I open a farm in the world of cultivation

"The ancestor is dead, retreat quickly!" Two Lianxu monks died in succession, and the souls of the Shougu monks fled in all directions.

Wang Xianyi turned into a stream of light and chased after them.

Wang Xianyu opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she could no longer see Wang Xianyi.

She shook her head slightly and led the human monks to clean up the battlefield. Wang Xianyi had personality problems when she was a child. Later, she changed a lot after getting married and having children, but she still liked to act alone.

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The Wang family launched a large-scale attack on the spiritual mountain of the Tuling tribe. The first to feel the pressure were the Tumang Ridge. Although they were prepared, they still couldn't stop the Wang family monks from coming prepared, and suffered heavy losses. In just a few days, more than a dozen important sixth-level spiritual places were lost!

The Wang family monks often carried treasures such as array-breaking beads and array-breaking talismans, which could not be stopped by the sixth-level array.

Without the protection of the array, the Tumang monks could not compete with the Wang family monks at all, and suffered heavy casualties.

The Tuman tribe is just a small tribe, and the monks rely on their racial talents and physical bodies to fight. Only high-level monks have one or two low-quality magic tools.

On the other hand, the Wang family monks have magic tools, spiritual talismans, puppet beasts, and spiritual beasts.

Poor human monks may be the weaker party, because the bodies of human monks are often at a disadvantage compared to those of foreign monks, and they do not have the special racial talents and magical powers of foreign monks.

But rich human monks can definitely fight five or even ten at a time. A powerful treasure talisman can kill a foreign monk.

After the population of the Wang family exceeded 10 million, they changed the family development policy and began to shift from quantity to quality. In the past, the resources that could train ten clan members could only train one now, so the combat power naturally increased significantly, not to mention that the people who are fighting now are all outstanding people of the Wang family, and the combat power is also superior within the family.

In Tuman Ridge, hundreds of monks gathered in a hall with serious expressions.

A middle-aged man in purple robe with a beard sat in the main seat, frowning.

Sun Zong, he is the ancestor of the Tuman tribe, and he is in the early stage of fusion.

The Tuling tribe was not strong to begin with, and only supported them with some resources, and did not send anyone to come.

This already attached great importance to Tuman Ridge. After all, the Tuling tribe has 42 important strongholds, which are not enough for nine fusion cultivators. Many strongholds are only guarded by refining cultivators.

The Tuman tribe is good at cultivating spiritual medicines, especially spiritual ginseng. The environment of Tuman Ridge is very suitable for the growth of spiritual medicines, so the Tuling tribe allocated this place to them.

This can also be regarded as a kind of appreciation.

Sun Zong was able to advance to the fusion stage, and the Tuling tribe also rewarded him with a spiritual object.

Therefore, the Tuman tribe is very loyal to the Tuling tribe, and Sun Zong has no intention of surrendering.

"The Wang family has captured more than 200 sacred mountains, including 11 sixth-level sacred mountains. We have suffered heavy losses. If this continues, it won't be long before they will reach Tumeng Ridge."

A young man who looked young spoke with a low tone!

"Then strengthen the vigilance and increase the number of patrols by three times," Sun Zong ordered in a stern tone.

"Grandmaster, do we really have no reinforcements?" the young man asked unwillingly.

Sun Zong's face darkened, and he was about to scold him, when suddenly a clan member rushed in, "Grandmaster, a group of defeated soldiers escaped back. According to your instructions, I didn't let them in."

"Have you checked it?" Sun Zong asked with a frown.

"We have checked it out. It was Diao Shijie who led the team. There is no problem. Many of them were injured and they are very resentful when facing the check!"

"Sun Xiang, go and take a look. Check it again carefully. If there is no problem, let them in. Don't let them run around. Settle them in one place."

Sun Zong ordered the young man who had just spoken, and sent the young man away to prevent him from disturbing the morale of the army again!

Sun Xiang did not dare to disobey the order of the ancestor and left the hall reluctantly!

Sun Zong continued to arrange tasks. The Tuling tribe had a favor for him, and he had to repay it, but he also had to arrange some back-up plans to transfer the young talents in the tribe out.

Not long after, a huge roar suddenly sounded, and the earth shook!

"Not good," Sun Zong's face sank. He thought of something and hurriedly escaped from the hall.

In the distance, thick smoke was billowing, and a mountain was blown down. Sun Xiang was fighting with a girl in white in the air.

Sun Zong was furious. The mountain was the location of one of the formations. If one of the formations was destroyed, the defense of the formation would be reduced by at least 30%.

Sun Zong went straight to the battle group, wanting to kill the human cultivator who destroyed the formation.

But at this moment, a breeze blew, and Wang Wufeng appeared in front of him and stopped him.

The Wang family's target was not those outer sacred mountains. They had set their sights on Tumang Ridge early in the morning. They used the fleeing soldiers as a cover, restrained their breath and mixed in, successfully defrauded the Tumang cultivators and entered the formation.

For the sake of insurance, there were only two Wang family cultivators in the fleeing soldiers this time, one was Wang Wufeng, and the other was Wang Xianyi.

After they entered the formation, they immediately started fighting. Wang Xianyi was responsible for covering, and Wang Wufeng went to destroy the formation.

"Daoyou, your opponent is me, don't bully the weak," Wang Wufeng said with a playful look.

"Are you from the Wang family?" Sun Zong was a little surprised.

"Haha, isn't this obvious?" Wang Wufeng chuckled.

"Okay, fellow Daoist said not to bully the weak, don't break your promise, this place is too small, how about we go up there and fight?" Sun Zong said with narrowed eyes, fighting here will inevitably affect his clansmen, and leading Wang Wufeng away, if he can't, some of his clansmen can escape!

"Hahaha, I'll listen to you, fellow Taoist, please!" Wang Wufeng laughed wildly, and the two of them moved and fled to the sky. Soon after, dazzling spiritual light and deafening roars came from the sky!

At this moment, several Tuman Clan's Lianxu cultivators have come to support and besiege Wang Xianyi.

A gust of cold wind blew, snowflakes flew, and after a blur, they turned into white ice swords.

The ground shook, countless quicksands were generated, and the wind blew, and the sky was full of sand and dust, and the sand and dust changed shape with the wind.

A Tuman Clan cultivator showed his original form, roared, and a yellow sound wave spread out.

Multiple attacks went straight to Wang Xianyi.

Wang Xianyi did not change her face, and the golden knife in her hand shook, and countless golden sword lights surged out. She slashed towards the void, and tens of thousands of golden sword lights swept out, spinning in the air, forming a huge golden vortex.

As soon as the various attacks approached the vortex, they were sucked into it and shattered by the sharp sword light.

The golden vortex soon came in front of Sun Xiang, who was horrified. He had no Dharma image yet, so he could only show his huge body to deal with it.

With a scream, blood rain fell all over the sky, and Sun Xiang died instantly, and even his Nascent Soul could not escape.

A yellow earth mountain suddenly crashed over, and with a loud bang, the golden vortex was smashed to pieces, and the air wave rolled.

Wang Xianyi returned a knife and hit the yellow earth mountain. The yellow earth mountain shrank rapidly, a crack appeared on the surface, and flew back!

A huge yellow rabbit phantom appeared in the sky, and the rabbit's eyes were red. The rabbit phantom sprayed a ball of earthy yellow light, and a large piece of yellow earth appeared, instantly burying the sky full of sword light.

Wang Xianyi felt his hand sink, and the golden sword's spiritual light dimmed a lot!