Life should not be cut off!
Seeing the girl sitting on the camel, with a face as calm as water, elegant and smart eyes, looking at the fighting place with no ripples or ripples.
Deep hope suddenly rose in Sha Heng's heart.
On the contrary, the Chishui tribe's men who came back with Lingchu all the way saw the girl who was as beautiful as a snow-capped mountain fairy in the blood, approaching the battlefield step by step.
Everyone's heart was tense, but they remembered that this beautiful girl who didn't look like a real person was breathless, frail, and looked like a porcelain person who could break at the touch of a touch.
There is no place for such a person to come to such a ferocious scene.
At that moment, Chishui Buerlang, who was very close, shouted anxiously, "Miss Ah Chu! Don't come here! Leave quickly! It's dangerous!"
As soon as these words came out, they immediately received responses from many Chishui tribe members, and anxious voices sounded one after another.
Lingchu took a look at the young man who shouted, reminding him that he was a young man with a wheat-colored face who looked cheerful and resolute. At this time, half of his face was covered with thick blood. Half of the blood was dried and stuck to the young man's face, and half was still dripping down his cheeks.
It seems that the young man's energetic face is two points less immature and three points more ferocious.
But the worry and anxiety in his eyes were genuine.
Lingchu recognized this boy, whose name had the character "falcon".
He flies like a falcon, flying to the violent sky.
It's an imposing name.
Lingchu met Falcon's worried gaze, tilted his head and smiled softly, his jade-white fingertips brushed an animal skin bag on his waist, and a snow-white kitten with different-colored eyes suddenly appeared in the void. Son.
Although it was just a small cat, the moment this petite and beautiful cat appeared, an invisible pressure suddenly swept across the entire battlefield.
The human race was okay, but all the sand wolves felt as if they were facing an abyss. They whimpered, the fierce light in their eyes disappeared, and they crawled on the yellow sand, their heads buried low, and their bodies even trembled slightly.
Even the sand wolf that was facing Sha Heng Sacrifice, which was more than twice the size of an ordinary sand wolf, let out a whimper. However, it was relatively better. At least, it did not crawl down, but was just afraid. He squatted down extremely, but did not dare to move.
The one who had the biggest reaction was Mo He.
Although he was also vigilant when Lingchu appeared, when he investigated Lingchu, he found that Lingchu was just a mortal without spiritual power. Before he could relax, he saw the white monster.
The monster in the foundation building stage! Equivalent to a body refiner in the innate realm!
His cultivation is not weaker than his own! Even, it seems to be even more vigorous and majestic.
Moreover, it was definitely not a cat. Although it looked petite and cute, its innate aura made Mo He nervous.
I'm just afraid something will happen to destroy the Chishui Department today.
anyway! A stern look flashed in Mo He's eyes. No matter what, get rid of Gero first!
Even if he couldn't destroy the Chishui tribe, he still wanted Gro, to die!
In an instant, Mo He changed his original idea of playing slowly, and for the first time, he took out all his strength, and went straight towards Gero, who was still smashed into the sand pit.
He's going to kill him with one blow!
To capture the thief, capture the king first.
Qingkong had just gotten out of the monster bag. Because she had been in the monster bag with thin spiritual power, darkness, and extreme boredom for a long time, Qingkong felt that she was almost rusty.
As a result, after finally coming out, before he could fully recover, he saw the 'King of Thieves' from the enemy's side designated by the master, heading towards a place with a strong murderous intent.
Qingkong is well aware of the concepts taught by Lingchu, to be the first to deal with the strongest, and that whatever the enemy wants to do, no matter what, destroy it first.
Therefore, before Qingkong had time to wonder where he was and why the owner hadn't released it for so long, he jumped up and slowly grew in size in the air.
By the time he was able to block Mo He's killing move towards Ge Luo, Qingkong had turned into a giant snow-white tiger, with one dark gold eye and one blue eye. There was a strong evil aura in the tiger's eye, standing opposite Mo He. .
Protecting Groh behind him.
This big man, the master said he would save him.
Although Qingkong felt that the world in front of her was unfamiliar and the person she wanted to protect did not know her, as long as the master was there, it would not be a problem.
Therefore, Qingkong tilted her head and thought about it, and felt that it would be better to solve it.
Cut off all signs of danger directly at the source.
There is not much suspense in the battle between Qingkong and Mohe.
Qingkong and Lingchu built the foundation at about the same time. In total, it has been nearly ten years. Later, in the master's secret realm, they accepted the teachings of the exorcist and the inheritance of the exorcist. Their current strength , although he has not yet reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, but in a real battle, Qingkong, who is already a good fighter of the Tiger Clan, will not necessarily lose even against a monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, not to mention this one who has just been promoted to Foundation Establishment. Body refiner.
However, the body-refining warriors in the foundation-building stage are different from the Tao cultivators in the foundation-building stage. At least, they can withstand beatings a lot.
The field became quiet again. When Qingkong slapped Mo He to the ground, the originally fair and sinister young man no longer had any good skin on his body, and half of his body could no longer even move.
It's much worse than Gro.
All the sand wolves were frightened by Qingkong's pressure. Sha Hengji and Gro, who had freed their hands, instantly joined the battle group, and the original battle situation changed dramatically.
Just like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, the lives of the people of the Molang tribe were harvested one by one. The people of the Chishui tribe did not spare a single person of the Molang tribe, not even a sand wolf.
Looking around the battlefield, there were originally one hundred and fifty-eight warriors of the Chishui Department. Now, there are only eighty-nine left. This includes the twenty-odd Chishui Department soldiers who came back later.
Suddenly, more than half of the Chishui tribe soldiers died in the hands of the Molang tribe!
There are also many people who are still alive who are missing arms and legs. In the future, their lives will inevitably be affected, and they may even become disabled people.
Standing on a bloody desert, the people of the Chishui Tribe didn't have any joy of victory in their hearts, only... full of sadness.
After watching Ge Luo and Sha Heng sacrifice and pierce several finger-thick bone needles into Mo He, who could not move, Qingkong proudly retracted his claws and walked elegantly to Lingchu's side.
As soon as he arrived at Lingchu's side, the majestic white tiger immediately turned into a snow-white kitten, jumped into Lingchu's arms nimbly, and rubbed Lingchu's shoulder like a baby.
Touching Qingkong's soft, cloud-like fur, a sweet smile appeared on Lingchu's face. After all, it had been a long time since she had seen Qingkong.
The Chishui tribesmen who were silently cleaning the battlefield looked at the beautiful girl sitting on the camel with a petite white cat in her arms in awe. They all swallowed subconsciously and did not dare to look further.
Especially the Chishui tribe members who were traveling with Lingchu, as well as A Luo, all seemed to be greatly frightened, and their expressions were sad and slightly dazed.
Is this still the sickly beautiful girl who gasps every step of the way and is so weak that she can be blown away by a gust of wind and fainted by the slightest touch? !
