Deep in the forest at dark night, a group of evil cultivators and Tianxing Sect disciples pretending to be evil cultivators were hiding in the dark, clasping the magic talismans in their hands and staring in the direction of Guannan Castle.
They only waited for the beast tide to break through the wall of Guannan Fort before they entered the city.
The roars of manic beasts could be heard endlessly, and the ground shook more and more intensely.
"No, why do you feel like the beast tide is coming towards us?"
The leading Jindan monk noticed something unusual, jumped up to the top of the tree, spread out his consciousness, and explored in the direction of Guannan Fort.
They saw the trees in the dense forest swaying in front of them, and the sky was filled with smoke and dust, as if a rolling torrent was actually coming towards them.
Just as the Jindan monk was about to remind everyone, an eagle cry suddenly echoed through the night, and large black shadows rushed from the clouds above their heads. They turned out to be a large group of frightened purple-feathered goshawks.
The eyes of the eagles were red, shining with bloodthirsty cold light, and they flapped their wings vigorously towards the crowd below. Suddenly, the purple light filled the sky and turned into thousands of arrows, which shot down.
Whoosh whoosh!
The screams broke through the dark night, and the monk hiding below was caught off guard and was drowned by the purple feather arrows, causing blood to spatter on the spot.
A few people with high cultivation level struggled to resist, casting spells and magic weapons one after another, and fought against the manic purple-feathered goshawk.
However, these purple-feathered goshawks were poisoned by the blood poison they inflicted. They were full of fighting spirit and unafraid of death. They only had the desire to eat blood and meat. They swooped down in response to the spell, and their sharp claws tore the lower parts again and again. The monk's body was in a terrible scene.
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
A group of people reaped the consequences, never expecting that the beast tide would attack them in turn.
Those who could still escape ran for their lives, but unexpectedly, the ground behind them suddenly cracked open, and countless thousands-legged centipedes with ferocious faces and huge bodies broke out of the ground, spraying venom, and waving the two long whips above their heads to sweep across the entire army.
"Help ah ah ah!!"
The sound of thousands of galloping horses was so close that many people had no time to turn around before being trampled under the feet of the wildly running beasts.
Jiang Yuebai stood indifferently on the top of the tree under the moonlight. The white vines were like snakes, burrowing in and out of the ground. Wherever they passed, there was only blood everywhere. There was no corpse or property. She took them all into the lotus cave.
Along the way, she had encountered such ambushes three times, which showed that the Tianxing Sect was well prepared for tonight's attack.
At this moment, all the beasts nearby were gathered together by her, heading straight for the riverside mines and shell fields.
This time, the Tianxing Sect must draw some blood!
boom! boom! boom!
Waves of tremors erupted in the direction of the Tianlang Shell Field, and shocking lights continued to shine in the dark night. Even though they were more than a hundred miles apart, Jiang Yuebai could still see the terrifying deep pit that was blown up in the jungle.
The surging air waves brought up howling winds, and a pressure belonging to the divine transformation stage made the beasts howl in fear and have the intention to retreat.
Jiang Yuebai immediately spread out the power of the candle dragon and drove the beasts to continue running towards the river.
She left behind a white vine clone, and the main body directly wiped away the ripples in space and went straight to the center of the fierce battle.
It was obvious that the cultivator was chasing someone. The traces of the explosion appeared in a zigzag pattern in the forest.
At this time, Jiang Yuebai has not yet found the technique to enhance her soul. Every time she deploys a large space formation, her soul will be weak for two to three months, and she will no longer be able to use the space restriction.
Because the space formation is to spread out six space restrictions at once, it consumes the power of the soul.
When using space restriction alone, you can only use it six or seven times at most at a time, which is much better than when you use it once in the golden elixir stage and you need to practice for a month.
The opening of the space restriction can only be controlled within the scope of her consciousness, which means that the distance between two space ripples cannot exceed three hundred miles. This is her limit.
The weakness of the soul will affect her ability to cast other spells, and her control of spiritual weapons will also be weakened to a certain extent. Therefore, the space restraint has always been used by her as a sure-fire move to escape and press the bottom of the box, and will not be abused unless necessary.
At this time, it was Mo Baichun and Zhuge Ziqian who were worried about being chased by the gods. In order to get there as soon as possible, Jiang Yuebai directly used space restrictions to rush on.
Zhulong's blood essence and blood did not strengthen her control over the space restriction. This was Ao Juan's bloodline talent. Only Ao Juan's Yinglong blood essence and blood could improve her control over the power of space.
When Jiang Yuebai rushed to the place closest to the fierce battle, he heard the sound before seeing anyone.
"... Old dog Xiong, if you dare to take action against the Zhuge family, aren't you afraid that the Zhuge family will find Xiong to question you?"
"Hahaha, I, Shenzhou Sanren, will kill you two tonight, what does it have to do with the Xiong family?"
boom!
"You...you are using the name Shenzhou Sanren, aren't you afraid that guy will settle the score with you?"
"Sister, be careful!"
"I'm waiting for her to come!"
Jiang Yuebai heard the sound and it was indeed Mo Baichun and Zhuge Ziqian who were being hunted.
The other two must be fake Shen Zhou and the god-transformation monk who rescued her last time. How dare they throw dirty water on her? Let her take the blame?
What a big dog!
Roar!
The ferocious roar echoed through the night, and the fake sunken boat was still behind. The cultivator of the Transformation God rushed in front of Mo Baichun and the others.
I saw huge black unicorn shadows rushing out with the palm wind of the god-transformation monk, and fiercely crashed into the two people who were struggling to escape in front.
Both of them were seriously injured and covered in blood. They were suppressed by the aura of the cultivator. They could only run and throw out all kinds of armor to resist.
However, most of the Yanjia were trampled to pieces under the black unicorn's iron hoof. Zhuge Ziqian touched the storage ring again, only to find that there was nothing there. Many black unicorn phantoms had already rushed towards him.
At this time, a white figure came through the air, holding a spear, and with a powerful and fierce aura, it burst out towards the large phantom of the unicorn.
The shadows of guns danced, overwhelming!
Zhuge Ziqian and Mo Baichun opened their eyes in shock, watching as the group of black unicorn shadows that left them helpless were easily pierced by Jiang Yuebai's spear, and exploded into black air currents that shot out in all directions.
The cultivator's eyes were full of surprise and he looked at Jiang Yuebai carefully. He couldn't believe that she was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul and could easily break his Qilin Dharma.
Saving people was the most important thing, so Jiang Yuebai didn't bother too much. He held the spear in his hand and pressed the two of them back.
Mo Baichun didn't understand why, and he didn't realize it until he stepped into the ripples of space, dragging Zhuge Ziqian to escape with him.
Jiang Yuebai swung his spear horizontally, and the green leaves of the tree fell down. She glared at the black-clothed and masked god-transformation monk with stern eyes, and retreated into the ripples of space before he took action.
"Don't leave!"
The cultivator raised his palm and struck at the ripples in the space. Suddenly, the screams of fake sinking boats came from behind.
He turned around suddenly and saw that the fake Shenzhou was frozen in place, his eyes widened in horror, a big hole opened in his dantian, surrounded by black mist, filled with black bees.
Behind her, a man was half-hidden in the darkness, holding a bloody Nascent Soul in his hand, which was being burned with ghostly fire.
The man had a mature face, his red lips curved in a cruel arc, and he raised his cold eyes to look at the cultivator.
"Old man, I heard that you are looking for me?"
The pupils of the monk who transformed into gods were shaking, and the people in the sinking boat were sinking!
