Chapter six hundred and thirty fourth: defeat like a mountain
If Patriarch Bei in the air was not still strong and undefeated, these monks who are accustomed to adapting to the situation would have already used their own methods to escape. How could they continue to fight here?
There is no doubt about the strength of Pei Laozu. One against two and being able to have the upper hand stably is a strong proof. Unfortunately, there is no substantial gap in the strength of the two sides. It is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, and they fall little by little.
It is unavoidable when downwind.
And as time passed, the tree demon who looked like a trembling old man attacked three times during the fierce battle. Qian Bigen was seriously injured in the late Golden Elixir stage, Wei Yihua was seriously injured in the middle Golden Elixir stage, and a third-level mid-grade King Cobra was brutally slaughtered.
After losing their respective opponents, some tree demons joined new battle groups nearby. The Taoist formation, which was already at a disadvantage, was instantly slaughtered. A large number of foundation-building monks fell. More tree demons became mobile forces and entered again.
In a vicious circle, the situation faced by the monks in the dungeon became increasingly dangerous.
Even some third-level dryads straddled their huge bodies and attacked the defense facilities stationed in the Qi Refining Stage and Foundation Establishment Stage. In the face of absolute strength, the number had no effect at all. It was like an avalanche, except for a large number of
Apart from the gushing blood, only the raging tree demons remained, and some low-level monks who were lucky enough to survive fled in a hurry.
These monks fled into the underground city along the roads that had not been invaded yet, hoping to save their lives in some hidden location.
"The danger in the subcontinent is indeed worthy of its name. Such a majestic underground city that has existed for thousands of years and is guarded by the Nascent Soul Ancestor will unexpectedly collapse in a tide of beasts." Even though he had been mentally prepared, as a monk, it was still unavoidable in his heart.
There is a hint of desolate sadness.
However, this negative emotion was destined not to be a roadblock to stop a monk. It flashed through his mind, and his eyes were already spinning, thinking about a suitable escape strategy.
Of course, it was not just him. Almost all the Jindan monks began to think about the retreat. The first strategy they adopted was to save Qian Bigen's life under the attack of the fourth-level dryad that had been lucky.
This late-stage Jindan monk did not hesitate to aggravate his own injuries. He used thunderbolt methods to forcefully repel the two entangled tree demons. Then he spurted out a mouthful of blood essence, which mixed with pure mana to form a big "
The word "pass".
Qian Bigen stepped into it and disappeared without a trace with a flash of blood. The two third-level high-grade dryads were stunned and found it difficult to react for a moment.
Although these tree demons have opened up their spiritual intelligence and embarked on the path of cultivation, and with the improvement of their cultivation and the infusion of mana, their spiritual intelligence is also in the process of rapid improvement.
All of this is relative. At the very least, they are obviously lagging behind in terms of reaction ability. They are also considered to be typical stupid, big, black, and powerful warriors. If the monks are focused on escaping, it is unrealistic to expect them to intercept them.
"The deputy city lord was the first to escape? What kind of situation does this put us in?"
"The Thirty-Six Stratagems are the best. Saving your life at this critical moment is the most correct choice. Fellow Taoists, take care."
Qian Bigen's departure caused the monks, who were already at a disadvantage, to completely fall into defeat and escape. If it could be sustained for a period of time, now it was a real defeat. Even if Patriarch Bei killed two trees
The fourth-level tree demon was repulsed but was unable to recover.
Zhao Shoushou, who had been prepared for a long time, decisively took out two third-level middle-grade Explosive Rain Talismans that he had purchased at a high price before the war broke out, and took them out of the storage bag as soon as Qian Bigen left.
, this is also one of the escape routes he has prepared for himself.
Although the third-level tree demon is powerful, it still needs to rely on its body during combat. Among the five elements of attributes, fire defeats wood. The Explosive Rain Talisman is a kind of talisman that can completely explode the power of the blazing fire.
Suitable for the situation at hand.
After Qian Bigen left, all the tree demons subconsciously strengthened the monks who were surrounded. The golden elixir monks were also a great nourishing blood food for them.
The effect of all this was not obvious when the monks used various strange means to escape. However, within three to five breaths, two monks had already escaped from the encirclement. As the saying goes, the eight immortals crossed the sea and each showed their magical powers.
Although Zhao Shoushou was a little slower, his momentum was undoubtedly the greatest. When the two fiery rain talismans were launched, fire rain poured down from the sky, and almost the entire battlefield turned into a fiery red world.
Whether it is the third-level dryad as the main target or the first-level or second-level dryad that suffered from the disaster, it is simply unable to resist under the erosion and burning of the fire rain. The good situation of the dryad turned out to be because of two
The treasure talisman is restrained to a certain extent.
This situation will not change the final outcome of the battle. The only effect may be to reduce the casualties of the monks as much as possible and retain a trace of vitality.
Not only the golden elixir monks who had not yet gotten rid of the entanglement of the tree demon, but also some foundation-building monks who knew how to judge the situation, and even late-stage Qi refining monks, all took this opportunity to fly into the air, seemingly wanting to escape.
As the initiator of everything, Zhao Shoushou naturally left immediately. The two third-order tree demons that were originally fighting against him could not care about him under the burning of a large amount of fiery rain.
"Some tree demons still want Zhao's life. Let's take a little interest today. Today's hatred will be paid back twice as much in the future." After that, ten three-life beads attacked, turning into a giant net, and from a tree
The head of the tree demon covered with attractive spiritual peaches swayed, and he picked at least fifteen spiritual peaches. Then he no longer hesitated, and his figure swayed and disappeared without a trace.
In fact, in the real battle in the sky, even if he was one against two, the ancestor of Bei was still not at a disadvantage. Unfortunately, all his efforts were in vain when the monks in the underground city failed to escape.
As of the last moment, within the scope of the entire underground city in the center of the earth, there were only occasional counterattacks by some monks who had not yet escaped and active attacks by the remaining three or five third-level spiritual beasts, but there was no way to recover.
"I haven't failed yet, why do you want to run away? Everyone knows that you have to fight against the odds, and you only care about your own lives." Bei Laozu said bitterly. He has very deep feelings for this city that he built with all his heart.
Therefore, one can imagine the mood of the Nascent Soul Ancestor when the Golden Core Stage monks escaped first and caused an overall rout on the battlefield.
The look of resentment on his face was undisguised, and he still had no intention of escaping after what happened. A pair of red eyes that seemed to be biting, stared fiercely at the two fourth-level tree demons that were very close to the opposite side, especially the one who had been there.
The new tree demon who took action halfway.
"Since the two of you have destroyed my thousand-year foundation, have you ever thought about how to withstand the wrath of a Nascent Soul Ancestor? Mace, come here." Ancestor Bei waved his hand to the void, and a black long mace appeared.
On the surface, there is nothing special about the shape.