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On a vast plain, the screams of killing were soaring into the sky, the roaring continued, and various spells and auras lit up on the ground and in the void. Tens of thousands of monsters were fighting with the cultivators. The ground was full of potholes, scattered with many monsters and cultivators. The corpse of the victim, as well as some of the still-dead monsters, let out a painful whimper, and the ground was dyed blood red.

Thousands of immortal cultivators gathered together in twos and threes, relying on the formation to resist the attacks of monsters, and dozens of colorful light curtains appeared on the grassland.

In a light cyan light curtain that was more than 100 feet long, Wang Mengyang and more than a dozen foundation-building cultivators gathered together to attack the intruding monsters with the formation.

Wang Mengyang originally belonged to the Intelligence Hall. He was not good at fighting, but he was good at communication. He was ordered to enter the Tianfeng Business Alliance. Now he has become the treasurer. Reluctance to follow.

He looked towards the sky, and he could see the colorful aura bursting out in the sky. The nine cultivators were fighting against the half-demon at the stage of cultivating elixirs. At present, the cultivators of the human race were at a disadvantage. The demon has a third-order monster to help out, and the two fists are no match for the four.

Wang Mengyang and others were divided by tens of thousands of monsters, and if nothing happened, they would all die here.

A deafening roar sounded, and a red scorching sun of fifty to sixty feet appeared high in the sky, and a charred black body fell from the sky. The blood hole seemed to be scratched by a demon bird.

"Elder Sun!"

Wang Mengyang vaguely recognized the identity of the deceased. Elder Sun was an elder of the Tianfeng Business Alliance at the stage of forming a pill. He had a seventh-level cultivation base, and he was not a half-demon opponent.

Several shrill screams sounded one after another, and several corpses fell from the sky. Except for the two corpses of monsters, the rest were the corpses of immortal practitioners.

"No, run away."

I don't know who is leading, thousands of low-level cultivators successively withdraw their formations and break through. Some people fled, some were flying with imperial weapons, and some people drove spirit birds to escape.

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Tens of thousands of monsters attacked at the same time, red fireballs, golden light balls, silver lightning and other magic spells lit up, mixed with a shrill scream, and the little monk died in this round of attacks.

Wang Mengyang sacrificed a huge pangolin puppet beast and burrowed into the body of the pangolin puppet beast. The pangolin puppet turned around and went underground.

Before the pangolin puppet could run far, two huge yellow centipedes blocked its way.

Wang Mengyang was shocked, and quickly drove the pangolin puppet to move towards the ground, trying to escape among the low-level monsters.

"Kill them all and leave none of them."

A middle-aged man with a pair of cyan wings said coldly, his eyes full of murder.

Tens of thousands of monsters rushed towards other immortal practitioners like a tide.

Wang Mengyang hid in the pangolin puppet beast, and the surrounding low-level monsters couldn't tell whether it was true or false, and did not attack him.

A burst of shrill screams sounded, and one after another immortal cultivator died tragically under the intensive attack of the monster beasts, and the roar continued.

At this moment, a large piece of colorful petals fell from the sky, and the wind was blowing. These petals were like a tide, and they attacked the half-demon at the stage of forming pills.

Wherever the petals passed, as if a sharp weapon swept through the void, there was a piercing sound of breaking through the air.

The middle-aged man frowned when he saw the dense petals hitting him, the cyan wings behind him slammed fiercely, the wind was blowing, and a cyan hurricane with a height of more than ten meters flashed out and greeted it at a very fast speed.

Boom!

A series of roars sounded, the colorful petals shattered the blue hurricane, and circles of visible air waves spread out.

The middle-aged man's head lit up with a starting point of spiritual light, and several zhang-sized spiritual flowers suddenly appeared. The closed buds of the spiritual flowers suddenly opened, revealing a large mouth of blood, and you could see a row of sharp teeth, several blood pots. A big bite to the middle-aged man.

"Spirituality!"

