Chapter 747: The oriole is behind

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If a monk in the late stage of becoming an elixir encountered dozens of phantom fire crows, there would be no chance of survival.

Although the Phantom Fire Crow is only a level five monster, its defense and attack power are extremely sharp. Within the Tianyan Mountain Range, the fire attribute energy is extremely abundant, and the Huanhuo Crow is in it like a fish in water.

Even if the monks do not fight with others in the Tianyan Mountains, their own magic power is constantly being consumed in order to resist the scorching energy here. The fluctuation of one situation is very detrimental to the monks.

Even if monks in the later stages of becoming an elixir can use secret techniques to kill dozens of demonic birds, they can only stay away from dozens of them.

Because although the Chengdan monk can perform the secret technique extremely easily, every time it is performed, it requires an extremely large amount of mana. If it is used several times, it can still be withstood. If it is used dozens of times in succession, it will be the peak of the Chengdan monk. Too much to bear.

If you force yourself to use it, it is extremely possible for your own secret technique to backfire.

Therefore, when the two old men surnamed Lin saw the Phantom Fire Crow, they immediately turned around and ran away, because they knew that facing dozens of these monster birds, it would be difficult for them to escape intact.

But at this time, there were eight monks in the late stage of becoming an elixir. No matter how powerful the Phantom Fire Crow was, it would be difficult to compete with the eight monks in the late stage of becoming an elixir.

As the eight monks in the late stages of becoming an elixir sacrificed various natal magic weapons, the attack of the Phantom Fire Crow, which had just gained the upper hand, suddenly turned 180 degrees.

I saw eight huge treasures that were more than ten feet long, shining with various colors of light, hovering in the air.

Under the attack of eight powerful natal magic weapons, the huge body of the Phantom Fire Crow was continuously chopped away by the powerful magic weapons, and the sharp sounds of birds chirped one after another. There were loud banging sounds. This indicates that an extremely brutal fight is taking place here.

At this time, a dozen phantom fire crows that had never attacked before had joined the battle group.

The attack power of these dozens of phantom fire crows is obviously much sharper than that of other demonic birds. Although they are all level five demon birds, these dozen of them have already reached the peak of level five, and are only separated from the level six demon birds by a thin layer of paper.

Without these dozen phantom fire crows to withstand most of the attack power, the other dozens of demonic birds must have retreated.

Although there are dozens of monster birds to resist, the eight old people surnamed Lin know that the dozens of phantom fire crows here are no longer a threat at all. Although they cannot be killed here, they can be frightened. It won't be too difficult to walk.

Just when everyone felt at ease, a voice sounded from hundreds of feet away:

"Hahaha, who is this? It turns out that fellow Taoist Feijian from the Juehun Palace has such an interest in playing with so many monsters and birds here. Since I and the others encountered them, it is inconvenient to just ignore them."

Following the sound of extremely calm words, ten figures of monks appeared from the west direction of the battlefield. Only one person was seen at the front. He was wearing white clothes and white beard, with a rosy complexion. He was holding a handful of floating dust and looked like an immortal. Bones are extremely elegant.

There were many elderly people behind him. There were only two who were slightly younger, but they were already in their forties or fifties.

As soon as they saw so many monks appearing, the old man surnamed Lin, who was fighting with the Phantom Fire Crow, was shocked. When they saw the person coming clearly, everyone's expressions were different.

Except for Taoist Feijian and the other two monks, whose expressions changed drastically when they saw the visitor, the remaining five people had blank expressions on their faces. However, the five of them did not recognize the dozens of monks who appeared at this time.

"No, these people are monks from Mount Mangma, Fellow Daoist Lin and Fellow Daoist Tang. It seems that we are going to have a bloody battle. Whether we can escape from this place depends on our fate."

Taoist Feijian glanced around for a moment, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately whispered,

Although Feijian Taoist believed that his methods and secret techniques were extremely extraordinary, when faced with the speaker who had just appeared, he knew that compared with him, he was far inferior.

Because the identity of the visitor is extremely extraordinary. He is a direct descendant of a supreme elder in Mangma. Whether it is skills, magic weapons, or secret techniques, they are all extremely powerful. His cultivation level has also reached the peak of the late stage of becoming an elixir.

At the beginning, Taoist Feijian had a fight with the old man. Although they were evenly matched in the end, Taoist Feijian was greatly afraid of the old man.

If the old man in white was the only one here, Taoist Feijian would not worry about anything. But at this time, beside the old man in white, there were nine monks. Judging from their realm and cultivation, they were all in the late stage of becoming an elixir or above. .

In such a situation, Taoist Feijian knew something was wrong.

Everyone else was also shocked when they heard what Taoist Feijian said. Mangmashan was originally a backbone sect in the Righteous Alliance. Within its sect, there were three great monks and tens of thousands of disciples.

But this sect is far away from the Juehun Palace. Although it belonged to the two camps in the past, they rarely communicated with each other. They don't want to meet again in the Tianyan Mountain Range. It seems that it is difficult to escape without a fight. .

"Haha, it turns out to be fellow Taoists from Mount Mangmas. How disrespectful. Fellow Taoist Sun has always been kind. It must have been thirty years since we last said goodbye."

Although Feijian Taoist was extremely grievance in his heart, he did not show it at all on his face. He smiled, shook his Dantian and spoke loudly.

"What Fellow Taoist Feijian said is true. You and I have not seen each other since the last time we parted ways in Yaoshan. I think that Fellow Taoist Feijian's magical powers must have greatly increased. I would like to take this opportunity to ask for advice again. "

Following the words of the old man in white, the several monks who came with him spread out their bodies and very quickly surrounded the eight Feijian Taoists who were fighting with the Phantom Fire Crow in a fan shape.

Just when everyone had just stood still, dozens of phantom fire crows that were frantically attacking the eight Feijian Taoists flew towards the west with sharp chirps.

These phantom fire crows actually knew how to avoid reality and avoid benefits. They knew that it was difficult to obtain benefits, so they fled this place one after another.

Although the Huanhuo Crow retreated, the eight Feijian Taoists were even more cautious. They put away their magic weapons one after another, and then focused their attention on the people in Mangma Mountain in front of them.

Facing the people in Mangmashan, they are even more difficult to deal with than the dozens of demon birds just now. If you are not careful, it is very likely that you will die here.

At this time, Tao Feijian knew that running away would be a huge loss of face. It would be unwise to act like this. The plan for now is to fight with the opponent and then rationalize.

"Haha, since Taoist friend Sun wants to take the exam for me, I should accompany you for a while, Taoist friend Sun, please."

After transmitting the message in a low voice, Taoist Feijian spoke loudly to the white-clothed monk. As he spoke, he turned around and ran to one side.