Where the Fairy Way

Chapter 519
All the monks in the spirit world, the small fairy world, and the Sky Continent suddenly realized that something was wrong. They should be like them. The monks in the four squares who had spent all their time accumulating points were desperately heading towards the besieged Water Moon Sect. to the rescue.

Seeing this situation, the other monks from the three realms curled their lips together. The two monks from Xingluozong stopped Wu Qing and Xingji at the same time. There, do you also want to follow to die?"

"Fellow Daoist Qian, do you know why the Sifang Realm has not been occupied by demons for so many years?" True Monarch Xingji looked solemn, "That's because we are united, even if we die, we will collapse the demons surrounding us This is something you other monks from the Three Realms will never understand."

"Hey, you're still a monk. You know you're going to die, but you want to go too?" Qian Cheng squinted his eyes, full of danger, "This is the Xiyou battlefield, not the Sifang Realm, and it's not a place for you to act emotionally. Points, exchange more cultivation resources, that's what you need to do now."

"They are fellow disciples of the Eighth Patriarch. If we let her know that we watched her senior sisters die not far from us, she will definitely take revenge and go back," Wu Qing was extremely anxious. Go to the rescue, if they don't go, the consequences will be unimaginable, "Senior Brother Qian, if you stop me again, we will fight first."

Qian Cheng was annoyed by them, but he really couldn't look at these good seedlings, just died in the Xiyou battlefield. The future strength of Xingluozong would not be possible without them. With winks, they followed them together, playing by ear.

The two deacons who were supervising the battle outside the south gate were afraid when they saw the monks in the four directions, so disregarding their personal safety, gathering together in twos and sending them to death for the few who were destined to die. In the future, those powerful beings who ascended from the four directions to the fairy world will not be able to tolerate them living happily under the anger of those who ascended to the fairy world. Throw the headache to the big one.

When Lan Yun received the voice transmission and rushed to the deacon hall, she saw nearly two hundred monks for the first time. She thought that there were only a few dozen deacons at most in a small settlement.

Hearing the introduction of the situation there by the monk who supervised the war outside the south gate, Lan Yun frowned deeply, subconsciously feeling that something was wrong.

Everyone in the Water Moon Sect broke out from the blood rain. No matter how bad they are, the seven of them can take turns to get closer to the teleportation formation. Besides, there is no other Water Moon Sect on the Xiyou battlefield. Being redundant as a concierge, sending a distress signal is a fart, and Ji Ruyi was subconsciously forgotten by her.

As for the other monks in the Sifang Realm to rescue, she has no reason to worry. Even Ye Li and the others will not lose their lives for Wang Min. After years of fighting between immortals and demons, none of them knows what to choose.

The corners of the mouth curled slightly, and I always felt that Wang Min and the others must have deep meanings. The seven people, except for Mu Tong, who was a little honest, were all foxes.

The people around her touched her, "Ah." Then Lan Yun raised his head suddenly, it turned out that someone called her.

"...Fellow Daoist Ye was trapped in the Xiyou battlefield for decades, and he broke out from the crowd of Zuomeng people. I don't know how you feel about this matter."

There were three monks standing beside a large sand table. She couldn't see what kind of cultivation they were, but she immediately understood that they were the three monks who had never seen each other. This was the first time she met the monks , I can't help but see sweat on my forehead.

"Uh," Lan Yun's mind was running fast, and he took a step forward, "Back to the words of the three seniors, Ashura and I were obviously breaking through the crowd of Zuomon that day, but in fact, as long as we have enough spiritual power, we can still get out little by little. Yes, the seven members of the Shuiyue Sect are said to be very powerful. It’s a short distance of more than ten miles. Even if they take turns, it shouldn’t be difficult to come back. Although there are many people in Zomeng, on the battlefield, sometimes Precisely because they are so many, they are not that dangerous. They are not very smart, do not know how to rotate, they blindly go forward, crowding people, opening holes everywhere, wanting to kill them, they are not good for ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators. It will be too difficult."

"Fellow Daoist Ye, they have already sent out a distress signal, and the monks in the four directions are desperately going to help, do you want us to watch them die together?" The monk who came back thought this was really a good idea. It's a great opportunity to put all the responsibility on this ignorant nun.

Lan Yun looked sideways slightly, "That's not what I mean. Everyone is not a fool when Shuiyuezong sends out distress signals on the battlefield. Although the monks in the four directions are grouped together, they are monks after all. There are a few monks who will fight for others. My own life, I don't think many people like this can cultivate Nascent Soul."

Lan Yun no longer cared about that monk, and went straight to the sand table, pointing to the terrain at the south gate, "If what you said is not bad, they are trapped here, and other monks in the Sifang Realm, even if they go to rescue, it is impossible to rush Go inside, they can only be on the periphery, helping to consume the Zomun people."

