Chapter 162: Kill the Devil

　　 "Kill kill, kill battle..."
Near the Qingyangzong Bahuangyuntai, the five Xianmen disciples had already killed their red eyes. The tide-like monsters retreated and came back. They also clenched their teeth and braced themselves, killing the monsters in waves. Around Huangyuntai, the bodies of monsters have been stacked high. The disciples of the Immortal Gate used the demon's corpse as a wall to guard Bahuangyuntai, and the endless monsters stepped on the corpses of their companions. After the wave attacked, the endless spell aura bloomed like fireworks, the beast roared like a war song...
This battle has lasted for two days!
For the Xianmen disciples, as long as it lasted for five days, the trial would be over, and the elders outside would push the teleportation, and they could leave. No matter, the elders will investigate it clearly!
But these five days, it is not so easy to get through, you need to change your life!
Indeed, as estimated by the fact that Meiqing Zhi of Shangqingshan had passed before, these monsters are becoming more and more aggressive, almost endless. Every time a wave of light is killed, there will always be another wave. Many monsters that are more than one hundred miles away also seem to have been attacked. This war and the fresh blood flowing from the disciples of Xianmen were attracted, and they desperately charged toward the Eight Wastelands Yuntai, not afraid of death, cruel and terrible!
However, now that the Four Great Immortal Gates have arrived and joined forces with Qingyang Sect to defeat the enemy, the situation is not as dangerous as before. The team of the Daxianmen also rushed over, and the Eight Wastelands Yuntai was in full swing, and easily killed all the monsters attacked the next day...
Around Bahuangyuntai, there is even a rare gap period, and there are no monsters around...
Because all the monsters have been killed!
Although everyone knows that the monster will still come, it is a little easier psychologically!
"Disciples of Xianmen are not vegetarian. If they can't resist these monsters, it's a joke..."
Now the disciples of the Five Great Immortals have gathered here. There are two or three hundred disciples in each school. Although there are a lot of losses, there are more than a thousand people left. They are already a very powerful force. Even Bahuangyuntai can't accommodate so many people, so most of the disciples took advantage of this gap period, outside Bahuangyuntai, they arranged a large array of layers to defend against monsters, only some elite disciples, Only the injured disciples can stay in the gimbal and enjoy protection!
Fang Yuan is now also in the Eight Wastelands Yuntai, he was protected by Qingyang Sect.
Although Qingyang Zong won in the process of fighting against the Four Daxianmen, and the four Daxianmen were unable to speak, but the original anger of the four Daxianmen disciples did not decrease by half, or even stronger, so At this time, Qingyang Sect naturally did not dare to let him directly contact the disciples of the Four Great Immortal Men.
As for this war, there is no shortage of talents from the five major immortal gates.
What's more, he was physically wounded, and he has been enduring a long battle, and this defensive battle is not for him...
The fireball fruit brought to him by Luo Feiling has been refined, but this kind of physical injury is impossible to be so good and fast, and it takes a while to adjust, so he is not anxious, but With this rare effort, while watching the battle outside, I was pondering hard about the disorder of my own practice and how to solve it...
Xuan Huang Qi, which was pure and extremely pure, is really chaotic now.
When he first encountered the dark magic tide, he magically melted part of the dark magic breath, which was already weird enough. Later, in order to kill a blood from the huge monster, he even let it go. Opened the psychological defense, accepted the endless blood sacrifice power, but this is even more powerful, all kinds of messy mana come together, has already made his Xuanhuang Qi made a mess.
But compared with it, his cultivation has improved a lot.
Today, he is already in the eighth layer of Qi Qi, and it is a breakthrough.
But he was not in a hurry about this, he was just thinking about the way to practice in the future!
Before he borrowed the technique of Tianyan, he had already figured out a way to practice Xuanhuang's qi. Going along that road, it is not a problem to build Xuanhuang Daoji. But now, the nature of mana has changed. It doesn't work, so there are two paths before him, one is to use all methods to re-manage the mana into the purest mysterious yellow air...
