Chapter 181

Whether it's Qiyun mountain guarding Chifeng fort, or being conquered by qianjianzong, the idea of Quarrying and mining is inseparable from these bitter slaves.

There are many bitter slave eyes are hidden in the faint excitement, secretly connect, intend to take advantage of the red maple fort was captured when the chaos to escape.

Chen Xun also hesitated. He didn't like Qiyun mountain, but he couldn't find a place for him to hide, cultivate spiritual power and wash spiritual pulse except for Chifeng castle.

At the same time, Chifeng fort was really to be conquered by qianjianzong. Qianjianzong would check all the slaves and use other means of control again. If Chen Xun wanted to stay, it was difficult to ensure that he would not show his legs in the process.

The reason why Chen Xun was able to easily join the slave team of Chifeng castle before was that Wei Che, the true disciple of Qiyun mountain, was too proud to show his mental skill to the captives. That's why Chen Xun easily muddled through. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for him to hide his accomplishments in front of Wei Che, who was at the peak of his later life.

A huge earthquake in Chifeng Fort almost overturned the whole ground. Some of them couldn't prevent it. They were thrown high by the huge earthquake, and the bricks and stones on their heads fell, causing everyone to cry.

Through the vent hole, Chen Xun saw a corner of the night sky outside the red maple fort, the flames were shining and the sword shadow was crisscrossing. From the vent hole came a scream of panic:

"no, the people of qianjianzong are attacking again!"

Chen Xun's mind was awe inspiring. He didn't care about the other bitter slaves who were howling and escaping from the falling rocks. He retreated to the corner of the dungeon, crossed his knees and meditated. He solved the magic of hiding the spirit pulse, collected the spirit power from the dark ice lake, and refined the spirit talisman that the Qiyun mountain disciples had cast in his body.

Whether to go or stay depends on the situation, but in a critical moment, you can't keep the game controlled by others in your own body.

"Wu Xun!"

Outside the dungeon door, Chen Xun was surprised. Looking up, he saw two red maple Fort managers yelling outside, urging the guards to open the iron door of the dungeon.

Chen Xun didn't expect to be so unlucky. As soon as he refined yixinfu, the steward of Chifeng Castle ran down to him. He quietly gathered two sword formulas in the dark. If there was something wrong with the two managers, he would not hesitate to kill out of the red maple Fort first.

"It's time for you to make contributions. As long as you can help keep Chifeng fort, you will report to zongmen in the future to relieve your labor and let them go and stay. However, I don't think you need me to remind you of the power of jiexinfu any more... " Two wardens called their names and surnames next to the prison, and called out all the hard slaves with accomplishments from the prison.

Chen Xun didn't expect that the two wardens came down to the dungeon and asked them to help defend Chifeng castle. He sneered in his heart. Chifeng castle had reached the point where they wanted bitter slaves to help defend. It can be seen that they didn't resist for long.

Chen Xun didn't like Qishan Yunshu. How could he risk exposure to help guard Chifeng castle? However, he thought that this was no doubt an opportunity for him to get away. He was not afraid that he would be found abnormal. For the moment, he stood still and climbed out of the dungeon to the high wall with the other 17 or 18 slaves.

Less than two thousand meters away on the other side of the Shixi River in chifengbao, there were thirty or forty thousand sword monks in red and yellow clothes. Their magic weapons were fiercely attacked by the defensive formation. For a moment, the magic light from the magic weapons collided with the five color forbidden light from the formation, making a thunderous burst. Like a group of fireworks, they also made a dark night Shine.

Under such a fierce attack, the defense prohibition of Chifeng Fort seems to be in danger. The five color aura formed by the prohibition fluctuates endlessly. It seems that it can be broken at any time, which is much weaker than the last time it was started.

Qiyun mountain six guard friars, are standing on the high wall, looking at this scene dignified. As if wearing a sword with a thousand pearls, the old master's defense turned into a white sword.

Chen Xun estimated that qianjianzong had 20 monks in huantaijing this time, including four or five in the later period of huantaijing, which was almost twice as powerful as the first raid.

The defense of Chifeng castle was still lacking. Chen Xun didn't think that with six monks guarding the castle, he could beat back the attack of qianjianzong. Although they walked up the high wall, a middle-aged monk in a scholar's gown repeated his words and promised them that as long as they helped defend Chifeng castle and made great achievements, they could join the clan of Qiyun mountain. Chen Xun just thought about how to get rid of them.

At this time, the clan of Qiyun mountain didn't send any reinforcements. Either Qianjian sect implemented the strategy of encircling the site and using Chifeng Fort as bait, they actually set up heavy troops on the half way and killed the reinforcements sent by Qiyun mountain. Or Qianjian sect directly sent people to encircle Qiyun mountain, so Qiyun mountain had no ability to send reinforcements.

No matter what point, Qiyun mountain can't protect itself. At this time, even his life may not be saved. Even if he has the opportunity to join Qiyun mountain, it doesn't have much temptation.

However, in his mind, Chen Xun and other bitter slaves obediently took over the weapons issued by the castle guard friars."What kind of weapon are you good at?"

