Li Yan only stayed in cave abode for one day. The ninth team received the mission message, so in the Qianfa side hall of the "Chongfeng Camp", Bai Rou briefly explained the mission content, and Li Yan followed them out of the Fengliang Mountain protective formation.
Time flies, Li Yan and the others live a life of fear in mission after mission.
Li Yan They sometimes returned to Fengliang Mountain in one day, and sometimes they spent more than ten days hiding and being chased and hunted by both sides.
I don't know whether it is God's blessing or the favor of the gods. Li Yan's ninth team has only suffered four casualties in the past month and a half. However, in about ten days, one monk will be killed or injured.
However, if compared with the number of casualties of other teams, the ninth team of Bai Rou is considered very good. Those teams even suffered five to ten casualties a month, which actually made many teams very afraid of carrying out their missions.
But under the pressure of the Wangliang Sect, not many people dared to escape. Those who escaped were caught and died in miserable conditions, which even affected the entire sect behind them.
Although the monks recruited from the rear have been sent, Bai Rou, after discussing with everyone, did not choose to recruit more monks, but kept the ninth team at twenty people.??
In other words, after Li Yan joined, only three monks were added later.
This place is dominated by the Wangliang Sect Four Symbols Peak disciples, and they are the best at forming formations.
Therefore, every time they go out to perform a mission, these twenty people are often divided into four five-person teams, keeping a certain distance from each other, facing the four directions and guarding the formation in the middle, looking at each other from head to tail, and monitoring from all directions.
There are six disciples of the Wangliang Sect in the ninth team. Except for Li Yan, they are all disciples of Four Symbols Peak. They are best at joining forces. Each of them can set up a formation in a very short time.
Therefore, Bai Rou arranged for five other people to help set up the formation. In an emergency, if these five people directly joined forces, the senior brothers for many years could set up a mincing formation almost instantly.
Bai Rou They maintain such a small team size to maximize their protection and hiding properties.
Among the four casualties previously, none were Wangliang Sect disciples. Three died and one was seriously injured and needed nursing care.
These four casualties all occurred in one operation. When these four people were exploring a stronghold occupied by Devil Race in advance, they accidentally touched the formation restriction at the foot of the mountain.
Not only did this immediately alarm a large number of Devil Race monks on the mountain, but the Devil Race formation was set up by a master. The leading Wangliang Sect disciple was the first to notice something was wrong. He shouted wildly and managed to escape the attack the moment the formation was launched.
The remaining four people were not so lucky. Smoke billowed from the mouths and noses of the three of them, and their skin and flesh had turned into bones as they screamed.
Only one of them was affected because he was far away. In a hurry, he was rescued by Bai Rou and the others, but he also lost an arm and a leg.
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In the end, Li Yan desperately destroyed the "Cloud-piercing Willow" and escaped with his life. He was chased by a demon leader of the opponent for a whole night, and finally got rid of the large number of pursuers from behind.
Afterwards, Li Yan was still frightened every time he thought about that mission.
In a forest, the roots of the trees here are as thin as sharp swords, piercing the sky line by line.
In the forest, several battle groups were fighting fiercely. Li Yan was standing on a branch that was only two fingers wide with his hands behind his back.
The white air surged in front of him, causing the surrounding trees to be covered with a thick layer of white frost, making the green shade at the beginning of summer seem as if a small piece of heaven and earth had entered the depths of winter.
In the space shrouded in white air, from time to time a crystal clear sword stood up and then cut down...
The sharp sword brings with it bursts of biting chill, even if it is dozens of feet away, it will slow down the blood flow in the body.
The strange thing is that these frost swords are not held by anyone, nor are they driven by spells. They seem to be flying in the air on their own.
In the air at the edge of this ball of white air, there was a baby-sized Demon Beast, which made piercing screams from time to time.
The wings of this Demon Beast are like ice skates, and the body is translucent. The five internal organs in the body are clearly visible. The blood and organs flowing in the abdomen are slowly squirming, which makes people extremely uncomfortable to see.
At this moment, it was shining with a pair of dazzling small eyes, and the fierce color in its eyes was as red as blood. Its long mouthparts let out sharp roars from time to time, and the monks' eardrums around the real thorns were bulging and stinging.
The monks had no choice but to resist, and then pulled the battle group further away.
This Demon Beast is none other than King Snow Mosquito. Its small eyes are staring at a person in the white mist. This is a human monk with a withered body, and his eyes are shining with ferocious blood.
His complexion is like iron, his eyes are narrow and his mouth is wide. He is holding a large sword that seems to be carved from meteorite, fighting against a crystal cold sword around him.
This man's appearance is somewhat similar to the foreign monk Li Yan has heard about before. This man is like a beast rushing westward in the white mist. There are seven strange cold swords around him that are constantly besieging and slicing.
His mouth kept roaring, the sound shook the jungle, and he let out a series of loud shouts that did not sound like human voices.
Li Yan stood on the tree, not taking any action, just watching the white air battle group quietly. The monk in the white air mist slowly began to move stiffly and slowly.
His body seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost armor, and the most frightening thing was that the seven strange cold swords hit the foreign monk every time.
A stream of white gas will be emitted from the monk's mouth. As the white gas continues to be ejected, the body of the foreign monk will be ejected.
The fire of life is passing quickly.
The stone-killing sword in his hand, which was originally squandering like flying, was now compressed close to his body, and in his fierce and unclear eyes, his body was firmly stuck to the ground under his feet, and he could no longer move at all.
