In the past, these monks were people in the spiritual world who could shake three cities by stomping their feet. They could kill tens of thousands of creatures with just a wave of their hands. But at this time, a small group of top experts in the spiritual world gathered together. They had not yet completely reached the fairyland area. They faced the first battle, but they could only retreat in embarrassment. For every monk present, it was A strange experience. I feel somewhat unaccustomed to it.
However, these monks can cultivate to such an extent and have the most tenacious mentality. Even if I feel uncomfortable, I will make adequate adjustments immediately. Retreating when faced with difficulties, at least even if they want to face such a group of discriminating rats, they need to rely on certain terrain conditions. Or other environments that are beneficial to you.
Zhizhizhi, the Qihuang saliva rats that have reached this level of strength are extremely intelligent, and quite a few of them are no different from ordinary people, and their physiques are even more powerful. Although the hordes of Mahayana monks in the Tribulation Stage are powerful in front of them, their attacks are relatively scattered. In many cases, even if they are lucky, they cannot kill them with one blow.
Swish, swish, a ball of liquid glowing green was spit out from the mouth of the Qihuang saliva rat, the size of a fist, with a blazing green light. Some of them hit the people on the opposite side like lightning, and some of them scattered directly in the void, turning into a green downpour and falling. No matter what kind of experiment, death is spread at an alarming rate. Wherever the green saliva passed, except for a few spiritual plants with extremely strong vitality, or when the fairy plants were not affected, or had little effect, most other vegetation began to wither and turn black.
In front of her, the eminent Buddhist monk, the two-winged demon clan, and the powerful demon clan were fighting against the Qihuang salivary rat one after another. Yu Xiaoqiao, who was in the middle of the situation and tried to keep herself in the best condition at all times, suddenly opened her beautiful eyes. She had also learned this. Although Lu Xiaotian's original soul-splitting secret technique did not split into dozens of auxiliary souls like Lu Xiaotian, he still had main and auxiliary souls. He had learned even just a part of Lu Xiaotian's soul cultivation method. Over the years, he first followed Lu Xiaotian. Xiaotian, and later Lu Xiaotian went to the fairy world, and there was also Hongyue, the alchemy king who grew up. Yu Xiaoqiao never lacked elixirs to nourish his soul.
Even if it doesn't reach the level of outrageousness like Lu Xiaotian, after so many years of accumulation, it far exceeds the limit that monks of the same level can achieve. At this time, Yu Xiaoqiao could sense that in the depths of the void, a pair of green eyes among the surging group of yellow salivary rats were staring in their direction.
"Xiao Qiao, what's wrong?" Jin Yu discussed with Yu Xiaoqiao the most, and immediately noticed something strange about Yu Xiaoqiao.
"The Rat King is spying on us. His strength may not be inferior to that of any of us here. Let's fight and retreat in the direction of the mine field." Yu Xiaoqiao said calmly, his voice was not deliberately loud, but just clear. It reached the ears of every monk present.
"Okay!" The monks present responded one after another. None of them present had experienced hundreds of battles and could almost find the most reasonable strategy in a complex situation in a relatively short period of time.
Although most of them have not sensed the existence of the Rat King, Yu Xiaoqiao, as Lu Xiaotian's earliest disciple, will naturally be outstanding, but they do not doubt Yu Xiaoqiao's judgment.
Naturally, all the monks present were unwilling to get involved in that thunder field, but a large group of Qihuang salivary rats were attacking in front of them. They were densely packed, and their strength was generally above the level of the gods, and there were also a few who were extremely integrated. And Yu Xiaoqiao felt that the strength of the Rat King had reached their level. Even if they could barely block it, they would probably suffer considerable casualties.
Only by using the thunder field to frighten low-level monsters can they take the opportunity to escape.
Once the decision was made, many monks immediately began to retreat. Various magic weapons were launched one after another, even when swarms of Qihuang salivary rats swooped down, which brought some trouble to many monks. But it could not stop the monks from retreating.
A fierce battle began. These Mahayana and Tribulation-era warriors each tried their best. Magic weapons, ghost weapons, and magic blades came up one after another. Corpses were everywhere along the way in the place they retreated from. Of course, they were all killed by those who were different. So far, there have been no casualties among the monks of all races regarding the body of the Yellow Salivary Rat.
Chi! Yayin Ghost King's sickle-like ghost weapon slashed through the void, but he saw an astonishing sword shadow directly splitting the surging rat swarm in front of him into two. At the same time, countless skeleton shadows roared out from the sickle shadow, and These different yellow salivary rats are fighting together.
These skeletal phantoms are extremely fierce. The yellow salivary rat bitten by the skeletal phantom looks like a madman, irrationally pounces on everything around it, whether it is the enemy or the same kind, they are all within its attack range.
Then Yayin Ghost King took out a blood-black gourd.
"Ten Thousand Ghost Gourds! Old ghost, you are going to fight for your life!" shouted the savage blood-eyed lion who was relatively familiar with Yayin Ghost King.
"It's impossible not to fight hard in this situation. When we arrive in the fairy world, we can't let these evil beasts look down on our spiritual monks in this battle!" Yayin Ghost King laughed sinisterly and held up the blood-black ghost with his palm. Gourd. Suddenly, a dense cloud of ghosts flew out, and all the ghosts roared inside. The eerie and terrifying aura suppressed all the squirrels in the nearby area.
Countless evil spirits surged in the dark clouds, and started a life-and-death battle with the Qihuang saliva rat. From time to time, ghost figures were hit and corroded by the green liquid light balls spit out by the Qihuang Saliva, or turned into fly ash.
Or maybe these evil ghosts got into the body of the Qihuang salivary rat, and the Qihuang salivary rat screamed and died directly, or it lost its mind and attacked the same kind around it.
Swish, swish... The silver louse demon's seemingly large body shook, and the silver needles with their lice heads poured out like dense raindrops towards the opposite side of the heavy rain.
As soon as the sharp silver needle with a louse head touched the body of the Qihuang salivary rat, it turned into a planthopper and bit it down, frantically sucking the blood from the Qihuang salivary rat's body. In the end, the yellow saliva rat was sucked into the body at a speed visible to the naked eye until its body shriveled up. And the silver needle with the head of the lice also shattered and turned into nothingness.
The thirty-six golden beads of the Buddhist monk Keats are suspended beside him. These thirty-six golden beads emit patches of golden light. The Zen pure and ethereal aura is incompatible with the Yayin Ghost King and the Silver Lice Demon.
So both parties are responsible for covering different areas. The patches of Buddha light are like relics, which is exactly the technique that Keats understood from the relic chapter in the Maha Buddha Ni Sutra. Keats has been practicing to this day, and his practice is also unique. Whenever he enters an area shrouded in golden light, the speed of these Qihuang salivary rats slows down. Golden shadows float out from the beads, and the Qihuang salivary rats that are collided fall to the ground and are lost. There was movement.