The other is to follow the current path and re-invent the foundation.
However, who knows what kind of mess is the Daoji built in this situation?
Therefore, after careful consideration, Fang Yuan still used the technique of Tianyan again, deduced a method of re-purifying his mana, and finally paid a lot of spirit stones, but somehow had a result. It is possible to go back to refining and refining, but it is quite troublesome. There is no such work in this lake, you can only talk after you go out!
"Senior Fang Yuan, the disciples of the four Xianmen want to see you..."
Outside there was a disciple of Xiaozhufeng who came to report, with a dignified look on his face.
"What's the matter with them?"
Fang Yuan frowned and asked softly.
The Qingyang Sect issued a strict order not to allow the people of the Four Great Immortal Gates to approach him and Luo Feiling. Mindful, now that the disciples of Xiaozhufeng come to ask themselves what they mean, it must be that the other party is noisy, and even Wu Qing and Meng Zhenzhen are a little hesitant.
"It seems that they still have a group of disciples who haven't come over. I want to ask if you know their whereabouts..."
The disciple repeated it, and Fang Yuan understood it.
It turned out that two days have passed, most of the four Xianmen disciples have arrived at the Eight Wastelands Yuntai, and they have joined forces to defend the enemy, but each Xianmen is still missing dozens of disciples. After the group of people in their black and white Shuangsha of the Eight Waste Cloud Terraces, it stands to reason that no matter whether they have caught up or not, they have already come here to gather with the disciples of Xianmen, but two days have passed, but there is still no news. The true story of the Four Great Immortals is naturally a little reassuring, so I came over and asked.
"These people haven't come back, what happened?"
Fang Yuan moved a little in his heart and secretly speculated that the last time he heard the voices of the disciples of Xianmen was outside the mysterious valley, which was extremely secret and has some weird places. I am afraid that most people would not find it Here, more importantly, the black waitress in the valley has been chopped by him and Luo Feiling, and it should not be a blame...
"You can tell them that on the way back to me and Luo Sister, I saw a valley, it was a little weird..."
After pondering for a while, he said it, and let those people pay attention to the other valley.
But before the words were finished, someone suddenly shouted loudly: "Speed ​​up the formation, ready to meet the enemy, the monster is coming again!"
With this loud shout, all the disciples looked dignified and hurried away outside the Eight Wastelands Yuntai.
Even the four Xianmen disciples who wanted to see Fang Yuan couldn't take care of it at this time, and hurried out. The monster retreated just now, and they only had time to consider these things. Now the monster is under pressure again. No one can take care of those missing Xianmen disciples. It is a matter of urgency. Of course, it is still necessary to fight back the monsters that have come up before making other considerations...
"God, this time the monster..."
"Why so much?"
Soon after, the disciples inside the Eight Waste Cloud Terraces ran out, immediately dumbfounded.
Although Fang Yuan was inside the Eight Wastelands Yuntai, he had cast a spell on a disciple of Xiaozhufeng, and he could see what the disciple saw. At this time, through the disciple's eyes, he also looked The changes outside Bahuangyuntai were slightly shocked!
Over the mountains and the wild, I do not know how many monsters rushed over, surging.
These monsters are more than ten times more than the wave of monsters they repelled before!
Around Bahuangyuntai, the disciples of Xianmen became more powerful, and the monsters also followed up...
Although it has long been expected that there will be more and more of these monsters, I haven't watched for so many monsters to rush at the same time...
"This wave of trouble is not easy to solve, but it is really able to resist, and I don't know how many people will be killed..."
The true legends of the Five Great Immortal Gates immediately realized this problem and shouted: "Hurry up and find out where the monsters in this group of monsters are. However, if there are a large number of monsters traveling together, there must be a monster. This time, the monster came too fierce. We can't fight hard, we can only find out the devil, and kill the devil, the demon will definitely be scattered, and then at that time, we can try to break each one!"
"Quack..."
