Just now, the masked man saw several people scattering on Mu Sha's side, and in an instant, five or six people were hit by arrows in succession.
Three of them could only hold on for less than a breath. Before they could get closer to themselves, they were blocked by the "Zhuxian Crossbow", which consumed a lot of mana for each strike.
In an instant, the magic power appeared, and he was shot into a hedgehog almost instantly, and he couldn't live until he saw it.
The remaining two people who were closer to Mu Sha fell not far from Mu Sha, and the arrows that fell towards them were annihilated by the sudden rise of a large red light, so they were not shot later.
At this moment, Mu Sha could no longer care about his injuries. The demonic energy took this opportunity to regroup throughout his body and shook away the crossbow bolts nailed into his flesh.
At the same time, he took out a packet of medicinal powder and quickly poured it into the bloody holes on his shoulders and legs.
Fortunately, his body-protecting spirit shield removed most of the power from the two "Xianxian Crossbows" before it collapsed, so the crossbow arrows were not penetrated. Otherwise, two big holes would inevitably appear in his body.
Mu Sha's forward movement did not stop because of this. He kept walking and pushed the animal bones forward with one hand.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and finally took out the life-saving thing given by his mother.
"The cultivation level is still too low!"
This animal bone can defend against the attacks of fake infant-level monks, but it is expendable Dharma Treasure. When the power inside is exhausted, it will shatter into ashes.
Therefore, Mu Sha is usually reluctant to take it out. Firstly, he keeps it to save his life. Secondly, he just wants to go on by himself.
But after all, he still didn't have enough cultivation. In a cruel place like Lost Continent, there are all kinds of fatal attacks that are higher than his own cultivation. At this time, he can only use it to save his life.
An hour and a half later, at the bottom of a cliff, the masked man looked at the only seven people left around him.
Even though he already knew the result, when his eyes passed over these people, he was still extremely angry, and murderous intent surged in his body.
This time, a report came from the "Opportunity Search Camp". They found an important location where White Devil Race stored Dharma Treasure Pill.
So he, the captain of thousands, led 20 elite members of the "Devil Blade Battalion" to raid.
They can either bring back the treasures or destroy them all.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they appeared, three Golden Core Realm masters suddenly appeared, and at the same time, hundreds of soldiers surrounded them.
This was undoubtedly the opponent's trick. Fortunately, all the people who came this time were masters from the "Devil Blade Camp", Black Devil Race, the best among the best.
Not only can they block ten with one, but they are also good at cooperating with each other to double the power of the spells they cast.
In addition, the various talismans and Dharma Treasure equipped in the "Demon Blade Camp" are unmatched by other military camps. They are sharp and powerful in attacking difficulties.
For a moment, the opponent's newly encircled formation was so rushed that they lost sight of one thing.
The masked man who led the team was very familiar with sneak attacks, so he had a premonition that something was wrong before actually entering the opponent's encirclement.
It is precisely because of this that they react extremely quickly. When the other party first appears, they all
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Dharma Treasure and Fu Yan self-destructed and attacked for free, and then they escaped after killing eight people.
Even the monks in the White Devil Race army did not expect this. They also received news that someone was coming to attack, but they did not expect that the people who came over were actually people from the "Devil Blade Camp".
Otherwise, if they knew it, they would have sent more than three Golden Core Realm monks. The masked man and the others would really be dead.
After being rushed out by the masked man and others, the three Golden Core Realm soldiers in the White Devil Race army looked livid with anger.
If such a thing were to spread, I would be able to ambush the opponent in a well-prepared manner and force the opponent to escape without being laughed at to death.
The war between the black White Devil Race has been going on for too long, and they all know each other very well. Although White Devil Race didn't know that the soldiers coming were from the "Devil Blade Battalion", they still had a backup plan.
Under a surprise attack from the "Zhuxian Crossbow", five more people on the masked man's side suddenly died.
Even the shield of the masked man at the end was finally cracked under such a dense attack of "Zhuxian Crossbows".
Although several of his subordinates behind him were protected by his magic in time, in order to prevent the opponent from firing another round, he attacked the opponent at the same time, which resulted in the dispersion of his magic power.
Now not only were everyone injured, but two of them were also seriously injured and had lost their fighting power, including the masked man who had a deep blood groove under his right rib.
"Damn it, I'm going to cause trouble for the 'Opportunity Camp' this time when I go back, for giving such false news!"
The masked man cursed bitterly, his eyes flashing fiercely. Although they were not completely wiped out this time, those who came out were all centurion-level elites.
The death of one person is a great loss to the "Devil Blade Camp". So many people died at once, which has already damaged the vitality of the "Devil Blade Camp".
The masked man Divine Sense looked behind him, and after a moment, he said to his men who had applied the medicine.
"I'll cut off the rear. Mu Sha, you can act as a scout to explore the way. Xia Houwei, lead the others to keep a distance from Mu Sha and charge forward!"
After saying that, the masked man immediately flew towards the rear. He had to set some restraint traps to let these people know that he and his party were not poor bandits.
What's more, even if he doesn't kill White Devil Race more people, he can't get rid of his bad breath.
As soon as the masked man disappeared, Xia Houwei smiled and glanced at Mu Sha who was putting the arrow in his hand into Storage Pouch.
"You still plan to keep it as a souvenir. We must act according to the order quickly. Who told you to be the "Immortal Demon Vine"!
The injuries on our bodies are also serious. It will take about half an hour to recover to 60-70% combat strength. During this time, we will rely more on you, brother. "
Xia Houwei's attitude towards Mu Sha was very polite. There was no one here who didn't know Mu Sha's background.