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly, and the cyan wings behind his back slammed into a fierce cyan tornado, which swept away in the distance, and several giant spiritual flowers were involved in the cyan tornado. smashed.

There was a sound of breaking the air, and colorful sword lights swept across the sky, instantly appearing in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was unavoidable, a cyan light curtain lit up on his body, and at the same time he held out a blue shield to block him.

A series of roars sounded, the cyan shield was shattered by colorful sword lights, and the middle-aged man turned into a cyan tornado and flew into the distance.

At this moment, a golden light spot lit up over the cyan tornado, which turned into a golden spiritual flower several feet in size. The golden spiritual flower spun around and released a golden glow, covering the cyan tornado, and the cyan tornado stopped immediately. down.

The gust of wind was blowing, and countless petals flew out, turning into a colorful giant blade halfway, slashing at the middle-aged man.

Chi Chi's air-breaking sound sounded, and two huge cyan giant eagles released a large piece of cyan wind blade to meet the five-color giant blade.

With a loud noise, the five-color giant blade was smashed by the dense cyan wind blades.

A large piece of aura lit up in the void, turning into several huge piranhas, opening their **** mouths and biting at the two blue giant eagles.

At the same time, a huge cyan-colored sword-dragon lashed toward the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man felt the astonishing aura emanating from the cyan sword, and was shocked. His right hand turned into an eagle claw, and he grabbed towards the void in front of him. A cyan eagle claws several meters in size suddenly appeared in the cyan sword. Above his head, he suddenly grabbed the cyan sword, and the cyan sword struggled endlessly.

The void in front of him lit up with red light, turning into a red spirit flower that was several meters in size. The red spirit flower spun around, and a large piece of red petals flew out, hitting the middle-aged man, bursting open one after another, billowing flames. Overwhelmed middle-aged men.

The light of the cyan sword flood rose sharply, the cyan eagle claws shattered, and the cyan sword flood rushed into the sea of ​​​​fire with its fangs and claws.

The middle-aged man flew out backwards, with his hands folded and blocked in front of him, his hands bleeding profusely.

Boom!

A deafening roar sounded, and the middle-aged man was hit by the cyan sword Jiao on a low soil slope, and countless cyan sword qi slashed at him frantically.

Wang Mengyang could clearly see that the body of the blue-colored Jianjiao was all torn apart, and finally a green flying sword was left behind, which pinned the middle-aged man on the soil slope. The middle-aged man's eyes were dull and breathless , so died.

This half-demon on the eighth floor of the pill formation faced the siege of more than a dozen pill formation cultivators and fell.

"Look, it's from Taiyi Xianmen and Wanhua Palace."

Someone shouted.

Wang Mengyang looked towards the horizon and saw a blue sword light swept across the sky. A man in a blue shirt with bright eyebrows stood on the blue sword light with his hands behind his back.

Beside the man in green shirt, a young girl in green shirt is standing on top of a blue spiritual flower, and behind them, there are more than a dozen cultivators of forming pills~www.readwn.com~ The people who come are Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier A group of twenty cultivators.

The situation suddenly changed drastically, and the half-demons in the Core Formation stage fled one after another. Naturally, Wang Qingshan and others would not let these half-demons go. Their hands were stained with the blood of human monks.

As soon as his sword tactic was pinched, the light of the blue glass sword soared, turning into a long blue rainbow, heading straight for a half-demon.

Liu Mei'er and the others were not idle either, performing spiritual arts, or manipulating magic weapons. Their number was more than twice that of the half-demon in the stage of forming pills. , fighting each other, fell into a pool of blood one after another.

The morale of the human monks soared, and they drove the magic weapon to attack the monster.

Wang Qingshan and others helped and killed most of the low-level monsters. A small number of monsters escaped, and they did not continue to chase.

"Friend Wang Daoyou's swordsmanship is so sharp! It's really eye-opening for my little sister."

Liu Mei'er giggled, her towering chest rising and falling up and down, evoking reverie.