Ugly Cultivation Notes

Faced with Sha Ying's prepared attack, Xu Chunniang's strength was unavoidable.

Her eyes flickered, and she finally decided to resist.

The old man had promised her before that he would save her life in a critical moment, so it was just a good opportunity to test his true thoughts!

The sand eagle leaned over, its speed was so fast that the strong wind it brought hurt people's cheeks.

Xu Chunniang half-squinted her eyes and struggled to activate the demonic energy in her body to prop up a thin barrier. However, Sha Ying only flapped her wings lightly and easily broke the barrier.

The barrier was broken, she spit out a mouthful of blood, and stumbled uncontrollably.

At this time, the sand eagle had already arrived in front of her, its talons flashing with cold light, clawing straight at her heart!

Seeing this scene, the old man shook his head helplessly, raised his hand, and Xu Chunniang's figure disappeared from the place and appeared behind the formation pillar.

The expected pain did not come, and Xu Chunniang knew that she had made the right bet.

She looked at the old man and raised a weak smile, "Thank you, senior, for your help."

The old man only nodded slightly, then stopped paying too much attention to her and returned his attention to the battlefield in front of him.

While giving instructions, he reassured everyone, "Hold on for one more day, and I will take you back to the city."

After listening to the old man's words, the monks who originally thought that they were bound to die and were almost numb, had the hope of life rekindled in their eyes.

They have been fighting the sand beast for nearly two days. As long as they survive the last day, they can go back alive!

However, this last day was even more difficult than the previous two days.

As the sand beasts attacked, the earthy yellow light emitted by the formation pillar became increasingly thinner and thinner. In many places, the light even completely dissipated.

Even the originally tall and sturdy formation pillars were shaky and looked like they might fall down at any time.

Once the formation pillar falls, these monks who have exhausted their cultivation and are covered with injuries and fatigue will not be able to hold on for even half a stick of incense, not to mention one day.

The old man took a look at the formation pillars and was about to ask the monks guarding Kan and Li to continue strengthening the formation pillars. However, he saw a monk guarding Li suddenly tilted his body and fell straight to the ground, lifeless. , had been drained of energy and spirit and died.

The old man frowned and looked at the pale faces of the other people guarding the formation, but after all he didn't say a word.

That’s all, this formation pillar should still be able to hold on for a while, so let’s leave it at that.

But at this moment, a huge roar sounded, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Even the manic sand beast was attracted by the sound and looked over subconsciously.

A formation pillar that was originally standing in the southeast corner was unable to bear the attack of the sand beast and collapsed suddenly.

The formation pillar collapsed, and the earth-yellow light burst, unable to stop the sand beasts any longer.

The first to bear the brunt are the frontline monks who rely on the protection of the formation pillars to fight the sand beasts.

There was no formation pillar to protect them, but in just a few breaths, they were surrounded by sand beasts from all directions and devoured them all.

Seeing this, the demon king who led the team had a look of shame and annoyance in his eyes. He didn't expect that he would be the first to have problems.

But the matter had come to this, and being angry was no longer helpful. He shook off his sleeves and disappeared from the spot, not caring about the lives of the other monks.

What this demon king did made everyone's hearts tremble. He actually walked away like this?

The formation pillars collapsed, and no one could survive the torrent of sand beasts.

The monks he left behind had only one way to die...

Someone looked at the old man with a nervous look on his face, "Why did that Lord Demon King leave alone without saving anyone?" The old man glanced at the person who asked the question and spoke calmly.

"The Golden Armored King said from the beginning that all powerful men above the Demon King level will not participate in this battle. They will only teach you how to fight. Did he forget it?"

Facing the old man's calm and indifferent gaze, the person who asked the question felt chilled in his heart, but he still persisted and asked the question in his heart.

"But the formation pillar collapsed. If you don't take action, all of us here will die..."

"With the support of the formation pillars, if you still can't hold on for more than three days, you will die if you die."

There was no fluctuation on the old man's face, "The sand beast riot is about survival of the fittest. Only the strong are qualified to survive. This rule also applies to you."

Everyone fell silent, looking at the formation pillars with worries hidden in their eyes.

Can they survive this last day?

No one has an answer to this question.

They could only squeeze out the last bit of strength in their bodies and kill as many sand beasts as possible.

"Boom!"

Not long after, the roar sounded again, and after the first formation pillar collapsed, another formation pillar fell.

Where the formation pillar fell, a one-sided massacre took place. It didn't take long for the sand beasts to completely occupy the area, leaving no one alive in the end.

Everyone became more and more silent. Some monks who had just retreated from the front line hurriedly took the elixir, stood up silently, and returned to the front line.

Some monks who were seriously injured and unable to participate in the battle struggled towards the formation pillar, holding the magic crystal in one hand and sending magic energy into the formation pillar with the other hand, so that it could survive the impact of the sand beast tide longer.

Xu Chunniang also walked towards the formation pillar and sat down on the platform.

There was no need for the old man to command and dispatch, everyone spontaneously worked harder. As early as the moment they left the city, everyone's lives were already tied to the formation pillars.

The old man saw everyone's actions in his eyes, spoke slowly and continued to direct the battle.

According to the rules set in advance, as long as the formation pillars are still there, the command must continue.

As the battle progressed, the light emitted by the formation pillars became weaker and weaker, and the coverage area shrank from the initial dozens of miles to less than half a mile at the end.

Only the last twenty monks are left alive.

But this nightmare last day is finally over.

When the dusk disappeared from the ground, everyone, covered in wounds and in a daze, finally received the old man's order to retreat.

Everyone's faces showed a look of rejoicing that they had survived the disaster, dragging their tired bodies towards the direction of Shacheng.

They managed to survive this catastrophic three days and survived!

With his hands behind his back, the old man watched these people return to the city, looked at each other with the other demon kings, and detonated the last ten pillars.

The ten formation pillars were detonated at the same time, the sound was extremely huge, and the power of the explosion was comparable to a blow from a demon king-level powerhouse.

Dozens of sand beasts were blown to pieces in the explosion, and countless others were injured.

The King in Golden Armor swept past the other demon kings, "Have you selected the candidates for the second line of defense? This defense is crucial. We must delay the sand beast army for at least two days, otherwise the losses will be extremely heavy."

Seeing everyone nodding, he just announced, "Let's begin."