A wonderful offensive and defensive battle slowly came to an end.

With the banner of the Golden Clothing Team's retreat, all the sharpness of this small team was easily hidden.

From a distance, you can vaguely see the warning sign on the camp, just as ordinary as usual, but many adventurers around you couldn't help but retreat when they saw this scene. Almost everyone gave up the idea of ​​taking advantage of the situation. All you can do is to glance from a distance.

The small light blue camp tent is extremely quiet, and the operation of the camp tent consumes a lot of Yuan stones every moment, so when camping, Ding San will put away this talisman treasure for traveling, thereby saving expenses.

But today, he seemed to have forgotten this, and he set up camp directly, looking a little lost, and even more fortunate.

Fortunately, he was alert and careful today, otherwise the name of his Ding San team would be included in the erased adventurers team.

Sequoia Adventure Team, what a strong team? I have been to the deepest part of the Great Wasteland of Keqin. During the Empire War, the Sequoia team was formed. That generation was the grandfather of the current leader Wang Sequoia.

Such a traditional adventurer team has lost its essence by the experience and lessons accumulated over decades.

Although Wang Sungshan was not in the team, after experiencing this loss, even if Wang Sungshan reorganized the Sungshan team in the future, he would not be able to compete with Ding San's team.

"Grandma, it's really strong enough, these little kids." The bearded monk swears.

"Flying Tiger Army, they use the Flying Tiger Army's Hundred Spear Formation." The tall and thin monk said seriously.

"I think their combat skills are very diverse, including the Hundred Gun Formation, and there are also the strange and difficult-to-master formations like the Tianluo Formation. It is difficult to infer their origins through their combat skills and combat formations." The graceful female cultivator said in contemplation.

Ding San frowned, feeling a little bored inside, and said, "We are moving north all night long."

"Hey, boss, why? Let's forget it?" said the bearded man.

"If you don't count like this, what else do you expect? Will we try again?" Ding San said coldly.

The bearded man quickly kept silent. Ding San sighed and said slowly, "We have wasted a lot of time. We have taken a look at it before and thought that this small team was just a fancy.

Now it seems that we can't deal with other people's airs. Since that's the case, why are we still here for?"

Ding San seemed very tired, he raised his hand, "Go north, how to grow Phoenix and Luoxia Dog, the main force of the two have approached Longshi City, and they have only begun to gain a foothold in this area. Some of them are the wandering soldiers and the small team. We can do a vote, so that we won't drink the northwest wind."

...

The dozens of Yuan stones below the "Cultivation Collapse" are shining, and the entire Cultivation Collapse is rotating at a very fast posture.

When he collapsed, Mo Yan's face was pale, his whole body was trembling slightly, sweat dripping from his forehead, and his face looked extremely painful.

In today's battle, Mo Yan was not as calm as he showed outside. He had been very nervous for several days, because he knew that the crisis had already existed since they left Yeshui City.

As they walked through Yeshuicheng, there have been several adventurers teams eyeing Mo Yan's small team. They not only tracked and chased, but also tried a lot.

Mo Yan knew in his heart that a big war could not be avoided no matter what.

As the saying goes, "A clever woman can't cook without rice." Mo Yan is very clear about the weaknesses of his small team. It is no exaggeration to say that this small team of fifty people currently has very limited combat skills and formations.

Moreover, in terms of personal strength, there are no outstanding monks in the team of fifty people.

Generally, there are five people in the team. The leader of the small team is best to be a monk with outstanding strength. In that case, the strength of the entire team will reach a great level.

In addition, three small groups can be formed into a small team, and the team leader's strength is better.

Above the squadron is the squadron, and the strength of the squadron captain is naturally best to rise.

For a team of fifty people, fifty people can be divided into three squadrons, and several people outside the three squadrons can be designated as team freemen. Team freemen are generally monks with special abilities.

Currently, only Xiaopang and Lang Yong can play this role in the entire team, and the rest of the monks are not good.

A team does not have good backbones, and such a team's combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced. Therefore, Mo Yan knew that his team could be said to have inherent shortcomings.

With a bad foundation, coupled with the unfamiliarity of combat skills and battle formations, how can such a team compete with those fierce and domineering adventurers?

As a last resort, Mo Yan came up with this strategy of waiting for the rabbit.

This time Mo Yan set up camp, he deliberately chose to go to the low-lying place in the canyon. In this very convenient place, he used all the talisman array equipment at the bottom of his box and specially arranged a pocket array.