"That's right, you can continue." The three cultivators who turned into gods looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"We estimate that there are three to four million Zomun people temporarily surrounded by the south gate. If their high-level Zomun people are based on 400 out of 10 Zomun people, it should be nearly [-]. The [-] People went to make dumplings for the seven members of the Water Moon Sect, and there were only a few dozen monks in Sifangjie at the south gate. Even if other monks rushed to support, it would be at most a hundred. They were estimated to be twenty from the teleportation array at the south gate. In the village, if monks take turns to fight, at most three days, they can also be transferred..."

Lan Yun hesitated to speak, but of course the three cultivators could see it, "We can almost guess what you said, what is your opinion?"

Lan Yun frowned, "My opinion is that we make the dumplings backwards."

In the deacon hall, there was a sudden exclamation, making dumplings backwards, this is too courageous, even the three monks who turned into gods were slightly surprised, "We don't seem to have enough people, we can only consume a little bit."

This is also what made Lan Yun depressed, but the monk who came back to report the news couldn't help but sneered when he heard what the three seniors said, "How do you know that those people from the Water Moon Sect are still making dumplings? Still alive, among a hundred thousand high-ranking Zomun, or already dead."

Lan Yun glared at him angrily. Of course she had a basis for what she said. She could survive for a few days under the siege of millions of Zomeng people without a magic robe on her body. She still didn't believe it. , with Lingbao robes, even a mere day, I can't stand it, dare to curse them to death, I will make you look good in a while.

"If they are really so helpless, I don't think I need to say that Sifangjie was probably taken over by the demons passed down from the Demon Realm as early as 200 years ago. As far as I know, the monks in Sifangjie, because they often want to Fighting against demons together, so the ability to cooperate is better than the other, they are from the same family, and they don't have to worry about back problems, so the survival rate is over 90.00%."

The first cultivator of Transforming God nodded, "That's right, but we always need someone to check their current situation. If it's true as Ye Xiaoyou said, it's not impossible to turn around once. Who of you will check?"

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, no one gnaws, this mission is a narrow escape, so in the end everyone's eyes are on Lan Yun, everyone knows that she came back from the depths of the battlefield .

Of course, Lan Yun was worried about Wang Min and the others, so he could only take this task by himself, "I'll go."

"Hahaha, okay, my little friend is very courageous, you go and check it out, if the matter is as you said, I will mobilize several other people to focus on killing the high-level Zuomeng people on the south gate first, of course, if the matter is true You must come back as soon as possible." Throw her a signal firework, "After the matter is completed, the investigation mission will be based on the standard of the first-level mission, ten Ziji Tianhuo."

In the main hall, there was a sound of gasping, and many people were regretting why they didn't accept this task. Lan Yun was overjoyed, "Yes." Holding the fireworks, he continued to teleport towards the south gate, fearing that someone would He stole her job and could be a deacon, but there are also many related households.

When he re-entered the Xiyou battlefield and saw the Zomeng people, Lan Yun actually felt like a fish in water, his footsteps flew in the wrong direction, and Sanyehong opened the way ahead, passing through many low-level Zomong people, killing the Zomong people , Earning points is really the easiest and most lucrative job in her cultivation career.

When I got closer, I finally found something wrong. There was no water vapor on the surface of the Xiyou battlefield, and not a single grass grew. However, the high-level Zuomeng people were clearly full of water vapor, giving people the feeling that it was like a scene. light rain.

"Water Moon Sect would like to thank you fellow daoists for your help," Shui Ling'er's voice came from afar, "...our sisters are not made of mud. Since we dare to make calculations, we must have the courage to take responsibility. I, Shui Ling'er, am alone in this matter. Next, please fellow Taoists, be a witness.”

As soon as these words came out, Xingji, Wu Qing, and the others changed their faces together, and the people who held the Xing Luozong backed away little by little. place so far.

Li Weiyang and the others in the southwest corner also felt something was wrong, but they didn't see that the monks in the Sifangjie kept their expressions and separated from the original high-ranking Zuomeng people.

"Hmph, I'd like to see what skills they have." A senior brother next to Li Weiyang stared viciously at the Shuiyue Sect surrounded by countless high-ranking Zomeng people. After eating, the waist card only has seven faces. There are so many brothers and sisters, it is not enough points, so I am going to make plans early.

Lan Yun stepped up and rushed towards him, and stopped suddenly, because in the distance, Shui Ling'er suddenly rose into the air recklessly, and kept using two-handed techniques, "Shui Ling in the world, listen to my orders, the water spirit resonates."

(End of this chapter)