The Great Wild God Chapter 2: The slaves help defense
(Thanks to the platinum leader Tieba brothers for their generous support, and the second one...)
The dark clouds cover the stars and the moon, but the sky flame on the top of the Tushan Mountain still wipes the bright purple light on the desert sand sea, never sinking.
In the Red Maple Fort dungeon, more than a hundred bitter slaves squeezed each other on the dirty straw mattresses. Bed bugs crawled all over the floor. Only the three-inch square hole above their heads communicated with the ground, allowing the fresh air to follow the red. The light from Fengbao penetrated.
The bitter slaves are also divided into three, six or nine grades. A bitter slave like Chen Xun who has a cultivation base is naturally qualified to lie comfortably under the vent hole, and there is also a grass mattress around it. The bitter slave squeezed over without opening his eyes.
Chen Xun distracted, and could sense the restless mood of the monks and stewards above, panicking for the unpredictable fate.
Chen Xun hugs his head and rests his head. Like other slave slaves in the dungeon, he has nothing to worry about about the fierce battle between Qiyun Mountain and Qianjianzong.
Whether it is Qiyun Mountain defending Chifeng Fort or being taken down by Qian Jianzong, thinking of quarrying fortresses and digging into pits, these slaves are inseparable.
There are also many bitter slaves with faint excitement hidden in their eyes, secretly communicating, intending to escape from the chaos when Chifeng Fort is captured.
Chen Xun also hesitated in his heart. He didn't have any good feelings about Qiyun Mountain, but apart from Chifeng Fort, he couldn't find a hiding place, spiritual power, and spiritual refinement for a while. The place of the vein.
At the same time, Chifeng Fort is really going to be broken by Thousand Sword Sect. Thousand Sword Sect will inevitably scrutinize all the bitter slaves again and re-apply other control methods. Chen Xun wants to stay, it is difficult to guarantee that The horse's legs are not exposed during this process.
The reason why Chen Xun was able to easily mix into the slave slaves of Chifeng Fort was that Wei Che, the true disciple of Qiyun Mountain, was so proud that he didn't bother to personally use his military skills on the prisoners, so that Chen Xun was easily confused. Pass the test, otherwise it would be difficult for him to conceal his cultivation in front of Wei Che, who is at the peak of the late stage of the reincarnation stage.
There was a huge earthquake at Chifeng Fort, which almost overturned the entire ground. Some slaves were unprepared and were thrown high by the earthquake. The bricks and stones above their heads "crushed" and fell. Everyone cried and called mother.
Chen Xun looked through the ventilation hole and saw a corner of the night sky outside Chifeng Fort. The flames and sword shadows were vertical and horizontal, and a panic scream came from outside the ventilation hole:
"No, the people of Thousand Sword Sect are here again!"
Chen Xun's mind was stunned, and ignored other wolves howling ghosts, avoiding the bitter slaves from falling rocks, retreated to the corner of the dungeon, meditated cross-legged, freed the spell hiding spiritual veins, and gathered spiritual power from Xuanbinghuo Lake , Refining the Heart Talisman that Qiyunshan disciples cast in his body.
Whether to go or stay, you can look at the situation and wait for an opportunity, but in a critical moment, you can't keep this restricted game in your body.
"Wuxun!"
There was a loud shout outside the dungeon door, and Chen Xun was shocked. When he looked up, he saw two Chifeng Fort stewards shouting outside, urging the guards to open the iron door of the dungeon.
Chen Xun didn't expect to be so unlucky. Just after refining the heart-warming talisman, the steward of Chifeng Fort ran down to look for him. He quietly condensed two sword arts secretly, and if something went wrong between the two stewards, he would not hesitate to kill Chifeng Fort before talking.
"Your chance to make meritorious deeds has arrived. As long as you can help guard Chifeng Fort, you will report to the sect in the future, relieve your hardship, and let you stay. However, if you want to come, you don’t need me to remind you of your heart. Great..." The two supervisors called out their names next to the cell, and shouted out all the slaves who had a cultivation base from the cell.
Chen Xun didn't expect the two stewards to come to the dungeon, asking them to help defend Chifeng Fort. He sneered in his heart. Chifeng Fort had reached the point where she wanted slaves to assist in the defense. It can be seen that it won't be long. .
Chen Xun has no affection for Qishan Yun. How could he risk exposure to defend Chifeng Fort, but thinking that this is undoubtedly an opportunity for him to get away, and he will be found abnormal for a while, so he will not move for the time being. Seventeen or eight other slaves followed the two stewards from the dungeon and walked to the high wall.
Just less than two kilometers away from Chifeng Fort Stone Creek, there are thirty or forty thousand swordsman monks wearing vermilion and yellow clothes, and imperial magic weapons, attacking the defensive battle aggressively. For a time, the aura from the magical weapon collided with the five-color forbidden light leaked by the formation, making thunderous bursts, and like fireworks exploding, the dark night was shining brightly.
Under such a fierce offensive, Chifeng Fort’s defensive ban looks precarious. The five-color aura formed by the ban fluctuates, and it seems that it may be broken at any time, much weaker than the last time it was activated.
The six monks guarding the fort in Qiyun Mountain all stood on the high wall, watching this scene solemnly. In order to minimize the direct attack of the enemy of Thousand Swordsmen against the defensive formation, an old man wearing a moon white gown took the lead to release a sapphire bead. After flying out of the defensive formation, it suddenly became bigger, as if a round of blue light was spilled. Yuanyue resisted several flying swords of Qianjianzong disciple Yushi after the battle.
The aura exploded by the viewer, Chen Xun estimated that there were a total of 20 cultivators in the Returning Stage of Qian Jianzong this time. Among them, there were also four or five cultivators in the late stage of the Returning Stage. The force has almost doubled.
