Groups of demon cultivators fell outside the formation one after another, but Nangong Qing and others did not even blink.

The sword rose and fell with the hand, and the sword fell with the hand. For a moment, the offensive of the demon cultivator actually began to weaken.

Dozens of people blocked hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators from the formation.

Seeing this, the six leading Holy Realm Demon Cultivators gritted their teeth and said viciously.

"If you want to block me with this, you're dreaming."

"What are you afraid of? There are only a few dozen of them. Even one of us can drown them with just a spit of spit. Let me do it."

"Whoever kills the disciples of Yunluo Holy Land will be rewarded with a drop of the blood of the Great Sage Demon Cultivator."

Seeing their morale declining, the six holy realm demon cultivators led by them couldn't help it anymore and directly offered heavy rewards.

The essence and blood of the Great Sage Demon Cultivator is definitely the treasure among treasures among the demon cultivators in Zhongzhou today.

Being able to get a drop of blood essence would be of infinite benefit to their cultivation.

As the saying goes, there must be brave men under a heavy reward, and Nangong Qing and the others are indeed only a few dozen people, although they have occupied a favorable terrain with their formation.

But how can you, with just a few dozen of you, be able to stop our more than 100,000 demonic cultivators?

Under the temptation of the essence and blood of the Great Sage Demonic Cultivator, many demonic cultivators who had lost their fighting spirit began to feel that they could do it again.

Resources, this is an excellent cultivation resource.

"Yes, there are so many of us, how can we not kill dozens of them?"

"kill."

Morale was restored, and countless demon cultivators once again came like a tide towards Nangong Qing and others.

The six leading holy realm demon cultivators also fought fiercely with several old deacons.

"Hmph, you are buried up to your neck in soil, and you want to stop me?"

Looking at the old deacons with old faces, the six holy realm demon cultivators coldly snorted.

The dying people also tried to stop them and died.

The war continued to break out, and as time went by, sure enough, the demon cultivator's numerical advantage gradually became apparent.

After all, there are more than 100,000 people.

No matter how powerful Nangong Qing and others are in combat and have killed a lot of demonic cultivators so far, there are still more demonic cultivators left, and their spiritual power is constantly being consumed.

"Senior brother, I can't hold it in any longer. You guys hold it in while I go get some soup."

With that said, one of the direct disciples turned around and ran towards the formation.

There, Ye Changqing had already set up a shed and the pots and pans were ready.

The ingredients prepared before the war have been continuously produced by Ye Changqing.

"Brother Changqing, hurry up and bring me a bowl of soup."

The direct disciple, covered in blood, rushed over in a hurry. Without saying a word, he picked up the big bowl and started drinking.

The taste is still impeccable as always.

The most important thing is that after drinking a bowl of broth, this direct disciple clearly felt that the wounds on his body no longer hurt.

After killing so many demon cultivators, it was inevitable that I would be injured, but now, I can't feel these wounds at all.

He quickly picked up a plate of dumplings and started eating the dumplings.

Baozi quickly recovered from his injuries, and Diaozi recovered the spiritual power in his body.

It was a great pleasure to eat, until Nangong Qing's angry curses came from the formation.

"Have you finished eating? Come here and change."

"Oh, here we come."

After hearing this, this direct disciple hurriedly ran towards the battlefield, but even so, before leaving, he still did not forget to grab a few buns and dumplings.

While running, he ate a lot.

And when those demon cultivators looked at this disciple who had left and returned, they were all stunned.

What kind of war is this? Are you still in the mood to have a meal?

I thought I was going to use elixirs to heal my injuries, and many demon cultivators were excited.

It seemed like they couldn't hold on any longer, and swallowing pills to heal injuries required refining, and it was impossible to regain much combat power in a short period of time.

But less than a hundred breaths later, the disciple came back again, and even grabbed the steamed buns and dumplings together.

This is outrageous.

Who the hell goes to have a meal in the middle of a war?

What's even more exaggerated is that after this disciple came back, another disciple turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Then, just like the previous person, he quickly grabbed the buns and the dumplings came back.

Next, many disciples took turns drinking soup and eating.

Seeing each and every disciple eat with their mouths full of oil, and after returning, their combat power has recovered incredibly.

"What's happening here?"

"Who can tell me?"

It was obvious that the disciples of Yunluo Holy Land looked exhausted just now, and most of the spiritual energy in their bodies had been consumed.

But now why, why has it recovered inexplicably?

Each and every one of them became more lively and vigorous, which made all the demon cultivators completely confused.

"No matter what methods they use, we can still wear them to death."

Seeing this, a demon cultivator from the holy realm shouted.

He didn't know what the situation of Nangong Qing and the others was, and how they could recover so quickly. It was simply weird.

But no matter what, there are more than 100,000 demon cultivators, and it is impossible for us to lose.

More than 100,000 people versus dozens of people, no matter how you look at it, I have the advantage.

Following the roar of this holy realm demon cultivator, many demon cultivators gritted their teeth and continued to launch fierce attacks.

To be honest, even with the support of Ye Changqing's spiritual food, Nangong Qing and others are still under great pressure, there is no doubt about this.

To be able to persist until now, Nangong Qing and others have tried their best, and the pressure is increasing as time goes by.

"Is it so difficult?"

Having just made a bowl of cold noodles, Ye Changqing had time to look up at the battle situation.

I saw Nangong Qing and others fighting bloody battles one by one, and they all turned into bloody men.

The wounds on his body were not visible at all under the blood, and blood was constantly dripping from the corners of his clothes.

I don't know when a stream of blood formed under my feet.

The fight was really difficult, but Ye Changqing discovered the problem at a glance. Why didn't these guys use secret techniques?

Ye Changqing had previously only made spiritual food targeted at secret techniques.

You must know that when the disciples of Daoyi Holy Land are fighting, as long as Ye Changqing is around, they will not be stingy with secret techniques at all.

Almost from beginning to end, there is even one secret method superimposed on top of another.

No wonder Nangong Qing and others are getting more and more difficult as they fight, and they still haven’t opened the secret method in the emotional fight?

Still too conservative.

He secretly thought in his heart, and then Ye Changqing shouted.

"Actually, if the pressure is too great, the secret method can be activated. I made spiritual food for the secret method."

Um???

When the words came, Nangong Qing and others were stunned for a moment, and then they all looked strange.

Why didn't you tell me earlier? Their swords here are almost cut with curling blades, and you're only now saying that you can use secret techniques.

If they had known that the secret method could be unlocked, they wouldn't be so tired.

"Brother Changqing seems to have said that before."

"Then why the hell didn't you say anything?"ωωw..net
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