Countless ferocious beasts fell from the clouds behind the Maya Palace, like divine soldiers from heaven. Such a shocking scene turned all the monks to stone on the spot.
Those spirit beasts had at least a golden elixir level of cultivation. Their bodies were glowing with golden light, and wherever they passed, they turned into a wasteland.
Many Wuji Sect disciples saw familiar faces among the spirit beasts. Because most of the spirit beasts were captured from the snow-capped mountains with their own hands. Only then did they realize that none of the spiritual beasts had been executed. Instead, it was kept in an unknown place inside the gate.
The disciples of Wuji Sect burst into tears. The reinforcements that suddenly entered the battlefield gave them hope of survival. Let them reignite the blazing fireworks of battle!
Qin Xuetian's expression was ferocious. Let out a roar.
"No! How is this possible!" He gritted his teeth and said, "Qingqing, what's going on with your intelligence? Have you never noticed that there are so many spiritual beasts?"
Among the beasts, a young man stood on the head of a huge ancient Qinggu snake. The boy looked ordinary. He waved a crimson feather in his hand and commanded the spiritual beasts to fight.
The ghost doctor took a clear look at the young man in the distance.
The young man's pupils were clear and there was nothing unusual about him, and there were no beast control runes on his body, so he was obviously not a beast control master.
"Not a beast master?" He muttered to himself, and then sent a message to Qin Xuetian in a cold voice: "Tian'er, kill the boy on the snake's head."
The muscles on Qin Xuetian's face were twitching, and his eyes were bloodshot. Even if the uncle didn't give this order, he would definitely take the child's life.
"Uncle, who is that child? Is he a beast master?" Qin Lan asked because in this battle, that inconspicuous boy was the only person named by the ghost doctor to be killed. She felt The uncle's emotions fluctuated slightly because of the child.
Unexpectedly, the ghost doctor actually shook his head.
"Not a beast master! I didn't see through his identity either. An ant in the spirit transformation realm can mobilize so many high-level spiritual beasts. This guy must be killed!"
Qin Lan has never experienced the war between immortals and demons thousands of years ago. I don’t know how terrifying a monk who can cross-level beast control is. The ghost doctor had suffered a great loss from the beast master. His face was as dark as water, looking at the tragic battle below, the battle between immortals and demons thousands of years ago flashed in his mind. The battle on the top is like a smaller version of the battle between immortals and demons. The plots are so similar! It was the beast master Xiang Song who led tens of millions of high-level spiritual beasts to turn the tide of the battle back then. And today, the little ant who stepped on the giant python made history repeat itself.
He can refrain from killing Su Yu, the man with double eyes in the wild forest. Because those children in Qinggu are still controllable chess pieces in his eyes. He hopes to turn those people into helpers of the Demon Sect. But the beast master of Wuji Sect must die!
"Is that Xiao Li?"
In the crowd, a young disciple shouted: "Xiao Li, Xiao Li."
This young disciple is Nangong Xiaotian, who had the best relationship with Xiao Li. After the war started, several elders protected them, the outer disciples, while fighting and retreating. After retreating to the depths of Maya Palace, they began a full-scale counterattack.
The Wuji Sect’s formations include more than just the Forbidden Mountain. There are also many defensive formations arranged inside the Maya Palace. Usually those formations are just decorations, but today they finally came in use.
Beigong's disciples were barely able to fight. In conjunction with the defensive formation, many black-clothed demon sect members were also killed. And Nangong's disciples are completely fighting against the five scum. In a battle of this level, their presence is almost equivalent to giving away their lives. Any inconspicuous spiritual energy fluctuation in the frontal battlefield may kill them! So they have been following the elders and Beigong disciples, helping to activate the formations, carry the injured, and occasionally carry out sneak attacks. Therefore, the casualties among Nangong's disciples were minimal.
As the most powerful senior sister among Nangong's disciples, Zixuan also had several rounds of head-on confrontation with the demon cult monks. Her body suffered considerable trauma. But the most terrible thing was that she was desperate. Seeing the formations being destroyed one by one by the Demon Cult monks. The two elders have died in the battle, and the Demon Cult monks are still coming here with continuous support. She knew her life was coming to an end. She wanted to see Senior Brother Zifeng again.
She has been waiting for Senior Brother Zifeng to step on the colorful clouds, come to her at the critical moment, and say to her affectionately, "Zixuan, I will save you. In fact, I have always loved you!" But she has to wait. The person never appeared. He might have died in the war. Thinking of this, Zixuan became more desperate.
