The old man shook his head, saying that if the sky falls, someone taller will hold it up first, but if the nest is overturned, the eggs will not be intact. If the city gate is on fire, it will also affect the fish in the pond. If this world is really occupied by the ancient demons, wait for them
These monks will definitely have a very tragic ending.
Thinking of this, the old man sighed. There is no point in thinking about this now. The most urgent task is how to resolve the crisis at hand. As for the fate of Yunzhou, will this world be occupied by ancient demons? I worry too much.
, has no use. How can a small Immortal Cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage still be able to influence the overall situation?
"Uncle, why don't we rest for a while? Many of our fellow apprentices are almost unable to hold on anymore." Another voice came into my ears. This time the speaker was a young girl. She was seventeen or eighteen years old. Although she was not a stunning beauty, she was
Also lively and lovable.
"Yes, Uncle Master, didn't you say that the Sanyang Bagua Formation is a treasure given by the master himself? It is very powerful. Even if it cannot kill the monster, it should be no problem to trap it for an hour or two." Yiyuan.
The voice of the little fat man also reached his ears. His face was as pale as a dead person. It was obvious that his mana had been severely overdrawn.
"This..." There was hesitation on the old man's face. He just said that, but in fact he didn't have the slightest certainty in his heart.
Just as he was about to turn his head after hearing this, there was a sudden loud noise in the distance from the horizon, and a dark, demonic cloud flew over at an alarming speed.
If you look carefully, you will see that the magic cloud is actually composed of a group of black crows.
However, it is very different from ordinary crows. The demonic energy is exposed on the body. Its appearance is much more sinister than ordinary crows, and its individual size is several times larger. Although the noise is not a specialized sonic attack, it is still very disturbing to hear.
My heart was filled with irritation.
The crowd of crows spanned several acres, and there was actually a demon clan sitting on it that was as black as ink.
He is more than ten feet tall and looks very similar to a monk, but that refers to his figure. If you look at his face, it will make people shiver.
Because his face has neither a mouth nor a nose. There is only a fist-sized eye in the middle, and there is no eyelid. The eye is silver-white, which complements its dark skin, making it even more weird. That is
Ordinary mortals would be frightened to death if they saw immortal cultivators.
The ancient demon clan is full of strange things. Some of them are indistinguishable from human monks, and there are even some handsome men and beautiful women. However, most of the ancient demons have strange shapes. It is even difficult to describe their specific forms in words because there are so many of them.
The guy in front of him was actually just a low-level demon with the same cultivation level as the old man, and he was in the late stage of foundation building.
But the ancient demon is naturally warlike, and his strength is far superior to those of the same level of immortal cultivators. Moreover, he has so many demon crows to help him. Although these demon crows are also the lowest, there are hundreds of them for him to drive, so
There is no problem in killing these human immortal cultivators in front of us.
If the other party hadn't used a powerful formation to trap him midway, those little immortal cultivators would have been eaten by him long ago.
But what if they escaped temporarily? Do they think they can escape?
Since they were targeted by him, there was only one fate for them.
A strange light flashed through the ancient demon's eyes, and a hint of ridicule could be seen in it.
In the distance, the faces of the human monks all changed greatly.
We were still talking just now, thinking we had escaped, but we didn't expect that everything was just a fantasy. The enemy caught up with us so quickly. What should we do?
"Uncle Master..."
The girl's voice reached my ears, with a hint of crying in it: "I'm afraid!"
Who is not afraid? Since the ancient demons invaded the Twelve Tianyun States fifty years ago, millions of monks have died in just a few decades. Even the five major forces of Yunzhou that have been inherited from ancient times have also been destroyed one by one.
It fell away, and now only Songfeng Academy and Tianya Hai Pavilion remain.
However, even these two major sects are just a candle in the wind, struggling to hold on.
The purpose of cultivating immortals is to pursue the road to immortality. How can a monk not be afraid of death? What's more, if you fall into the hands of an ancient demon, you will never recover. Refining your soul and refining your soul is nothing at all. As for reincarnation, that is just a luxury hope. I think
No need to think about it.
Not only the girl, but most of the dozen or so monks in the group were so frightened that they lost their minds. In this situation, let alone the enemy, it was still open to question whether they had the courage to sacrifice their spiritual weapons.
The old man sighed: "Wang Kun, Qin Hong, I and the other three will stay to fight against the enemy. Junior Brother Ye, I will leave the other disciples to you. Don't look back, and don't worry about the outcome of me and the others. Rush back to the sect as soon as possible.
Go inside."
"What, Senior Brother Zhao, you want the three of us to stay and fight against the ancient demon. How can you do this? There is no chance of winning." A monk in gray clothes turned pale with shock and spoke with a trembling voice.