As they cast spells and wanted to find the demon from the monsters, they suddenly heard an eagle blame.
It is a hoarse and deformed eagle, very strange and unpleasant.
If you don't listen carefully, it looks like someone is sneering.
With that weird tweet, all Xianmen disciples suddenly froze.
There was already an unstoppable look of panic on his face!
Behind the huge monster, behind a black mountain, somehow, a huge magic eagle flew out quietly, and the magic eagle was black, and it seemed that every feather was burning with a black flame. The two giant claws shone with the magic light of the magic weapon, and only fell gently towards the mountain peak. The mountain peak was like tofu. It was crushed by it and the mudstones slid down...
More importantly, the magic eagle is too big!
Only its body is like a hill. If the two large wings spread out, I am afraid that it can cover the sky...
Now, after it has followed the boundless monster, its cold eyes are staring at the disciples!
This must be the Mokui, and it is only possible that it is the Mokui...
It’s just that people don’t understand...
How can there be such a tyrannical monster in this lake?
Now that the distance is still far away, the disciples of the Immortal Gate have already felt the endless ferocious air coming from it, and the cold sweat instantly shed. The strength of this magic eagle may have surpassed any monster they have seen. Even the strongest monsters seen by the disciples in the past in the immortal records, I am afraid that only those tyrannical monsters at the beginning of the Moxi Lake have this kind of fierce power!
This is definitely not a monster that has grown up within ten years!
I am afraid that it has not known how many times the Xianmen disciples have been cleared and lived until now...
"This time... Trouble..."
The disciples of the Xianmen were originally high-spirited, but at this time, their voices suddenly trembled.
The sudden appearance of the magic eagle made them feel a kind of tremor in the heart...
The overwhelming monster is far less frightening than this magic eagle!
"Kill it!"
Amidst a fear, Qin Wuzheng, the true leader of Xuanjian Sect, suddenly spoke lightly.
All the true legends were sinking in their hearts, and then turned to look at him at the same time.
Qin Wuzheng's expression remained unchanged, but his face was slightly fainted with warfare, and said lightly: "This is probably the strongest monster in the Lake of Morpheus. It is also our last challenge. If we can kill it, the monster will be natural. It's easy to let go after the last three days, if you can't kill it, I am afraid that all of us will be killed here, so there is no need to mention three days or three days..."
"Because we can't live for three days at all!"
All the true disciples were silent at this time, their eyes low, and they looked forward.
"Senior Brother Qin is right, if you encounter it, you will naturally kill it or be killed by it..."
Chen Taia, the true story of the Beast Spirit, suddenly sneered in a low voice: "Other than ~EbookFREE.me~ Is there any other way?"
"I suddenly felt that, fortunately, the two Qingyang sect disciples blew our Eight Waste Cloud Terraces, forcing us to come here to gather all the strength of the Xianmen to fight against this monster, otherwise, scattered all over, very It is easy to be destroyed by it!"
Meiqing, a true biography of Shangqingshan, suddenly smiled and shook his head slowly.
"you are right!"
The true biography of Zi Yunfeng Wu Qing also nodded gently, and then said: "But your Yuntai is not my Qingyang Sect disciple!"
"I don't know if I can survive, what good is it?"
The true biography of Xuan Jianzong, Qin Wuzheng, suddenly laughed: "We are all true disciples who have been trained by the great immortals to devote their resources and resources. Normally, you are not convinced of me, I am not convinced of you. Contest, everyone, I propose, if anyone of us can kill the magic eagle, how can we all recognize him as the first person in the True Kingdom of Vietnam?"
Having said this, he suddenly snapped the sword box on the back, and he heard a "buzz" sound, a sword handle with dragon patterns, and the ancient sword with a bright sword as the autumn water has jumped out and floated in midair. Among them, the sword body trembles, cheering the sound of dragon chanting...
"agree!"
"agree!"
"agree!"
"It should be so..."
The other major immortals really spread their heads, all nodded with laughter, Dao Dao mana was stirred up, and rushed to Yunxiao!