Chapter 243 The power of golden elixir (please subscribe, please collect)
Some monks who originally wanted to make meritorious deeds and claim to be superior in strength, who wanted to make meritorious deeds, submit certificates of merit, and charge at the front, were unable to resist this special sound attack.
The luckier monks vomited blood and flew back. The remaining monks who were more unlucky and were at the core of the sound attack, unable to dodge, also had a lot of people who died on the spot, including some late-stage foundation-building monks.
This scene made Sun Mingsheng and others, who had never made the first move, secretly sigh at their luck. Faced with a counterattack of this level, the monks in the foundation-building stage were truly injured and killed upon impact.
"The Phantom Spirit Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and each generation has been steadily passed down by Golden Core monks. I don't know how much energy has been invested in the mountain protection formation over the years. This power is really enviable." Sun Mingzeng's eyes lit up. There is no fear at all, but more of expectations for the future.
"Using the power of the great formation to infinitely amplify the characteristics of the Immortal Court Immortal depicted in it, and borrowing the Immortal's prestige to kill the enemy. This fantastic idea is obviously not something that can be completed in a short time. Today's battle is probably more... It’s even more difficult than I imagined.”
"Ming Sheng, Ming Zeng, the Beast Control Sect will not wait indefinitely. We will not wait too long for the time to go into battle. Don't be fooled by external things. Everything is based on your own safety."
Sun Shengyuan looked solemn. The explosion of the formation obviously put a lot of pressure on him. If one of them could not cope with it, it would probably cause a lot of casualties. This would be difficult for the Sun family, which only had six foundation-building monks to support it. It is unacceptable to say that it is clearly a thorn in the side.
"We will keep your great-grandfather's advice in mind and never act recklessly."
Sun Mingsheng had always raised his vigilance level to the highest level in his heart. The Illusion Sect was best at illusions. The mountain-protecting formation was essentially an illusion formation. From the moment he sacrificed the formation-breaking beads to the counterattack just now, , it is always a genuine head-on confrontation.
As a phantom formation, the true power has not been shown at all. For any monk, this is the most terrifying point.
Compared with other formations with various attributes, only the phantom formation is a relatively special existence that can silently take people's lives, especially for some monks who are born with weak spiritual consciousness.
However, because he had no personal experience or observation about this, Sun Mingsheng only had a doubt in his mind, so he did not raise it rashly. He just treated it as a question and prepared to continue observing it before officially attacking the formation. Reminder again.
The first wave of monks retreated in vain, not even breaking the light shield of the formation, and using the sound attack spirit technique of the Giant Spirit God, they killed several of the most ferocious late-stage foundation-building monks.
This wave of monks are special beings who are used to serve as cannon fodder and pay certificates of surrender. They naturally have some understanding of their own destiny. They are just forced to carry out the first wave of offensive missions due to reality, and their own morale is naturally not too high.
The casualties that had just appeared and the counterattacks of various heavenly soldiers and generals, shrimp soldiers and crab generals, immediately completely extinguished the only thought of establishing meritorious deeds in their hearts, and retreated like a swarm of bees.
"It should be time for us to take action. This time the Phantom Spirit Sect has lost its meaning of surprising and attacking the unprepared, and should truly demonstrate the power of the Phantom Array. We do not have the spiritual treasure to restrain the Phantom Array, so we must keep the Spirit Platform clear. You must not fall into it and be unable to extricate yourself." As time went by, the look on Sun Shengyuan's face became more solemn, and he seemed to have sensed the approaching crisis.
Sun Mingsheng and Sun Mingsheng did not say anything clearly, but nodded fiercely in agreement. At the same time, they began to cultivate their favorite spiritual weapons in their dantian, ensuring that they were at their peak at any time and could explode with the strongest strength and combat effectiveness at a moment's notice. .
"You are an affiliated family under the Royal Beast Sect. You have enjoyed the protection of the sect for generations. Until now, there will be no changes in the rewards and distribution of spoils promised by the sect. I also ask all fellow Taoists to fight hard." Half an hour later , several supervising teams composed of late-stage foundation-building monks who were inner disciples of the Beast Control Sect appeared.
"Attack when ordered, retreat when ordered, retreat without orders, and the supervising team will be beheaded on the spot."
The faces of the late-stage foundation-building monks were full of murderous intent. They seemed eager to jump up immediately and vent all their anger on the bodies of the monks in front of them. Of course, the more purpose was to create a shock.
"We will obey your orders"
Whether intimidated by the mighty strength of the Beast Control Sect or tempted by the spoils of war, the morale of the family monks who have thrived under the protection of the Beast Control Sect for generations is still good and has not been affected by the previous defeat. fear.
Except for a very small number of monks who looked cautious, the remaining monks rushed forward and fought bravely for loot and opportunities.
After all, for the family monks in front of them, there are treasures almost everywhere on Baosi Lingshan. As long as they gain something from them, they can improve their own cultivation and enjoy endless enjoyment.
Perhaps there are very few spiritual objects that assist in condensing golden elixirs from the outside world, but all the monks firmly believe that for the five major sects that rule the entire Song Dynasty, there must be enough information and storage in the treasure house. This is very important for a group of foundation builders. It has great appeal to later monks.
After all, for most monks, lacking powerful auxiliary spiritual objects, wanting to cross the trench between foundation building and golden elixir is like a distant goal that cannot be achieved at all.
The supervising team composed of monks from the Beast Control Sect was quite satisfied with the response of the monks, and the Beast Control Sect did not rashly control them to die. The first to take action were the four Golden Core Stage monks.
Lingyi Sect and Sword Control Sect also made the same choice. A total of twelve Golden Core Stage monks stood shining in the air.
These Golden Core monks will not launch waves of attacks at this time, but more just to show their own style and boost morale.
"We have combined the power of the three sects. Why don't you fellow Taoists open the door and surrender? We are all monks in the Song Dynasty. God has the virtue of good life, so naturally we will not kill them all."
"If you still resist stubbornly, when we break the formation, we will kill them all and cut off the inheritance of the Phantom Spirit Sect."
The late Jindan cultivator from the Sword Controlling Sect, who was strong and had a bad temper, shouted loudly, stepped on a giant sword, and yelled in a menacing manner.
At the same time, the twelve golden elixir monks belonging to different sects also showed their aura one after another. Auras of soaring sky rose up, disturbing the quietly standing clouds in the sky. This was shocking. The effect of force can be imagined.
"We haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, and Taoist friend Shao is still so irritable. What's the point of bullying the small? How about we decide the winner between you and me?" A trembling voice like a waning candle floated above all the golden ones. Dan monk's body.