My brother is too strong

"Damn, the damn monsters are endless, when will they end?" Ji Pengyue cursed.

He came back here from a distance, with unconcealed tiredness on his face.

All around were injured disciples.

The disciples of Danding Peak were busy going back and forth, taking on the responsibility of doctors and treating the injured disciples.

Ke Hong asked, sitting cross-legged on the ground, opening his eyes and looking into the distance.

In the distance, the monster had retreated, and Ke Hong said lightly, "Thank you for your hard work."

Ke Hong was in a bad state. His body was covered with blood, both red and black, including his own blood and the monster's blood.

Ji Pengyue shook his head, "Everyone has worked hard, Patriarch, if this continues. We won't be able to hold on for long, what about the big formation?"

Ke Hong glanced at the distance, where many monks were busy moving back and forth like ants moving.

The fallen angel monsters appeared too suddenly. They were more numerous and more ferocious than before. It is definitely not possible to fight here for a long time. The only way is to use the old method of the past, using a large formation to block the monsters at the exit.

Ke Hong was helpless, "Just keep holding on."

Ji Pengyue was worried, "I'm just afraid that everyone won't be able to hold on."

"If it really doesn't work, I can only take action again." Ke Hong's eyes were firm.

"Master, you can't take action easily!" Another voice came, and the former head Yu Chang also came here.

His face was also full of exhaustion, and he waved his hands and said, "Grandmaster, if you take action, there is no guarantee that the monster will send existences of the same realm, and the trouble will be even greater."

The monsters do not easily dispatch Mahayana monsters. Once a creature like Ke Hong takes action, the monsters will immediately retaliate and send out Mahayana monsters, and at the same time there will be more of them.

Except for Ke Hong, who is in the Mahayana stage among the Lingxiao sect, the others who are the strongest are only in the combined stage.

There is no need for more monsters. As long as one more Mahayana comes, the rest of the Lingxiao sect will have to answer here.

"Otherwise, what else can we do?" Ji Pengyue asked depressedly, "Continue to send more people here?"

"Where are the manpower left?" Yu Chang shook his head bitterly, "You yourself know very well about the sect. Besides those who stay behind in the sect, who else is there?"

In just one sentence, Ji Pengyue sat down depressed and didn't want to talk.

The sect has reached the end of its rope and there are no other masters left.

Yu Chang looked into the distance. There were huge spaceships carrying war equipment.

The spaceships are arrayed in the sky, all black, as if they blend together with the black sky.

Yu Chang felt something in his heart and sighed, "Thank you Shaoqing for leaving these tools, otherwise we would have fought even harder."

These war instruments were built with the help of Yu Ling, whom Lu Shaoqing brought back before.

It is powerful and easy to operate, even low-level monks can easily control it.

These instruments play a huge role in battle, allowing the disciples of the Lingxiao Sect to better block the attacks of monsters.

Otherwise, with the speed of the monster outbreak, they would never be able to hold on now.

Mentioning Lu Shaoqing's name, Ke Hong and Ji Pengyue both had expressions of emotion on their faces.

Ji Pengyue shook his head and said with regret, "God is jealous of talents!"

Ke Hong said, "It would be great if he was still here. Maybe he could prevent these monsters from appearing."

The previous cracks were only able to be closed by Lu Shaoqing, giving the Lingxiao sect hundreds of years of stability.

Ji Pengyue disagreed with this statement, "There is no resurrection after death..."

Now is the blank period for the monsters to retreat, and everyone can have some time to rest.

Ji Pengyue looked into the distance, as if he saw a monster blocking the sky. He shook his head and said, "Even if Shaoqing is here, he may not be able to stop it."

"There are too many monsters. If it were a real catastrophe, what would it be like?"

This sentence made the atmosphere tense again.

Now, just a small monster appearing in Cave Paradise has already made them almost overwhelmed.

When the real catastrophe comes, how long can it last?

In front of the surging monsters, maybe everyone will become a cup of loess.

Suddenly there was a buzz, and the busy disciples in the distance suddenly stopped.

Then the white light surged, like the sun's rays bursting out in the dark night, breaking through the darkness and bringing light and warmth to the world.

The light shone on the body, and both Ke Hong and Yu Chang, as well as the ordinary monks, felt their spirits tremble.

In the light, countless formations were flying, like elves breaking out of their shells, playing between heaven and earth.

Then the formation patterns slowly dissipated and disappeared into the world, and the white barrier gradually became clearer.

The thick barrier gives people a sufficient sense of security.

Ji Pengyue was overjoyed, "Is the formation ready?"

The disciples of Lingxiao Sect cheered loudly, "Great, it's done..."

"Haha, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief..."

"In this way, we can block the terrible monster..."

For ordinary disciples, maybe they don't know what a fallen angel monster is.

They only know that these monsters are terrifying, endless, and endless like the tide.

They knew that if they couldn't stop these monsters, they would die.

During these days of fighting, they continued to fight and suffered casualties.

Their nerves have been stretched to the limit.

At some point it might snap, and then even the presence of the Patriarch would not be able to stop their defeat.

They have been able to hold on until now because they heard that monsters can be resisted by relying on large formations.

The grand formation is the reason why they persist until now. Now that the grand formation has been successfully built, the last breath of their hearts has also been released.

Many disciples sat on the ground, panting, panting, panting, and many of them suddenly started crying...