The third squad in this battle can be described as a great victory, and the harvest is extremely rich, but none of the people present showed a smile on their faces.
In this camp temporarily opened by bandit cultivators, the dozen or so people left behind, except for two injured martial realm cultivators and a few mortal realm cultivators, were all children who had never cultivated at all.
A monk killing a few mortals who have no power to bind chickens may just regard them as ants, although they may be ridiculed by others, but if they kill them, they will kill them, but what if they kill children?
After the great changes in the world in the previous life, the order of the entire cultivation world collapsed, coupled with the invasion of foreign tribes, many monks had to become robbers for a living, just like this, dragging their families but living in a fixed place, robbery is not only the foundation of maintaining their cultivation, but also the guarantee of reproduction and inheritance.
But such a group of monks is often very easy to encounter catastrophes, and once they are in danger, they often destroy their families, leaving no women, children, or children behind.
Although Yang Junshan didn't know how Liu Zhifei found this robber camp, when he came here, he already knew what was going to happen next, so at the beginning he would rather fight the opponent's strongest person first, but he didn't want to have the blood of women, children, and children who had no power to resist on their hands, even if they were all descendants of bandits.
Judging from this humble camp, this group of robbers obviously only used this place as a temporary settlement, and then from the perspective of the women and children left behind, the total number of bandits cultivating this group should be about twenty people, among which there were about seven or eight habitual bandits who went out to rob and kill the caravan, and at least five or six of them were monks from the Martial Realm, as for the two injured Martial Realm monks left behind in the camp, they should have been injured in the process of robbing the caravan before, and stayed in the camp to recuperate, not wanting to be killed by the people of the third squad in the end.
In just a moment, all the useful things in the camp were roughly gathered together, Xiong Xiyi and Fang Zhonghui carried out a large box of jade coins from a low wooden house, at least four or five thousand pieces, Liu Zhifei found more than ten bottles of elixirs and brought them out with a jade plate, although most of them were Dharma-level elixirs, but there were also three or five bottles of elixirs suitable for the use of martial arts realm monks.
Ning Ran found a stack of talismans, three of which were even spiritual talismans, all of which were sealed with spiritual magic, you must know that the power of the talisman itself is closely related to the type of magical power sealed on it, a martial artist realm cultivator himself has not cultivated spiritual magic magical powers, naturally it is impossible to make a spiritual talisman that seals spiritual magical powers, Yang Junshan has seen the power of spiritual talismans several times, and knows that this kind of thing is quite useful even for the martial arts realm.
Zhuang Guangyu and Luo Bingkun found a bag of spiritual grass, but the grade was not too high, most of them were middle and lower grade spiritual grasses, but the number was not small.
The remaining Wang Zong, Qi Zhou, and An Qingnian were collecting the largest number of spiritual materials and other materials, and Yang Junshan was among them.
"Xiao Yang, why did it take so long to find so many things?"
Although Yang Junshan had previously blocked the two bandit cultivators with the highest cultivation level with Liu Zhifei, the credit for this battle was the greatest, but only a few things were found in the past half day, everyone was busy collecting the spoils, and he was the only one who looked leisurely, Luo Bingkun couldn't stand it and immediately asked.
"I asked him to prepare for the formation arrangement," before Yang Junshan could answer, Liu Zhifei's voice had already come from behind him, and said: "There are obviously other accomplices going out in this bandit village, we have copied other people's nests now, I think those people will soon get the news and return to help, we will continue to ambush here, those bandit cultivators who went out to rob are all good hands in this village, I estimate that there are at least five or six monks in the martial realm, in order to eliminate evil, so that a bandit cultivator does not escape the net, I have already instructed Xiao Yang to survey the terrain here, select suitable equipment for formation, and set up a simple formation to cover it, so that those people will not flee first after discovering the clues!"
Luo Bingkun looked angry, and stopped talking after begging for something boring, Yang Junshan smiled and continued to pick and choose among the materials collected by others.
It is true that Yang Junshan is choosing the utensils that can be used to arrange the formation, but what kind of spiritual materials are suitable for the formation is up to him alone, not to mention that what he plans to set up here is just a hidden formation to block the eyes, and the array artifacts that can be collected can be used to arrange other formations, and he even found two spiritual materials for refining the formation chess.
"Okay, everything is here," Liu Zhifei clapped his hands and shouted: "Divide the spoils!"
Everyone gathered together, and the shadow caused by the killing of women, children and children dissipated in an instant.
