Asking about longevity

The Qian family retreated.

Qian Zhongxuan was puzzled along the way. Where did the magic come from?

Monster hunters should not be good at spells.

"Could it be that old man Yu Changlin did it himself?"

Qian Zhongxuan shook his head, "No, the spiritual power is too weak. It seems that it may not even be available in the later stages of Qi refining."

But in such a humble realm, how could the magic be spread so far?

Qian Zhongxuan was puzzled and could only curse in his heart:

"Well, Yu Changlin, you turned out to be quite insidious in hiding such a skill!"

But only Elder Yu knew that he was wrongly accused this time, because the sinister person was really not him...

Seeing the Qian family retreating, Mo Hua stood up, dusted himself off with a smile on his face.

"Fireball is so fun!"

Elder Yu was also a little impressed. He patted Mo Hua's shoulder and praised: "Not bad, the spell is used in a decent way!"

He didn't want to praise him too harshly, lest he appear ignorant.

After receiving the compliment, Mo Hua smiled even more happily, and then asked:

"Does the Qian family have any other tricks next?"

Elder Yu said: "Don't think too highly of that old guy Qian Zhongxuan. He can think of this method with his little brain, which is unprecedented. The next fight between hard bridge and hard horse will be better than his."

At dawn the next day, the Qian family monks arrived again.

Sure enough, as Elder Yu said, Qian Zhongxuan had no new tricks, so he could only line up and fight head-on.

Qian Zhongxuan scolded Elder Yu bloody in his heart, but he did not dare to speak out for fear of humiliating himself.

Don't try to get along with a common man and be quick to talk for a while!

Qian Zhongxuan warned secretly.

In a head-on battle, the Qian family has many people and superior cultivation. There are only a few demon hunters, but they have experienced hundreds of battles, and the chance of winning is estimated to be between 50 and 50.

But you don’t know if you don’t hit it.

Both sides didn't waste any time and charged straight into the fight.

So on the mountainside of Wuming Peak, there were densely packed monks, with bright swords intertwined and colorful spiritual powers crisscrossing them.

The ink painting is extremely shocking.

When the two sides were fighting and were inseparable, Elder Yu estimated that the Qian family monks could not retreat easily, so he waved his hand and made a killing motion.

"Show you something good."

Elder Yu looked at Qian Zhongxuan in the distance, with a mocking smile on his lips.

Qian Zhongxuan was startled, and then he saw a dozen demon hunters wearing iron armor walking out of the queue of demon hunters.

When the sun shines on it, the armor takes on a dark luster, and its aura is majestic and solemn.

Qian Zhongxuan almost wanted to vomit blood.

Where did these poor monster hunters get their armor? !

Then he saw that these armors looked familiar, his eyes were like daggers, and he glanced at Qian Zhuang who was standing aside.

Qian Zhuang stood with his head shrunken, not daring to say a word. At this time, he hated himself so much that he was so tall and stood out in the crowd, and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.

"It doesn't matter, iron armor is not invulnerable.

With the enemy in sight, Qian Zhongxuan calmed down and ordered the Qian family monks to restrain the armored demon hunter.

If the sword is struck too many times, the armor will be broken.

Then he discovered that this armor seemed to be really invulnerable!

There won't even be a scratch when struck with an ordinary sword, and even a first-grade sword will not cause much damage.

The impact of force and the fluctuation of spiritual power will also be resolved by the faint golden light on the armor.

These armors were collected from the Qian family. They originally had formations in them, but they were too rough. Mo Hua disliked them, so he erased the original ones and painted the golden armor formations by himself.

A first-grade golden armor array is enough to make iron armor impregnable!

At the ninth level of Qi refining, a demon hunter who has experienced hundreds of battles, wears armor made of refined iron, and is blessed by a first-grade golden armor array. He can basically be invincible on the Qi refining battlefield where the foundation is not used.

If gods stand in the way, they will kill gods; if they stand in the way of Buddha, they will kill Buddha!

These dozen armored demon hunters seemed to be in an uninhabited land. Wherever they went, the Qian family monks had almost no enemies.

Head-to-head, no one can beat these armors.

Qian Zhongxuan felt his scalp numb.

When did their Qian family's armor become so powerful?

Can't cut it like this?

Then he also saw the faint golden light on the armor.

"This is... a formation?"

Qian Zhongxuan cursed in his heart, the armor itself was hard enough, but why did it even reinforce the formation inside? Don’t even want to lose face?

"Well, Yu Changlin, I will remember this grudge!" Qian Zhonghen said.

But the defeat had already begun, and Qian Zhongxuan had no choice but to say with hatred: "Withdraw!"

However, even if he wanted to withdraw, it would not be so easy.

The battlefield spread out, the monks fought in melee, and the scene was chaotic.

When the Qian family ordered a retreat, it was like a mountain collapsing, with rocks rolling and no one knew where to go.

The monks of the Qian family lost their fighting spirit and ran around in a panic. The demon hunter covered them up from behind to expand the results of the battle.

By the time the Qian family monks successfully retreated to the base of the peak for temporary repairs, they had already suffered heavy casualties, and nearly half of the monks could no longer fight.

Qian Zhongxuan's heart was bleeding.

Qian Zhuang felt sad, but not that sad anymore.

Compared with Elder Qian's failure, his own failure cannot be called a failure. It can only be regarded as a setback, which is nothing at all.

Thinking about it this way, Qian Zhuang actually felt a little better...

But he did not dare to touch Qian Zhongxuan's brow, and could only say with a sad and angry expression:

"There were heavy casualties this time. The demon hunter bullied others too much! I wonder if the elders have a plan to lead us in revenge!"

Qian Zhongxuan looked painful for a while, then gritted his teeth and said:

"This revenge must be avenged!"

"Even if I spend a lot of money, I still want that old man Yu Changlin to pay the price!"

Qian Zhuang's heart skipped a beat. Elder Qian was indeed angry, but he didn't know what else he could do.

Qian Zhongxuan's heart was bleeding, while Elder Yu's heart was filled with joy.

This is a hearty victory!

Elder Yu allowed everyone to celebrate briefly, eat meat and drink wine.

The meat was cooked and smoked dried meat, and it was also the meat of the bison demon, which Liu Ruhua had prepared before.

Because of the conflict with the Qian family, she didn't know how long the Ling Mine would be guarded, so she did a lot. But there are also many demon hunters, and each demon hunter only has a few pieces, so he can only try something new.

You can't drink too much wine, only two bowls per person.

Because the relationship between the spirit mine and the mine is so important, no accidents can occur. Even on a day of great victory, we cannot afford to be careless.

There are no restrictions on other dry foods and wild fruits.

The atmosphere in the mine became lively.

Everyone guarded the spirit mine, had to find time to mine spirit stones, and had to deal with the harassment of the money masters, and also had to fight with real swords and guns. The atmosphere on weekdays was either serious or dull. At this time, we could finally put down our burdens and breathe a little sigh of relief. .

Mo Hua also wandered around, and monster hunters greeted him enthusiastically wherever he went.

After all, without Mo Huahua's golden armor formation, they would probably suffer more injuries, and it would be even harder to defend the spiritual mine this time.

There are also some demon hunters who are reluctant to eat meat and wine themselves, so they want to invite Mo Hua to eat.

Mo Hua refused. Everyone has worked hard for so long, and it’s not easy to get something good.

The most important thing is that there are a lot of delicious food in his storage bag, which his mother specially prepared for him, so as to prevent him from starving in it.

But I stayed in there for a long time. Mo Hua skipped eating on weekdays and was almost done with the meat.

"I don't know how long we have to guard this spiritual mine..."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

The fifth update is completed.

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