"Of course I know in my heart whether there is a chance of winning, but other than that, is there any other way?" The old man's expression was very familiar: "Even the Three Yang Bagua Formation can't stop the opponent's footsteps, we can't escape.
Rather than die together, it is better to stay and fight the enemy and create a glimmer of hope for the juniors in the sect."
"Humph, if you want to do this, senior brother, I won't stop you, but Wang has finally succeeded in building the foundation. I don't want to die here. If you want to delay and stop the enemy, you can do it yourself."
The cold voice of the gray-robed monk reached his ears, sacrificing himself for a dozen spiritual monks, unless he was kicked in the head by a donkey.
In order to become a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, he endured a lot of hardships and was unwilling to die like this. So before he finished speaking, he held his hands and his speed of escaping light suddenly increased a lot, like other places flying on the left side.
went.
There is only one Ancient Demon, and he will not abandon so many immortal cultivators to chase him. From this perspective, he has great hope of escaping. Of course, after this scene, he does not dare to return to his sect.
But what does it matter? Living is the most important thing. Besides, if the sect’s goal is too big, it would be unsafe. Find a remote and uninhabited place and open up a secret cave. From now on, you can live in peace and quiet.
There is a chance to survive this tribulation.
Wang Kun thought like this, and the escape light became faster and faster.
"you……"
He didn't expect that the other party would be so despicable and shameless, ignoring his fellow disciples. The old man was shocked and angry, but he could do nothing. Now that the enemy is in front of him, there must be no more internal strife. That would only hurt his relatives and make his enemies happy.
I could only grit my teeth and was about to make other arrangements when the laughter of the ancient demon reached my ears: "Humph, do you want to run away in front of me? You are too naive."
Before he finished speaking, he clasped his hands together, and then pushed them forward, the magic light flashed, and a shocking rainbow shot out. The shocking rainbow was ink black and in the shape of a crescent. It was obviously something wrapped in the magic wind.
treasure.
The wind and lightning, accompanied by the sharp sound of breaking through the air, came first and second, and it was only a few feet away from the fleeing monk.
Wang Kun's face turned pale. He didn't expect that all the traps had been exhausted, but in the end he was just being smart. What's going on with that abominable ancient demon, leaving so many monks alone to pursue him?
He was depressed, but cursing was of no use. In desperation, he could only reach out and sacrifice a fiery red flying knife.
The aura of this treasure flashes, and it is considered outstanding among high-grade spiritual weapons. The ancient demon cannot defeat it on his own, but he should still be able to block this blow with confidence.
Wang Kun thought in his heart, although this person has a despicable character, he is also a bold and careful person. He saw the direction of the magic light and threw his flying knife towards it. He first blocked the blow, and then
Try to find a way to escape.
However, there was a hint of ridicule in the ancient demon's eyes, but this look was rather obscure and Wang Kun did not see it.
puff……
Seeing the two magic weapons about to collide, an incredible scene happened.
The crescent-shaped magic light suddenly broke off in the middle and became two parts. It looked like two horn-sharp knives.
Then he dodged and bypassed the obstruction of the opponent's spiritual weapon...
"No!"
Wang Kun was shocked. Such a change was something he had never thought of beforehand. However, at this moment, even if he wanted to hide, it was too late.
Black light flashed, and two magic weapons pierced his neck and chest respectively...
Blood flowed like a gush, mixed with "hehehe" pain, but this was not the sound of laughter, but because the magic weapon pierced his neck and destroyed his vocal cords, so he could only make this strange sound.
.
Cleverness leads to mistakes. He never dreamed that he would be the first to perish.
With a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, the look in Wang Kun's eyes gradually disappeared.
The ancient demon waved his hand, and the dark cloud formed by the demon crow surged. The sound of the demon bird's wings flapping reached his ears, and a small one flew out from it, wrapping Wang Kun's body.
After a while, he was completely eaten, as if he had never appeared in this world without any trace.
The dozen or so other immortal cultivators all witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and their faces all turned blue.
Even the old man with the highest level of cultivation couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. No wonder the Sanyang Bagua array couldn't stop it. The magical powers of these alien monsters are more terrifying than the legends. It is indeed better to see it than to hear it a hundred times.
"Uncle Master, what should we do?"
The girl's trembling voice reached his ears. The old man listened, but he was at a loss. The other party was much more powerful than he thought. Even if he tried his best to stop her, it would be useless.
Is it true that the entire army is going to be annihilated here today?
The old man's heart was full of sorrow, but if he was not strong enough, how could he have any ideas? The world of immortality was originally a land of the weak and the strong. What's more, these ancient demons didn't want talismans at all. Once they fell into their hands, the outcome would be catastrophic.
"Uncle Master..."
Another young man's voice reached their ears, and the cry in his tone was getting thicker and thicker. At this moment, the distance between the two sides was only a few hundred feet, and death seemed to be within reach for them.
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