"Sword." Chen Xun said, and took a black iron Epee from the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged friar in a scholar's gown, holding a blue jade handle and a purple fan, and two other young monks who were still born, took Chen Xun, the bitter slaves, down the high wall, dived out of the secret gate of Chifeng castle, and divided into three groups to encircle the other side of Shixi river.

After Jin Dynasty entered the realm of reincarnation, the power of cultivating spiritual power, imperial weapon, sword formula and technique is far beyond the power of scattered cultivation in the realm of true Yang. However, when it comes to the strength of physical body, in addition to the practitioners who follow the path of cultivating body by gods and demons, the ordinary monks in the realm of reincarnation are not much better than the martial arts and Manwu in the realm of Qingyang.

The middle-aged literati wanted to lead them to sneak around and fight with the friars of qianjianzong. Chen Xun could understand, but he didn't understand what confidence the middle-aged literati had. He decided that the friars of qianjianzong had no defense, so he told them to approach quietly?

Although the middle-aged literati promised to kill an enemy to enter the clan, Chen Xun still had a heart, holding a black iron sword in his hand, and quietly fell behind the encircling team.

Just after crossing the Shixi River, a huge ring of fire with a diameter of 100 Zhang suddenly rises in the center of the canyon.

The ring of fire and the pillar of fire rose up, seven or eight feet long. The two Ku Nu Cuo, who were walking in the front, were unable to defend themselves. They immediately made the pillar of fire burn to ashes, and they didn't even have time to scream.

Although the fire ring array temporarily laid by qianjianzong was not rooted in the spirit pulse or spirit acupoint, and could not last for long, it was enough to remind and warn. In a flash, the friars of qianjianzong split out more than ten sword lights from the magic weapons attacking Chifeng castle and cut them this way

At present, the three or five bitter slaves were immediately cut into melons and vegetables, and they were cut into different places by the sword light. Chen Xun took Wu tietie as the shield and stood behind him to block a sword cut. He took the opportunity to roll down the stone stream to avoid the sight of thousand sword sect friars.

The black iron sword in his hand was broken into two pieces, and a little sword Qi intruded into his body. Chen xunchen quietly melted the sword Qi under the stream. He couldn't make sure for a moment whether he would continue to hide in the stone stream as a corpse or flee back to Chifeng Castle behind other slaves.

The friars of qianjianzong found that the bitter slaves of Chifeng castle were out of the castle, so they immediately killed them.

Qianjianzong takes the sword as its name, and the sword spirit of the imperial envoy, the disciple of Qingyang realm at the peak, is extremely fierce; the sword of Taijing monk can cut all iron.

A bitter slave in Chifeng castle can crack the sword with ordinary iron. How can people be relieved if they don't see him die with their own eyes?

Chen Xun was still hesitating when an old Qingying mirror flew over Shixi. A bright light of Qingying came out of the mirror and fell directly on him through the stream.

Chen Xun felt like he was surrounded by people after he was naked. When his mind turned, he left a shadow of the spirit in the original place, and his real body dived into the bottom of the water.

The next moment, a ray of thunder came from the ancient mirror. Through the stream, Chen Xun's spirit was directly scattered. The surging water directly crushed a piece of dead wood in the stream.

Chen Xun was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that this ancient mirror weapon was so powerful. If he hadn't been more intelligent, he would have been forced to show his deeds.

There were only seven or eight slaves left to flee back to Chifeng castle, but the middle-aged scribe and the other two monks didn't leave. Chen Xun was surprised. He thought that the middle-aged scribe had a mid-term cultivation in the fetal environment, and the other two were younger. They also entered the fetal environment. Could they not be killed by qianjianzong without any sound?

Just when Chen Xun couldn't get through the grind, there was a sudden sound of Fengming on the West Bank of Shixi. A huge Firebird rose from the red maple forest on the West Bank and rushed to the thousand sword monk in the valley 200 meters away.

It was too late for friar qianjianzong to withdraw the magic weapon from the sky above Chifeng castle. He immediately pulled out other magic weapons to resist the Firebird. When the Firebird rushed to the sky above the canyon, it was a sharp roar, and the canyon was submerged by countless fire rain

Chen Xun saw the huge Flamingo rising from the sky. Its flaming wings would be thirty or forty meters wide. It was like a phoenix bathing in fire from a blazing flame. It spewed out countless fire rain, and instantly submerged the canyon.

Seeing that both sides were attracted to the top of the canyon, Chen Xun climbed out of the stream and dodged into the grass on the bank. Then he saw the bronze mirror that had attacked him just now. At this time, he hung over the canyon and stretched out a light shield to block the fire and rain.

However, there were five monks in qianjianzong who didn't have time to hide in the shield of the bronze mirror, so they could only resist their own magic weapons.

The Firebird that gathered the aura of heaven and earth spewed out the endless rain of fire. The five friars would soon be unable to support themselves, and they would scream and die in the sea of fire.

Chen Xun didn't know what kind of flame the Firebird was shooting. It fell on the bare stone ridge and was still burning. It was like lighting all the rocks. The 100 meter wide and shallow canyon was a sea of fire, and the Firebird was still in the air, continuously spraying fire rain.

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