The black glow in Po Tianmei's heart swept across the entire sky. The red mist that was originally surging continuously made a continuous "chichi" sound at the moment when the black glow came into contact. It was like ice and snow melting. The blue sky slowly appeared above the head, which aroused more red flat monsters on the palace wall. With a roaring sound, their attacks became several times more violent, but often as soon as they came into contact with the black glow, their bodies began to melt into water like the red mist. Before they fell to the ground, they had evaporated, and a lot of space was suddenly exposed in front of them, which made Potian and the monsters behind him fly faster.
Potian looked at the ten first-level Demon Beast behind him, and smiled. They were all his good friends. Although he had activated his talent Divine Ability, it took him ten miles away, and he still had time to recover after opening the distance from the huge black shadow in the sky behind him.
Just when he flew about a hundred meters away, he suddenly felt a shiver in his heart. There was a large red wave flying towards the front of his Divine Sense. It was densely packed and countless red monsters screamed and attacked him. Potian couldn't help being frightened and angry, and the attackers from the front gathered in groups to attack the rear. This was not a situation that would occur during the level at all. He roared repeatedly, "This is not a normal life~death~round!"
It's just that he didn't notice that in the red clouds that filled the sky, there were a few living bee gu flying around. Even if he had discovered it, he might have thought that they were creatures from here.
After Li Yan exited the yellow light belt, he quickly rushed towards the white light belt on the other side. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I think when Sixth Senior Sister and the others meet this team Demon Beast, the pressure will be minimal."
The bee vood he released just now is a kind of voodoo that does not need to be cultivated by Essence Blood but relies on quantity. This is what he has asked Zhao Min for in the past few years. On the one hand, he is studying the poison of voodoo insects, and on the other hand, he is also curious about voodoo insects. Zhao Min gave him some relatively common voodoo insects, and this bee voodoo was one of them. Gu insects like those that need to be cultivated with Essence Blood are extremely rare in number. Every Buli Peak monk regards them as treasures. They are basically cultivated with their own Essence Blood from the time of chrysalis. They are connected to their own minds and will not be given away at all.
After Li Yan got these dozens of bee stings, he first experimented with their poison and found that they did not pose any threat to him. However, he still found it novel and did not give it back to Zhao Min. Instead, he simply practiced it for a few days and was able to control it easily. However, he lost interest later and took a spirit beast bag given to him by Zhao Min. Li Yan thought about it this time when he entered the secret realm, and brought in these few Gu insects. He was not sure what to do, but he felt that he was not tired anyway, so he just hung the spirit beast bag on his waist. However, he did not notice that when he entered the secret realm, a beautiful eye scanned the spirit beast bag around his waist several times, although this spirit beast bag was just the most common low-level spirit beast bag.
Li Yan After entering the yellow light belt just now, he found that he was not a member of the three sects at all. As soon as his eyes rolled, he thought of bee poison, and he released more than a dozen
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The purpose of Peak Gu is that wherever the Bee Gu goes, it will trigger the originally quiet ban. At that time, the attacks that were triggered one by one as Potian and the others fought all the way, were all triggered and exploded in a short period of time. In this way, Demon Beast in the channel faced not only a small area of attacks, but a total attack that had to withstand the storm in a short period of time. At that time, the number of attacks in the channel instantly increased several times.
Li Yan looked at the pure white light strip that was getting closer and closer and dancing like willow branches in the wind, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Divine Sense let go and swept around, but his feet were a little faster. After just a few turns, he stood on the pure white light belt. His figure undulated with the dance of the light belt.
Wang Lang's handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of cold frost. He looked at Quanjiuxing beside him, and then at the forty-three Qi Condensation Stage monks of the Second Sect behind him. He held a blue rhombus in one hand, and waved his sword finger from time to time in the other hand. In one wave, dozens of sword lights would roar from the sky, and they would come without a trace and go away like lightning. They would hit the black strange eagle above the Iron Lock Bridge. Feathers would shoot out and flesh and blood would fly everywhere.
