The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

And Old Man Hu’s concerns are correct.

Just when it was dawning, a huge flying boat came here quickly.

Then, strong men walked out of the flying boat one by one.

Some of these people were dressed as royal troops and some were dressed as monks.

Among them, there are only two Nascent Soul powerhouses, and there are seven or eight Jindan powerhouses.

At this time, an old man looked at the razed stronghold below and slowly withdrew his consciousness.

Then he slowly said: "What a ruthless method. There is almost no whole body found in the entire stronghold."

"Even General Sha couldn't escape. I can still sense the breath of his Nascent Soul before it died."

At the same time, another Yuanying old man also spoke.

"Well! To be able to move General Sha's stronghold in such a short period of time, it seems that the opponent has sent out a lot of strong men. We must find him and then destroy him."

Just when the two Nascent Soul bosses were talking to each other, a handsome young man whose cultivation had reached the early stage of the Golden Core appeared.

But he looked at some corpses below and frowned.

After thinking for a while, the young man came to one of the old men.

"Elder, disciple, there is something you don't know whether to say or not?"

The old man looked calm: "Speak directly if you have anything to say, don't worry."

Hearing this, the young man nodded and said, "Elder, I took a look at the appearance of some of the corpses below and the reasons for their deaths."

"I feel like the circumstances in which these people died are very similar to the circumstances in which someone we know took action."

When the two big guys heard this, they were really interested.

"Oh, tell me, who is that person?"

The young man said with a gloomy face: "Do you still remember Li Xiaofan, a monk from the Tianyuan Kingdom who escaped from the Kunxu ruins and was wanted by us?"

The old man's eyes narrowed after hearing this: "You mean, it's the little guy who ran away with the Immortal Lotus of Enlightenment?"

The young disciple nodded: "Yes, Li Xiaofan escaped with the Immortal Lotus of Enlightenment and hid with the help of Tianji Sect."

"We big forces have been looking for him for a year or two, but we haven't been able to catch him."

"And when time slowly passed and war broke out in the Three Kingdoms, we never paid attention to this person again."

"But this disciple still remembers that this man relies on his ability with talismans. When he fights, he always uses the talismans all over the sky to kill his opponents to pieces."

"Elder, look at it, [-] to [-] percent of the corpses down here have been blown into pieces and pulp. It's exactly the same as the scene after Li Xiaofan took action."

If Li Xiaofan were here, he would definitely recognize the old man and the young man.

Because this old man was the leader of the Tianjian Sect in the Kunxu ruins.

And the person who spoke was none other than Jian Wuhen, a disciple of the Tianjian Sect who broke into the Kunxu ruins with Li Xiaofan.

More than twenty years later, Jian Wuhen also broke through to the Golden Core realm.

But this person has always kept Li Xiaofan in mind and will never forget it.

At the same time, another Nascent Soul elder frowned.

He is an elder of the Piaomiao Sect. He has never met Li Xiaofan, nor has he heard his disciples talk about this person.

At this time, I was very curious to see Jian Wuhen, a disciple of Tianjian Sect who had always been proud and proud, with such a solemn expression when talking about Li Xiaofan.

"Fellow Daoist Jian Wufeng, are you exaggerating as a disciple? Aren't you just a young man? No matter how powerful you are, how powerful can you be?"

"When we catch him, squeezing him to death won't be as simple as squeezing an ant to death?"

Hearing this, Jian Wuhen cursed in his heart, but his face remained normal.

"Senior, you don't know something. This boy is an anomaly, different from all our other monks."

"Junior, let's put it this way! This kid took away a lot of treasures from the Kunxu ruins back then. After so many years, he may have broken through the golden elixir."

"But if he really breaks through the Golden Core realm and participates in the war, then in the days to come, the monks under the Golden Core in our two countries may be in bad luck."

The reason why Jian Wuhen has such a high opinion of Li Xiaofan is that he always remembers the circumstances of Li Xiaofan's initial attack.

At that time, Li Xiaofan was clearly only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, but Ye Changfeng, who was at the Golden Core Realm, was beaten to death by him.

But Li Xiaofan himself was unscathed.

Jian Wuhen even heard later that the little princess of Fentian Valley, Yu Linglong, was also at the early stage of the Golden Core.

As a result, in front of Li Xiaofan, he was captured alive in one round.

However, Jian Wuhen's reminder did not waver the Yuan Ying elders of the Piaomiao Sect.

He is a true Nascent Soul powerhouse, how can he be afraid of a junior who uses talismans?

"Hmph! You said it so powerfully, but I insisted on catching him."

"Let him compare with the Jindan monks of our sect to see if this kid is really like you said."

Hearing this, Jian Wufeng, the elder of Tianjian Sect, also spoke.

"Okay, he's just a junior, just catch him and crush him to death."

"The key now is that we should find this team quickly."

Nodding, the Piaomiao Sect elder slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but I slowly opened it again, but my brows were wrinkled.

"It's strange, with so many people taking action, why have I completely lost track of my demonic insect?"

Hearing this, the elder of Tianjian Sect stood up straight.

"Fellow Taoist, tell me which direction it is first, and we will look for it while chasing."

The Piaomiao Sect elder pointed with his hand: "It should be heading to the southwest."

Soon, the flying boat started up again and chased towards the southwest.

Time flies, and another seven days have passed.

On this day, Li Xiaofan and several elders were also squatting on a high mountain, looking focused.

Not long after, Elder Sun, who had attached an invisibility charm, appeared again.

"Elder Hu, everyone, I've already done a lot of research."

"The strongholds outside the three peaks in front are managed by the royal family and the Lingpuppet Sect."

"The strength is not yet certain, but according to my guess, it should be similar to the stronghold we destroyed before."

"Even if he is strong, he is not much stronger."

Everyone nodded, and Li Xiaofan slowly stood up.

"In that case, let's continue. If we capture this stronghold tonight, we can loot it again."

"Of course, we still have to pay attention to one thing. If the enemy's strength exceeds our estimate, then plan B will be adopted immediately."

Everyone nodded, then all stood up and secretly began to approach the stronghold ahead.

The stronghold in front of me is the same as what Elder Sun said. From the appearance, it should be similar to the last time.

However, I don't know if it was the reason why the stronghold was destroyed last time. At this time, the number of soldiers guarding and patrolling the stronghold in front of me was obviously larger.

And the vigilance is obviously higher than the former, no one is drinking and farting outside.

Everyone stood upright, and the patrollers were also very vigilant.

But no matter how vigilant you are, it will be of no use under the absolute firepower.

This time it was not Li Xiaofan who took action first, but everyone took action together.

First, the patrol team faced the sneak attack of the Yuanying monks.

Basically, before they could react, they were all beheaded.

At the same time, Li Xiaofan and others also took action.

Three strikes, five strikes, and two strikes were enough to control the soldiers standing guard.

However, just when Li Xiaofan was about to order a controlled soldier to open the formation gate.

Unexpectedly, an alarm sounded directly in the stronghold, and the bell rang loudly.

At the same time, the roars of the monks rang out from the stronghold...