The defense of Chifeng Fort is still lacking, and Chen Xun doesn't think that with the six cultivators, he can repel the Qianjianzong attack. Although after they walked up the high wall, there was a middle-aged monk wearing a scribe's gown, who repeated the words in charge, and also inspiringly promised them that these bitter slaves would join as long as they assisted in defending Chifeng Fort. With the opportunity of the Qiyun Mountain Sect, Chen Xun was only secretly pondering the way to get out.
The Qiyun Mountain sect did not send reinforcements at this time, or Qian Jianzong implemented the strategy of encircling the spot to fight for assistance, using Chifeng Fort as the bait, actually set up heavy troops on the halfway, and has already taken Qiyun Mountain. The reinforcements sent were killed, or Qian Jianzong directly sent manpower to encircle Qiyun Mountain, making Qiyun Mountain simply unable to send reinforcements.
No matter what, Qiyun Mountain cannot protect itself. At this time, even a small life may not be saved. Even if there is a chance to join Qiyun Mountain, there is not much temptation.
But thinking about it in his heart, Chen Xun and the other bitter slaves obediently took over the weapons issued by the fortress monk.
"What are you good at?"
"Sword." Chen Xun said, taking a black iron epee from the middle-aged monk.
The middle-aged monk wearing a scribe's gown, holding a purple fan with a sapphire handle, and two other young monks from the reincarnation stage, took Chen Xun and their slaves down the high wall, from the shadow of Chifeng Fort The door sneaked out, divided into three strands and outflanked the other side of the stone creek.
After entering the womb-returning realm, cultivate spiritual power, imperial magic weapons, sword tactics, and spells. The power is far from true sun realm's casual cultivator. But when it comes to physical strength, in addition to gods and demons In addition to the number of cultivators in the body, ordinary cultivators in the womb-returning realm are really not much better than the Qingyang realm martial arts and brutal warriors.
The middle-aged scribes intended to take them to covert, and when they got close, they fought close to the cultivators of the Qianjian Sect. Chen Xun could understand, but did not understand what confidence the middle-aged scribes had. They were sure that the cultivators of the Qianjian Sect were not defensive. Approaching silently?
Although the middle-aged scribes promised to punish an enemy and enter the sect, Chen Xun still kept an eye on him. Holding a black iron sword in his hand, he quietly fell behind the outflanking team.
Just wading across the rocky stream in front of him, a huge ring of fire with a diameter of a hundred feet rises up suddenly in the center of the canyon on the rocky ground ahead.
The ring of fire and the pillar of fire rose up. The two bitter slaves who walked in the front were caught off guard. They immediately burned the pillar of fire to ashes, without even having time to make a scream.
Although the ring of fire temporarily deployed by the Thousand Sword Sect is not rooted in the spirit veins or spiritual acupoints, and cannot continue to operate for too long, but the warning is enough. In a flash, you will see the Thousand Sword Sect The monk divided out dozens of sword lights from the magic weapon that attacked Chifeng Castle, and slashed them here...
The current three-five bitter slaves were cut into melons and vegetables immediately, and their heads were cut in a different place by the sword light. Chen Xun used the black iron as a shield to block a sword light that had been cut off. The momentum rolled down the stone creek, avoiding the sight of Monk Qianjianzong.
The black iron sword in his hand was broken in two, and a little bit of sword qi invaded his body. Chen Xun quietly gasified the sword under the potential of the stream, but he couldn’t notice for a while, he continued to pretend to be a dead body. Lurking in the stone creek, he followed the other slaves and fled back to Chifeng Fort.
The cultivators of the Thousand Sword Sect found that the slave slaves of Chifeng Fort were out of the fort, and the imperial envoy Jiangong came and killed them immediately.
The Qianjian Sect is named after the sword, and the sword energy of the Qingyang pinnacle disciple's imperial envoy is extremely strong; the sword light used by the cultivator of the womb can cut all iron.
A bitter slave in Red Maple Castle can smash the sword light with van iron. How can people feel relieved if he doesn't see him die with his own eyes?
Chen Xun was still hesitating, and an ancient Qingying mirror flew over the stone creek, and a clear spiritual light shot from the ancient mirror and fell directly on him through the stream.
Chen Xun felt like he was being watched after he was stripped naked~ IndoMTL.com~ When his mind turned, he left a shadow of the soul in the original place, and his body dived into the bottom of the water.
In the next instant, Qingying Ancient Mirror shot a thunder light, through the stream, directly dispersing Chen Xun's soul and soul, and the surging water directly crushed a piece of dead wood in the stream.
Chen Xun was secretly frightened. He didn't expect this ancient mirror magic weapon to be so powerful. If he hadn't been smarter, he would be forced to show his deeds.
Only seven or eight bitter slaves fled back to Chifeng Fort, but the middle-aged scribes and the other two guardian monks did not leave. Chen Xun was secretly surprised, thinking that the middle-aged scribes had a mid-term cultivation Because the other two are younger and have also been promoted to the womb-returning realm, it is impossible to be killed silently by the Qianjianzong, right?
Just when Chen Xun was unable to get through, a phoenix sound suddenly sounded on the west bank of Stony Brook, and a huge firebird rose from the red maple forest on the west bank to the Thousand Sword Sect in the canyon two hundred meters away. The monk swooped over.
It was too late for the monk of the Thousand Swords School to withdraw the magical artifacts above Chifeng Fort. He immediately squeezed out other magical artifacts to defend against the firebirds, and the firebirds leaped over the canyon with another scream, and opened his mouth to spout countless fires. The rain flooded the canyon...z()