These strange eagles are all black, but their bodies are like fine iron. The Qi Condensation Stage monks behind them can't be injured unless they are attacked with full force from the tenth level or above. Otherwise, they will be shaken several feet away and fly high into the sky at most. The strange eagle has a long and pointed beak like a crane's beak, and the giant beak about two feet long is shining with a strange green light. Every time it pecks, the air is torn into cracks, and the friction makes a harsh sound like the sudden tearing of cloth, but the sound is dozens of times louder. It makes people's teeth sore, eardrums like cracks, and headaches. The power of this sharp beak is astonishing. Qi Condensation Stage The monk's body-protecting aura is often broken into dots of aura under just two or three pecks. If it can't be avoided, it will pass through the body. The claws of the strange eagle are even more peculiar, with only two fingers. The two fingers are spread out vertically in a straight line, and the two ends are two extremely sharp claws. The straight-shaped finger pads have white bone spurs like blades protruding from them. It is like a long knife. When cutting the opponent, the two ends can bend and contract inward. In an instant, the object caught by the two fingers can be pinched and cut into two pieces.
At this moment, they were standing on an iron chain bridge. There were several long iron chain guardrails on both sides of the bridge. There was nothing else under their feet except square wooden boards spread on a few iron chains. Under the wooden planks and iron chains, the river was roaring and roaring.
Quanjiuxing is trying its best to deal with the little golden snakes that are constantly leaping up and flying in the rolling river below. These little golden snakes have thin bodies, about half a foot long, and their heads are in the shape of a very pointed triangle. A pair of small eyes on them reveal a bloodthirsty light, and rows of fine broken teeth shine with cold light. They shoot out in groups from the roaring river towards the monks walking on the iron chain bridge. No matter whether the monks' long swords or spiritual weapons hit them, they are all hit.
They would throw up a stream of sparks and then fall, but they would often just use the power of the waves stirred up in the river to pounce on the monks on the bridge again without fear of death.
For a moment, whether it was the strong wind brought by the huge wings of the black strange eagle in the sky, the attack of the golden snake that was rebounded onto the bridge, or the monk's mana, the iron-locked cross-bridge in the middle of the river was shaken by the blows, and the figures of everyone on the bridge were swaying.
These are already giving people a headache, but the most terrifying thing is that the rolling river water below is unknown. When it splashes, as long as a drop falls on the bridge, the wooden boards there will be corroded in an instant, and the long iron chain will be stained by the river water. Immediately after a burst of black smoke came out, there was a deep depression on it, and every time those golden thread-like snakes jumped up from the river, they would bring a lot of river water, which made Taixuan Sect and Ten-Step Academy monks miserable. Fortunately, Wang Lang He and Quan Jiuxing were respectively responsible for dealing with attacks from the sky and from the river below. They held blue diamond crystals in one hand and protected a large space with the other. Only a part of the attacks would fall on the Qi Condensation Stage monks. Even so, about a quarter of an hour after they entered this level, the original forty-nine people had been reduced to forty-three. This was only about four miles forward, and it was still under the full protection of the two top Foundation Establishment monks.
Looking at the rising fog in the river ahead and covering the long iron-locked bridge in front of me, although I calculated in my mind that it was still about six miles away, I felt that the bridge was extremely long for a while, and every step I took was extremely difficult.
"This level is so sad. It seems that the following levels will become more and more difficult. If this continues, the losses in this level will be more than the losses in the sphere just now." Wang Lang said in a low voice with a gloomy face to Jiuxing, who was resisting the attack below with all his strength.
"Is there any way, Brother Wang? There is no way to change the situation here. We can only take one step at a time. But when we get to the meeting point of ten miles, there will probably only be about thirty people left." Quan Jiuxing also lost his previous gentleness and said with an embarrassed expression.
