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The black tide of beasts was like a huge wave, crashing on the cliff built by the Taichu Temple monks.
Sometimes the waves shatter the bones, and sometimes the rocks are torn apart.
Among them, there is a rock. Although it is small, it is extremely sharp, like a sharp tooth, biting the enemy's flesh and blood.
There are more than dozens of monks who make up Sharp Teeth, and most of them are in the Golden Elixir stage. They are like a mature team, they cooperate with each other tacitly, advance and retreat well-founded, and exert a more powerful combat power than their actual cultivation.
Lan Chucui is at the center of the team, stepping on animal bones and holding a bow and arrow. Arrows flowing with colored light flew like torrents, causing bloody flowers to bloom among the distant beasts. The monsters that survived the rain of arrows and rushed towards them were killed one by one by the monks who fought alongside her.
The monk at the front of the team holds a small shield. Whenever a monster approaches, the small shield will flash with light, and a thick shadow of the shield will instantly appear in front of the monster, blocking the monster while others take advantage of the opportunity. Get angry.
After a while, the monk decisively stepped back, while another monk took the small shield and took up her position.
She retreated to the back of the team to replenish her spiritual power, and glanced at Lan Chucui in the center of the team. She saw Lan Chucui's face as cold as frost, her lips pursed tightly, and her beautiful eyes covered with bloodshot eyes.
"Senior Sister Lan, would you like to take a rest?"
Lan Chucui didn't seem to hear anything, and the action of firing the bow did not stop at all.
The monk said it again, causing Lan Chucui to tsk lightly without looking back:
"Just take care of yourself."
The monk stuck out his tongue and was not worried. He looked away, calmed down and took the time to adjust his breathing.
Suddenly there was a dull rumbling sound in the distance. Everyone looked up and saw a lone flying boat being besieged by a large group of monsters. Like fallen leaves swaying in the wind and waves, the formation on the boat was on the verge of being broken, and the situation was precarious.
The monks on the flying boat gathered in one place, attacking instead of defending, trying to open a bloody path back to the human cultivator camp. However, at this time, an eighth-level monster from another place was attracted by it and roared towards the flying boat.
People who witnessed this scene couldn't help but exclaimed. They wanted to rescue but were unable to do so. The monks on the flying boat who were fighting bloody battles lost all their fighting spirit in despair when faced with the approaching high-level monsters.
"Don't be stunned."
Lan Chucui said aloud, drawing the attention of the monk next to her. Everyone gathered their minds and continued to deal with the monsters on their side.
But she herself was still looking over there, to be precise, looking at the eighth-level monster.
She squinted her eyes, as if sizing up something, and then slowly put her fingers on the bowstring.
With a soft chirp, the long bow was opened to its limit, and a line of cold light was pulled out between her fingers, solidifying into the shape of an arrow. The arrow body was unusually slender, and looked completely different from all previous light arrows. The arrow pointed at the belly of the eighth-level monster.
The eighth-level monster moved at an extremely fast speed, giving her no time to prepare. As soon as the arrow took shape, she released her fingers.
But the moment the arrow was shot, she frowned suddenly, her eyes were dazed for a moment, and then she woke up again, with a hint of anger in her eyes.
"..."
Lan Chucui let out a sigh, having no time to dwell on her mistake just now and reintegrating into the team's battle.
The arrow that flew out followed a straight path. Whenever it encountered an obstacle, it instantly exploded into particles as tiny as dust, and then returned to its original shape after passing through the obstacle. Along the way, neither the monster itself nor magical attacks could stop it.
However, as it approached the target, the arrow became illusory and unstable, and was about to collapse.
Just when the arrow was about to lose control, it suddenly seemed as if a new force was injected into it, solidifying it again, and then accurately hitting the target.
Although the defense on the opponent's abdomen was relatively weak, due to the gap in cultivation, the arrows only broke through a small hole and then disintegrated. However, this was enough to make the monster furious, and it stopped attacking the flying boat and stood in place. Frantically trying to find whoever ambushed it.
