The front-line war was tight, so the four main forces had to move their men to the rear. The Xiuxian family called again and again. Most of them were women and children, old and weak, and their defense was weak.
Originally, there were still patrol envoys left at the four main gates to prevent the small night from making trouble, and they were also supervisors of the war.
As the war became more and more fierce, the patrolling envoys were transferred to the field one after another, and the rear area was empty.
Sun Ping was originally a monk, who made a living by hunting monsters. Because of his rich experience, he was pushed as the leader by his companions.
At the age of 50, Sun Ping photographed two bottles of true evil spirit, and successfully entered the foundation period. Under his hands, he gathered more than a dozen immortals.
In the war between Wei and Song Dynasties, the rear area was empty. Sun Ping saw the chance to make a fortune.
Sun Ping is a native of ningzhou. He focuses on the family of Qinglian Wang.
The Wangs have personal grudges with Sun Ping. However, due to the influence of the Wangs, Sun Ping had to endure before, but now he has the opportunity to retaliate. Naturally, Sun Ping will not let it go.
After all, the Wang family has been a family for many years, so it is not sure that they have any cards.
Sun Ping sent ten of his men to burn, kill and plunder in Fangshi, while he stayed on the road between Qinglian mountain and Fangshi, preparing to rob and kill the Wang family''s reinforcements. If the Wang family had foundation building monks, he would withdraw.
At noon, Sun Ping''s men burned, killed and plundered the shops set up by Wang, Huang and Chen on time. They either sacrificed talismans or flying swords to attack the shops set up by the three.
All of a sudden, the three families suffered heavy losses, and they all sent notes to the family for help.
Before long, a large white cloud group flew out of Qinglian mountain towards Fangshi.
Before long, the white cloud came to the top of the mountain where Sun Ping and others were. Sun Ping''s divine sense swept away, but he didn''t find the breath of the friars in the foundation period. He was overjoyed and cried out, "let''s do it."
He sacrificed two long yellow throwing knives and chopped them at the Wangs on the white cloud.
Five gas refining monks either offered spiritual tools or talismans to attack the Wangs on the white cloud.
Wang mingzhan, the leader of the support team, saw two yellow throwing knives with amazing aura. His face changed greatly. Without saying a word, he quickly sacrificed a second-order crow puppet.
The crow puppet opened his mouth and spurted out more than ten red fire blades to meet the two yellow throwing knives.
Another clan also sacrificed a second-order crow puppet beast to resist the attack of magic weapon.
At the same time, a member of the tribe immediately sent notes to the tribe.
"Second order puppet beast! I''m rich. "
Sun Ping''s eyes are bright. He controls the magic weapon to chop Wang mingzhan and others.
Although Wang mingzhan was carrying a second-order puppet beast, he could not resist the attack of the magic weapon. He quickly crushed a second-order talisman and turned it into a thick cyan light curtain to cover everyone.
Two yellow throwing knives split on the cyan light curtain, and the cyan light curtain shook slightly twice.
Sun Ping commands his men and constantly attacks the cyan light curtain. The light of the cyan light curtain is more and more dim, and it looks like it will break up at any time.
"Who dares to touch my Wang family?"
A cold man''s voice came from the distant sky.
As soon as the voice fell, a golden light appeared in the sky. It was the Golden Eagle. Wang Mingjiang sat on the back of the Golden Eagle.
"Friar of the foundation! Damn it, how can the Wang family still have a friar who built the foundation? "
Sun Ping''s face changed greatly and cursed.
Before he started, he had made it clear that this time the four schools of the Song Dynasty had made a great effort to recruit. All the foundation building monks of the Xiuxian family had been recruited. He didn''t expect that there were foundation building monks in the Wang family, obviously dark son. If he had known that, he would not have started with the Wang family.
He quickly recalled the weapon, but just then, two second-order puppet beasts swooped down on him.
The sound of "whoosh" broke out, and dozens of red fire blades and dozens of blue lightsabers came flying.
Sun Ping hastily offered a yellow round shield in front of him.
A huge explosion sounded, and Sun Ping was safe, but his men were in bad luck. They were pierced by the red fire blade and the blue lightsaber.
The sound of "hissing" was loud, and dense blue short feet flew from it, hitting the Yellow shield. There were some small cracks on the surface of the Yellow shield.
With a sharp cry, the golden billed eagle swooped down from high altitude. Meanwhile, three second-order flying puppet beasts also swooped down from high altitude.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion sounded, the Yellow shield was smashed by the dense red fire blade and blue lightsaber, and Sun Ping himself was pierced by a large number of blue short feet.
His eyes were wide open and his face looked unbelievable.
If he had known that, he would not have done anything to the Wang family, but there was no regret medicine in the world.
Wang Mingjiang landed next to Sun Ping''s body, carefully identified it, and frowned: "it was him. I didn''t expect that he entered the foundation building period."
"Brother 21, do you know him?"
"Well, when I was hunting monsters in my early years, I had a fight with this man in order to fight for prey. He escaped at that time. I didn''t expect that he successfully built the foundation and came back to find trouble with the Wang family. By the way, brother six, you should go back to Qinglian mountain to guard against the enemy''s plan to divert the tiger from the mountain. I''ll go to Fangshi and wipe out the curfew."Wang Mingjiang takes the belongings of Sun Ping and others, sits on the back of the Golden Eagle and flies towards Fangshi, while Wang mingzhan takes his people back to Qinglian mountain.
With a second-order array, the friars of foundation building can''t take down Qinglian mountain in a short time.
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a continuous blue mountain, a white light quickly swept over the mountains.
After a dozen breaths, the white light stopped over a half moon shaped valley.
The valley is bare and looks desolate.
White light is a huge white scroll, on which Wang Changsheng and others sit.
Li Hongyuan took out a note, whispered a few words and threw it into the valley below.
Before long, a yellow light flew out of the valley, and a flash of yellow light showed Zhao Ningxiang''s figure.
Not seen for several years, Zhao Ningxiang has built three floors of foundation.
"Younger martial sister Zhao, I''m Li Hongyuan of Bailu Academy. We''ve come to garrison at the command of senior Zhao of Zixiao gate."
Li Hongyuan gave Zhao Ningxiang a bow and said politely.
"Brother ye, where are they?"
Zhao Ningxiang was full of doubts.
"Ye Daoyou, they have something to do. They can''t come here. We''re here to replace them. It''s a transfer."
As soon as Li Hongyuan raised his hand, a shining white token flew out of it with the word "medicine" on it.
Zhao Ningxiang took out a white jade plate about the size of a palm and put the token on it. The white light flashed, and dense runes appeared on the surface of the white jade plate.
"There''s no problem with the transfer. Come in with me!"
Zhao Ningxiang took out a yellow flag and threw it down. It turned into a yellow light and disappeared into the valley.
With a flash of yellow light, several buildings emerged out of thin air. There were several big stoves driving in the open space, and a large number of ores piled on the ground.
Li Hongyuan controls the white scroll and slowly drops down.
In addition to Zhao Ningxiang, there were also three monks who built the foundation. The most successful one was a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a gentle face, who built the foundation for seven stories.