In addition to setting up the formation, Mo Yan also arranged the "Tianluo Formation" that the team had already mastered in a fixed position, and waited for the opponent to enter the predetermined area, and activated the formation directly, so as to wait for the effort to avoid mistakes in setting up the formation during movement.

In addition, Mo Yan also hid the Hundred Spear Formation in the darkest place. The Hundred Spear Formation was a large formation that was once known as the Dongling Empire. The formation required at least one hundred talisman guns.

Mo Yan did not have a hundred talisman guns, all he could do was to use twenty people to show the powerful raiding ability of the "Hundred Gun Formation".

If such a gun array is used alone, it will definitely be full of holes, but Mo Yan used the Hundred Spears Formation and suddenly unexpectedly. Moreover, he hid this array in the Tianluo Formation with the purpose of receiving miraculous effects.

It has to be said that Mo Yan's planning was very successful. He successfully fought a beautiful battle and ate all three adventurers in the future. Although he paid a huge price for this, Mo Yan was seriously injured when he was finally blocked, which was a complete victory.

It is better to win than to fail. Victory means that this small team that is still very fragile has a little more chance of survival. Although there is still a huge crisis hidden behind it, it can be saved at least temporarily.

Mo Yan sat cross-legged, and the mind method he recited was constantly circulating. The divine aura contained in the monument of the law on the other side gradually filled with his divine thoughts, and his injuries were also recovered from practice.

After successfully blocking the last wave of shock, Mo Yan was already at the end of the mast and oar

But he still persisted for a long time and waited for Lang Yong to set up camp again.

At that time, he was the most nervous because he could clearly feel the threat around him, and countless adventurers were eyeing him. At that time, Mo Yan had to show even a trace of fatigue, and it was very likely that the entire team would face a catastrophe.

Therefore, what Mo Yan did was a big gamble. If he lost this big gamble, he would lose everything.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Yan felt the power of the divine thoughts in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he immediately bounced up.

As he stood up, the Yuan stone below the collapse of the cultivation burst, and this time the cultivation was over.

He quickly left the "Psychological Treasure Realm" space, and at this time, at the door of his cultivation room, Lang Yong and the fat man had become ants in the hot nest.

"Come in, I'm fine." Mo Yan said lightly. His voice was still a little hoarse. Although his body recovered well, he was far from reaching his peak.

After suffering this great loss, Mo Yan has a more understanding of physical cultivation.

He hit the opponent directly with the Great Void Palm, and he was actually injured. Such a powerful body was stronger than many talisman soldiers. In a melee state, he was really seeking death if he encountered physical cultivation.

The door was knocked open, and Lang Yong was the first to step in. The boy's eyes were red and tears were almost coming out: "Boss, are you okay? You... you... vomited a lot of blood."

Mo Yan glanced at him, felt a little moved, and shook his head and said, "It's almost done, let's talk about the situation outside."

Lang Yong stepped forward and pulled one of Mo Yan's arm, looking very depressed, and said, "The situation is very bad. Twelve people died. I can't wait to..."

Lang Yong made a killing move, and the expression on his face was extremely angry.

Mo Yan frowned and remained silent.

There were 50 people in total, and twelve people were lost in one battle. This loss was too huge, and the strength of the entire team was greatly weakened.

"And...and..." Lang Yong stammered, "That...all the array equipment was actually destroyed..."

"What?" Mo Yan's face changed drastically, and he suddenly stood up. He stared at Lang Yong with wide eyes, but his back was already covered in cold sweat.

The formation was Mo Yan's last trump card for defense. For this ambush, he took out all the formation equipment he had put in the box, which was very bloody. Now all the formation equipment was destroyed, and he lost his last reliance.

How can such a team that has lost its reliance to survive?

Lang Yong obviously knew the power of it, so he sat down and said, "Grandma, I'm really a big loss. It seems that our team may not be able to hold on..."

He felt really uncomfortable when he saw the fat man's silly appearance, so he vented: "You fat man, how can you be so heartless? You haven't seen the boss become like this, you still look like you are dead."

Don't you know how to think of a solution?"

The fat man smiled and said, "Didn't we catch so many people this time? Put them into the team."

Mo Yan was stunned and pulled the fat man over and said, "Yes, how many people are still alive? How many people are still alive? Never let them die."

Lang Yong sighed and said, "My boss, these people can't count on them. They are all old people. How can we listen to our rectification?"...

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