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  The female cultivator in the cave mansion didn't even plan to straighten her robes, but when she saw Bai Yikui leaving and coming back, she rushed up to greet him and hugged him from behind.

   "Brother Bai! I miss you!"

  The nun couldn't stop thinking about it, she hugged Bai Yikui and refused to let go.

  Bai Yikui has long been unable to do what he wants, and now that his eyebrows are burning, he still has the heart to pretend to be in love with her.

   "Fuck off! You bitch!"

  Bai Yikui kicked the female cultivator to the ground, turned around and went to pack up his things. After tidying up valuable items, he fled quickly.

  After Bai Yikui left, the nun put on a casual robe and followed her out.

  The stronghold here originally had 8,000 to 9,000 people, and more than a hundred foundation-building monks. It is the strongest among the five strongholds.

  At this moment, after Bai Yikui also escaped, there were thousands of people in the stronghold, and no one had the will to fight, and they all rushed to be the first to disperse.

  When the news reached Wang Hong, he had just led a group of monks to a big victory, and he hadn't had time to collect the spoils.

  When he learned that Bai Yikui didn't resist and took the lead in running away, causing the monsters to occupy the stronghold here without any effort.

  Wang Hong was furious, Bai Yikui was rude to him earlier, but he endured it;

  Bai Yikui violated the order and did not come for reinforcements, and he only planned to hold him accountable afterwards;

   Now that Bai Yikui dared to lead the crowd to flee, he had to kill him immediately to restore the morale of the army.

   "Luo Zhongjie, immediately arrange for someone to summon Wen Lan and ask him to bring Bai Yikui's head to meet me!"

  The caravan led by Wen Lan is still resting on the flat ground, not too far from here.

   "Fu Li, Feng Chang, Yuan Jin, you three lead the monks under you, and now follow me to reinforce and beat back the wave of monsters that crossed the stronghold."

  The three of them looked at each other in disbelief when they heard Wang Hong's order.

   Now that their war has just ended, everyone is exhausted, their mana is exhausted, and they have no strength to fight anymore.

   And the wave of demons over there, they also know the news, there are a total of 50,000.

   And now they are dead and injured, and they can gather at most five or six thousand people, which is almost ten times the number.

  Before, he could still defend the city wall, but now he doesn't have any advantage at all. Isn't it obvious that he is going to die?

  Although they are all treasure-hunting monks and have experienced many fierce battles, they have never hit a stone like this.

   "What! Don't you dare?"

   Wang Hong's voice turned cold and he asked.

  The three of them still looked distressed, Yuan Jin said boldly: "Fellow Wang, this matter is not a matter of daring or not, but the current disparity in strength between the two sides is too great."

  After Yuan Jin explained, the other two also nodded in agreement.

  In this battle, they gathered a total of nearly ten thousand people. Relying on the city wall, they resisted the attack of monsters and finally turned defeat into victory.

   "Don't worry fellow daoists, I won't let you go to die, I have my own arrangements, and there will be 10,000 reinforcements to help.

  In addition, I believe fellow Taoists will soon be able to see Bai Yikui's head. "

  Wang Hong didn't want to persecute them too much, and giving them hope is often more effective.

   When the three of them heard Wang Hong's promise that there would be 10,000 reinforcements, their eyes lit up and they immediately regained some confidence.

  At the same time, they were also a little afraid of Luo Zhongjie and the others who were staring at him. They had seen the fighting power of this group of people before.

   Now it is the three groups of foundation-building monks joining forces, and they may not necessarily be their opponents.

   Moreover, as long as one or two percent of his monks die continuously, they will collapse and lose their combat effectiveness.

   But his aura is definitely not something that can be intimidated by a few deaths.

   "In addition, everyone who participates in this battle will get a half-jin bottle of spirit wine for recovery."

   Seeing that the expressions of several people had softened, Wang Hong threw out another bait.

   "I'm going to gather people now!"

  Fu Li was the first to turn around and walked towards the monk who was packing up the spoils.

  With the first one, soon there will be the second and the third, and all three of them went to gather their subordinates one after another.

   After the three of them gathered all their subordinates, Wang Hong took out a few jars of spirit wine, divided them into small bottles on the spot, and distributed them to everyone.

  Foundation cultivators are given second-tier mid-grade spirit wine, while Qi-training monks are given first-tier top-grade spirit wine.

   Half a catty per person, the total would need thousands of catties. These monks were all shocked by Wang Hong's attack.

  Especially the Foundation Establishment cultivators, there are more than one hundred people in total, and they have shared fifty or sixty catties of second-level spirit wine, which they can't buy even if they want to spend spirit stones on weekdays.

  After distributing the spirit wine, Wang Hong ordered all the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage to rush to Bai Yikui's stronghold with him.

   There are more than 100 foundation-building stage members in their group, and all the imperial weapons are flying. In the middle is the flying boat driven by 80 members of the Qi training stage.

  The rest of the qi training monks are relatively slow, so they can follow behind and serve as reinforcements for the second echelon.

  When they arrived, all the monks stationed had run away, and many monsters had already crossed the stronghold.

   "Let's kill the monsters that crossed the stronghold first, and then deal with the monsters in the stronghold together."

   Then more than a hundred foundation-building monks, plus a flying boat, headed towards the monsters that crossed the stronghold.

  The number of these monsters is not too many, and they are mainly first-order monsters. Their entry, like a tiger entering a herd, beheaded a group of monsters like cutting melons and vegetables.

  At this time, after seeing this group of people, the monsters in the stronghold rushed out of the stronghold and killed them.

   "My life is over!"

   This was the first thought that popped up in the bottom of Yuan Jin's heart when Yuan Jin and other Foundation Establishment cultivators saw the densely packed monsters rushing towards them.

   "Fellow Daoist Wang! Why haven't the 10,000 reinforcements arrived yet?" Feng Chang asked Wang Hong anxiously.

   "Here we come!"

  Wang Hong gave a loud shout, and the sleeves of his robe swelled, and then countless small black spots flew out of it, so densely packed that the number could not be seen clearly.

   "Is this the 10,000 reinforcements that Daoyou Wang said?"

  Feng Chang asked a little dumbfounded at this time.

   "These are just some slightly larger poisonous bees. It is far from enough to deal with so many monsters."

  Wang Hong ignored them, but controlled the poisonous bee to fly downward.

  These poisonous bees flew into the herd, and the herd immediately seemed to explode.

  These poisonous bees still only have the strength of first-level monsters, but their physical fitness is much stronger than that of monsters of the same level.

  Under the cultivation of Wang Hong's various elixir, a small body contains powerful power.

  Wang Hong released 15,000 poisonous bees. On average, every two poisonous bees can help him contain a first-order monster.

  At this time, Yuan Jin and others knew that this poisonous bee was unusual.

  At this time, another flying boat flew in the distance, which was the caravan led by Wen Lan.