When the sect was attacked, Huo Xiumao was studying a sword manual given by Taoist Master Yunmeng in his cave.
After that, like other places, he and his fellow disciples on Chuxiao Peak were gathered together to wait for deployment.
Chu Xiaofeng is the dojo for direct disciples. Compared with Qiongju Enclave and Yingyu Island, Chuxiaofeng is vast and sparsely populated. In addition, most of the direct disciples have gone out after the outbreak of the beast tide, so there are not many disciples present at the moment.
Huo Xiumao was studying the elixirs and talismans distributed by his sect when he suddenly heard someone greeting him. When he looked up, he saw that it was someone who was also a disciple of Taojun Yunmeng.
This monk surnamed Jiang was the disciple of Daojun Yunmeng in his early years, and now he has reached the late stage of becoming a god. He is no longer a direct disciple, but serves as an elder in an office in Chuxiaofeng.
However, because they were both disciples of Taojun Yunmeng, Huo Xiumao still called the other party Senior Sister Jiang instead of Elder Jiang.
Senior Sister Jiang asked Huo Xiumao a few words about his current situation, and then the two of them talked about making enemies, and then they were distracted by the movement caused by the Star Exploding Cannon and the Mountain Guard.
"She actually activated the sect's important weapon. What is the origin of the enemy? I wonder what happened to her, Master."
Senior Sister Jiang said worriedly.
Huo Xiumao was also worried. The two of them and the disciples around them looked at the direction where the battle took place. The scene was silent and silent.
Then, a sudden burst of blood flooded into his field of vision.
No one could explain how all this happened. Everyone could only see the blood-red color soaking into the sky and roaring towards them, approaching them in an instant.
Balls of blood-red smoke in the shape of animal heads hit the monk's body, and about one-third of the monks in the field became targets of attack. The more advanced a monk is, the more massive and solid the smoke he encounters.
Huo Xiumao saw a cloud of smoke coming toward him. Although he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power, a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart, making the hair on his back stand on end and chills running down his spine.
At the critical moment, almost subconsciously, he raised his hand and activated half of the stack of talismans issued by the sect.
The evil-repelling talisman, the heart-protecting talisman, the purifying and unclean talisman, the purple thunder righteousness talisman... In the chaos, I don't know what kind of talisman worked, blocking the smoke from the beast head.
As soon as the smoke was blocked for a moment, it seemed as if a certain opportunity had been missed, and it drifted away in an instant.
Huo Xiumao couldn't care less about being lucky, because he just saw from the corner of his eye that Senior Sister Jiang was also attacked by a cloud of smoke.
Senior Sister Jiang's reaction was not unpleasant. She used one hand to release the spell and the other to use the earth-level magic weapon. She displayed strength far beyond that of a monk of the same level.
However, in front of the smoke, the spells and magic weapons seemed to be nothing. The smoke passed through without any hesitation and went straight into Senior Sister Jiang's eyebrows.
Seeing this, Huo Xiumao was shocked.
If you don't respond to the enemy with talismans but cast spells or use magic weapons, you may have suffered.
When he thought of this, he remembered the elixir that had been distributed along with the talisman, and he immediately stepped forward.
"Senior sister! Take it quickly——"
The words stopped abruptly.
Huo Xiumao stared at Senior Sister Jiang who turned to face him in shock, the rest of his words stuck in his throat.
Senior Sister Jiang looked unscathed, but there was a look of madness on her face. When she looked at Huo Xiumao, her eyes were full of hatred, as if the person standing in front of her was not her junior brother, but an old enemy with a blood feud.
"...people...die...die!"
Her voice was rough and she roared like an animal. With a wave of his hand, the majestic spiritual power came with murderous intent.
Huo Xiumao retreated hastily, took out the Gouli knife and held it tightly in his hand.
But before he could counterattack, another attack suddenly came from the slanting stab.
That was another direct disciple, who looked like Senior Sister Jiang, with a ferocious expression and eyes full of hatred.
The sword light swept across, Huo Xiumao forced the opponent back with one move, and then noticed the situation around him.
There was chaos all around, Taoist magic weapons were flying all over the place, screams were heard one after another, and blood and flesh were splashed like rain.
