Chapter 312: Thin man

The great monk at the peak of the soul brought more than a dozen people, of which the middle stage of the soul accounted for the majority, and only three reached the latter stage.
It seems to be a level higher than Wang Yu's five.
These people followed behind the great cultivator at the peak of the soul, looking at the former with a nervous expression, obviously following the former, and they knew that it was not a good thing.
Unfortunately, due to the former's strength being too strong, they could not contend and had to be at the mercy of them.
"What about people?"
Looking at the place in front of him, there was no one alone, and the great monk at the peak of the soul frowned.
He clearly guided Wang Yu and the others to come here, and let his partners follow them, why now I can't see Wang Yu and the others, nor his partners.
The great cultivator at the Peak of Yuanshen shook his heart for a moment, glanced at the place where the true spirit died, and his pupils shrank slightly.
He saw a few familiar clothes, only the clothes were left with some blood stains on them, which looked like they were just left.
They are dead!
The great cultivator at the Peak of Yuanshen was taken aback, and the scene in front of him, although unbelievable, made him have to believe.
His face was a bit annoyed, not because of the death of his partner, the life and death of his partner, he didn't care about it, he died when he died.
What really makes him unwilling is that he doesn't know what the danger is here.
Because of this, he went around looking for someone to help him.
In his mind, even if those people are dead, let him know what the danger lies in it.
What about the five people before?
The great cultivator at the peak of the soul was full of doubts. In the end, he could only shook his head, glanced at the few people behind him, and said, "Did you see it? Where is the true god's bones? Your chance is here, don't hurry to get them."
The big monks behind him looked at each other and did not dare to step forward.
Every fool who can cultivate to the realm of the soul, tells them the dangers in this area.
The great cultivator at the peak of the soul, looked at the gestures of the three, and sneered: "I'm not discussing with you, it's an order."
"I order you to go. If you go, you may die, but if you are lucky, you may also survive and get a chance. But if you don't go, I will let you die immediately." At the last word, Yuanshen The peak monk increased his tone.
A few people shudder.
Under the persecuting eyes of the great primordial cultivator, more than a dozen great primordial cultivators had to step into the battlefield of the true god.
Prior to this, these people had contended with the great primordial cultivator, and the result was that they were defeated, so when the great cultivator of the primordial soul was persecuted, they did not resist and broke into the true battlefield.
The five members of Wang Yu in the hidden formation continued to pay attention in silence when they saw a dozen people breaking into the battlefield of True God.
The nine primordial cultivators last time only brought out heroic spirits, soul-eater centipedes, and scarlet-blooded corpse turtles. Whether there are any other evil creatures is still unknown and requires close attention.
Boom!
Familiar voices sounded, and Wang Yu and others knew that these were soul-eater centipedes and scarlet-blooded corpse turtles. They felt the vitality, and the movement was about to surge.
Before these two great evils came out, the dozen or so great monks had to face one evil thing.
Heroic!
Wang Yu opened his heavenly eyes, his blood pupils opened the broken virtual pupils, and he saw a group of heroic spirits, peeping out from the bones of the dead Celestial Lord, and rushing towards the monks with fierce light.
"There are foreign objects approaching around, everyone is supporting the real element protection."
Among the great monks who dare to trespass into the plains and mountains, there will always be some who have special skills. Maybe they are not strong, but they are very practical here.
Among these dozen people, there happened to be a great monk with extremely keen soul perception, with a thin body and a cold face.
He was aware when the heroic spirit appeared, although he could not see it, the heroic spirit might as well be sensed by his divine consciousness and quickly remind everyone.
After listening to the crowd, they all supported the True Essence Protection. There were two slow-moving ones. After a screaming scream, only one piece of clothing remained, just like those who died before.
hiss!
In the battlefield of True God, the thin man who everyone else wanted to remind him cast his grateful eyes.
"Everyone, be careful and follow my command to move forward. If what I expected is good, there are no heroes around us with the naked eye. If you do as I say, you will definitely pass." The latter explained.
Others nodded one after another, and the performance of the thin man just now became everyone's life-saving straw.
"There are sixteen of us, divided into eight directions: east, west, south, north, southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest. Two people in each direction will attack according to my orders..."
The thin man is very capable of leadership. Under his guidance, a group of people marched towards the center.
In the hidden array, Wang Yu looked at the thin man's gaze with some appreciation.
"This person is good." Wang Yu said softly.
"Master, don't you want to subdue this person?" After hearing Wang Yu's words, Xuetong thought of him following Wang Yu. Wang Yu said he was good. This time he said that the thin man was good, and Xuetong asked.
Wang Yu shook his head when he heard the words: "I'm not going to subdue him, but he needs to live. Wait, maybe we two will go out quietly, and the others will hide in the big formation. Don't leave."
Xuetong didn't understand why Wang Yu wanted to save the man so much, but he was not prepared to talk too much. Since he followed Wang Yu, he would naturally follow Wang Yu's words, and he thought Wang Yu's actions had deep meaning.
Yes, Wang Yu is not a bad guy, but because if the other party is alive, it is good for him, he must ensure that the other party survives.
In the battlefield of True God, the thin man with a group of people was already close to the corpse area of ​​the Celestial Realm.
咚咚...咚!
The low muffled sound continued to sound, and the soul-eater centipedes broke through the soil, and the scarlet-blooded corpse turtle followed behind like a small follower.
"This……"
Looking at the two big evils that suddenly appeared, whether it was the thin man in the battlefield or the great cultivator of the Primordial Spirit Peak outside the battlefield, their pupils were shrinking.
"Soul Eater Centipede, Scarlet Blood Corpse Turtle." The thin man exclaimed.
He glanced at the dozens of people around him, and explained the two big evils again: "...the great monks of the Thunder Element and Fire Element True Essence came forward, and the ones who understand the spirits attack are behind. Although there are many of them, we have so many people. , May not lose to them."
Hearing the characteristics of the two types of fierceness that the thin man had said, the others couldn't help but feel a little afraid.
However, listening to the last words of the thin man also ignited the excitement of everyone.
"kill!"
Pride can infect people.
Under a roar, the great monks of the fire element and the thunder element of the real essence, desperately attacked, and there were also great monks who were proficient in spirit attack methods, and launched an invisible fight.
Boom boom boom!
The red blood corpse turtle and the soul-eater centipede, the deaths and injuries are large and large. Compared with the previous nine primordial monks, they have a large number of them, and one leader among them also makes them safer than the former. Although they are a little embarrassed, they have not died yet, but the number of red blood corpses and soul eater centipedes Too many, they consume too much, but kill two-fifths,
Several of them showed pale faces.
As long as one of the eight directions is torn open, all of them may suffer. "Blood pupil, let's go!" Wang Yu patted the blood pupil on the shoulder and walked out of the hidden array with the blood pupil.