There are also long icicles hanging between his hair, mouth and eyes, and he can only rely on his last consciousness to desperately destroy the almost stiff spiritual power in his body.
Seeing this, King Snow Mosquito at the edge of the white mist showed color in his eyes and thought, "No matter how fierce you are, you will not be able to stand up to the sharp sword composed of thirty thousand Snow Mosquito.
It's a pity that the little elephant was taken to where by its owner last time and has never appeared. However, the heroic appearance of Master Mosquito can no longer be seen. "
Just when King Snow Mosquito was proud and was about to slowly kill the opponent again and let the surrounding monks see how powerful he was, a cold voice came over.
"You little bastard, what are you still dragging about? Humph!"
Snow Mosquito King's body trembled violently when he heard this voice, as if he felt a pair of deathly eyes staring coldly at him from the depths of his soul.??
But then he gritted his teeth with hatred for the remnant little elephant.
"It's all your 'hook up'. Now even this evil star is called like that, and... he's still 'little bastard'. Why don't you call him 'little bastard'... Master Mosquito's bloodline is pure and ruthless. You can tell just by looking at Master Mosquito's physical appearance... No, I have to give that residual image a name..."
After King Snow Mosquito was agitated, although he felt various reluctances in his heart, he did not dare to show it on his face. On the contrary, he could not even look at Li Yan who was standing on the tree with his hands behind his back.
Snow Mosquito King's face had a solemn expression, and immediately the previous complacency disappeared, and his body was instantly filled with an iron-blooded will, as if it had always been so decisive in killing.
But at this time, King Snow Mosquito glanced sideways at Li Yan. Seeing that the other party had stopped making any noise, he couldn't help but be quite satisfied with his performance.
It roared loudly again, and from behind Li Yan, a large piece of crystal light appeared inexplicably in the space beside it. As soon as this light appeared, the coldness in the area of dozens of feet suddenly increased again.
The foreign monk in the white mist group immediately saw this scene, and a look of despair suddenly appeared in his eyes.
A moment later, an unwilling roar came from the white mist in front of Li Yan, followed by a sound like breaking porcelain.
When the white air dissipated, leaving only crystal-clear ice fragments on the ground, King Snow Mosquito carried a Storage Pouch on his long mouthpart, and flew towards Li Yan on the big tree as if to please.
Li Yan collected Storage Pouch without looking at it, and then pointed at another battle group. King Snow Mosquito roared excitedly, then took a dozen crystal sharp swords behind him and killed him there with a ball of white air and cold light.
And far away
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There were two puppets, two large and one small. When King Snow Mosquito killed the enemy, the winner was decided in a very short time. The three puppets, two large and one small, were under the control of Bai Rou and also rushed towards the next battle group...
Soon, 20 people including Li Yan, Bai Rou and others gathered together again. Three of them were pale, and two of them had large blood stains on their bodies. They were obviously seriously injured and were recovering from their injuries by swallowing Pill.
At this time, many people looked at Li Yan with somewhat respectful expressions, and Chu Weixiong laughed.
"Junior brother Li, your Demon Beast cold poison is so overbearing and ruthless. You fight a foreign monk by yourself without any effort at all. This Demon Beast is really strange. Why have I never seen such a Demon Beast description?"
When he said this, many people nodded. Li Yan During this time, although his own cultivation level can only be considered average among them, he has two pieces of Dharma Treasure that others can't match.
One is "Chunyunliu", and the other is these mosquitoes Demon Beast.
Except for Bai Rou who knew the origin of "Cloud-piercing Willow", everyone else thought it was given to Li Yan by Wei Zhongran, and they were extremely envious in their hearts. Having such a master made one's own strength increase a lot out of thin air.
During this period of time, Li Yan used "Cloud Chuanliu" several times to help them escape several dangerous situations.
Most of the enemies were numerous and they fled when they were outnumbered and unable to deal with them;
Another time, I really encountered an Golden Core Realm who was more than 600 miles away. This distance was already beyond the strongest Divine Sense sensing range of the Foundation Establishment monks.
If it weren't for Li Yan's "Demon Beast sensitive mosquito sensor", which immediately escaped the opponent's pursuit, then the result would have been unknown. Of course, all this was due to Li Yan discovering the Golden Core Realm monk himself.
However, this also shocked Li Yan. The concealment ability of that demon cultivator was really brilliant. If the other party had not happened to encounter a Golden Core Realm cultivator Divine Sense from his side who glanced over and found a flaw in order to avoid concealment, he might have been able to intercept him at close range.
Li Yan shook his head with a smile, "The few domain name monks just now are all in the middle and middle stages of Foundation Establishment. Although they are powerful, they have limits.
I just rely on Dharma Treasure to be better. How can I compare with you? "
"Fellow Daoist Li, what you said is wrong. Even these demon cultivators and foreign cultivators, even if they are just Foundation Establishment, can compete with us Foundation Establishment in the mid-to-late stage with their own strength. Although they can be killed in the end, you will have to pay the price if you are not careful." The recruiting monk said, and nuzzled at the three monks who were healing on one side.
Although the three monks who were recovering from their injuries had their eyes closed, their faces immediately showed embarrassment. They had just been added recently. The worst of the three of them was Foundation Establishment Middle Stage. They did not know enough about magic cultivators. Due to their carelessness, two of them almost died in the hands of the other party.