"Fellow Daoist Qin!"

When the general monk saw Qin Fei flying over, he nodded slightly: "I heard that you have very good combat effectiveness. It is a very wise choice to belong to my Dongyang County."

"Haha, General Du, then you will rely more!" Qin Fei smiled, not saying that he actually wanted to earn some basic equipment so that he could continue to fight monsters and upgrade in the Xianlin Continent.

To put it bluntly, Qin Fei regarded Dongyang County as a "novice village". As long as he accumulated a certain amount of basic equipment and experience value, he would still leave here and go to a wider place to practice.

Of course, now is definitely not the time to say these words.

General monk Du Yiheng, seeing that Qin Fei was very good at making trouble, also laughed: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say that our Dongyang County advocates force. As long as you are willing to work hard, everything is possible. The first batch of rat races have been eliminated just now, and the second batch is probably soon. You and I will just wait patiently."

"Okay, General!"

Qin Fei nodded, stood behind Du Yiheng, and half-squinted his eyes and began to adjust his breathing.

After flying in the space channel for decades, the spiritual power has not been replenished. Now that I have arrived in the Immortal Forest Continent, the spiritual power is so strong that even the aura of fairy spirits is so strong that Qin Fei must have been absorbed quickly.

After about an hour or two, Qin Fei's spiritual power had recovered. A "squeak" sound came from the depths of the plain.

It seems that the large army of the Rat tribe has arrived.

Although the distance was tens of thousands of meters, Qin Fei could clearly see with his eyesight that the rat tribe was coming this time, with at least tens of thousands of monks.

At the front of the team is a monster general who rides a bit like a "dinosaur", with thick legs, but very slender arms.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the other party is still a female general, wearing a black cloak, wearing black iron armor, and a very fat figure. She is probably a big fat man.

Having the mid-stage cultivation level of the nine kalpas is enough to be comparable to that of the mid-stage cultivator of the Mahayana.

"Young guys, hurry up for me. Remember to capture the young and handsome young man alive. I haven't picked it up for several months!" The female general's voice was also very rough. With a wave of her hand, a large number of rat monks rushed towards the monks of Dongyang County like a tide.

"Give it to me!"

Du Yiheng took the lead in sacrificing a flying sword magic weapon, and a large number of clear white sword lights surged out, like meteors in the sky, bombing the rat clan monks.

The Mahayana cultivators are not just a joke. If Qin Fei had not had a magic weapon against the will of heaven and had a one-on-one fight based on his real talent and real knowledge, he might not have been able to beat Du Yiheng.

Seeing that Du Yiheng made a big move as soon as he made a move, he looked at him secretly. It seemed that he should be more low-key. The generals of a county guarding city were so fierce. Then, what level did the princess, the city lord reach?

"Design the formation!"

The monks of the rat tribe are not fools either. They use their bodies to block the invincible sword light.

Instead, a black shield-like thing was taken from the back and held it all over the head. Soon a huge shield was formed, like a steel plate, with no gaps in sight.

There is a faint layer of demonic power lingering on it, which has a clear defensive effect.

Boom boom boom...

Du Yiheng's ultimate move continued, accompanied by the burst sound, and the shields sacrificed by the rat clan monks kept emitting fire.

However, it was finally against Du Yiheng's attack.

Qin Fei was not in a hurry to take action. He first observed for a while to see which combat skills both sides could do. After all, this kind of group battle that often moves tens of thousands of people is not a single battle. If you are accidentally trapped by someone using the formation, it will be a big trouble.

Through observation, Qin Fei decided to take a conservative method to hunt down the monks of the rat clan. He must not show off his power. If the opponent has too many people, he will also attack the formation. He must not be careless.

At this moment, the rat monks were also ready to take action.

All of them opened their mouths and sprayed black fireballs like poisonous smoke, smashing towards the human monk.

"Be careful, it's the Red Rat Divine Smoke, extremely poisonous!"

Du Yiheng's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly supported the defensive shield light.

Qin Fei didn't care too much about the protection of his body with the black turtle seal. He took advantage of the opportunity of the melee between the two sides and turned into a stream of light and flew towards the rat tribe.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, be careful not to be poisoned!" Du Yiheng couldn't help reminding.

"It's okay, you have your own right!"

After responding, Qin Fei flew to the center of the battle between the two sides and shouted: "Sword Formation, go!"

Qin Fei's attack was very targeted, with hundreds of sword lights just covering some of the outermost rat cultivators. Those were the weakest seven-tribulation demon cultivators.

"Destroy!"

Qin Fei waved his arms and the Chunyang Sword Formation began to rotate at high speed. After the fusion of several magic weapons, the Chunyang Sword Formation also had the attributes of the Blood-Changing Divine Sword Sword Formation.

Even if the other party is cut, the essence and blood will disappear in large quantities.

Sure enough, with the screams, a large number of the energy of the rat monks dissipated and fell straight to the ground, turning into a corpse.

The "war merit order" in Qin Fei's arms kept illuminating white lights, recording Qin Fei's military achievements.

After one round, Qin Fei accumulated 100 points. Although it was not much, this was just the beginning.

The female general from the Rat Clan naturally noticed Qin Fei and frowned slightly: "That young master is not bad. Whoever captures this general alive, I must pick him to death!"

"General Chi, please fight!"

A thin and tall demon general who had nine tribulations of cultivation took a step forward and glared at Qin Fei and said.

He killed hundreds of his subordinates in one meeting, so he naturally wanted to catch Qin Fei and contribute to this fat woman to play with until death.
Chapter completed!