Monster Clan, Space Node.
Several second-level monster clan warriors looked up at the human race warships that were constantly bombarding in the sky, and their faces were solemn.
An Eagle Clan warrior said in a deep voice: "Penglin, is your family's saint son reliable to find the wind vortex? It has been gone for half a year."
Another peacock with colorful light flashing all over his body sneered: "Yes, our three clans agreed to attack here in order to seize the entire blessed land, not to create an opportunity for Pengxin to capture the wind vortex."
Penglin's face changed slightly, and he said: "Yingji, Kongfei, you don't have to be sarcastic. When our saint son returns, you can just tell him directly."
Yingji and Kongfei's faces changed slightly. The reason why they are shouting here is because Pengxin is not here. If the Peng clan genius who has comprehended the true meaning of wind is here, how dare they say anything more.
Ying Ji snorted coldly and said, "The human race has begun to counterattack. I see that they have a large number of reinforcements, and even three space nodes have been taken away. What do you say?"
Peng Lin's eyes flickered, and he said, "The human race is having a last gasp, a counterattack before death, but this is just right, we can also concentrate our strength. As long as we destroy the momentum of the human race this time, we will definitely be able to drive them out of Fengshan blessed land in one go."
Kong Fei looked up and said, "It's easy to say, but it's easy to fight a big battle, but can you guarantee that Peng Xin can come as promised?"
Peng Lin gritted his teeth and said, "I have already notified the Holy Son with a secret method. Don't worry, this is a critical moment, and the Holy Son will definitely not stand idly by." He paused, and said, "However, our three tribes must sign a contract first. Once the human race is completely expelled, then your two tribes will not look for the wind vortex, and you must leave this opportunity to our Holy Son."
"Bullshit." Ying Ji shouted angrily, "The wind vortex is at the giant tornado. For us birds, it is a holy place for cultivation. Do you want to monopolize it?"
Kong Fei's eyes were also very unfriendly, and he was ready to attack immediately if he disagreed.
Peng Lin hurriedly said, "Don't get me wrong, my saint only wants the wind vortex. As for the holy place for cultivation... we can negotiate to enter."
Ying Ji and Kong Fei looked at each other, and the latter said, "Okay, then we will notify all tribes to gather troops to fight a decisive battle with the human race."
Ying Ji said again, "Peng Lin, I hope to see Peng Xin on the day of the decisive battle."
Peng Lin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't worry, my saint will never lose the big picture for the small."
After Ying Ji and Kong Fei left, Peng Lin frowned tightly.
In the past half month, it has sent several messages, but except for the first time Peng Xin replied "Don't disturb", he never replied again.
All the messages were like a sea of stones, and there was no feedback.
If it weren't for Peng Xin's soul lamp, it would have almost thought that the Holy Son of the Peng Clan had fallen.
However, at this point, he was powerless.
He could only notify his own clan to send reinforcements while continuing to contact him, hoping that Peng Xin would take the important matter seriously and come as soon as possible.
Because it had a strong premonition that the next decisive battle would be the one that determined the ownership of Fengshan Fudi.
The reason why the human race launched such a strong counterattack at this time should be because there was no trace of Peng Xin in the past six months. Otherwise, how could the human race, which had been timid by Peng Xin, dare to leave the protection of the formation and attempt to counterattack.
After passing the message back, Peng Lin waited quietly.
However, for some reason, a shadow was cast in its heart.
Peng Xin wouldn't be in trouble, right?
But the next moment it drove away this unreliable idea.
That was Peng Xin who had comprehended the true meaning of the wind. If he was in the outside world, he might be in some danger because of encountering the golden elixir of his clan.
However, in this second-level spiritual world, it is the absolute king and it is absolutely impossible for it to encounter any danger.
Perhaps, now Peng Xin has found the wind vortex and is trying to get this strange object.
One day later, a message was sent back.
So, the three tribes, who had been prepared for a long time, began to deploy troops, and the super teleportation array kept lighting up.
The atmosphere of the great battle gradually became thicker.
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A cloud floated across the sky, and Xu Jun stepped on the whirlwind and landed.
In Fengshan Fudi, the army of the Immortal Alliance was attacking the monster clan's nest. Before Xu Jun left, he witnessed Liu Ling's command ability with his own eyes.
It must be said that if it comes to the intensity of the attack, the strong attack of several warships is much stronger than their original small fight.
However, the monster beast nest with a demon master sitting in it and the monster beast nest without monster beasts are also two completely different things.
With the help of the spiritual power in the spirit vein, the monster beast nest is airtight, and no matter how fiercely the fairy alliance army attacks, it can be protected.
In addition, the three major bird tribes will send strong men to fight from time to time.
Xu Jun wanted to take action many times, but was persuaded by Liu Ling.
According to the commander-in-chief, a tug-of-war was the best option at this time, and the three tribes must not be frightened.
After Xu Jun asked, he learned that the final battle would take at least two months, so he applied to return to Shuiyuan Star first.
