The third thousand and eighty-fifth chapters are a close call
It was a quiet morning. The sun had just risen, spreading its warm sunshine to the earth. From time to time, the sound of chirping birds reached my ears, and there was a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere everywhere.
The beautiful grassland stretches as far as the eye can see, with the breeze blowing and the grass as tall as a person swaying in the wind.
A hare jumped out of the grass, its ears raised high, looking for food while keeping an eye out for wolves, foxes and other predators on the grassland.
After finally finding a wild fruit, the hare happily gnawed it. Suddenly, its ears twitched as if it had discovered something was wrong. It turned its head in panic, then dropped the wild fruit and burrowed into the grass nearby.
Gone.
Just as the hare was running away in panic, a dazzling light suddenly lit up in the distance, followed by several flashes of startling rainbows, speeding towards here at lightning speed.
Those frightening rainbows were very fast. After a while, you could clearly see the faces in the light. They were actually seven or eight immortal cultivators. Their faces were full of fear, as if they were being chased by something, and they were running away in a panic.
Come.
The middle-aged man at the head is about forty years old, wearing black clothes, and his cultivation level is about the middle stage of Dan Condensation.
He is also the one with the highest level among this group of people. The other immortal cultivators are all in their early twenties, and their cultivation levels are even more uneven, ranging from the early stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building.
Although these people's clothes are different, their clothes, collars, and mouths all have the same mark. They are obviously cultivators from the same sect. Of course, they may also belong to a small cultivating family.
While running away, these guys turned their heads and looked for something in a panic. The anxiety on their faces was not concealed at all. It was obvious that the situation was extremely bad.
"Uncle Yuan, we have been running away for so long. We should have escaped from the pursuit of those demon birds. Can we take a short rest?"
The young man with bright eyebrows spoke. As a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, he looked pretty good. However, the few junior brothers and sisters behind him had much weaker mana. Now they were out of breath, and they were obviously about to lose their support.
"this……"
There was a hint of hesitation on the middle-aged man's face, but before he could speak, a heart-stopping cry of croaking reached his ears, a black light appeared, and a dark cloud appeared on the horizon.
No, it's not a dark cloud, it's a big black bird, shaped like a crow, but much larger than an ordinary crow. It's several feet long, and its eyes are sharper than an ordinary crow. As its wings flicker, it actually appears faintly.
A layer of gray-white flame.
What's even more terrifying is that a third eye appears in the middle of its head.
Three-eyed corpse crow!
This kind of demonic bird likes to live in groups and is not worth mentioning to high-level immortal cultivators. However, if a cultivator below Nascent Soul encounters it, it will be a narrow escape.
A mere immortal cultivator in the Dan Condensation stage, with a few little guys at the foundation level, is really lucky to be able to escape so far. Maybe they still have treasures in their hands to restrain this kind of demon bird, otherwise, they would have perished long ago.
Lost.
The cry of the demon bird reached their ears, and several immortal cultivators, including the middle-aged man in the pill condensation stage, were all shocked.
"It's impossible, these monsters can catch up so quickly."
"Uncle Master, please quickly use the talisman given by Master. It should be able to delay us for a while."
The starry-browed young man turned his head. Although his cultivation level was not worth mentioning, his calm attitude was truly remarkable.
However, after the middle-aged man heard his soft call, his face was filled with sadness: "No more."
"No more?" The young man with bright eyebrows was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't think about it.
"This time we went out, Master gave us a total of three spiritual talismans, but they have all been used up just now."
The desperate voices of the middle-aged people reached their ears. Without the help of these three spiritual talismans, how could they have escaped from the pursuit of the demon birds again and again?
However, he never dreamed that the Three-Eyed Corpse Crow would be so terrifying, that it could get rid of the magic talisman in such a short time and catch up to the area again.
Now that there are no more treasures given by Master, it is no wonder that middle-aged people are desperate.
After all, with so many demonic birds, it is hard to say whether even those who are cultivating immortals in the Nascent Soul stage can survive.
As for the fate of people like myself, do we still need to find out?
"Uncle Master, what should we do?"
The other Foundation Establishment Stage disciples shook their fists in panic. Even the young man with bright eyebrows no longer had the composure he had just now, replaced by a look of fear and panic.
If Mount Tai collapses but remains unchanged, it also requires strength as a guarantee. In this situation, he really can't think of any chance to escape.
"Fight!"
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, slapped his chest, and a magic weapon was sprayed out from his mouth.
"Uncle, you are crazy, we have no chance of winning!" The young man with bright eyebrows exclaimed, with a look of disapproval on his face.
"I know it, but what if I don't fight hard? I can't run, so why should I just wait here to die?" the middle-aged man said with eyes wide open.
Before he finished speaking, a three-eyed corpse crow had flown nearby. With a flap of its two wings, the wind blade transformed from the corpse fire shot towards him. The middle-aged man didn't bother to say anything and waved his hands, holding the magic weapon in front of him.
The spiritual light flashed wildly, and the monster birds clashed.
The faces of the other foundation-building monks were full of panic, but the three-eyed corpse crow had already flown to their side. They had no choice but to grit their teeth and sacrifice their spiritual weapons.
The war is about to break out, but there is no suspense at all.
There is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides. How can the three-eyed corpse crow be dealt with by a mere monk in the foundation-building stage of pill condensation?
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
A "stab" sound reached my ears without any warning, and the originally bright sky suddenly dimmed.
The space fluctuated suddenly, with a radius of thousands of miles, and the vitality of heaven and earth became extremely chaotic.
"This is……"
The unexpected turn of events shocked the immortal cultivators present, but apart from the surprise, they were even more happy. After all, for them, the current situation was already extremely bad.
For them, more changes will definitely bring more advantages than disadvantages. By chance, they may be able to gain a chance of survival.
Under this strange spatial fluctuation, those demon birds seemed to be a little uneasy, suspended there uneasily, and did not attack the human monks next to them.
After about a cup of tea, the power of space nearby became more and more chaotic.
Stab...
A bolt of lightning struck down like a sharp blade, and then, a crack emerged in the void and spread rapidly towards the surroundings. The nearby space shattered, and a space crack with a diameter of more than ten feet appeared.
Then there was a flash of black light, and the crack actually began to rotate. After a few breaths, a black ball of light flew out from inside.
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