Chapter 104 Hunting the White Lion
Unexpectedly, Bai Shi's magical power was so powerful that he not only sacrificed a defensive magic weapon, but also forced out the only second-level low-grade defensive talisman on his body.
After losing his strongest defense, Qian Guangyao couldn't help but frown tightly. He glanced at the twenty or thirty Qi Refining monks he brought below. If reinforcements didn't come, he would probably have to save himself first. Consider the alternative.
The white lion was about to attack again, but a sword light from the distance had already killed him, and an old man with white hair and a simple appearance had appeared in Qian Guangyao's eyes.
The visitor is Huang Chengliang, the oldest foundation-building monk in the Huang family. This veteran monk has been building foundations for more than a hundred years. His fighting experience is far beyond that of ordinary people. Seeing that Qian Guangyao's situation is a bit tight, Huang Chengliang's flying sword flashes quickly under his feet. To change, he actually used a quick step, which increased his speed in a short time, and he joined the battle in just a moment.
Seeing that the reinforcements had arrived, Qian Guangyao was also shocked and began to switch from defense to offense. The two of them worked together to slowly stabilize the situation.
However, the Qi refining monks brought by the Qian family below were gradually unable to withstand it. They were divided into several parts by nearly a hundred monsters. Many monks had already suffered casualties.
In order to provide quick support, Huang Chengliang left the Qi Refining monks below and came alone. It would take at least some time for the monks under him to get here.
There weren't many low-level monsters on Chifeng Ridge, but I didn't expect that this white lion not only had a fierce temper, but also had some intelligence. After occupying this place, it had subdued many monsters in the nearby places in the past few years, and also Gathering them here also made the number of monsters on Chifengling somewhat exceed the Huang family's previous estimate for this place.
Qian Guangyao saw that the Qi Refining cultivator below could no longer withstand it. After exchanging glances with Huang Chengliang, Qian Guangyao was about to go down and help the Qi Refining cultivator below.
Unexpectedly, he had just escaped from the fight, and the white lion suddenly changed its direction, got rid of Huang Chengliang's entanglement, and fled down the mountain.
"No, this evil beast is going to run away. Fellow Daoist Qian, don't worry about it for now. Come with me to stop it. Don't let it run away like this."
Seeing that the white lion was trying to escape, Huang Chengliang quickly shouted to Qian Guangyao not far away, and then took the lead and quickly chased the white lion in the direction of escape.
Qian Guangyao looked down, then at Huang Chengliang who was chasing the white lion. After hesitating for a moment, he stamped his feet and chased in the direction of Huang Chengliang.
Fortunately, once the white lion left, the monsters on the mountain no longer felt so suppressed, and gradually relaxed their attack on the human monks. Taking this opportunity, many monks who were entangled by the monsters escaped from the monsters' pursuit. out.
The White Lion's cultivation level was higher than that of Huang Chengliang and Qian Guangyao, and his escape speed was slightly faster than the two of them. He quickly ran down the mountain.
The Qi Refining monks who were responsible for guarding this place were frightened when they saw the huge white lion that was far larger than an ordinary first-level monster flying over. They hid in the rocks on both sides one after another, and even the ones guarding this place were frightened. I can't take care of all the tasks at the moment.
Just when the white lion thought he had escaped from here, a white sword light flew towards the white lion from the mountain ridge on one side. The sword had arrived before the person could reach him. This sharp sword light turned out to be direct. Forced back the white lion's advance.
Huang Shengxin, who was not far away, took back the flying sword he had just released. One man and one sword blocked the way of the white lion. Huang Chengliang and Qian Guangyao, not far behind, took this opportunity to surround them. The three of them surrounded the white lion. A fierce white lion surrounded him, and for a moment, the white lion seemed to have become a turtle in a urn.
The threat that Huang Chengliang and Qian Guangyao pose to the White Lion is far less than that of Huang Shengxin, the first among the eight-level Qinghe County monks.
Huang Shengxin is only over 130 years old, but he has already reached the eighth level of foundation building. In the entire Qinghe County for nearly a thousand years, there are only a handful of monks like him who have any hope of forming a pill.
Although the current patriarch of the Huang family usually likes to practice hard in the cave and rarely goes down the mountain, since he established the foundation, he has not seen anything that can attract his attention in this three-acre land in Qinghe County. opponent.
The reason why the Huang family spent so much effort to come to Chifengling to encircle and suppress the white lion this time was actually not for the secondary spiritual vein of Chifengling, but for the spiritual object of this rare monster white lion. , used to help him break through to the ninth level of foundation building quickly.
Revenge for the low-level monks and mortals in the family, and eradicate the hidden danger of a monster in Qinghe County. These things were all done casually, otherwise there would not be such a big battle. In order to be sure, a lot of money was spent. At a price, the Qian family, who was good friends with the Huang family, was invited.
As the other two groups of Huang family monks responsible for attacking the mountain rushed to the battlefield, more than a hundred low-level monsters on the mountain were also beaten and ran around, losing the leadership of the white lion. These different types of monsters They didn't know how to cooperate, and some started to attack each other because of their nature.
Low-level monsters are not smart enough, and it is difficult to defeat monks of the same level under normal circumstances. It did not take long for this large group of monsters to be completely defeated by the Qinghe County monks, and the rest fled down the mountain. .
The Song family monks who were guarding at the foot of the mountain had always been lucky and did not encounter large groups of monsters. Until the end of the battle, they had only killed four monsters together, and their performance could only be considered average.
There were nearly two hundred low-level monsters. Except for the direction where the white lion broke out, there were more than a dozen, and the rest were all blocked by them on the mountain, and they soon met their fate.
Although White Lion has great magical powers, it is a pity that he encountered Huang Shengxin, a superior monk in the late stage of foundation building. After resisting for a long time, he still could not escape the fate of defeat.
A burst of shrill screams came from the air. The monks in the distance looked at it and saw large rains of blood falling down. The huge body of the white lion fell on the ground. There was a roar, a sword in one hand and a sword in the other. Huang Shengxin, who was holding a huge lion head, slowly landed on the ground.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist Qian, for your hard work. As agreed in advance, all the spiritual objects on the mountain belong to you. You'd better go and have a look quickly, lest the juniors below don't know the importance and pick a few secretly, and you will suffer the consequences of being dumb. ” Huang Shengxin reminded Qian Guangyao meaningfully when he wanted to come over and see the white lion’s body.
As soon as Qian Guangyao heard this, his expression suddenly changed, he laughed and said with his hands raised: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Huang, for reminding me. I will go to the mountain to see if there are any missing monsters. I will leave this to the two fellow Taoists." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Guangyao didn't dare to stay too long. He released his flying sword and turned into a stream of light and flew towards the top of the mountain.
It wasn't until Qian Guangyao's body turned into a black dot and disappeared into the air that Huang Shengxin turned around and Huang Chengliang began to command the nearby Huang family's Qi refining disciples to start cleaning up the place, dividing the white lion into several parts and loading them separately. They had already prepared several storage bags.