Wu Tian was quite excited at this time. Isn't this tailor-made for his Sancai Sword Formation? It was decided that it was him.
It's only the middle of the month, so there's still plenty of time, and the possibility of success will be greater if the other two are separated.
However, Wu Tian soon discovered that things were not that simple. Under the induction of his spiritual sense, the three of them, Butler Yu, were almost inseparable. Even the training cabins in the canyon were closely connected. If there was any trouble, they would be able to rush to it as soon as possible. Come to the rescue.
This meant that Wu Tian only had three seconds to face the Bai Gongfeng alone.
He estimated that only by reaching the seventh level, that is, the body of a ninth-level demon slayer, he could defeat and kill a Nascent Soul monk in such a short period of time, and it also depended on luck.
Once the other two people arrive, even if they use the Earth Formation Sword Tomb to kill three people, the huge fluctuations in spiritual power will definitely attract other Mao family members and even Mahayana monks to come and check, and his escape will become a problem.
After some struggle, Wu Tian finally decided to put safety first.
Time passed day by day. During this period, as we got closer to the depths of the canyon, monsters appeared more and more frequently, sometimes more than a dozen times a day.
There are also many members of the Ding Group, but under Wu Tian's intervention, the area where the Eighty-Sixth Ancestor Ding is located is much better than other places.
However, he was not in a good mood. Although Bai Gongfeng and others also started to attack those monsters, they always teamed up with three or even four people, and there was no chance at all.
On this day, Wu Tiangang repelled a four-turn monster. At this time, there was a loud sound of shaking the mountains from the depths of the canyon. It seemed like something huge was running, and it seemed like an earthquake of magnitude 18. Even the surrounding monsters The animal carcasses began to rustle down.
Everyone present stopped what they were doing, and some timid guys even looked frightened.
The longest time they have been here is nearly four months, but they have never encountered this terrifying scene.
Wu Tian squinted his eyes. With his powerful spiritual consciousness, he could faintly detect violent fluctuations of spiritual power coming from the depths of the canyon, as if there were high-level monks fighting.
Just because they were too far apart, he couldn't be sure.
At this time, the Mao family's followers flew into the air one after another. Just as they were comforting the cultivators below, a pair of bloody red eyes suddenly appeared in the surrounding haze, followed by a second pair and a third pair.
Everyone felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, even the Mao family's followers.
this,,,
Is this a monster orgy?
Looking at the amount, it exceeds three digits at least.
More than a hundred monsters may not be many in a team of tens of thousands of people, but don't forget their powerful bodies that are comparable to those of fourth- and fifth-level heavenly demons. There is no difference.
According to convention, it would take at least an attack from a Nascent Soul stage monk and the cooperation of several people to injure the fifth-level heavenly demon.
There are only a few Yuanying-stage monks in the entire Mao family, less than fifty, and half of them have followed Mao Lianqiu into the depths of the canyon.
This means that the current canyon can only contain ten monsters at most.
Time seemed to stop. After a few breaths, bursts of miserable howls and cries for help resounded throughout the canyon as these weird-looking monsters moved out.
When they see someone, they pounce on them and bite them wildly, then swallow them mixed with the scattered blood and internal organs, and then continue to look for the next target.
In mid-air, the Nascent Soul stage monks continued to cast various powerful spells and magic weapons, but with little effect.
In less than two minutes, no less than three hundred casual cultivators died tragically at the mouth of the monster.
At this moment, some demon hunters who were slow to escape began to save themselves.
Their method is very simple, which is to summon their contracted monster.
In the eyes of monsters, there is no difference between monsters and humans. They are both food. This delay also buys them a lot of precious time to escape.
During this chaos, a figure kept moving through the crowd.
Soon, the white-haired old man transformed into a middle-aged man with sinister eyes.
"Where are the people? Where did they go?"
At this time, Wu Tian was dodging while observing the figures flying above.
He is looking for Bai Zongzong.
After waiting for many days, the chaos caused by the monster group today created a golden opportunity for him.
Definitely not to be missed.
found it.
Not long after, Wu Tian's eyes suddenly lit up. He carefully walked around two monsters that were killing crazily not far away. When he was about to pass by, a gray shadow suddenly passed in front of his eyes, and then he felt a pain in his mind.
This was a gray-white figure, the height of an ordinary person, resembling an ape, but without a body and no hands. The pair of green eyes were staring at Wu Tian who looked in pain, with a creepy smile on his face.
However, the next second, its smile froze.
Wu Tian opened his eyes and his expression returned to this. He looked at the attacker in front of him and said, "Is this the elusive ghost?"
After saying that, he punched him.
This is the first time he has seen this thing after being here for so long.
Wu Tian was indeed attacked by the opponent just now. This spiritual consciousness attack, which was enough to severely damage the early Yuanying monks, was still not enough in front of the six-armed Shura body.
boom.