Liu Zhifei unceremoniously took the largest share, followed by Xiong Xiyi, Ning Ran and Yang Junshan's three shares, this was because Yang Junshan killed one of the strongest bandit cultivators, so he was able to stand side by side with Ning Ran and Xiong Xiyi, the two third-level cultivators of the Martial Realm, and the others were distributed according to their merits.
Yang Junshan had three hundred more jade coins in his hand, a few elixirs and some useful cultivation materials, and the remaining scattered materials were temporarily placed here to be sold by himself or uniformly purchased by Shaotian Sect afterwards.
After hearing the handling plan that Liu Zhifei said, they unanimously chose to be acquired by the Shaking Heaven Sect, and then Liu Zhifei would send out the jade coins that he deserved.
Yang Junshan used the materials looted here to make some simple formation equipment, and set up a low-level concealment formation to hide everyone's figures and traces of previous wars.
Everyone waited for about an hour, and in the northeast of the mountains, there was a cloud of smoke and dust rising, all the way towards this side, obviously a martial realm monk was rushing over with the technique of riding the wind.
It wasn't until they were about to reach the cottage that they saw that there were three people pulling behind these four martial realm monks, but they were three mortal realm monks.
Seeing that the cottage was still the same, the seven monks did not suspect that he was there, and all the way to the cottage approached, they suddenly felt that the surrounding scenery was shaking like water waves.
The leader of the seven bandit cultivators was heartbroken, and shouted: "No, there is an ambush, withdraw quickly!"
"It's too late!"
A shout sounded as the stealth formation dispersed on its own, Liu Zhifei still rushed out first as before, and the magic weapon in his hand drew a streamer on the edge of the sky and killed the bandit cultivator at the head.
These seven bandit cultivators also turned red in an instant, and only heard one person shout: "Niu'er, they are all dead, everyone is dead, even my five-year-old son will not let go, fight with them!"
Although there were seven members of this group of bandit cultivators, three of them were only mortal realm monks, and they were just following other bandit cultivators to clean the battlefield on weekdays, and they were killed in the moment they encountered the enemy, while the other four looked like mad tigers at the beginning, and when their spells were cast, they were all in a desperate posture of losing both sides.
The leader was a third-level cultivator of the Martial Realm, and the remaining three cultivations were also in the initial stage of the Martial Realm, even if they had to work hard, the gap was too huge compared to the ten Martial Realm cultivators in the third squad, and soon the three of them were beheaded one after another under the siege of everyone, but the leader was still controlling the only magic weapon among the bandit cultivators to fight Liu Zhifei, and that posture was simply fighting to the death to leave some injuries on him.
Liu Zhifei had already won the battle, so naturally he didn't want to fight to the death with this person, but unexpectedly this person turned the target of the attack in an instant, and blue flames suddenly ignited all around him, and he rushed towards Ning Ran regardless.
Liu Zhifei didn't expect that this person would turn to attack Ning Ran, and exposed the flaws behind him in front of him like this; and Ning Ran also didn't expect that Liu Zhifei, who had the upper hand, would actually let the bandit cultivator rush out.
Neither of them thought that the bandit cultivator who was desperate had been planning for a long time, and without intention, Ning Ran did not have time to use the strongest means to face the bandit cultivator, and although Liu Zhifei made up a blow behind the bandit cultivator in time, he expected that the bandit cultivator would die under this blow, but he still could not stop the bandit cultivator's methods from breaking out.
"Junior Brother Ning, be careful!" Liu Zhifei only had time to shout.
Boom, it was like a dry thunder exploded in the sky, as the fire expanded, the bandit cultivator's whole body was blown into fragments and scattered around, and Ning Ran was also knocked away, falling more than ten feet away, still rolling and smashing over the two wooden stakes erected around the village to make a fence wall, and then he staggered and wanted to stand up.
But before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, Ning Ran, who looked charred, opened his mouth and spilled a mouthful of black blood mist, and the whole person looked up to the sky and fell.
"Junior Brother Ning!"
"Brother Ning!"
"Brother Ran!"
Several people hurriedly ran over, only to see Ning Ran lying upright on the ground, although his chest was still undulating, but the whole person had passed out in a coma, and a large area of skin from the right cheek and ear to the neck and then to the right shoulder had been burned and festered.
Liu Zhifei hurriedly took out a jade bottle from his arms, and didn't have time to see a few pills poured out, just stuffed them into Ning Ran's mouth, while Xiong Xiyi on the other side slowly poured a bottle of liquid onto the ulcerated wound.