A monk running in front blushed: "What happened to the disciples of the Venerable Juyong? Can the disciples of the Venerable Juyong let others die?"
"Of course it's not possible, but -" Hua Wan illuminated the jade tablet in Liang's hand, "I have a quirk, I like to use jade slips to record things. Although I don't know you, but if I find the Immortal Alliance
If I want a list of the sect families participating in the exploration of the secret realm this time, the Immortal Alliance will not refuse to give it to me, right?"
"What do you want to do?" someone asked tremblingly.
"You can leave if you don't want to do anything. However, when we leave the secret realm, I will arrange for my disciples to make copies of the jade slips and send them to your home."
"you!"
Someone immediately wanted to do something to Hua Wanzhao.
Hua Wanzhao was not afraid: "Think carefully before taking action. Mu Linxiao and Jun Sigui are right behind you."
"What on earth do you want to do!" asked the monk who initially attacked Hua Wanzhao.
"Fight!" Hua Wanzhao said, "With so many people, are you afraid of hundreds of ferocious beasts? Are all your high-level cultivations brought by the strong wind?"
"Those are ferocious beasts! And they are all high-level ferocious beasts!"
"Do you think we haven't tried it before? The fur of those ferocious beasts is so hard that you can't hurt them easily!"
Someone yelled in a broken voice.
Hua Wanzhao pointed behind them: "So what, three people can intercept them for a while, but there are so many of you? How long can you run like this? Or -"
There was a cold light in her slightly narrowed eyes, and Hua Wanzhao's tone became lowered: "Are you going to let us drag you so you can escape?"
The monks immediately stopped talking.
"Okay," Hua Wanzhao picked up Zhenxie and walked slowly towards the battlefield, "Then just pray well."
Her footsteps seemed to have a special rhythm that struck the hearts of these monks.
Someone asked innocently: "What to pray for?"
"Of course I pray that we will die here." Hua Wanzhao suddenly turned back with a solemn smile on his face, "As long as one of us can survive, you can't even think about hanging around in the world of immortality anymore!"
Hua Wanzhao's momentum was so strong that some of them swallowed their saliva and some broke into cold sweats.
"what to do?"
These monks looked at each other.
Now that Hua Wanzhao is not in front of them, they don't dare to move.
"Bafangxingshu!"
Mu Linxiao has used eight of the thirteen rings.
"Heavenly Transformation·Wuwang!"
Jun Sigui's Heavenly Scroll was also transported to the fifth form.
At their feet, the corpses of ferocious beasts had piled up into a mountain.
"Phantom Snow Burial Day!"
Snow was falling all over the sky, and every snowflake turned into an ice blade. Within the range of Zhenxie's sword energy, all the ferocious beasts were killed by countless ice blades.
However, as the number of ferocious beasts decreases, the difficulty of the battle also increases obviously.
First of all, the space for the ferocious beasts to move has increased significantly, and their attacks have become more fierce and unscrupulous.
Another point is that there are no densely packed ferocious beasts to serve as human shields. Mu Linxiao and the others have to be careful not to accidentally injure their own people when using their moves.
"Jun Sigui!"
Hua Wanzhao threw Xiange to Jun Sigui, but was stopped halfway by Mu Linxiao.
"Senior Brother Jingcheng, I will lend you my money first!"
Putting Buqun into Jun Sigui's hands, Mu Linxiao took Xiange and rejoined the battle.
Jun Sigui:...What are these two people playing?
However, after Buqun got started, Jun Sigui found that it was indeed easier to kill these ferocious beasts with this sword.
It would be easier if it were my own sword.
"Heaven weeps and abandons the sky!"
The aura of the Nascent Soul is at its peak, scattered and twisting sword energy, and blurred figures reciprocating.
As the figures moved around, the sword light was dazzling, and the ferocious beast was already trapped in the sword net.
Plus--
"Eleven strings!"
The two of them exchanged extreme moves, and in the blink of an eye, most of the beast fell down.
"Mu Linxiao!"
A fireball fell from the sky and hit the beast that was about to attack Mu Linxiao.
It's those monks.
They finally took action.
At this time, Hua Wanzhao patted the spirit beast bag, and a stream of white light rose into the sky along with a clear and long cry.
"Gui Zhengyu, please release your voice and help Xiaobai limit the spread of the magic sound!"
Xiaobai, the name given to Bai Wuluan by Hua Wanzhao.
Gui Zhengyu plucked the strings with his hand, and there was a clanging sound, encircling the still-living beast in a circular sound field.
The White Mist Luan in the sky made a harsh neighing sound, but under the control of the sound range, it did not overflow.
Mu Linxiao, Ning Chenhao and Jun Sigui cast spells one after another. Fire spells, thunder spells, and wind spells continued to fall. The ferocious beasts in the sound field kept wailing and screaming. Under the destruction of the magic sound, the resistance became weaker and weaker.
Hua Wanzhao looked back at the stunned monks: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you take action? If you don't take action, the inner elixirs of these ferocious beasts will be ours."
Those monks who were just starting to wake up began to use their own special skills.
In less than half an hour, these ferocious beasts were finally eliminated.
Seeing the monks paralyzed on the ground, Mu Linxiao dug out the inner elixir and said, "Hurry up and collect the loot. The bloody smell here is so strong that even if there is a barrier, it will escape, and it will soon attract new ferocious beasts."
When the monks heard this, they jumped up and hurried to dig out the inner elixir.
It doesn’t take much time to dig out the inner elixir.
After harvesting the loot, quickly evacuate the scene.
After dozens of miles away from the battlefield, everyone really relaxed.
Healing for healing, meditation for meditation.
"How did you provoke those ferocious beasts?" Jun Sigui asked.
One of the monks said: "I don't know, we are also being chased."
"It's the Shao family. They somehow brought some ferocious beasts with them, and then ran all the way. New ferocious beasts were constantly disturbed along the way, and then joined them, and there were so many..." another monk explained.
The Shao family monk who was named suddenly felt ashamed.
One of them frowned and said, "We don't want to run away, but the beast is invulnerable to weapons and magic, so there's nothing we can do."
It was the monk who first attacked Hua Wanzhao and made rude remarks to her.
Mu Lin's smile was piercing and unblinking: "It turns out that those monks can be killed, and you are holding the inner elixir of a ferocious beast in your hand."
The monk was suddenly speechless.
But his teammates said: "You are a disciple of a large sect and a sword cultivator, how can we compare?"
After saying this, the man regained his composure.
"It is because of this kind of thinking that your aristocratic families are declining more and more." Hua Wanzhao said solemnly, "I just want to know, are there any ferocious beasts that can only be killed by sword cultivators, but other monks can't do anything about it?"
Monks:...
"Okay, little master, it's useless to talk to them so much." Mu Lin smiled and patted the hem of his robe, "Since we are out of danger, let's go our separate ways."
Some people wanted to say something, but they didn't dare to offend Mu Linxiao.
One monk had the courage to speak: "That...Fellow Flower Daoist..."
"What?"
"Jade slips..."
Hua Wanzhao suddenly realized: "That's what you said, I'm lying to you."
All the monks were immediately dumbfounded.
Amid Mu Linxiao's laughter and the monk's complicated eyes, the group left under the moonlight.