The fist passed through the chest with a strong wind, but it did not hurt the opponent at all.
The ghost bared its teeth and seemed to be sneering, but soon, its smile turned extremely painful, and at the same time it let out a piercing scream, and finally turned and ran away.
Wu Tian showed a hint of regret. Although the opponent was not afraid of physical attacks, his spiritual consciousness was only comparable to that of an ordinary early-level eighth-level ghost controller, and he did not have the attack method of the evil ghost that could condense the void into reality.
But he didn't expect that at a higher level, Six-Armed Shura's attack would only severely damage the opponent.
The Six-Armed Shura has always been defensive, and its attack is not very strong. In many cases, it only has an unexpected effect.
"Perhaps we have to wait until it is truly mature to unleash its true power?"
After this period of practice, its last pair of arms have grown more than half, and are still a little short of being fully formed.
High in the distance, Butler Yu and the other three were leaning on their horns to use magic weapons to blast a monster below. The angry creature bared its teeth and claws and tried to rush into the air, but was repeatedly frustrated.
"Humph, a beast is a beast,"
At this time, Butler Yu controlled a gilded five-foot long sword and kept attacking. The blade of this medium-grade magic weapon was filled with blazing flames. Every blow could poke a bloody hole or cut off a large piece of the monster. Meat.
Of course, he wouldn't be able to do it so easily without the help of the Yuanying Stage monks around him.
Five minutes later, the monster was already bruised and bruised, but still showed no sign of falling.
"We've wasted a lot of time here, clean it up quickly, there are still many monsters around,"
Bai Gongfeng's tone was cold, "If those wastes are allowed to die too many, it will delay the deputy city lord's plan."
Butler Yu did not refute his words. His strength was there. Although he had a backing, he still had to have the most basic respect.
Just when they were about to increase their output, the sharp-eyed Butler Yu suddenly saw a figure appearing below.
It didn't know when it appeared. Its body was illusory, its head was huge, and its pair of hollow and strange eyes stared straight at the three people in the sky.
At this moment, Butler Yu felt a rush of cold air from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.
"You, ghost, run away."
He let out a scream, turned around and ran away, not even paying attention to the monster below.
Damn it, how could you encounter it? Isn't it said that this kind of monster is extremely rare and will not appear once a month?
Every time this kind of monster appears, its strength is no lower than that of the Nascent Soul stage, and ordinary spell attacks are completely ineffective, causing everyone in the Mao family a headache.
He lamented his bad luck, but forgot that the entire canyon was now rioting, and hundreds of monsters appeared. It was not normal for these ghosts to appear.
At the same time, the expressions of Bai Gongfeng and the other two men also changed slightly, apparently realizing that this ghost was far stronger than them.
Just as they turned around and ran away, the ghost below who had not moved suddenly hugged his big head, his deformed facial features twisted together, and then let out an extremely weird cry.
Followed by three screams in mid-air.
In order to distract the ghost's attention, Butler Yu and the three people escaped separately, but at this moment, they all fell down like dumplings.
Butler Yu, who was the weakest, almost fell into a coma under the impact of this terrifying spiritual consciousness. Fortunately, when he fell, he saw that the monster did not rush towards him.
At this time, Bai Chongfeng was in very bad condition. He had a splitting headache and was unable to move for the time being. Fortunately, he didn't fly high just now, only a few dozen meters, so he wouldn't fall to death.
Just when he was about to hit the ground, he saw a sinister middle-aged man speeding towards him from the end of his eyes.
Feeling Ling Ran's murderous intent on the other side, he suddenly became nervous.
"You,,, who are you?"
He shouted loudly, and at the same time struggled to forcefully cast the magic weapon, but saw the other party raised his hand.
The next second, another intense pain came, even worse than the one just now.
"ah,,,"
He let out a scream and attacked his spiritual consciousness twice in succession. However, in the early stage of Nascent Soul, his spiritual consciousness in the sea of consciousness suddenly became like paste, and his eyes became blurred, let alone casting spells.
With a loud bang, the screams of Bai Gongfeng, who had many broken bones, suddenly stopped, and his whole aura became extremely weak.
At the same time, the middle-aged man came to the front, lifted his neck and clicked it without saying a word.
A Yuanying stage monk died in frustration like this.
The middle-aged man was naturally pretended to be Wu Tian.
He picked up Bai Gongfang's body and turned around to leave. After skillfully removing the storage ring from the opponent's hand, he threw his body directly to a nearby monster that was killing people.
The latter was naturally not polite, biting it off and swallowing it in his belly.
During this period, Wu Tian also noticed Butler Yu on the other side who was struggling to get up. After thinking about it, he finally resisted the temptation, turned around and galloped away from the canyon.
