Meng Xueli and others are located in the depression of the valley.
Blue and white clouds floated, the grass was green underfoot, there were insects rustling in the forest, and the cool and moist breeze blew on the face. Compared with the twilight desert that I walked through just now, this place is really comfortable.
The secret realm is a world of its own. In this relatively closed and independent space, the mountains, rivers, vegetation, birds and beasts are real, the clear sky above the head, the sun, the moon, and the stars and rivers are just illusions created by the breath of mirages.
Deep valleys, jungles, grasses. When Meng Xueli first saw this place, he felt that it was very suitable for an ambush.
When the sharp and breaking wind sounded from all directions and arrows rained down, he even had a feeling of 'it really is'.
"Who is hiding his head and showing his tail, sneaking around!" Zhang Suyuan finished drinking, and the three long swords hummed out of their sheaths at almost the same time.
"Clearly!"
The sharp sword shadows intertwined, forming a three-sided barrier, the arrows were swept by the fast sword, and flew backwards into the depths of the jungle.
They are outstanding disciples of the younger generation of Hanshan. They are from the same school and practice the same swordsmanship. When traveling together, they cooperate to defend against the enemy. There is no need to say much about the tacit understanding of battle and the speed of reaction. At this time, they were in a three-legged situation, and Meng Xueli was tightly protected in the sword screen.
Meng Xueli stood at the center, and the arrows engraved with runes were smashed into the grass and pierced into the grass around them. The momentum of the arrows remained unabated, making a dull blasting sound. A storm is coming.
Suddenly the rainstorm stopped, the deep forest was silent for a moment, and the three Hanshan disciples were a little stunned. They had just entered the secret realm, and they were ambushed before they were prepared. Now they have just entered the fighting state, and there is no movement on the opposite side.
Suddenly, Meng Xueli shouted, "Spread away!"
With the tip of his spear on the ground, he used his strength to support him, and his body suddenly rose, jumping straight out of the center of the sword screen.
The sound was like thunder, and the three of them subconsciously listened to the order and quickly retreated back. Almost at the same time, the huge explosion sounded deafening, and the entire field of vision was only dazzling white light.
"boom!"
The smoke and dust filled the air, and the earth and stone splashed. In front of the three people's swords, they saw a deep pit with a diameter of ten feet in front of where they were standing. Sporadic firelight ignited the blades of grass, and smoke bursts.
A blasting talisman was played on the opposite side, but it did not cause damage to them.
Talismans are complicated to make, expensive to make, and more flexible than magic weapons. They are often used as a life-saving weapon for practitioners in battle.
On the same day, Que Xianming came to Hanshan to rescue Meng Xueli, saying that the demon fire would leave traces, so he had to use these human things, and then sacrificed a blasting talisman. The ability to blow up the Hanshan plank road with the formation method shows the great power.
Meng Xueli said to his companions through a sound transmission: "Five people, barrier-breaking realm, equipped with a repeating crossbow, and quick in movement." When shooting arrows, the body is light and fast, so the position is not easy to determine.
"Elder Meng? Where are you?" Zhang Suyuan asked in shock.
There was chaos all over the place, and the vast smoke and dust covered the sky and the sun. Only Meng Xueli's voice transmission could be heard, but his figure was not seen. His voice fell, and four black shadows swept out from the jungle and deep grass. The four were wrapped in black cloaks that concealed their breath, their faces could not be seen clearly.
It turned out that the short pause was just a gap for the opposite side to put away the quiver and replace it with short soldiers.
However, the three of Han Shan were reminded that they were well prepared and formed a sword formation once again.
"Zheng!"
When the swords collided, Zhang Suyuan's heart sank. The realm of both sides was similar, and they both cooperated tacitly. Meng Xueli, who was not the focus of the early stage, was reluctantly supported by three to four on his side. Elder Meng said that there are five people on the other side, and one other person must still be hiding in the forest, looking for an opportunity to raid...
He thought about this, and suddenly heard a shrill scream, resounding through the jungle!
No, Elder Meng is dangerous!
Just now, Meng Xueli did not retreat but advanced, grabbing the moment before the explosion of the talisman, swept through the air, and jumped into the forest.
After the rain of arrows came the blasting talisman, and after the talisman was the melee combat. Meng Xueli thought to himself, where did these people come from? The style of play is quite particular, and he is willing to invest his money.
Everyone has their own purpose in entering the secret realm, and like-minded people can form a team.
The core disciples of the major sects want to win the ranking, and the younger disciples just want to gain knowledge and accumulate valuable experience.
The disciples of the small sect did not have the ambition to compete for the ranking. They collected rare ores and spiritual grasses in the secret territory and sold them to the refiners and alchemists to earn some spiritual stones for the sect and themselves.
Those who lack materials should collect resources, and those who have personal hatred should take the opportunity to take revenge.
Even if someone is staring at him, the entry point of the secret realm is completely random, how can it be so coincidental
As he thought, he swept away, squinting at a certain direction between the dense leaves of the tall trees, holding the gun body with both hands, and flattening the long gun horizontally, shaking slightly.
The sharp spear tip, like an arrow from the string, shot out in an instant, passed through the gap between the blades of grass, and disappeared without a trace.
After a breath, the three people in Han Shan and the four people in black cloaks heard a shrill scream at the same time, still filled with unbelievable surprise.
The ambushers heard the sound and attacked even more fiercely.
Meng Xueli didn't know, and the other side was thinking the same question—how could it be so coincidental
Everyone came to the secret realm for the first time and was completely unfamiliar with the environment.
This team is a loose cultivator who bought a jade talisman. They pride themselves on their high combat power and are good at ambush.
They also don't know who will pass by here and watch the dishes. I never thought that the first fat sheep was particularly plump, but it was Ji Xiao Taoist companion Meng Xueli.
Meng Xueli's cultivation base is not good, and his status is special. If he wants to save his life in the secret realm, he must bring countless magical tools and elixir, any one of which is a rare treasure.
Their idea was not wrong, even the head of Hanshan and the peak masters also told Meng Xueli: "Bring as many things as you need to use them."
Practitioners who do not want to be controlled by the sect or betray the sect for some reason become loose cultivators wandering around. There is no sect in the back to rely on support, and can only rely on themselves to work hard, and the road is even more difficult. Under such conditions, a strong person who can cultivate to the barrier-breaking realm will naturally have stronger combat power than the ordinary barrier-breaking realm.
This team is like this, thinking that the disciples of the sect will only fight in the ring, do not understand the real battle in the natural environment, and are naive and stupid. When I met the robber, the first sentence actually asked 'who
They transmitted each other's voices to determine the details of the raid, and Meng Xueli was the weakest breakthrough.
Even if the arrow rain was useless, the blasting talisman should have dispersed the three-person sword formation. But from the moment Meng Xueli jumped out of the sword screen, things became out of control.
He was brisk and could barely avoid the blast range. The head of the gun was fired as a hidden weapon, and it was three inches long. The man who was proficient at sneaking and preparing for a surprise attack was pierced by his shoulder blade and nailed to the tree trunk, and the blood flowed wildly.
Then he turned back to join the seven-man battle. The long stick swept across, and it hit the four barrier-breaking realms to the left and right, unable to fight back.
Meng Xueli chopped melons and vegetables as easily as he turned around and said to the shocked Hanshan disciple, "All retreat."
The three did not dare to leave him alone to fight, and refused to retreat.
An angry voice sounded from a certain black cloak: "He's not Meng Xueli, it's a disguise mask! We've fallen for it!"
Meng Xueli felt a little speechless, and was about to overturn this person with a shot, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred!