Cries, shouts, and roars were endless, resounding through this mountain range that stretched for hundreds of miles, although there were many monks of the five sects of the Heavenly Dome, and although their absolute combat power was strong, the time and place were favorable, and none of them had an advantage, so the situation had a one-sided development.
Groups of monks from the Heavenly Dome factions scurry around like headless flies, trying to find their opponents, only to find that they are simply a bunch of ghosts, and only when you slack off will the minions of death emerge from the dense forest.
I don't know who shouted, "Fly to the sky" "Fly to the sky" These monks who had been abused enough to have two pillars of incense suddenly realized that although the target of flying to the sky became obvious, the opponent must also be in the light if he wanted to attack, so that he could be more or less targeted.
Rays of light rose from the dense forest in a hurry, chaotic without formation, like a loose ball of fireflies.
The number of monks grew, eventually growing to thousands.
The attack of the lions came to an abrupt halt, and the ghosts of the dark night seemed to disappear in an instant.
This team of thousands of monks no longer dared to fall into the forest, and they did not dare to return to the sect without receiving the order to retreat, so they hung in the sky.
Chen Yunsheng stood on the cloud-piercing boat, looking down on the wind valley.
The valley was so quiet that I couldn't even hear the chirping of autumn insects, and the occasional few monks who were patrolling back and forth were just building foundations and cultivating the foundation, as if they hadn't slept enough.
Behind him, the Canglan Guard knife was unsheathed, and the bow was already the best preparation for attack.
Cao Zijian's hundred black armors are hidden in the jungle outside the valley, these black armors are not breathing, and their bodies can be kept in one position for a long time, which is most suitable for lurking.
After the black armor were hundreds of monks of the Heavenly Dome Sect, and the monks under the four guards of the Wind Forest Volcano were all in high spirits, many of them had seen the melee outside Tianshui City, and they naturally didn't take things like the surprise attack to Hearing the Wind Valley to heart, and everyone was surprised to be calm.
Chen Yunsheng did not give the order to attack, he was waiting, waiting for the best moment to attack.
For monks, most people will enter a deep state of concentration when they are ugly, and at this time, the assault can catch the opponent off guard.
And the monks who listened to the Valley of the Wind didn't seem to realize that a sharp sword was hanging high above their heads.
Not far from here, there was an unusually desperate struggle going on in the Evil Wolf Valley, dozens of flying swords with cold light were rapidly rotating around Luo Zhenshan's body, and a terrible sound of breaking the air broke out, and the magic weapons in the hands of several Jindan monks beside him were also flickering with cold light, and everyone was surrounded by a tall wolf demon who was full of blood, and his long gray hair had been soaked with blood, and he was wet and sticking to his body, leaving several scars on the broken leather armor, and the flesh of the wound was turned out, and the blood was flowing out, which was shocking.
Luo Zhenshan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and unconsciously left a bright red on his forehead, which was the blood on the body of an unknown wolf demon.
He gasped heavily, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes, and roared: "White Fang, admit defeat, if you commit suicide, leave you with all your corpses." ” White Fang's eyes glowed green, his legs were on the ground, and the ground left a spider web-like crack, and his body rushed towards Luo Zhenshan like an arrow off the string.
The three Jindan monks beside Luo Zhenshan made a move, and the magic weapon in his hand emitted a scorching light, striking at the white fang with the golden wind.
The white fangs and claws were fierce, blocking the two magic weapons, and forcibly blocked the two magic weapons, and the castrated magic weapons shot deep into the soil, and the ground shook slightly.
The third weapon made a strange arc, roared and struck White Fang's left arm, and as a piece of flesh was shattered, the weapon flew back in front of the third monk.
The success of the blow made him a little complacent, but he didn't expect that Bai Fang's body, which was originally rushing towards Luo Zhenshan, struggled in the air, and actually rushed straight towards the Jindan monk.
Luo Zhenshan waved dozens of flying swords and roared out, and he shouted, "Be careful" The speed of White Fang's desperate blow was so fast, and the huge claws instantly became larger, about a foot long, emitting a faint green light.
The claws landed on the Jindan monk's body, tearing him into five parts, and blood and organs fell to the ground in a torrent.
With a wave of his hand, Bai Fang threw those severed limbs and stumps at the whistling flying swords, Luo Zhenshan frowned, he couldn't retract his sword, those stumps were chopped into finer pieces, and the flying swords were stained with the blood of his own people, which made Luo Zhenshan quite annoyed.
White Fang bit down on a piece of fleshy corpse debris, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it hard, and the wound on his arm slowly healed.
Luo Zhenshan roared angrily and rushed forward, his divine thoughts swept in the Naxu Ring, and ten golden talismans floated in the air, and he struck out with one palm, and the ten talismans flew towards the White Fang as if they were alive.
White Fang inserted his hands into the ground, lifted a large piece of dirt and threw it at the ten talismans, the moment the talisman touched the soil, it exploded, and the power of the mid-grade explosion flame talisman was extremely great, and a mushroom-shaped orange-red light cluster instantly surged in the sky above the Evil Wolf Valley.
A violent shock wave swept away the Wolf Valley, and the hot and dry wind quickly ignited the dry thorns, turning the barren land into a sea of fire.
