The strength of the Myriad-Bone Soul-Stinging Snake Spirit, Zhefang Qun, grew stronger and stronger, and its aura was far too powerful. Naturally, Lu Xiaotian had no intention of relying on the few of them to directly withstand its methods. Although Zhefang Qun still showed no intention of attacking, he continued driving the Azure-Leaf Stinging Snake horde to assault them.
The closer they stayed, the greater the risk of being attacked. If Zhefang Qun truly made a move, staying a little closer to Danyi Mo, the Six-Eared Ape Lord, and the Lion-Camel Python Venerable would allow them to share much of the danger.
Moreover, Xie Mo, Nine-Ren Mountain, and Yan Bei, whose strength was no weaker than theirs, had already been fighting bitterly for a long time. Each had been depleted considerably. They would have no trouble facing ordinary Golden Immortal-level experts, but against the killing moves that Zhefang Qun might unleash at any moment, they could no longer provide Lu Xiaotian with enough assistance.
"Saint of the Eastern Pill, you must hold the front! The breach in the restriction is already widening. You absolutely cannot withdraw now." Seeing Lu Xiaotian and the others constantly retreating toward them, the Six-Eared Ape Lord could not help but twitch at the corner of his eye. Under normal circumstances, he would have wished for Lu Xiaotian to come closer; with a sweep of his palm, he could capture him. Now, however, he wished nothing more than for Lu Xiaotian to stay as far away as possible and not lure that god of slaughter, Zhefang Qun, over. In any case, they could delay things for as long as possible.
"We truly can't hold out any longer. Otherwise, we wouldn't have suffered one casualty after another. Even while attacking the restriction, you have to help share