As the god-transforming monk led everyone to the front, his spiritual sense slightly swept and found several hidden stakes from the surrounding area.

This made him sneer, handed the message into the army, and then sent a message: "Who will pull these secret whistles with me?"

"I'll do it!"

Just as the god-transforming monk asked, several people immediately flashed out. One of them was dressed in white clothes, which was particularly eye-catching. But when everyone looked closely, they were just a Qi-refining monk.

This made the god-transforming monk stunned. You must know that those who can go to the front line of the Southern Barbarian battlefield must be the foundation-building monk at the very least.

This is not to say that there are no Qi-refining cultivators, but most of them are from great sects or geniuses who come to practice. Either they have the ability to kill more than level and appear everywhere in the battlefield.

But these disciples are often not treasures from various sects, how could they be willing to live behind the enemies of the Southern Barbarians? Therefore, the god-transforming cultivator couldn't help but look at the Qi-refining cultivator for a longer time, and nodded:

"According to the pre-war proposal, whether this time can minimize the losses depends on whether you are fighting this first battle!"

"yes!"

The monks clasped their fists and touched the stakes pointed out by the god-transformed monks in extreme seclusion.

The Qi-refining cultivator actually picked up a tough stubble inside, which made the god-transforming cultivator surprised and said, "Who is this? It seems that his subordinates are quite tough, why are they trapped in the Southern Barbarians?"

The Nascent Soul monks from Black Stone Mountain had a wide communication and said with a glance: "Mr. Yuan doesn't know anything. This person's name is Lu Changkong, and he is a monk in Qingning Valley. I heard that he has great achievements in puppet art. I believe Mr. Yuan will know it after a while."

Sure enough, just as the Nascent Soul monk from Black Stone Mountain finished speaking, he saw that the Qi-refining monk had secretly summoned out three foundation-building puppets.

One of the puppets lurked invisible, and at first glance it was very good at sneak attacks. The other puppet was carrying a shield and followed the white monk. When he saw this person, he was deeply impressed by the unpredictable victory and first predicted the essence of the battle, so he protected himself early.

As for the third puppet, the blood knife he was carrying was also very eye-catching. At first glance, he was good at killing moves such as one-hit killing.

This made the god-transforming cultivator nodded slightly and said, "This Qingning Valley has some skills. Could it be that there are many disciples as powerful as them? Otherwise, why did such disciples actually wander in the Southern Barbarians?"

Unexpectedly, the monk in white had not stopped praise, and the monk in white touched in a little more and actually released a golden elixir puppet like a mantis!

This made the god-transforming monk lose his indifferent expression for the first time, and he said in surprise: "Golden Pill Puppet! Such a monk can also live in the Southern Barbarians!!"

"If you don't want to say anything else, just say that during this period of Qi refining cultivation, there was such a spiritual sense to command a puppet with one golden elixir and three foundation building. This person's future is probably not just a resource for transforming gods!"

The Nascent Soul Cultivator from Black Stone Mountain next to him was also quite surprised: "I remember that the elders in his sect were just golden elixir cultivation. They only rely on the two Nascent Soul puppets to be famous."

"Can't this Qingning Valley actually hide its strength? Otherwise, why would such a powerful disciple not be well protected in the sect?"

Just when the two great monks were surprised, the monk in white had already touched the hidden stake. He saw his body suddenly flashing, and he was like a mantised mantis, as if he was wearing a armor on himself in an instant.

I saw that his body suddenly increased several times. From a distance, it seemed as if there was an inexplicably twisted barrier around him.

This made him almost flash in the air. The pleasure brought to him by the golden elixir puppet made him almost want to roar to the sky.

However, he also knew that it would be too difficult to control the Golden Pill puppet with his own strength. If he hadn't put several magical armor horses on his body in advance, he would have to tear him to pieces just by just a few flashes of air.

However, this benefit was also huge. He suddenly darkened his body. Then he seemed to suddenly jump out of the lurking bottom of the water. With a "swish", he saw that the two huge mantis swords on his hands were like dark sickles.

With a "puff" flash, it directly penetrated into the other party's suddenly tense body.

"Hiss!" However, although he hit the target with one blow, Lu Changkong did not hold back.

Because he knew that most spiritual monks were transformed by various spiritual objects, they were all refined to be extremely hard. Many of them had strange characteristics such as extremely flexible, sticky, and liquid, which made many human monks suffer great losses.

So after he inserted it, the cross mantis crossed in an instant, and it suddenly slashed in the other person's body like a low sob.

I saw that the stakes of the spirit clan fell down extremely cleanly in an instant, even as fast as if a breeze swept through, and then they returned to death as quiet as if they were silent again.

"Okay!" With Lu Changkong taking the lead in taking action, the remaining several stakes were wiped out as if they were cut into pieces.

Except for a monk who met an extremely strange spiritual monk, he could temporarily escape his body into the void. Therefore, he took a little effort to kill him.

However, this alarmed the team of the spirit clan. Therefore, when the god-transforming monk saw this situation, he waved his hand without hesitation:

"Don't hold back! Take action now!"

"yes!"

In an instant, all the human monks showed their appearance, and rushed towards the spiritual clan's team like a tiger descending a mountain, under the leadership of the leading god-transforming monk.

However, the moment the god-transforming monk flew out, he glanced at the Qingning Valley monk he had noticed before. I wonder if it was because the Jindan puppet was too burdened, but the monk suddenly stopped at the edge of the battlefield and did not rush into it with him.

However, this thought only took a moment in his mind, and immediately raised his hand and shot out a spell that covered the whole audience, shouting:

"The power of heaven descends, and all the cultivators are shouting together!"

In an instant, the monks all seemed to have risen to a small realm, and the fighting spirit in their hearts burned.

However, just as everyone was about to slaughter the spiritual monks again, a bold voice suddenly sounded, and he laughed loudly: "It's indeed a group of buzzing flies! This time, where do you still run away!"

After saying that, a giant palm covering the sky, like a giant spirit god descending to earth, he headed towards the spiritual monks below.

"Not good! We're trapped!"

Seeing this, the god-transforming monk did not know that he was ambushed by the enemy. He couldn't help but his eyes were so angry that he shouted: "Get back!" After that, he suddenly shook his hand from his sleeve and called out a talisman.

It turns out that this is the life-saving talisman left to him when the three sects were about to leave, which can borrow the main attack of the three sects.

However, the original meaning of the Three Sects was to save their lives. Unexpectedly, he used one on the spot after only ten days.

Although they temporarily blocked the guards, everyone hurriedly retreated out. However, they did not expect that there was a crackling sound like bone rubbing outside, and they smiled coldly:

"Since you're here, why not stay it!" After saying that, he saw a huge skeleton-like palm, like a ghost claw, and also caught the green fire with green phosphorus.

"It's bitter!"

The god-transforming monk didn't expect to leave the tiger's mouth and enter the wolf's den again. He had to bite the bullet and shoot out another life-saving talisman, and finally rushed out.

However, what made his heart bleeding was that he could only hear a few "ahhh" sounds behind him. It was obvious that the monk who had no time to withdraw had been hit by the other party's poisonous hands.

"Let's go! Go quickly!" But this god-transforming monk was probably scared by Fuwei and Hei Ashi, and he didn't dare to go back and took most of the remaining monks, like a stray dog, and fled further away.

"snort!"

Although he did not completely beat the monks of the righteous path in one go, he destroyed the other party’s two trump cards. He still made the Fuwei stare at the other party’s retreating figure and laugh happily:
Chapter completed!