Luo Zhenshan's few strands of hair were tied in locks, giving off a burnt smell.
Ignoring the heat, he slashed through the wall of fire with his flying sword and rushed into the flames.
Suddenly, there was a violent vibration under his feet, and the white fangs tore through the soil layer and emerged from under his feet, and the phantom of this blue wolf condensed behind him, but his target was not Luo Zhenshan, but the Jindan monk on the side.
His speed was extremely fast, and the Jindan monk only paid attention to the flames covering the sky, and did not realize the sudden danger at all.
White Fang's claws quickly plunged into his chest, and a bloodied heart appeared in his hand.
White Fang opened his mouth with shredded flesh and put the heart in his mouth, his eyes revealing a hint of satisfaction and greed.
Luo Zhenshan's eyes were about to split, and the magic tricks in his hands continued one after another, and one after another the crimson fire crows quickly pounced on White Fang, and flowers exploded beside him, and one of White Fang's arms was engulfed in flames in an instant.
The old wolf roared and rushed up with a body of flames, but the target was not Luo Zhenshan but the last Jindan monk to participate in the siege.
White Fang's purpose at this time is very clear, it is counted as one to kill a monk who listens to the Wind Valley.
He is a wolf demon of the middle grade of the Yuan Infant, his speed and physical strength are far greater than that of the Terran monk, and before the Jindan monk could react, he was grabbed by his fiery right arm, and the whole person shouted that he was swallowed up by the flames and turned into scorched earth.
Luo Zhenshan almost went crazy, raised his hand high, and gave the order to attack the more than two hundred foundation building monks on the periphery of the Evil Wolf Valley.
The wind in the valley changed as the monks rushed in, and the flames were like monsters with fangs and claws licking the dry thorns.
The two hundred monks held hard crossbows about a foot long in their hands, and they began to shoot when they were still a mile away from the wolf demon, and the crossbow arrows slashed into the wind, sending out egg-sized holes in the flames, which was very artistic for a moment.
Although these crossbow arrows are not comparable to the Cold Star Crossbow that shocked Qingzhou back then, nor can they compare to the Thunderbolt Crossbow of the Heavenly Dome Sect, they are faster and more powerful than ordinary flying sword magic weapons, comparable to the flying sword magic weapons of ordinary Jinda monks.
The natal flying swords of the two hundred Jindan monks shot towards the valley, this kind of power even the supreme cultivators who turned into gods could not be ignored, not to mention that there were only a few scarred shape-shifting wolf demons in the Evil Wolf Valley.
The rain of arrows evenly hit the area where several wolf demons were fighting, and in an instant, three wolf demons were shot into blood gourds, and one wolf demon was nailed to the mountain rock by the huge impact of the crossbow arrow, and the dark green eyes were staring at the front, as if there was too much unwillingness.
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Luo Zhiqing was slammed away by his father, dodging the three crossbow arrows that shot at his side, while White Fang had three arrows firmly nailed to his body.
The scarlet heart in Luo Zhiqing's hand swept over the handle of the arrow, and the three crossbow arrows broke in response, he rushed to the side of Bai Fang, took out the three arrows, and the arrow had a three-edged barb, and when he pulled it out, he tore off a large piece of skin and flesh, and the wound of White Fang was even bigger.
Blood gushes like a fountain.
Luo Zhiqing's eyes were rolling with tears, although he had already realized death, he was still stunned by the last tragedy.
Those crossbow arrows also injured the two Jindan monks in Listening to the Wind Valley, but their injuries were not serious.
Bai Fang hugged Luo Zhiqing in his arms, patted his head fiercely, and reprimanded: "Are you still a child, what's the use of crying, our blue wolf clan only bleeds, not tears, leave tears to your opponent, go kill the enemy, my child" Luo Zhiqing nodded strongly, and the Scarlet Heart Sword in his hand shone brightly, rushing towards the group of foundation building monks who were preparing for the second round of shooting Zhang Mingyuan didn't drink too much, and for some reason he always felt a kind of uneasiness haunting his heart tonight, but he couldn't say why.
His two apprentices had already gone back to their lodgings to sleep, and he came out of the cave alone, looking at the dark sky.
"Tonight is a crucial day for the ambush of the lion demon."
Zhang Mingyuan knew that this matter was completely due to his cultivation, and with his qualifications and cultivation in Listening to the Wind Valley, he should have participated in the battle to ambush the lion clan.
But his lazy personality made his image in the hearts of several Yuanying monks in Tingfeng Valley greatly reduced, and no one wanted to let a drunkard go to battle, so he was forcibly left in the valley.
Zhang Mingyuan was not ashamed, but sighed proudly as he walked towards the valley.
The boss didn't let him go to the battlefield because he couldn't ask for it, and at this time he had to go out of the mountain in person to reserve the next month's wine for himself.
At this moment, dozens of dim lights suddenly appeared in the sky, and the sound of the light breaking through the air was extremely small, like the rustling sound of autumn rain.
"Enemy Attack" A terrible thought came to mind.
Zhang Mingyuan didn't think about it, and rushed to the defense center of Listening to the Wind Valley, an ancient castle, where the few remaining elites were stationed in the Listening Wind Valley, and controlled the opening of several large defense mechanisms in the Listening Wind Valley.
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