For a while, apart from various explosions, there was silence between the two. After a long time, Wang Lang couldn't help but sigh. "It seems that you and I are not very lucky this time. We met Demon Beast in the first level, and we met in the second level. And in the third level, you and I met Demon Beast again. Why are we so unlucky? None of the levels are related to that Wangliang Sect evil cultivator encountered. The Demon Beast in the secret realm are so ferocious that they deserve their reputation. In the last level, we killed eleven Qi Condensation Stage cultivators before wiping out all six of the opponent's Demon Beast."
"I think it won't happen in this level. Demon Beast has a total of eight teams. We have already met three of them in the first three levels. There is a high chance that this level will be Wangliang Sect or Pure Land Sect." Quan Jiuxing's pretty face actually had a strong murderous look and unwillingness.
It's no wonder, Demon Beast has eight teams in total, and they have encountered several
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Yes, although the match will be rematched after each level, the chance is extremely high.
Wang Lang suddenly smiled, "Brother Quan, you won the chance to enter the sphere in the last level. Brother Yu should be allowed to enter in this level." He said this with obvious reluctance in his tone. In the previous level, the two made a bet, but they didn't expect that they were one step behind. The lunatic's problem was revealed on the way forward. After determining the target, Wang Lang and the others rushed all the way, invincible. However, when they advanced to about eight miles, they slowed down. The reason was that they lacked enough strength, and the Taixuan Sect slowly caught up. This is not to say that Ten-Step Academy's sword cultivator is not as good as the Taixuan Cult monks. On the contrary, if they fight face to face, 70% of the time the winner will be Ten-Step Academy.
Wang Lang wanted to reach the yellow sphere first, so his attacks were naturally more violent than before, but he ignored one thing, that is, all of his men were Qi Condensation Stage monks, and it was not easy to barely keep up with his pace under high intensity. Although almost all of them are Qi Condensation Stage monks of the tenth level or above, in order to deal with the Wangliang Sect, these monks have been searched hard from the Desolate Moon Continent by three sects for decades. Although the Mixed Spirit Root monks are qualified The quality is extremely poor, but after all, they are also people with spiritual roots. They don't just find it when they find it. They often try their best to find a person with spiritual roots, but the result is that it is not the owner of the super Mixed Spirit Root, which makes them disappointed. If this scene is said to be going out, it is extremely strange.
For these Mixed Spirit Root selected through various channels, it is basically impossible for them to cultivate to the sixth level of Qi Condensation. What's more, to cultivate ninth or tenth level Qi Condensation monks, that can only rely on more massive Pill It has accumulated, so the cultivation of these monks is not the result of solid foundation practice step by step. They are lacking in both the comprehension of immortal arts and the strong spiritual power. Once a protracted battle occurs, especially a high-intensity battle, there is no problem in withstanding it for a while, but their weakness will become apparent as time goes by.
On the other hand, although the Qi Condensation Stage monks of the Taixuan Sect are also Mixed Spirit Root, who are also accumulated by Pill, they have a set of chain formations that can be used by multiple people. Fighting steadily and cooperatively, this is quite similar to Li Yan's fighting style. They walk neither fast nor fast. Although there is a sense of rapidity in the smoothness, they basically still move forward in cooperation with each other in formations, and the spiritual power consumption is much less. It seemed that they had a long stamina. When they were close to Jiuli, they actually overtook the Ten-Step Academy monks and finally managed to gain the upper hand. This made Wang Lang's face sink as he looked at his group of Qi Condensation monks. His face was also grim. Fortunately, these Qi Condensation monks had died in batches after training under him in the past few decades. The remaining ones had long taken life and death lightly. Although they were awe-inspiring in their hearts, they all had expressionless faces.
In the last level, Quan Jiuxing had to lead the two monks into the sphere, leaving Wang Lang alone to guard outside the sphere. He looked worriedly at the huge black shadow in the sky behind him from time to time, and was frightened.