Fierce battles are in full swing among the mountains and forests.

More than one hundred monks were attacked by wolves. Four or five hundred ferocious wolves surrounded the monks from all directions and launched a storm-like attack.

The wolves have always been group actions, and their cooperation with each other is even more skillful than the monks, which is equivalent to a real army.

The white demon wolf in the lead was huge and fierce. He hid behind the wolves and waited for an opportunity to launch an attack.

Every time there is an attack, a monk will fall under its sharp teeth, and even two monks in the early stage of foundation building in the team will be bitten to death by it.

The monks leaned back to their backs and supported them with the Dharma Shield, but the light of the Dharma Shield was so weak that it could be destroyed at any time.

At the most critical moment, reinforcements finally arrived. Although there were only more than twenty people, they were all extremely powerful and had the cultivation level of the late stage of foundation building.

In an instant, twenty or thirty demon wolves fell under the swords of the monks who came to support.

The white demon wolf in the lead was not good, so he howled, turned around and was about to run away.

A figure fell from the sky and was falling behind it, and the sword light, which was like a training, covered the demon wolf.

The white demon wolf retreated rapidly, but the sword light was like a shadow and chased it, but its speed was not below it.

Finally, the demon wolf had no choice but to retreat. He howled angrily, opened his mouth, and several wind blades were facing the sword light.

"Good beast, he has actually cultivated a demonic magic!" The cultivator who was chasing the demon wolf was Xiong Xian, the elder of the Iron Sword Sect. After praise, the magic sword did not stop and dispersed several wind blades. The sword force was slashing on the demon wolf's head before it disappeared, and it was deeply embedded in it.

The monks who came to support were powerful, and the surrounded monks also took the opportunity to rush out. In addition, the leader of the demon wolf was killed by Xiong Xian, and the wolf pack finally fled.

Night falls on the mountains and forests, and there is silence around it.

Xiong Xian, who had just made great contributions, fell asleep without any intention. He stood on the top of the tree and looked towards the grassland, worried about the people of the Iron Sword Sect.

Finally, he came to a tent, and the lights were still on.

"What? Do you want to go to the grassland?" Qian Ziwang, a deacon of the Wuzhou Chamber of Commerce, asked in surprise, "Now the war is fierce, and leaving at this time may make the shopkeeper unhappy."

Xiong Xian sighed and said worriedly: "The little master and the others went to Gushan. Who knows if there is any powerful monster in Gushan? The little master is the only bloodline of my Iron Sword Sect. If he had an accident, my Iron Sword Sect will be finished...

Deacon Qian, after these days, he was worried and restless every day, for fear that the little boss would have an accident. If he didn't go and see, it would be really hard to feel at ease. The shopkeeper hopes that you can explain it.”

Qian Ziwang thought for a while and sighed: "Okay, who made us have a friendship? I don't want something wrong with Master Zhang...

Let me do this, I will give you three days, go and go back quickly, I will take care of you with the shopkeeper. Brother Xiong, you didn’t say anything, and your loyalty to the sect is admirable."

"Thank you, Deacon!" Xiong Xian was overjoyed and thanked him with his fists.

"Senior brother, I'll go with you!" said elder Zhu Kun.

Xiong Xian shook his head: "Junior brother, we are now employed by the Chamber of Commerce. I have already left alone when the battle is fierce. If you leave again, it will be a bit unreasonable.

Junior brother, although our cultivator army is now firmly in the upper hand, I feel a little uneasy because the snake demon king has not been removed, but there has been no movement.

Junior brother, you must be careful after I leave. Everything is based on your own safety and never show off. It is true that we are hired by the employed merchants, but there is no need to spend your life on just some spirit stones."

Zhu Kun said: "Senior brother, don't worry, I know it in my heart!"

After a few more instructions, Xiong Xian set up a camp while the night was shining and disappeared into the vast night.

Xiong Xian has reached the peak of foundation building and is only one step away from forming elixirs. Of course, the peak of foundation building and the golden elixir seems to be very close, but it seems to be separated by a natural barrier. Many people will never be able to overcome this hurdle in their lifetime, and very few can successfully form elixirs.

For example, Lin Shan, the old leader of the Iron Sword Sect, has been at the peak of foundation building for decades. He has tried to form elixirs several times, but failed repeatedly, and has consumed all the savings of the Iron Sword Sect. In his later years, he was desperate to build elixirs and ended up deadly.

However, since he has the peak of foundation building cultivation, he is already considered a high-level combat power among cultivators. Although Xiong Xian's cultivation level cannot defeat the Golden Pill stage monsters like the Demon Snake King, ordinary monsters can do nothing to him.

It is precisely because of his strong strength that Xiong Xian has the courage to travel through the mountains and forests alone into the grasslands, visiting the current situation of the Iron Sword Sect and others.

When we set off at night, at afternoon the next day, Xiong Xian was already standing on the edge of the grassland, looking at the lonely mountain more than a hundred miles away.

The reason why the Iron Sword Sect was sent to Gushan was punished by the shopkeeper Li Pingbo. Xiong Xian was naturally clear about this. Xiong Xian knew even more that there could be no monsters on this extremely wide grassland. Although the number of people in the Iron Sword Sect was nearly 200, there was not a single one with the top combat power. If you encounter a powerful monster, it would be very troublesome. This is also the reason why Xiong Xian was unsure of coming to take a look.

The empty grassland is extremely quiet. In order to speed up the energy saving, Xiong Xian used the divine movement talisman. Note that this is not the first-level divine movement talisman drawn by the little loli Lin Xi, but the second-level talisman. Each one is worth a medium-grade spirit stone. After use, it is as fast as a galloping horse and can last for two hours.

There are too many obstacles in the mountains and forests, and this divine talisman is not very convenient to use, and this empty grassland is the best occasion to use. In order to meet the little master and the others earlier, Xiong Xian endured his heartache and used this expensive talisman.

Fortunately, he used the divine movement talisman, which enabled Xiong Xian to arrive at Gushan before dark.

No abnormalities were found along the way. When he arrived at the foot of Gushan and met several Iron Sword Sect monks who were picking spiritual herbs, Xiong Xian realized that the little master and the others had defeated dozens of eagles and captured Gushan, which surprised him.

When he knew that Xiong Xian was the elder of the Iron Sword Sect, the monks told him in detail about the battle process.

When Xiong Xian sighed deeply when he heard that less than fifty people were left of nearly 200 monks died.

When Xiong Xian was shocked when he heard the sword spirit fire phoenix appear and killed the Eagle King with one blow. As the elder of the Iron Sword Sect, Xiong Xian naturally knew that a spirit fire phoenix was sealed in the spiritual iron sword. Isn’t it said that only the head of the sect can drive the fire phoenix with the golden elixir cultivation? Why can the little head of the Qi Refining Period drive it?

Xiong Xian was surprised and happy, and asked quickly: "Is the little leader on the mountain now?"

The monk who was asked showed a strange smile on his face: "Little Master, he is hatching eggs."

With a lot of questions, Xiong Xian climbed quickly towards the top of Gushan Mountain, but when he climbed halfway up the mountain, he stopped and looked shocked at the top of the mountain.

At this moment, Xiong Xian felt that countless spiritual energy gathered towards the top of the mountain like crazy. The light was flowing on the top of the mountain, and the wind and clouds were changing! Someone was building the foundation!
Chapter completed!