Li Yan only stayed in the cave for one day before the ninth team received the mission message, so in the Qianfa side hall of the "Chongfeng Camp", after Bai Rou briefly explained the mission content, Li Yan followed them Stepping out of the Fengliang Mountain protective formation.
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Time flies, and Li Yan and the others live a life of fear in mission after mission.
Li Yan and the others 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 the blessing of God or the favor of gods. Li Yan and his ninth team have 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, Bai Rou's ninth team is considered very good. Those teams even suffered five to ten casualties a month. This has actually made many teams reluctant to perform tasks. Very scared.
However, under the pressure of the Demon 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 did not choose to recruit more monks after discussing with everyone, 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 disciples of Sixiangfeng of the Sprite Sect, and they are the best at forming formations.
Therefore, every time when 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, Multi-faceted monitoring.
There are six disciples of the Demon Sect in the ninth team. Except for Li Yan, they are all disciples of Sixiang Peak. They are the best at joining forces. Each of them can deploy a wave in a very short time. Formation.
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 meat-mincing formation almost instantly.
By maintaining such a small team size, Bairou and the others can maximize their protection and hiding properties.
Among the four previous casualties, none were disciples of the Demon Sect. Three died and one was seriously injured and needed medical treatment.
These four casualties all occurred in one operation. When these four people were exploring a demon-occupied stronghold in advance, they accidentally touched the formation restriction at the foot of the mountain.
Not only did this immediately alarm a large number of demon monks on the mountain, but the demon formation was set up by a master. The leading disciple of the Demon Sect was the first to notice that something was wrong, and frantically Amidst the shouts, the moment the formation was activated, he managed to avoid the attack.
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 white bones amidst the miserable screams.
Only one of them was affected because he was far away. In desperation, he was rescued by Bai Rou and the others, but he also lost an arm and a leg.
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 of that mission.
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In a forest, the roots of the trees here are as thin as sharp swords, row by row, piercing the sky.
In the forest, several battle groups were fighting fiercely. Li Yan was standing on a branch 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 the world had entered the depths of winter.
In the space shrouded in white air, from time to time a crystal clear sword would be raised up and then cut down...
The sharp sword brought with it bursts of biting chill, Even if they are tens of feet apart, the blood flow in a person's body will become stagnant and slow.
What is strange 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 white air, there was a baby-sized monster, which made piercing screams from time to time.
The wings of this monster are like ice knives, and its body is translucent. The five organs and organs in the body are clearly visible. The blood and organs flowing in the abdomen are slowly squirming, which is extremely shocking to people. Discomfort.
At this moment, it is shining with a pair of dazzling small eyes, the fierce color in the eyes is as red as blood, the long mouthparts make a sharp roar from time to time, and the eardrums of the monks around the real thorns are bulging. It stings terribly.
Those monks had no choice but to resist, and then pulled the battle group further away.
This monster is none other than the Snow Mosquito King. 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 monks that Li Yan has heard of before. This man is like a ferocious beast charging from the east to the west in the white mist. There are seven strange cold swords around him that are constantly besieging him. , bevel cut.
His mouth kept roaring, the sound shook the jungle, and he issued a series of loud shouts that did not sound like human voices.
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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 erupt from the monk's mouth. As the white gas continues to erupt, the fire of life on the foreign monk's body is rapidly passing away.
The great stone-killing sword in his hand, which was originally squandering like flying, has now been compressed close to his body, and in his fierce and unclear eyes, his body has been firmly stuck to the earth under his feet. Together, they can 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 rigid spiritual power in his body.
Seeing this, the Snow Mosquito King on the edge of the white mist showed color in his eyes, and thought to himself, "No matter how fierce you are, you will not be able to stand up to the sharp sword composed of thirty thousand Snow Mosquitoes.
It’s a pity that the little elephant was taken away by its owner last time and has never appeared, so we can’t see the heroic figure of Mr. Mosquito. ”
Just in Snow Mosquito. Wang Deyi was about to slowly kill the opponent again and let the monks around him see how powerful he was, when a cold voice came over.
"You little bastard, what are you still dragging about? Huh!"
