The northern part of the Fengguo battlefield.

Temporary logistics base in Jinyun Valley.

In front of the valley by the river, the formation's light dimmed, and the temporary pavilions and stone houses collapsed, leaving a ruins behind.

There were potholes and scorch marks all around, and bursts of black smoke were rising.

"Senior Sister Zhao, it was thanks to you that we fought just now."

A surviving male foundation-building cultivator in Jinyun Valley looked at the tall and graceful figure in the blood-stained white dress with lingering fear.

Not long ago, there was a fierce battle here, and nearly twenty monks from the sect were lost. With the help of the formation and the favorable location, the attack of the monks from the Feng Kingdom was repelled.

"We barely managed to hold on. Our logistics strongholds have all been attacked like this. I wonder what the condition of the monks on the front line is like."

Zhao Siyao was pale, with messy hair, and one or two dark red scars on her fair and fair profile.

Her shoulder was pierced by a black nail, and the blood had solidified.

hiss!

Zhao Siyao groaned, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, sat down with difficulty, and took a few pills to regulate his disordered breath.

"Senior Sister Zhao, your injury is serious and you must receive timely medical treatment."

A young man in white shirt carrying a medicine bag walked towards her with a concerned look on his face.

"Junior Brother Qin, my injury is not fatal, but I am a little weak. You go and treat the critically ill first."

Zhao Siyao forced a smile and declined.

The nearby Jinyun Valley monks looked at Junior Brother Qin with contempt.

Junior Brother Qin, who is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, can barely be considered a pharmacist. Based on this and the fact that his elder is a fake alchemy monk from Jinyun Valley, he is dispatched to the logistics base.

Due to the depth of the Fengguo battlefield, even the logistics monks were often attacked and were not necessarily safe.

However, this junior brother Qin considers himself a "doctor" every time he fights. He is unwilling to fight on the front line and prefers to hide behind and paddle.

"Senior Sister Zhao, you are the person in charge of the stronghold and the most powerful monk. No one is more important than you. If the enemy returns within a short period of time and Senior Sister's strength is not restored, the consequences will be disastrous."

Junior Brother Qin spoke sternly and insisted on coming over to treat Zhao Siyao first.

"Sister Zhao, your injury is more important."

Another male foundation-building cultivator agreed with this point.

Zhao Siyao had no choice but to agree and let Junior Brother Qin assist him in removing the black nails on his shoulders, removing the toxins, and bandaging the wounds.

Junior Brother Qin has nothing wrong with him other than being greedy for life and afraid of death.

He openly pursued Zhao Siyao and always maintained concern and asked for help.

When bandaging the wound, Junior Brother Qin did not behave impolitely.

"Senior Sister Zhao, you seem to have injuries on your legs too? Did I help you take care of them?"

Junior Brother Qin looked at Zhao Siyao's calf.

Although it was covered by the skirt, the reaction of the body movements could not be hidden from him who was careful.

"It's just a minor injury there, so there's no need to trouble yourself. Junior Brother Qin, please hurry up and save your fellow disciple who is critically ill."

Zhao Siyao smiled.

"Um."

Junior Brother Qin was a little disappointed, but he didn't force it.

He called a female doctor who was in the late stage of Qi refining to help Zhao Siyao treat his leg injury.

In fact, Zhao Siyao's calf fracture was not serious.

The female doctor set the bones, treated the wounds with spells, and bandaged them.

This scene seemed so similar that Zhao Siyao was in a trance, falling into some kind of reminiscence state, and was silent for a long time.

…

Whizzing!

Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the air came from ahead, interrupting Zhao Siyao's thoughts.

Two rays of light, one in front and one behind, swept towards this direction.

A figure in front stepped on a silver metal shuttle, and the mana fluctuations emitted were in the late stage of foundation building, and the speed was far faster than the ordinary late stage of foundation building.

"It's Senior Brother Zhang!"

The figure escaping in front of him was a young man in a state of embarrassment, with a slightly darker complexion.

"No, the enemy's fake Danzhenren is chasing us!"

The escaping light behind was terrifying and emitted the aura of a real person's elixir power.

It is clear that he is a fake alchemist.

In this temporary stronghold in Jinyun Valley, the remaining monks were in a panic.

"Hahaha! Zhang Tieshan, I'm here well prepared this time, let's see where you run to?"

Long laughter came from several miles away, and a fake old man with white hair and purple robes was riding in a purple cloud of light and mist, with a playful look on his face.

"This sect's temporary base?"

Zhang Tieshan, who was seriously injured, felt happy at first when he discovered the flag of Jinyun Valley.

If you get the help of two sects who are in the later stage of foundation building, you may not be able to compete with the fake elixir master.

However, seeing the dilapidated and messy scene in front of them, it was clear that the monks in the stronghold had just experienced a deadly battle, and most of them were wounded. Their combat effectiveness was hard to expect.

He had no intention of bringing the fake Dan Zhenren here, as good fortune and misfortune were unpredictable.

"Zhang Tieshan, this disaster star! Even if he is seeking death, he still wants to drag us into trouble."

Junior Brother Qin looked desperate and scolded angrily.

"It is useless to talk about this now."

Zhao Siyao's pretty face changed instantly, her heart sank, and she calmed herself down.

She sent a message: "Senior Brother Zhang, quickly retreat to the formation! I will fight against the real person together with my disciples."

"Junior sister Zhao, I have caused trouble for you."

Zhang Tieshan smiled bitterly, bit the bullet and flew to the temporary base.

Even if he changes direction now, the real person who is chasing him may not let Zhao Siyao and other injured people go, and may kill them casually.

puff!

When he fell to the ground, Zhang Tieshan staggered and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Senior Brother Zhang, your injury..."

"In the previous fight, my internal organs were injured by the 'Zifeng Zhenren'. Fortunately, I took the secret medicine and suppressed it temporarily..."

Zhang Tieshan stabilized his body and took two brown-red pills.

Just breathed a sigh of relief.

With a "boom", the formation of this temporary stronghold shook violently and a gap was broken.

Two screams came from Jinyun Valley.

The aftermath of False Dan Zhenren's attack shocked two late-stage Qi Refiners who were recovering from their injuries to death.

"Senior Brother Zhang, the formation of the stronghold was damaged in the previous battle. We can only rely on ourselves to deal with the fake Dan Zhenren."

Zhao Siyao reminded.

During the conversation, the old man with white hair and false elixir offered a gourd magic weapon.

Boom! Boom!

The gourd magic weapon spits out concentrated dark purple fire beads, which fall into the air and the ground, exploding into huge fire clouds.

Zhang Tieshan sacrificed a prototype of a metal ball-shaped magic weapon, which consumed his magic power violently.

The metal ball bloomed with red gold light, expanded to the size of a house, like a small blazing sun, surrounded by thousands of metal fronts, facing the gourd magic weapon head-on.

Zhao Siyao's three injured foundation-building monks each used their best magic weapons to help deal with the attack of the old man with fake elixirs.

In a short period of time, everyone was able to withstand the first round of Hefa Fake Pill's offensive.

However, Zhang Tieshan and Zhao Siyao, the two main players in the late stage of foundation building, were seriously injured and consumed a lot of mana.

As for the early and middle stages of foundation building, it is difficult to pose a real threat to the fake elixir real person.

"Master Zifeng, we are here to help."

At this time, the sound of breaking through the sky came from the distant mountains.

The three injured foundation-building monks laughed wantonly and made a comeback, followed by some monks in the late stage of Qi refining.
To be continued...