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Mu Guyue is cold-blooded and ruthless. I heard that even the legendary parents and children were beaten and scolded in the same way, and they were just as vicious when they punished them, let alone people like them.
When he said this, the other people stood up with grins on their faces. They couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw Mu Sha flying into the forest ahead without saying a word.
Who wants a good mother? Although Mu Guyue is cold-blooded, her skills in teaching Mu Sha are really enviable. They really want to have her.
Especially with that outrageous physical recovery ability, ordinary injuries have no impact on Mu Sha at all, and he can repair himself without Pill.
Mu Sha was walking through the forest. Things were urgent today. He had to apply powder externally and take Pill internally to help his injuries recover faster.
As a result, he felt that the muscles of his wound were closing continuously.
"Mother, I know this must be related to that person. I will find that person, for sure!"??
Sun Guoshu was flying alone in the endless mountains of 100,000, Divine Sense scanning the surroundings vigilantly.
It has been four months since he came out this time. Thinking about the harvest in Storage Pouch, Sun Guoshu is still in a very happy mood.
"After I go back and hand in the mission this time and sell these herbs, I should be able to collect the contribution points to purchase the "Dustless Pill", and then I can retreat and attack Golden Core Realm."
Sun Guoshu has stayed at the Foundation Establishment Realm for too long, and his lifespan is not far away.
If the attack fails this time, Sun Guoshu will have no time, no spirit stones and Pill to support him in his second breakthrough. At that time, he can only wait for the end to come.
After experiencing the Devil Race invasion, he deeply realized the pitifulness of low-level monks.
If he hadn't happened to know Li Yan and Bai Rou, he would have turned into a pawn who could be abandoned at will in that war, just like most Rogue Cultivator.
There is an 80 to 90 percent chance that he will not survive now.
In the past few decades, he no longer had the idea of hanging around in the market. While practicing hard, he continued to take on various dangerous tasks, just to get a "dust-free pill".
Although it was hard, his life was more fulfilling than ever, and he kept moving towards his goal.
In the past, when he was Rogue Cultivator, it was good to be able to make ends meet. Even if the "Wuxin Pill" could appear in the market, it was not something he dared to think about.
This kind of Pill is so precious that people rush to buy it as soon as it comes out. The price is so high that Sun Guoshu feels that his heart will burst.
Now that he has entered Wangliang Sect, he can still redeem it as long as he contributes enough points and a lot of spiritual stones.
Today's Desolate Moon Continent is different from the situation when Li Yan was in the Wangliang Sect.
At that time, there were many disciples of the Wangliang Sect, and the raw materials required for "Dustless Pill" were extremely precious, so even if you contributed enough points, you might not have the opportunity to redeem them.
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This was the case with Li Wuyi at that time.
And since that Devil Race invasion war, not to mention the Wangliang Sect monks suffered heavy casualties, even the entire Desolate Moon Continent has no idea how many sects have even gone to the point of annihilation.
After the war, the number of monks dropped sharply, and the four major sects had to make every effort to recover and recuperate.
The four major sects have even opened up core areas such as Shiwandashan and Northern Underworld Demon-Suppressing Tower, and at the same time relaxed the conditions for entry.
This allows more monks to enter and obtain more cultivation resources.
Their other purpose is to allow Desolate Moon Continent monks to experience more life and death, so that their cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds.
I have only seen how tyrannical demon cultivators are in records before. Desolate Moon Continent cultivators thought that the other party had not met them, otherwise they would kill them one by one.
This battle really made them understand what it means to fight one against ten and kill people across ranks.
They often fight against a demon cultivator of the same level, and in the end they may all be killed by the opponent one by one, which is simply embarrassing to death.
This time, when Sun Guoshu accepted a mission to hunt down a second-level "Black Golden Single-eye Fish", he unexpectedly obtained a "Bergag's Hand Pine Gardenia", which was probably around one hundred and thirty years ago.
Although the century-old "bergamot pine gardenia" can only be regarded as acceptable, Sun Guoshu is a growing one, not a dead thing, and can be transplanted.
When it grows to three hundred years, it will be worth at least tens of thousands of low-level spiritual stones.
In this way, the value of this "bergamot pine gardenia" is at least about 5,000 spiritual stones.
Coupled with his own savings and contribution points over the past decades, as well as the rewards from the hunting mission completed this time, it is enough to buy a "dustless pill".
Thinking of this, Sun Guoshu felt more and more happy. He no longer wanted to stay here anymore and had to rush back to the sect as soon as possible.
There is still more than 30,000 miles away from the Wangliang Sect. It will probably take him about ten days to return to the sect.
Sun Guoshu was frugal, so he was reluctant to buy even a good flying Dharma Treasure, and the flying speed was not very fast.
The skills he practiced were still outstanding in the war. After entering the sect, Bai Rou obtained them at a discount from Elder Chi Gong.
All the trophies he got in the war were exchanged for spiritual stones and stored up.
Although Sun Guoshu was thinking about things in his heart, Divine Sense always let go. Shiwandashan was not peaceful. As a frequent visitor here, Sun Guoshu always remained vigilant.
In this way, he quickly passed through the trees below at a low altitude.
Suddenly, Sun Guoshu's expression changed while he was flying, and he hurriedly fell into the forest below.
The moment he just fell into the mountain, several rays of light appeared on the horizon as the light spots in the sky flashed rapidly. Three rays of light, one after the other, flew like lightning, dragging out several long rays of light and flying towards him quickly.