Chapter: 392
Everyone was galloping, only Hua Ci and Lu Yushan's junior sister were riding on a trap wolf, with a leisurely look.
This is the mechanical creation of the two brothers and sisters. It consumes spirit stones and some spiritual power, and it can be used as a substitute for transportation. The speed is not too fast, but it is not slow. It saves energy.
Lu Ye felt somewhat regretful that he didn't bring amber in. He thought it would be easy to expose his identity with him, but no one knew that the terrain of Lingxi's defense battle was the sea of ??chess. It doesn't seem to matter too much, anyway, it's a merger and movement between chess islands, and if you encounter it, you will die.
Hua Ci's trap wolf is covered with storage bags, there are no fewer than a hundred of them, and this is the result of Hua Ci's strong refusal. If it wasn't for her being unable to take it down, her current storage bag might be as big as a few. Hundreds.
This time, Zhan Huaci, the guardian of Lingxi, earned a lot of money, not only from these storage bags, but most of the monks from the various sects had received her treatment, and what she earned was more favors.
When she was a casual cultivator, she was unknown, but during the Lingxi guard battle, many guards and deputy envoys of the sect got to know her. Among other things, she will walk on the Lingxi battlefield in the future, wherever she goes, Can get the protection of other sects.
Of course, the same is true for Lu Ye. The spirit-gathering pattern he constructed brought great convenience to the recovery of his own monks.
What the two of them gained this time has nothing to do with the Yu Yin of the Jade Blood Sect, it was earned by the two of them relying on their own abilities, which can be regarded as winning honor for the sect.
"Thirty miles ahead, there are brothers from the Haotian League who are being hunted down and are coming towards us. All teams are preparing for battle!" A roar suddenly came from the front.
The Continent has been formed, and the sun is high in the sky. With vague positioning and communication methods, it is easy for monks to determine each other's positions.
"Kill them shit!" someone yelled.
Immediately after Ulala's voice sounded, a group of Haotianmeng monks acted like bandits descending the mountain.
They didn't run for thirty miles, because they came opposite each other. After only a dozen miles, Lu Ye felt the fluctuation of spiritual power in front of him. It was presumably that the group of Haotianmeng monks who were being hunted down were resisting the enemy's attack.
Since he was hunted down, the situation was naturally not optimistic, but after the support of his own monks, the situation immediately reversed.
The Wanmo Ridge cultivators who were chasing after saw that something was wrong, fought hastily, turned around and fled after leaving some corpses behind.
The chased ones turned into fleeing ones, and the fleeing ones chased them back, the scene was extremely lively for a while.
Lu Ye told Hua Ci, and rushed out like an arrow, passing one of his own monks after another, and caught up with the fleeing enemies in a short while, using magic to clear the way, after knocking down the enemy, he slashed down with a knife, and even the trophies were lost. There was no time to clean up, so he continued to chase and kill.
Kill the enemy, repair, set out, kill the enemy again, repair...
The number of our own team continued to grow, and in the periphery, all the monks of the Haotian League who got the news gathered closer to this side, some of them ran smoothly to meet up, and some were intercepted and suffered heavy losses.
The defense of Lingxi had never developed like this.
In the previous Lingxi garrison battle, even if there was cooperation among monks from the same camp, at most they formed a small team of no more than ten people. After all, when there were too many people, things would become chaotic. It is not easy to distribute good things and meritorious deeds.
But this time, due to the pressure created by the Wanmo Ridge, the entire Haotian League has joined forces.
The good Lingxi garrison battle suddenly developed into a war between the monks of the two sides.
The Wanmo Ridge side didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at first, but the current active Wanmo Ridge team has come all the way, invincible. In their cognition, the Wanmo Ridge side relied on the bone fragments to play this time. The role has already taken an absolute advantage. After the final merger of Zhoulu, they only need to wipe out the remaining enemies, and then the entire Zhoulu will be their world.
But as time went by and the news continued to ferment, the Wanmo Ridge side suddenly discovered that there was actually a team of hundreds of people gathered in the Haotian Union, which was constantly sweeping around the outer circle. The Moling team encountered them, and suffered heavy casualties every time.
The situation was not as expected. Not only did Wan Mo Ridge fail to control the situation, but was beaten and ran away.
The Wanmo Ridge teams of various numbers also began to gather, but at this moment, it is obviously impossible to prepare enough manpower to compete with the Haotian League.
Several days of clearing and massacres wiped out the original numerical advantage on the Wanmo Ridge side, and on the outer side, the Haotian Union already has the upper hand in terms of numbers.
In the end, the situation developed into a situation where monks from both sides chased each other around the periphery of the state land.
On the sixth day after the state land was formed, the monks of the Haotian League who were busy with travel and dust stopped, and now there are as many as a thousand monks in their own camp. JrNovels.com