After waiting for several days, just as the Dai brothers were getting impatient, they were resting in a small forest on a hillside ten miles away from the mine. Suddenly, they heard the sound of an intense battle coming from the direction of the mine.
The Dai brothers stood up abruptly.
"Someone is fighting with the foreign cultivators in the mine. It seems like there are quite a few of them. What should we do?" A young cultivator called Yan Feng was moved. "Do you want to help our Full Moon Immortal World people?"
"Junior brother Yan, you are warm-hearted, but we are neither relatives nor friends. If we rush out like this, do you think they will appreciate it? Won't they think we are going to snatch merit points? "Dai Chong sneered.
"Let's wait and see if the winged cavalry tribe that some people are talking about really exists."
"I didn't stop you before." Towards Dai Chong's hostility, Lu Xiaotian directly replied.
Peng Dayong laughed. He felt that Lu Xiaotian's edge was sharper than before, but he liked it.
Dai Chong snorted.
"Who is good at dealing with birds?" Cao Haihua asked in a deep voice.
"We brothers have a type of black wolf smoke. When it explodes in the air, it can gather for a long time without dissipating. Presumably, the winged rider tribe's aerial attacks will be affected." Dai Chong's face carried a bit of arrogance.
"Sirius Smoke? If used well, it can have a miraculous effect. Who else? " Cao Haihua nodded. Although the Dai brothers were a bit arrogant, they indeed had the qualifications to be arrogant.
"I have a type of heavy crossbow that can be used to shoot the birds in the air. But with only one heavy crossbow, it may not solve too much of the problem." The one who spoke was Bai Lixing, who had not spoken much along the way.
"Since we don't have a particularly good method at the moment, let's wait and see." Cao Haihua nodded.
The group carefully advanced towards the mine where the conflict broke out.
Screech — A sharp eagle cry was like a heavy drum, striking the bottom of everyone's heart.
As far as the eye could see, there were two groups of six black eagles flying through the air, each with a cultivator in rough gray robes standing on top of each black eagle. Everyone carried a black wooden longbow on their back and a quiver of arrows thicker than a thumb.
"Winged Cavalry Tribe!" Apart from the Winged Cavalry Tribe, even the large immortal sects rarely took out all the spiritual beasts of the same grade four and above at once. Twelve eagles, twelve cultivators. In terms of pure strength, there were twenty-four Foundation Establishment cultivators. What's more, three of the spiritual beasts had a particularly strong aura. They had vaguely reached the sixth level, which was equivalent to the late stage of Foundation Establishment. If they were here, the strength of this wave of cultivators from the Winged Cavalry Tribe would be even more terrifying.
Moreover, the other party was relying on a spirit bird that was equivalent to the Foundation Establishment stage to come and go like the wind in the sky. Even if they could fly on their swords, they were afraid that they would not be a match for the other party.
Even without Cao Haihua's signal, no one dared to even breathe loudly for fear of provoking an attack from above. After all, the opponent's strength was at an absolute advantage.
"Oh no, we've encountered an ambush." The people who ambushed the mine were the cultivators from the Shangqing Sect near Xuanqing City. There were a group of ten people, and the leader was also a late stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. However, when they were ambushing, two more people came out from the Wind Spirit Stone Mine. They had a layer of white feathers on their bodies. Although they stayed in the Wind Spirit Stone Mine, the white feathers were spotless. It seemed like they were specially plotting something. The Shangqing Sect cultivators who were in charge of the ambush were also quite strong. There were actually as many as three late stage Foundation Establishment cultivators. Compared to the group of people who were guarding the Wind Spirit Stone Mine, they had an advantage in terms of quantity and quality. However, when these people saw that the situation was not good, they directly hid in the mine. The mine was easy to defend and hard to attack. The people from the Shangqing Sect couldn't swarm in. After trying a few times, they were beaten back by the foreign cultivators.
"Haha, our reinforcements have arrived. You bunch of idiots, your time of death has come!" The cultivators guarding the Wind Spirit Stone Mine laughed arrogantly.
The people from the Winged Cavalry Tribe in the sky didn't give much instructions. The two small groups each drew their bows and arrows, and heavy arrows that were thicker than a thumb continuously shot down.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh …
The arrows faintly carried the sound of fire and thunder. These heavy arrows were actually made of fire stones!
The cultivators below raised their magic tools to block the arrows. However, controlling the magic tools from a distance was controlled by Divine Thought, so its power was slightly reduced. The heavy arrows that left the bowstring pierced through the sky and were still made of fire and thunder stones. The Winged Cavalry Tribe was known for their aerial warfare, and naturally, it wasn't an undeserved reputation. Every tribe in the Winged Cavalry Tribe had its own unique battle tactics to survive. These battle tactics were accumulated from killing powerful demonic beasts over a long period of time at the cost of blood and lives. They were passed down from generation to generation and lasted for a long time. Moreover, the joint battle tactics were far more powerful than these cultivators who were used to fighting alone.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh. The heavy arrows came down like rain. These cultivators controlled their magic tools to forcibly block the heavy arrows. The stronger cultivators were fine, but a few of the weaker cultivators were a little shaky after blocking the heavy swords at this time. It was a kind of performance where one's strength fell short of one's will after receiving a heavy blow.
However, the winged cavalry warriors in the sky didn't stop at all. The black eagle beneath him flapped its wings, and hundreds and thousands of black feathers rained down like a storm, enveloping them. In this way, it was equivalent to them facing an attack that was twice as strong. A large area attack like the black eagle's feathers was not scary, but it had the advantage in numbers. The heavy arrows that were pierced through the black eagle's feathers were even more difficult to guard against.
After a few rounds of attack, a few screams sounded. Three Early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators and one Middle-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Shangqing Sect were shot to death by the heavy arrows. The magic tools that lost control in the air looked like they were drunk and fell to the ground shakily.
Cao Haihua and the others gasped. They didn't expect the cultivators of the Winged Cavalry Tribe to be far more valiant than the rumors. It was a simple attack, but the advantage was that it was fast. It was so fast that people didn't have enough time to react. It was simple and effective. After a few rounds of arrows, the Shangqing Sect cultivators on the ground were reduced to sixty percent in the blink of an eye. How terrifying was that?
Lu Xiaotian looked up at the sky. The weaker winged cavalry warriors on the black eagles were breathing a little faster at this time. It seemed that although the power of these few rounds of attack wasn't small, they also consumed a lot of their own strength. However, compared to the Shangqing Sect cultivators on the ground who were passively defending, it was much easier. Even if they killed all the Shangqing Sect cultivators, they should still have some strength left.
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