Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 1174: The Return of Sun Mingsheng (Please subscribe, please bookmark)

A visible crack appeared on the barrier gourd. Under the collision of the two forces, the shadow of the Longmen broadsword also changed direction, and gently slid down from another direction close to the defensive light shield of the Twelve Capital Peaks Array, without causing other obvious damage and erosion.

Unfortunately, Sun Caiwu had forgotten that in the previous collision, the opponent also had two early Nascent Soul cultivators accompanying him.

The barrier gourd was able to remove the power of the Longmen broadsword at the cost of its own destruction, and the attacks of the two early Nascent Soul cultivators had followed closely and arrived at the predetermined position.

A long sword and an iron hammer, both of which were relatively common fourth-grade low-grade fake spiritual treasures, fell steadily and accurately on the particularly weak part of the Twelve Capital Peaks Formation that was eroded by the Formation-Breaking Pearl.

"Click"

The Twelve Capital Peaks formation finally recovered a breath, and although clearly visible cracks appeared under the two attacks, no large-scale gaps appeared.

At this time, within the time that Sun Caiwu had bought, a group of family cultivators had already promptly invested large quantities of spirit stones into each array base for additional replenishment, as another source of spiritual power that should not be underestimated.

For the Twelve Capital Peaks Formation, as long as it has not encountered a catastrophic disaster all at once, it can be in a state of slow recovery and improvement with a relatively abundant supply of spiritual power.

Above the light shield of the entire Twelve Capital Peaks Array, a layer of golden light was attached to it, trying to fill in the gaps in the lines.

"The Sun family still has some foundation. I hope that the harvest here can smoothly achieve the expected goals and will not disappoint me."

Looking at the Twelve Capital Peaks formation which was still in a state of recovery after the first wave of attacks, the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Gu not only did not show any anger, but instead showed a kind of satisfaction.

It seems that the strength of the Sun family itself is proportional to its subsequent gains, and they have never considered the cruel consequences they will face after the failure of this attack.

"Second brother, bring out all your hidden skills. I need to enter the Divine Dog Mountain within half a day."

The words of the mid-Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Gu revealed an unprecedented determination and confidence. The Longmen broadsword that had been floating about ten feet above his head once again flashed with cold rays, and turned into a stream of light that went straight to the location of the light shield of the Twelve Capital Peaks formation and chopped up.

The Longmen broadsword had not yet descended, but rays of sword light bursting out from it took the lead in attacking, like dense raindrops, hitting different positions of the Twelve Capital Peaks formation.

"The Twelve Capital Peaks Formation, Rolling"

This time, Sun Caiwu did not directly block the attack like he did last time without caring about the difference in strength between the two sides.

On the contrary, when the Twelve Capital Peaks formation had recovered to a certain extent, under its mobilization, layers of light gathered together on their own initiative and moved forward with the help of the power of the formation.

At the same time, under the urging of the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Gu, another early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, after his face turned blue to white to a certain extent, had his shirt torn into pieces by the impact of a burst of force.

This monk appeared in front of thousands of monks from the entire Sun family with his upper body naked without any covering.

On his naked upper body, thumb-sized, blood-red eye-like depressions were densely packed all over his upper body, and there were more than a hundred of them.

"In ancient times, there was the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord. Today is the day for the Blood-Eyed Demon Lord to establish his authority."

This Yuanying early stage cultivator had a crazy look on his face, and then his originally sunken abdomen suddenly bulged out, and more than half of the blood holes spurted out blood scabs, as if they were originally used to block the blood holes.

Blood-red rays of light as thick as fingers burst out from each blood eye, directly crossing the space, arriving first and eroding the relatively weak positions of the Twelve Capital Peaks formation.

"呲呲呲"

When the two forces collided, the Twelve Capital Peaks Array was at an absolute disadvantage. In the process of mutual consumption, the Twelve Capital Peaks Array needed at least twice the power to achieve its goal.

Seeing the two invited monks using their respective trump cards, the skinny third-level Nascent Soul monk, the initiator of this incident, looked at the Twelve Peaks Formation in front of him, which was crumbling and its light was constantly weakening. His eyes revealed hatred that was as real as substance.

"As long as the entire Sun family is sacrificed, I will not hesitate even if I lose a life here today. I will risk my life at any cost."

The skinny monk floated in the air, and under the pull of a force, he actually chose to rush straight to the location of the light shield of the formation with his physical body.

This behavior was obviously quite crazy. Although the light shield of the Twelve Capital Peaks Array had been significantly weakened after several crazy attacks, and was even less than half of its original strength, it was also not something that a Nascent Soul cultivator could approach through his physical body without any consequences.

"Huitai Inkstone, go"

The skinny monk was still more than a thousand feet away from the formation, and he was the first to sacrifice a fake spiritual treasure in the shape of an inkstone the size of an ordinary person's head.

However, this Huitai inkstone is somewhat different from ordinary fourth-tier fake spiritual treasures, in that its surface is covered with special blood-red lines.

At this time, Sun Caiwu's attention was all on the massive attack by the two cultivator brothers named Gu. He only hastily mobilized the forces in the formation to resist the attack from Huitai Baoyan.

"If not now, when?"

The change occurred unintentionally. This cultivator, who had no other extra contributions and characteristics in the battle except for providing a formation-breaking bead, chose to self-destruct a fourth-grade low-grade fake spiritual treasure of obviously good quality in his first attack.

"Boom, boom, boom"

The moment the Huitai Treasure Inkstone came into contact with the light shield of the Twelve Capital Peaks formation, this long-planned fake spiritual treasure suddenly exploded, and mushroom-cloud-like auras continued to rise.

The first gap in the Twelve Peaks formation, which was not at its peak, appeared here. A gap as tall as an ordinary person appeared here.

Although it was in a state of rapid recovery, a flying sword still entered at the right time. The huge heads of several busy monks of the Sun family also turned around and completely left their bodies. In this battle, the Sun family suffered casualties for the first time.

Moreover, the number of casualties was increasing in a straight line, and Shenquan Mountain was soon dyed blood red.

"You wantonly slaughtered the cultivators of my Sun family, and you treat me like nothing?"

(End of this chapter)