The Way of the Immortal Master

A guard next to him asked bitterly: "Can't we avoid these sand monsters?"

"It's too late, the sand monster is right in front of the caravan, and there is no time to turn and run away." Lao Bing's face was very ugly.

The surrounding guards rolled their eyes, already considering whether to abandon the caravan and escape.

If it wasn't for the fact that Lao Bing had accumulated a lot of power in the caravan, someone might have already escaped.

The primary target of the sand monsters is the cultivator. As for mortals and monsters, they will not show mercy when encountering them. But it will not deliberately go after and kill.

In the endless sea of ​​sand, those oases that were breached by sand monsters all had cultivators inside, which attracted the attacks of sand monsters.

However, in the endless sea of ​​sand, which oasis has no practitioners?

The oasis without the protection of cultivators would have disappeared into the sea of ​​sand for various reasons before the sand monsters came to attack.

At this time, another communication symbol turned into a streamer and flew over.

After receiving the communication talisman, Lao Buxing's expression became a little more relaxed.

"According to the investigation, there are not many sand monsters in this team. Most of them are small sand monsters, and there are only a few soldier-level sand monsters."

After listening to Lao Xing's words, everyone relaxed.

The little sand monster is not strong enough, and wins purely by numbers.

Even a fully armed mortal can kill a single little sand monster.

A few soldier-level sand monsters are nothing more than a few practitioners in the Qi refining period.

Knowing the specific strength of the sand monster, Lao Xing regained his confidence.

It is not far from Mingshafang City. He sent out a message talisman to inform Mingshafang City of the news of the sand monster's appearance, and then began to arrange it.

"There are not many sand monsters and their strength is not strong. We should take the initiative to attack."

"All the cultivators went out with the old man, and the mortals and camel beasts stayed where they were."

Lowe made the right decision.

The primary target of the sand monsters are practitioners. He led all the cultivators to take the initiative to attack. Before all the cultivators were eliminated, the sand monsters would not take the initiative to attack the sand lizards and mortals.

The decision of Lao's action can prevent the caravan from suffering losses to the greatest extent.

Meng Zhang, who walked a little embarrassedly, said: "Master Meng, I'm really sorry. As a guest, I have to trouble you to come forward and fight. I'm really rude."

"Senior Lao, don't feel sorry for it. Sand monsters are the public enemies of cultivators. It is the responsibility of every cultivator to wipe out sand monsters."

For fighting the sand monster, Meng Zhang was somewhat looking forward to it, but also somewhat apprehensive.

Lao Bu's cultivation base is far higher than that of Meng Zhang, and he can't read his mind with his supernatural powers, but it is basically certain that he has no malice towards Meng Zhang.

When facing sand monsters, Lao Poxing and others should be teammates who can rest assured.

In order to prevent the sand monsters from attacking the caravan, even the father and son of the Wang family who had been with mortals were called to his side by Meng Zhang.

"When you fight the sand monster later, you will follow me, and don't get separated." Meng Zhang ordered.

After making up his mind, he acted decisively, and immediately drove the monster mount under his crotch, led all the caravan guards, and rushed forward.

Zhui Fengju was tall, with a broad back, barely squeezed Meng Zhang and the others.

Zhui Fengju carried three people, kept up with the big team, and did not fall behind at all.

This team, composed entirely of practitioners, had only advanced a few miles before they found their target.

Dust billowed in the distance, yellow sand filled the sky, and streams of smoke and dust shot up into the sky.

The three spies who came forward were now desperately driving the monster mounts under their crotches, and ran towards this place with all their strength.

Behind them, streaks of sand and dust were quickly chasing after them.

Although the distance was still far away and covered by sand and dust, Meng Zhang's delusion-breaking eyes still saw the true face of the sand monster clearly through the yellow sand all over the sky.

Sand monsters are tall and hideous, even the so-called small sand monsters are a head taller than normal adults.

The few soldier-level sand monsters acting as leaders are like little giants compared to humans.

The whole body of the sand monster is composed of rough sand grains, which is indeed worthy of the name, and it is worthy of the name of the sand monster.

Although there are many sand monsters, they are not chaotic at all.

Under the leadership of several soldier-level sand monsters, these sand monsters are like a well-disciplined army, arranged in a strict formation.

When the team of sand monsters marched in formation, the surrounding area of ​​the team would be swept by wind and sand, filling countless yellow sands.

This not only adds a layer of defense to the Sand Monster team, but also increases the speed of the entire Sand Monster team.

Although Lao Buzuo is a businessman, when facing the attack of the sand monster, he still showed a bit of general style.

He gave an order, and everyone drove their mounts to meet them, obviously wanting to take them into their team before the sand monster caught up with the three spies.

The monster mounts ridden by the caravan guards were all specially selected, and they were all monsters known for their speed. Especially the bloated camel that Lao Bubu rode was actually a bit faster than Meng Zhang's chasing wind horse.

Those three spies were lucky, they were fast enough, and the people who responded did not disappoint them. Before being caught up by the sand monster team, they successfully reunited with their teammates.

After the caravan guards gathered, under the command of Lao Xingxing, everyone jumped off their mounts and lined up in front to meet the impact of the sand monster team head-on.

Those mounted monsters have been domesticated for a long time and are basically raised. At this time, everyone knew to take the initiative to run to the back, so as not to get involved in the next battle.

These caravan guards have been getting along for a long time, and they cooperated with each other tacitly. Under the command of Lao Xingxing, they formed a horizontal long snake formation, facing the rushing sand monster.

In large-scale battles involving large groups of cultivators, formation is very important.

The formation can give full play to one's own strength, and can even attack the strong with the weak.

Some large sects also have special war formations inside the sects, which are used for large-scale wars in the realm of comprehension.

Using the war circle, monks can leapfrog challenges.

In the history of warfare in the cultivation world, the large-scale war formation formed by the monks of the foundation establishment period and the monks of the qi refining period can restrain or even hurt Jindan Daoist.

Of course, these caravan guards couldn't form that kind of formation. They only had a simple formation, which was convenient for their own cooperation.

Probably because he was worried that Meng Zhang, an outsider, was not familiar with cooperating, Lao Bubu didn't let him enter the formation, but let him stand outside the formation, which was the tail of the long snake formation.

Meng Zhang led the Wang family and his son to follow orders.

Although he was a little nervous, Meng Zhang couldn't say he was nervous.

On the other hand, the father and son of the Wang family hardly even participated in the fighting in the realm of comprehension on weekdays. Facing such a big scene at this moment, they both felt their lips were dry and their hands and feet were weak.

Because of Meng Zhang's warning in advance, they did not dare to flee.

Watching the military parade yesterday morning delayed the time, and then I was in a hurry to update it, and forgot to say happy National Day.

On the 70th National Day, I want to say a lot, but I don't know where to start.

Forget it, I can't read the author's words, and I won't talk nonsense at the end of the chapter, so as not to affect everyone's reading.

Again, I wish you all a happy holiday and thank you for your support.