When the Snow Mosquito King heard this voice, his body trembled violently, as if he felt it coming from the depths of his soul. A pair of deathly and ruthless eyes stared at it coldly.
But then he gritted his teeth with hatred for the little elephant with a broken soul.
"It's all your fault for 'hanging around'. Now even this evil star is called like that, and... he's still 'little gangster', why don't you call him 'little gangster'" Come on... Mr. Mosquito's blood is pure and ruthless, you can tell just by looking at Mr. Mosquito's physical appearance... No, I have to give that residual image a name..."
The Snow Mosquito King After being stirred up, although there was all kinds of reluctance in his heart, he didn't dare to show it on his face. On the contrary, he couldn't even look at Li Yan who was standing on the tree with his hands behind his back.
The expression on the Snow Mosquito King's face was solemn, and the previous complacency immediately 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 moment, the Snow Mosquito King glanced sideways at Li Yan. Seeing that the other party had stopped making any sound, he couldn't help but be quite satisfied with his performance.
It screamed loudly again, and from behind, a large piece of crystal light appeared inexplicably in the space beside Li Yan. 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 particles on the ground, the Snow Mosquito King held a storage bag on its long mouthparts and moved towards the big tree as if to please. Li Yan flew over.
After Li Yan put away the storage bag without looking at it, he pointed at another battle group. The Snow Mosquito King roared excitedly, and then held dozens of people behind him.He used the crystal sharp sword to kill over there with a ball of white air and cold light.
There were two puppets, two large and one small, in the distance. When the Snow Mosquito King killed the enemy, the winner was also decided in a very short time. The puppet, under Bai Rou's control, also rushed towards the next battle group...
Soon Li Yan, Bai Rou and other twenty people gathered together again. Three of them looked pale. There was even a large amount of blood on the two of them. They were obviously seriously injured and were taking pills to heal their injuries.
At this time, many people looked at Li Yan with somewhat respectful expressions, and Chu Weixiong laughed.
"Junior Brother Li, the cold poison of this monster of yours is so overbearing and cruel. You can fight a foreign monk by yourself without any effort at all. This monster is really strange. Why haven't I seen it?" I have never described such a monster before."
After he said this, many people nodded. Although Li Yan's cultivation during this period was only considered among them. Average, but he has two magic weapons in his hand that others can only dream of.
The first is the "Cloud-piercing Willow", and the second is these mosquito-like monsters.
Except for Bai Rou who knew its origin, everyone else thought it was given to Li Yan by Wei Zhongran, and they were extremely envious. Having such a master made his strength increase out of thin air. A big chunk.
During this period of time, Li Yan had used "Cloud Chuanliu" several times to help them escape several dangers.
Most of them escaped when they were outnumbered and unable to deal with the numerous enemies;
Another time, I really encountered a Jindan who was more than 600 miles away. This distance has long exceeded the range of the strongest spiritual sense of the foundation-building monks.
If it weren't for Li Yan's "sensitive monster mosquito sense" and he escaped from the opponent's pursuit immediately, then the result would have been unknown. Of course, all this was due to Li Yan discovering the golden elixir himself. Just a monk's.
However, this also shocked Li Yan. The concealment ability of that demon cultivator was really brilliant. If the other party hadn't happened to encounter a golden elixir cultivator from his side who glanced over, In order to avoid concealment, there was a slight flaw, and it was impossible to say that this person could be intercepted at close range.
Li Yan shook his head with a smile, "The few domain name monks just now are all in the early and middle stages of foundation building. Although they are powerful, they have limits.
I just rely on magic weapons to get better. How can I compare with you?"
"Friend Daoist Li is wrong. Even if these demonic cultivators and foreign cultivators have just established a foundation, they can still compete with us in the middle and late stages of foundation building. He can be killed in the end, but there will be a price to pay for being careless." The recruiting monk said, and nodded to the three monks who were healing on one side.
Although the three monks who were healing their wounds had their eyes closed, their faces immediately showed embarrassment. They had just been added recently., the three of them were in the middle stage of foundation building at their worst, and they didn’t know enough about magic cultivators. Due to their carelessness, two of them almost died in each other’s hands.