Those disciples who were hit by the smoke all turned against each other and started killing their former classmates. Others were completely unprepared for this unexpected incident and were caught off guard. Many people were seriously injured or even died.
In the blink of an eye, Huo Xiumao was surrounded by several disciples including Senior Sister Jiang. Looking at those bloodthirsty eyes, his heart calmed down.
It seemed that the only option was to fight to the death.
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The situation on Yingyu Island was even worse than Xiaofeng's at first.
Due to the large number of people concentrated in one place, the area became a bloody meat grinding ground as soon as the disaster struck.
When the smoke hit, Yin Xueze and Shu Pinghui became targets.
Yin Xueze's movements were extremely fast, and he escaped the attack at the last moment. The smoke brushed past his cheek and pounced on a doorman behind him. That man happened to be hit by another puff of smoke between his eyebrows. This puff of smoke seemed to be blocked, unable to enter, and then dissipated.
Shu Pinghui's situation was much more dangerous. The music technique failed to work on the smoke, and only a ball of blood penetrated directly into the center of her eyebrows.
At the critical moment, the power of her consciousness exploded. The consciousness, which was far stronger than her own cultivation, played an unexpected role at this moment. It actually stuck the smoke halfway, half of it had entered the center of her eyebrows, and the other half had Still extra.
In this way, the spiritual consciousness is at a stalemate with the smoke. The smoke neither dissipated nor moved forward, and Shu Pinghui used all his strength to maintain his consciousness and was trapped in place, unable to move.
Lan Chucui immediately stepped forward to help, but she couldn't remove the smoke after trying several methods.
"Hold on!"
she shouted, holding her bow against the enemy while thinking hard about countermeasures.
The target for the four of them together was too big, and because they were in the center of the crowd, they were missed from the beginning and were besieged by the Nascent Soul monks who were surrounded by smoke.
Just now it was all Wu Yaochen and Yin Xueze who were able to resist, but despite their superior strength, they would inevitably feel stressed when facing so many enemies of the same level. It was not until Lan Chucui also took action that the situation improved.
The three of them protected Shu Pinghui in the center, and they did not forget to pay attention to Shu Pinghui's situation when facing the enemy.
Lan Chucui nailed a disciple to the door of a certain building with an arrow. She accidentally caught a glimpse of a jade bottle left by someone on the ground, and suddenly had an idea.
"Buy some time for me!"
After saying that, she immediately fired three arrows, repelling a god-transformation monk flying towards here from a distance, then turned around and took out several jade bottles.
"knew!"
Wu Yaochen didn't even look back, the Emperor's Edge Sword in his hand shone with golden light, and the brilliant flames instantly engulfed several people around him.
"If that doesn't work, take her with you!"
They were in an unprotected position and were surrounded by enemies from all sides. It would be detrimental to them if they were dragged down. So Wu Yaochen decided that if Lan Chucui's method didn't work this time, the three of them would take Shu Pinghui to break out of the siege and go elsewhere.
The jade bottle Lan Chucui took out was the elixir distributed by the sect. She took one pill from each bottle, opened Shu Pinghui's mouth, and poured several pills into her mouth one after another.
After Shu Pinghui took the elixir, the spiritual power in her body changed, and her consciousness suddenly changed, and she slowly pushed the smoke out.
When the smoke was completely forced out of the body and dissipated, the consciousness of the person who had lost the wrestling partner suddenly burst out, sweeping across all directions like a furious wave.
"hiss--"
Shu Pinghui sucked in a breath of cold air and endured the severe pain of her consciousness to control her consciousness to accurately attack the enemy to avoid hurting innocent people.
In an instant, the surrounding hostile monks seemed to have been hit on the head by a heavy hammer. Their mouths and noses were bleeding and they fell backwards, unable to use their spiritual power for a while.
Taking advantage of this gap, Lan Chucui's consciousness spread across the entire venue. The location distribution and strength comparison of enemy monks and normal monks, as well as nearby buildings, formation restrictions, terrain and other information are all in mind.
As if she was back on the front line leading her fellow disciples to fight against the beast tide, her thoughts suddenly changed and she immediately made a plan.
