Chapter 2010: Magic repair

Fang Bai had been paying attention to Zhong Litian and the others after he evacuated from a hundred miles away with the evil spirit beasts and Venerable Flood Dragon.
Seeing them in distress, Fang Bai immediately mounted the evil spirit beast, letting it release a ray of celestial power to counter the devilish coercion, and then rushed to Zhong Litian and the others one by one.
As soon as the evil spirit beast approached, there was its immortal energy to counter the devilish energy. Zhong Litian and the others felt relieved and let out a sigh of relief.
"Palace Master Fang..."
Zhong Litian wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Fang Bai's wave.
"It's dangerous here, let's talk about it later!"
Fang Bai knew that the evil spirit beast was under the pressure of the devil energy, and could not hold on for long, so he asked Zhong Litian and others to stand on the back of the evil spirit beast.
Without waiting for Fang Bai's command, the evil spirit beast turned its direction, rushed out dozens of miles in an instant, escaped from the area covered by demon energy, and returned to the previous mountain peak.
As soon as they stood firm, they heard a loud vibration from the direction of Feng Mofeng.
Their spiritual consciousness was scattered, and when they explored through the strands of demon energy, it was vaguely visible that the thousand-meter-high Feng Demon Peak was actually collapsing little by little.
"One hundred thousand repairers, it's over..."
Fang Bai muttered to himself with an extremely solemn expression on Feng Mofeng's mental consciousness.
He knew that Feng Mofeng collapsed because the five-character mantra that suppressed the demons under the peak disappeared.
Demon cultivator is known for being fierce and insidious, brutal and bloodthirsty. He is also powerful. It is conceivable that once a group of demon that has been suppressed for thousands of years escapes from the peak, where are the hundreds of thousands of people within a hundred miles? Still have a chance to survive?
Fang Bai didn't want to save the one hundred thousand cultivators, but was powerless.
Moreover, Fang Bai had kindly reminded those cultivators before, but in exchange for their cynicism, no one believed it.
Fang Bai has done his part, as for whether others listen or not, that is not something he can manage.
When Zhong Litian and the others heard Fang Bai's mumbling, their hearts were stunned.
They couldn't imagine what kind of dangerous things would happen next that could put a hundred thousand repairers to death.
Could it be said that under the collapsing Demon Fengfeng, it is really suppressing the magic repair that is as powerful as the fairy?
"Let's continue to retire!"
Fang Bai's divine consciousness spread out, suddenly detected a few crazy and terrifying auras, rising from the collapsed Feng Mofeng to the sky, his pupils suddenly contracted, standing with Zhong Litian and others on the back of the evil spirit beast, and quickly withdrew. Two hundred miles.
In this way, the distance between them and Feng Mofeng has been more than three hundred miles, so that even if there is a real demon cultivator born, it will not be able to threaten them for a moment.
And magic cultivators, like immortals, cannot stay for more than a hundred breaths in the three thousand worlds.
Within a hundred breaths, it would be difficult for Demon Xiu to catch up with Fang Bai and others, so this distance is very safe for Fang Bai and others.
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
...
At the moment when Feng Mofeng completely collapsed, more than a dozen black shadows rose into the sky from the ruins, suspended in the sky, surrounded by black smoke.
The fierce and devilish energy was released from the body of every black shadow, spreading vertically and horizontally, and coerced in all directions. Fang Bai and others, who were three hundred miles away, felt the horror of this coercive force.
"Is that the legendary magic repair?"
Divine Sense stared at more than a dozen black shadows in the sky, and Zhong Litian and others' eyes showed a little fright.
The dozens of black shadows seemed to sense the existence of Fang Bai and others, and their eyes were all cast over.
Although separated by a distance of more than three hundred miles, Zhong Litian and the others felt that the dozen or so gazes, like a sharp sword, seemed to penetrate their bodies. The scalp was numb, and bursts of cold air rose from the soles of their feet. .
In Fang Bai's gaze, there was no fear, only worry.
He could see that the dozen shadows were exactly a dozen demons.
Although the dozen or so demons were just some small demons and big demons in the demon world, they were not as good as the purple-clothed fairy in the Thunder Cloud Mountains in terms of single-person strength, but they were not weaker.
Fang Bai originally had some luck, hoping that the 100,000 cultivators could escape some, but when he saw a dozen demon cultivators appear, he completely gave up and secretly mourned the 100,000 cultivators.
"what……"
Among the dozens of demonic cultivators, the demon with the strongest cultivation base roared up to the sky, seeming to vent the depression in his heart.
The other magic repairs also roared up to the sky.
More than a dozen demons roared together, shaking for hundreds of miles, and startled countless spirit beasts.
A hundred thousand cultivators, under the impact of the sound waves of a dozen demon cultivators' roars, their seven orifices bleed and their five internal organs were torn apart.
The light one among them was hit hard, the heavy one fell on the spot, and no one was able to survive his roar.
Even Zhong Litian and others, who were three hundred miles away, felt that the blood in the body was surging, and their heads were dizzy, and they couldn't help but feel shocked.
"If it hadn't been for Fang Bai to rescue us in time, I'm afraid there will be a few of us among those who have been hit hard at this moment!"
When Zhong Litian and others recalled what happened before, they all felt grateful.
The dozens of demonic cultivators had not taken any action, but they just screamed and killed many powerful men, which shows how terrifying their strength is.
Perhaps in their eyes, the powerhouses of the Three Thousand Great Worlds are not even considered to be ants.
"After being suppressed for thousands of years, I finally see the sun again!"
"When I return to the demon world, I will seek justice from the immortals of the immortal world!"
"Don't turn the world upside down, swear not to be a demon!"
"Only by killing a few immortals, the hatred in my heart can I get rid of it!"
...
After the demon roared for a while, one by one looked up at the sky and yelled.
"Although the cultivators of these three thousand great worlds are weak, they are better than a large number of them. With their essence and blood as a supplement, they can restore some strength!"
The leading demon said, his mouth opened wide, and he sucked sharply downwards from the air.
I saw hundreds of cultivators who were severely wounded or fallen below, their bodies trembled, and then masses of blood spilled from their bodies and were swallowed by the demon.
The demon instantly consumed the essence and blood of hundreds of cultivators, and licked his mouth, as if he had eaten delicious food, with a satisfied look.
The dozens of other demonic cultivators also followed the same pattern, and began to open their mouths to absorb the essence and blood to make up for the strength they had lost for thousands of years of suppression.
Zhong Litian and others, where have you seen such a scene?
They watched more than a dozen demons standing in the air with their divine consciousness, constantly drawing the blood of the 100,000 practitioners from the three thousand great worlds below, and they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their bodies were cold, and their bodies could not help shaking.
In his previous life, Fang Bai had been accustomed to such scenes. It was just that after seeing one hundred thousand cultivators being sucked blood, his body became dry and dry, but he was unable to stop it and couldn't help feeling depressed.
In just a few dozen breaths, the 100,000 repairers within a hundred miles of the magic peak became dry corpses, which looked like on earth.