Liu Ling naturally did not dare to stay, and after hesitating again and again, she could only agree.
However, the two sides agreed that Xu Jun would definitely return again on the day of the decisive battle two months later.
The light of the teleportation array lit up, and Xu Jun's figure flashed and he had already left Fengshan Blessed Land.
Suddenly, Xu Jun blinked twice and said, "Dean, Senior Teng."
He was a little surprised. He was just leaving Fengshan Blessed Land temporarily, but he didn't expect that the two Jindan Zhenren would condescend to wait for him outside the teleportation array. This kind of treatment is really unique in the foundation building.
"Haha." Zhenren Teng Keli laughed and said, "Xu Jun, Xu Jun, you are really worthy of being a natural Taoist. Once you take action, you will be invincible."
Xu Jun immediately knew that this Jindan Zhenren had already known Liu Ling's entire plan.
But think about it, although Liu Ling blocked the news, how could she hide it from a key figure like Zhenren Teng Keli?
Zhongli Zhili also smiled, although they all knew that judging from the scale of the heavenly tribulation caused by Xu Jun's promotion, this trip would definitely not encounter any danger.
But there were still some worries in their hearts, but at this moment, they were truly relieved.
Fengshan blessed land, for Xu Jun, is a place of training without danger.
Xu Jun saluted the two Jindan real people, and then recounted his experience of this trip, and finally said: "Although the wind vortex exploded, it will definitely be reborn in the giant tornado. We should organize people to search, and maybe we can gain something in the future."
Real person Teng Keli nodded repeatedly, and his eyes seemed to be shining.
Zhongli Zhili was a little regretful. This opportunity was destined to belong to the Baibing Dao Palace of Shuiyuan Star.
Although Xu Jun made the most critical contribution in this war, they would never take out the wind vortex, a rare item in the world, as a reward.
Unfortunately, Xu Jun lost his only chance to obtain the wind vortex.
A day later, Xu Jun and Zhongli Zhili left the Baibing Dao Palace.
"Xu Jun, are you still going to the decisive battle in Fengshan Fudi in two months?" Zhongli Zhili said in a deep voice: "You have already solved Peng Xin and made the first contribution. Even if you don't go, no one will say anything."
Xu Jun smiled slightly and said: "Dean, it is my duty to serve the Immortal Alliance. I will not miss this battle no matter what."
Zhongli Zhili nodded with relief.
However, he didn't know the private agreement between Xu Jun and Liu Ling.
That is one-tenth of the war spoils of this battle. Unless Xu Jun is stupid, he will crawl over it.
"Okay, what are your plans for the next two months?"
Xu Jun said solemnly: "I have already established my foundation. Next, I will change to the foundation-building immortal method, so I have to practice hard in the Taoist Palace." Zhongli
Zhili hesitated for a moment. He originally wanted to say that a mere two months might not be enough for you to change your cultivation.
A foundation-building cultivator has a lifespan of at least 200 years. If the cultivation reaches the late stage of foundation-building, it can reach 300 years old.
In addition, taking longevity pills to increase the maximum lifespan by 100 years is also feasible.
Therefore, time is very different for foundation-building cultivators than for Qi-training cultivators. It
will take at least a year and a half to change to foundation-building immortality.
Moreover, Xu Jun is a fellow practitioner of sword, technique and body. Two months...
However, he thought about it and realized that this is Xu Jun. No matter what happens to this kid, it is not strange.
So, Zhongli Zhili shut up.
Let Xu Jun take control of everything.
After returning to the Natural Dao Palace, Xu Jun met Ye Wanqing and then obtained the right to use a third-level lower-grade cave in the back mountain.
Although the student villa area can also adjust the spiritual power to the level of the second-level spiritual vein through the formation, Xu Jun is a natural Taoist. Obtaining a third-level cave in the back mountain is just one of the basic rights of a Taoist. No one dares to make things difficult or deduct it in this regard.
Entering the cave, sensing the abundant spiritual power, Xu Jun let out a long breath and finally relaxed completely.
Then, he turned on his watch, connected to the Dao Palace intranet with his spiritual sense, and began to read all the foundation-building experiences about the "Purifying Heavenly Thunder Sutra".
Xu Jun had already obtained the foundation-building practice method of this immortal method, and transmitted it to the projection Xu Fei as soon as possible. At
this time, all he had to do was to go through the relevant content collected by the Dao Palace, and then hand it over to Xu Fei.
Although the practice of the "Purifying Heavenly Thunder Sutra" is extremely difficult and demanding.
However, in the tens of thousands of years of inheritance of the Immortal Alliance, there are countless people with extraordinary talents.
With such a large population base and a long time, there are also many peerless geniuses who practice the "Purifying Heavenly Thunder Sutra".
Reading the practice notes they left behind is undoubtedly of great benefit to Xu Jun.
As his spiritual sense flashed, Xu Jun began to read quickly at a speed that mortals could hardly imagine.
(End of this chapter)