The monks on the flying boat took the opportunity to break out of the encirclement and escape. Lan Chucui also noticed the strange change in the arrows and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
Suddenly, a smiling voice sounded in her ears:
"What's the point of showing off?"
Lan Chucui was startled at first, then understood and said, "Thank you, senior, for your help."
There was no response from the other party, only a few monks nearby looked at him in confusion.
She didn't give any explanation. After thinking for a moment, she put down her bow-holding arm, turned to the monk who persuaded her before and said:
"You're right, I should take a break."
After saying that, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, with a somewhat apologetic and relaxed smile.
The other party was stunned for a moment, with a blush on his face: "Senior sister..."
Lan Chucui had already turned her face away and said to the others: "You should also retreat to the rear to rest. The war is going to be long, so remember to recharge your batteries."
"yes!"
Everyone responded, and then maintained their formation and retreated in an orderly manner until they completely merged into the sea of people behind.
At the same time, above the cloud.
"Elder Huang?"
An elder from Taichu Guan flying nearby looked at Huang Xin who suddenly paused.
Huang Xin raised her eyes and said with a smile: "Nothing, just a small favor."
There are worries about the other party, but he stops talking.
Another person traveling with him said: "In your current situation, you must not take action at will."
"I know."
Huang Xin was still smiling, her left eye curved into a crescent moon, and her right eye——
There are only dense bones on the right side.
The right half of her face had no skin and flesh, and the bloody facial bones were exposed. A wisp of yellow smoke covered the bones, constantly corroding the flesh.
There were several large and small holes in her torso and limbs. Yellow smoke filled the holes, and the wrist bone of her left hand had been corroded to the point of breaking off.
The elder with the highest cultivation level in the team persuaded again without giving up: "We must return to the sect immediately, there will definitely be time."
Huang Xin: "It's too late to save me, but it's too late to save the disciples who were slaughtered by it."
The other party hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "You are the elder of our sect and the person in charge of Yan Xinxuan. You should...take your life as the most important thing."
Huang Xin smiled brightly.
"Our sect is full of talents. How do you know that among the disciples we have rescued, there won't be anyone better than me in the future?"
While speaking, she inadvertently glanced at the killing scene under the clouds.
"Yan Xinxuan..." She didn't know what she thought of, and sighed in her tone, "There will be someone in the future who is more suitable for it than me."
Seeing that she had made up her mind, the others said nothing.
She made a magic trick with her hand, and in the empty eye socket on the right side of her face, strands of light wrapped around yellow smoke and swirled and condensed. After a few breaths, it turned into a strange-looking eyeball.
One look at the eyeball showed that it did not belong to the human race. Countless tiny pupils were densely packed in the center of the eyeball, which looked scary and weird.
Her eyes kept turning, and with the help of magic, Huang Xin had one-way communication with the level 10 monster that hurt her. What she saw now was what the monster saw.
After a while, the eyeballs melted into blood, yellow smoke curled up, and the facial bones were corroded to pieces. Huang Xin remained unmoved and raised his hand to point in one direction:
"It is wandering southeast of Akino."
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Probably because the third Youhe Stone had not yet been collected, Huan Mei did not come to "harass" Gu Yingxi and Jing Yingrong for several days.
Gu Yingxi was happy and focused on the "handiwork" Jing Yingrong gave him. Although Jing Yingrong only gave him half of the production information, just in case, he only dared to seize the time to make it while using Xiaoban.
Later Jing Yingrong taught him a method. She moved a few cases, put some book scroll jade, and supported her face with one hand to make a posture of reading information. One small part after another was produced at speed.
"You...you came up with this idea on your own?"
Gu Yingxi looked up and down in the mirror with suspicious eyes, her expression was quite complicated.
Jing Yingrong shook her head: "Learned it from others."
"Let me tell you," Gu Yingxi looked relieved, "this kind of sneaky and thief-like behavior is so unlike you."
Jing Yingrong: "..."
Gu Yingxi thought of something again and asked, "Isn't this the way some naughty disciples behave when they listen to the teachings of the elders in the sect?"
Jing Yingrong had already turned her head and ignored him.
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