Just when the battle between the two sides was about to break out, roars were heard in the distance.
"Woo~~~~~~~~~~~"
It sounded like a child's cry, but it was extremely uncomfortable, as if some invisible terror had entered his mind.
In the very distance, a black pillar of air rose into the sky. It was so vast that it was difficult to describe at a glance.
Lin Ming and Ge Qinghuang looked at each other and did not continue to entangle with the people of Xuanwen Sword Academy.
The other party also understood the seriousness of the matter and gathered their hands.
"What is this?" someone in the crowd asked.
"You still have to ask? That must be the aura of the Ghost King."
"Is the Ghost King about to be born? No, this is different from what was promised. His pregnancy cannot mature so quickly. It will take at least a day and a half."
"No, no, it's not just the birth of the Ghost King, it's the outbreak of the Black Mountain Beast Tide."
"The outbreak of the Black Mountain Beast Tide shouldn't be so violent. There's probably something going on inside."
At this time, the little guy was lying on Lin Ming's shoulder, covering his ears with his two paws, and his long snow-white tail was restless, swaying back and forth.
"It's so uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable, Brother Ming, what's going on? I don't feel right, I really want something, I really want to scratch something..."
Its eyes glowed strangely red as it spoke.
Lin Ming tapped his finger between the little guy's eyebrows.
The word "quiet" appeared quietly, and a faint purple light lit up.
The little guy's restlessness suddenly stabilized.
Ge Qinghuang frowned, "It's probably because the beast tide broke out in Black Mountain. As a beast, the little guy is also affected. From now on, it can't leave you."
Lin Ming nodded, "But the voice just now should be the voice of the Ghost King. In other words, the outbreak of the beast tide in Black Mountain allowed the Ghost King to be conceived in advance?"
Ge Qinghuang shook his head, "We don't know the details yet. We must organize people to go and find out."
"I'm afraid we can't go there right away. Everyone is injured. We just used Healing" to help them treat the most serious injuries. Lin Ming looked at the Qingye City Defense Force and several other school girls.
At this moment, another shrill sound like a child's cry came.
"Woo~~~~~~"
The three city defense soldiers whose injuries were not yet stable spat out blood.
The mind is shaken and the body is injured.
The three of them almost fainted.
At this time, Lin Ming waved his hand, and a divine inscription with the word "healing" floated up, spreading a faint purple light.
The three of them suddenly felt much better and hurriedly saluted Lin Ming.
"Thank you, Master, for taking the initiative."
"Thank you sir for saving me."
…
Lin Ming responded with a smile, then waved his hand and said, "Everyone should quickly close their consciousness or block their ears."
Hearing this, the little guy stayed on his shoulder and curled up into a ball, like a snow-white ball.
The rest of the people were quite convinced of Lin Ming, and they were generally similar to the little guy.
However, the ghost king's cry continued for a long time, and it had a different kind of penetrating power.
Everyone felt that their bones were shaking and they were quite uncomfortable.
At this time, there was obvious shaking on the ground.
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
There seems to be something running towards here in the distance.
Everyone looked in the direction where the vibration came from.
First a wild boar was seen, followed closely by hordes of wild beasts.
However, they are just appetizers, and the real big thing is yet to come.
Spiritual beasts and demonic beasts, whether they were running on the ground or flying in the sky, were all rushing towards this side.
If they were to face each other head-on, let alone slashing, they would be trampled into pulp by the monster beasts.
There was nowhere to hide at this time, and everyone was almost in dire straits.
Over at the Xuanwen Sword Academy, several masters of the Miaowu Realm showed their spirits.
One after another, half-illusory and half-real figures gathered behind them.
Some were wearing Taoist robes, some were wearing golden armor, some were holding divine swords...
They seem to have different postures, but they all have the same appearance as me.
Under the blessing of this divine soul, the masters of the Miaowu Realm of Xuanwen Sword Academy continuously performed magical swordsmanship.
One after another, sword energy spread out vertically and horizontally, surrounding their disciples.
A sword energy shelter was barely opened up.
In the circle, Mo Jiu covered his broken arm and stared at Ge Qinghuang and Lin Ming with hatred.
"Hahahaha, just wait for death. There are not enough masters in the Miaowu Realm to effectively defend."
Mo Yingxue's eyes were cold and she said nothing, but she felt a little uneasy in her heart.
It's just a defensive circle built by a few people in the Miaowu Realm. Can it really prevent the Black Mountain Beast Tide?
She has suspicions, but as the chief, she must not reveal them, because it will definitely shake people's hearts.
At this time, two beautiful figures suddenly appeared above the treetops.
One is wearing a goose-yellow dress, and the other is wearing light armor.
They threw down the two ropes and landed just in front of Lin Ming and Ge Qinghuang.
"Brother Ming, come up quickly, and Qinghuang, you are coming with us to fight the beasts head-on. Isn't that funny?"
This voice was very familiar to Lin Ming. It was none other than Zhao Wusheng.
She arrived, and so did Liu Yafei.
Waving her hand, Liu Yafei said: "Quick, everyone throw out the rope."
Immediately afterwards, many girls in goose-yellow dresses appeared on the treetops of other big trees.
Each of them threw a rope and landed next to the soldiers of the city defense army and the schoolgirls from Xuanwen Academy.
Jian Wuxu's eyes were complicated. He looked at the people at Xuanwen Sword Academy and then at the rope in front of him.
Finally, he sighed and tightened his grip on the rope.
Soon, Lin Ming and others climbed into the tree
A little further away, Mo Jiu bared his teeth and stretched out his hand to intercept, "No!!!"
However, the beast tide followed closely, and the beasts hit the sword energy barrier one after another.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Mo Jiu, as one of the main providers of the sword energy barrier, had just been severely injured and was the first to react.
His face was pale and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
There was no way, there were too many beasts hitting the sword energy barrier.
Although the body of the beast is not strong, it cannot withstand the large number of these beasts, and it is almost as if they are desperate for their lives.
The frequency is too dense!
After a while, the sword energy barrier shook slightly, making it feel a little unstable.
The people in Xuanwen Sword Academy were in panic, and they subconsciously looked at Mo Yingxue and those masters of Miaowu Realm.
"Don't leave us behind!" someone in the crowd said.
"Don't worry, everyone will provide spiritual energy and sword energy together, and we can withstand it."
As the chief, Mo Yingxue must take the lead in speaking.
However, she felt a slight chill in her heart, completely contrary to the words on her lips:
"If you continue to stay here, you will definitely die. Those who come after you will be monsters or spiritual beasts. Their bodies are much tougher than these beasts."
Lin Ming stood on the treetop and waved to Mo Yingxue, as if saying goodbye.
This is a curse that Mo Yingxue will definitely die.
At this time, Zhao Wusheng rolled his eyes at him and said, "Let's go. What's the point of fighting with a dying person?"
Lin Ming nodded, stopped looking at Mo Yingxue, and left directly.
Mo Yingxue looked at Xuanwen Academy and the direction in which the Qingye City defense troops were leaving.
A chill flashed through her eyes, and she sent a message to several masters of the Miaowu Realm:
"If we continue to protect these underclassmen who are not good at cultivation, we will all die together."
