Asking About Longevity Chapter 162

Chapter 162 Iron Armor (fifth update)

 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 can 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 he was really not the sinister person...

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: "Yes, 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 options next?”

Elder Yu said: "Don't think too highly of that old guy Qian Zhongxuan. With his little brains, he can think of this method, which is unprecedented. The next fight between hard bridges and hard horses will be better than his."

 At dawn the next day, the monks from the Qian family 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 **** in his heart, but he did not dare to speak out for fear of humiliating himself.

 Don't be quick to talk with others for a while!

Qian Zhongxuan warned secretly.

  In a head-on battle, the Qian family has many people and their cultivation is superior, while the demon hunters are few, 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 the hillside of Wuming Peak was densely packed with monks, with bright swords intertwined and colorful spiritual powers crisscrossing the area.

 The ink paintings are extremely shocking.

When the two sides were fighting and it was difficult to separate them, Elder Yu estimated that the monks of the Qian family 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 face.

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, the iron armor glows with a dark luster, and it looks majestic and solemn.

Qian Zhongxuan almost wanted to vomit blood.

Where did these poor monster hunters get their armor? !

 Suddenly 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 tall and stood out among 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 at hand, Qian Zhongxuan calmed down and ordered the Qian family monks to restrain the armored demon hunter.

 The armor will be broken if the sword is struck several times.

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

 An ordinary sword will not even make a scratch when it is struck. Even if it is a first-grade sword, the damage will not be great.

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

These iron armors were collected from the Qian family. They originally had formations in them, but they were too rough. The ink painting was disgusted, so they erased the original ones and painted the golden armor formations by themselves.

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

The demon hunter who is at the ninth level of Qi Refining and has experienced hundreds of battles, wears armor made of fine iron, and is blessed by a first-grade golden armor array. He can basically be invincible on the Qi Refining battlefield where the base is built without taking any action.

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

These dozen or so armored demon hunters are like entering an uninhabited land. Wherever they go, the Qian family monks have almost no enemies.

In a head-to-head encounter, no one can beat these armors.

 Qian Zhongxuan's scalp felt numb after seeing it. When did the Qian family's iron armor become so powerful?

 Can't even cut it down like this?

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

 “This is...formation?”

 Qian Zhongxuan cursed in his heart, the armor itself was hard enough, but why the **** did they 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 was unable to make a comeback, so he could only 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 Qian family monks' fighting spirit collapsed and they ran around in a panic. The demon hunter was behind them to cover up and kill them to expand the results of the battle.

By the time the monks of the Qian family 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, my 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, so he could only say with a sad and angry expression:

“There were heavy casualties this time, and the demon hunter went too far! I wonder if the elders have a plan to lead us in revenge!”

Qian Zhongxuan looked pained 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 blooming with joy.

 This is a hearty victory!

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

 The meat is cooked and smoked dried meat. It is also the meat of the buffalo demon. It was prepared by Liu Ruhua before.

 Because of the conflict with the Qian family, she didn't know how long the spirit 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 cannot drink too much wine, only two bowls per person.

Because the relationship between the spirit mine and the mine is so important that 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 spirit 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 all 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 will have to guard this spiritual mine...”

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

The fifth update is completed.

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