At this time, a miracle happened. Suddenly there was a "heavy rain of spirit beasts" on the clouds behind!
They have retreated to the depths of Maya Palace, and their small battlefield is closest to the clouds at this moment. The spiritual beast falling from the sky was almost above their heads. This visual impact simply cannot be described in words.
For a moment, everyone was stunned. After being stunned for a moment, the black-clothed monks from the Demon Sect began to run frantically for their lives.
The boy in the herd waved the red feather in his hand. More than a dozen spirit beasts took the lead to support them.
After Xiaotian roared out the name with tears in his eyes, all the young disciples looked at the young man standing on the snake's head. Isn't that young man who is like a god descending from the earth the Xiao Li they are familiar with?
"He, is he really Xiao Li?"
"That's right. It's Xiao Li!"
Zixuan rubbed his eyes vigorously to confirm that he was right. It was really Junior Brother Xiao Li who she had allowed herself to knead. Xiao Li was now commanding a group of spirit beasts to rush over. Any one of those spiritual beasts can crush these young disciples.
"Isn't it the ancient Qinggu snake that Xiaoli stepped on?" Xiaotian roared again.
Nangong's disciples began to cheer. Zixuan's heart was also pounding. In just such a short period of time, Xiao Li turned into such an unattainable big shot.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Li was already nearby. He spoke condescendingly to everyone: "Everyone, retreat to the formation quickly. I will send a few spirit beasts to protect everyone." After saying this, he led the army of spirit beasts and rushed over.
Waves of miserable howls came over. The black-clothed monks who had just fought with them had been trampled by the spirit beasts. In an instant, the bodies of those men in black were gone. It was unknown how many pieces the body was divided into and which spiritual beast entered the mouth.
The seventh elder was breathing heavily. He murmured to himself: "Is that really my disciple, Xiao Li? He is not a beast master. Could it be the feather in his hand?"
After all, the Great Elder is a knowledgeable person. He said solemnly: "Then give you the feather, and these high-level spiritual beasts will obey your command? Is the feather really so powerful that it will fall into Xiao Li's hands? It should be someone The top host is talented."
The seventh elder nodded slightly. "What is that child's identity? How come he suddenly became a big shot that we all look up to?"
The elder still had a gloomy face, "It's just that Xiao Li's cultivation level is still too low. He has such an incredible ability to control beasts, and I'm afraid he will be surrounded by the Demon Sect."
The seventh elder said: "Let's protect him."
"Can your and my cultivation be comparable to the spiritual beasts around him? And what about these children?"
The seventh elder nodded slightly and shouted to the disciples: "Quick, repair the formation quickly!"
Xiao Li didn't have time to talk to everyone. It wasn't that he was trying to show off, it was just that the task he shouldered was too heavy. Until now his legs were still trembling.
After the war started. He received orders from his master. Summon all the spirit beasts in the beast garden to fight. The summoned magic weapon is the red feather. Reluctantly, his feather was given to Pei Feng. Feng Lan had no choice but to take out another one.
He cooperated with his two senior brothers to quickly assemble an army of spiritual beasts. Then the two senior brothers went to fight separately. The important task of leading the spirit beast army into battle actually fell on his head. He, a little person like an ant, actually wants to command a group of high-level spiritual beasts to go into battle? Xiao Li was confused, and his mind is still foggy until now.
Xiao Li knew that his cultivation level was too low, and he did not understand the formation of troops on the battlefield. You can only take one step at a time. What can be done now is to bring these super spiritual beasts to Maya Palace. He was familiar with this journey.
Just came down from the clouds. Xiao Li's legs began to tremble unconsciously. When has he ever experienced a scene of blood flowing in front of him? But not far away, I saw dozens of black-clothed men pressing against my former brothers. Xiao Li had a stress reaction at that time. He immediately ordered to kill these men in black first and save his fellow disciples.
The black-clothed monks on this battlefield were originally the weakest part of the Demon Sect's army. In an instant, he was crushed by the spirit beasts.
At this moment, a monk with monstrous flames flew over in the sky. He has never seen this person. But he could feel that the terrifying ultimate monk was coming towards him.
Xiaotian shouted loudly from behind: "Xiao Li, be careful!"
The evil young man in the sky sneered: "You little ant. Let's die!"
