"Why are you so anxious? You and she will both go down." Ran Qingqiu turned his head and looked at Ji Ye, stroking his lips and smiling, his narrow phoenix eyes raised slightly.
The already-fed giant beasts behind her began to rush towards this side with all their strength, and wild waves and dust swept in, rolling up all the broken walls and ruins along the way and smashing them to the ground.
Ji Ye lowered her body and controlled the simple weapon to attack the giant beast.
when.
The giant beast's sharp claws suddenly pressed a piece of simple utensils under its palm, and at the same time, the other end flew down, opened its bloody mouth, and bit several simple utensils thrown out by Ji Ye one after another.
"Easy to say."
As a smile bloomed on Jingye's face, all the simple utensils exploded at this moment, exploding into balls of hot flames, burning the ferocious beasts into ashes.
But Ran Qingqiu didn't just have these few giant beasts.
"Such a strategy won't work." Song Ling shouted from behind: "His giant beast has been devouring people in the city."
In Song Ling's field of vision, Ran Qingqiu kept summoning new spiritual beasts.
It's not an adult one, but an infant spirit beast. It's just that the infant spirit beast is summoned and when it comes here, it will immediately devour the people in the city to achieve rapid evolution.
In addition, Ran Qingqiu will inject the blood of monsters into these spirit beasts, so that these spirit beasts can possess the power of large monsters in just a few minutes.
It is precisely because of this that Ran Qingqiu has an endless supply of giant beasts.
No, maybe it’s not a steady stream, but it should be enough to last until Silent Night is exhausted.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Jiye's hands were trembling slightly.
Despite this, he still did not stop performing the technique.
The Mist Spirit Album in mid-air has become somewhat transparent. As the simple utensils are dispatched one after another, the entire night sky is dyed the color of fire, and the city is like purgatory.
A large bead of sweat rolled down Jingye's forehead, her lips were slightly white, and her face was purple.
He won't last long.
Ran Qingqiu was following a crooked path, and Ji Ye had a low chance of winning against her, so Song Ling had to find some ways to deal with it from the crooked path.
Thinking of this, Song Ling lowered his head and looked at Song Mo in his arms.
Do you really want to go this far?
Woo...
Song Ling looked up to the sky in despair.
If you use pine ink, it is a chronic poison. If you don't use pine ink, you will go to hell immediately.
No matter which one he chooses, it will be a headache for Song Ling.
"What I mean is, we have to find his weakness." Song Ling whispered.
Otherwise, it is better to struggle first and see if Jiye can find some sideways method.
Jingye turned around, looked at Song Ling as if he were a fool, and said: "How can a monk's weakness be exposed so easily? You said it as if you didn't say it. Forget it, you'd better stay away. Thank you for waking me up just now.
If I survive this, you will be my friend who will die in the dark night."
Saying that, Jiye knitted her sleeves into deep wrists, joined her hands together, and performed the Golden Light Jue.
Countless gleaming words flew out of the fog spirit album, and once they landed, they turned into various birds and beasts, even swords, guns and clubs.
Well, the kind of walking sword, gun and club.
This is the time when Ji Ye has spent a lot of money.
The spiritual objects included in the Mist Spirit Atlas of Nanzhen disciples are all one-time use, that is to say, if you use them once, you will have to study them again, paint them again and condense them next time.
Like Jiye, it was only because of his rich experience that he dared to spend so much money.
Ran Qingqiu, who was on the opposite side, was frightened by Jingye's rampage. He kept parrying, and the spirit beasts in his sleeves summoned faster and faster, and the speed of eating people became faster and faster.
…
…
"How long do you have?"
Song Ling looked at Ji Ye who was mingling with Ran Qingqiu again in the distance, narrowed her eyes, and asked a confused question.
Song Mo shook his furry tail and said with a smile: "If I can take a bite first, maybe I'll be fine soon."
"Eat, eat, eat, I'll eat you." Song Ling reached out and rubbed a handful of Song Mo's dog's head, and said, "If I can eat her spiritual beast, why do you need to take action? I can do it myself.
superior."
How difficult is it to get close to Ran Qingqiu?
It can probably be compared with the difficulty of Song Ling's escape down the mountain.
After all, Song Ling thought about it and really studied the spiritual beasts Ran Qingqiu had on hand.
Not every spiritual beast was thrown out by Ran Qingqiu after it grew up. Behind her, there was a little guy with white hair all over his body, eating unknown meat.
The special nature of this spiritual beast can be seen from this.
"What's the origin of that guy?" Song Ling touched the spiritual bone fragment and asked.
"White Bull." Song Mo glanced at them and said with great disdain: "They are all mongrels, none of them are pure blood. Those bad things are really weak. Even these mongrels can't be dealt with."
Of course, it completely forgot that it was lying in someone's arms, like a mortal baby.
"I have never seen such a white deer. What kind of blood is it mixed with?" Song Ling recited a mantra and formed the Condensing Light Technique with his free hand behind his back. "If Ran Qingqiu keeps it, he will definitely kill it."
Skill, I have to find a way to kill it."
Song Mo smacked his lips, looked up at Song Ling, and said very calmly: "You can't kill it. With your current ability, even if you use the spirit bone fragments to seal the secret -"
The words are not finished yet.
Song Ling took Song Mo and teleported behind Ran Qingqiu.
Ran Qingqiu, who was originally engaged in a fierce battle with Ji Ye, waved his sleeves and blocked Ji Ye's footsteps with his spiritual beast. Then he leaned back, his eyes widened, and said with a sinister smile: "Little guy, congratulations on finding my weakness."
It's said to be a weakness, but it's also bait.
From Ran Qingqiu's point of view, whenever Mao got too close, Song Ling would become a fish that took the bait.
"Let's go!" Song Mo was also anxious and shouted loudly.
Ran Qingqiu seemed unable to hear Song Mo's voice. He stretched out his hand, crossed dozens of meters, and pulled Song Ling and Bai Jie behind him.
At this moment, if Song Ling said she regrets, she definitely regrets it.
But instead of regret, a little desire and hunger suddenly appeared in her eyes. The object of hunger was none other than the white deer that was clinging to her.
Song Ling could no longer hear what Song Mo or Ran Qingqiu said.
She only felt that the white deer was like a piece of plump and juicy barbecue, which could just soothe her belly after wandering in the outside world for several days.
Eat.
How delicious.
Where can I find such delicious barbecue anywhere else?
A very seductive code word sounded in Song Ling's ears.
By the time Song Ling came to her senses, her mouth was already full of white hairs, and in her hand was a white deer that she had torn open with brute force.
as well as……
An angry Ran Qingqiu.
"I am going to kill you!"
Ran Qingqiu roared angrily, and shot out sharp long needles from his fingers. Countless giant beasts opened the way for Song Ling, and rushed towards Song Ling one after another.
Song Mo, who was hiding under his robe, looked at Song Ling eagerly and asked, "Is it delicious?"
In just the blink of an eye, Song Mo actually saw Song Ling tearing apart the white deer with lightning speed and consuming the meat of the spiritual beast.