Chapter 774

Elder Pang is the elder of Dingshan sect. Although he was the middle cultivation of Mahayana, he also wiped the cold sweat on his forehead nervously. Before, Feiyun leopard appeared too suddenly, and his defense was insufficient, which damaged a large number of warriors. As a last resort, he suggested taking away the surviving warriors and running to Zixia mountain for help. Fortunately, he was not rejected.

The friars of the ghost female sect covered their bodies with black robes one by one, and even their faces were blocked. They only showed two eyes, and they were full of evil breath. When Qingyu and others saw them, they could not help but retreat to the side.

"Jie Jie, why are you afraid of us?" The ghost female clan's one person strange voice strange Qi of smile, don't say the fine rain those martial arts, even wind Yi Mo also feel uncomfortable, he a flash stand in front of the fine rain and others, embrace boxing way: "this adult, have energy or deal with the monster outside, you lead so many monsters, if don't work together to eradicate the monsters, here will be countless casualties!"

The friar was stunned. He couldn't believe that the little warrior dared to talk to him like this. Just as he was about to get angry, a small friar of ghost female sect stopped him, "deal with the monster first!"

"Yes The monk was not willing to sacrifice the magic weapon to attack the demons outside the defense spirit ban.

With the addition of 30 Mahayana monks, their strength increased greatly, and the demon flame elephant and flying cloud leopard outside suffered heavy casualties. However, elder Ji's puppet beasts they sacrificed suffered. More than 20 of them were destroyed in one incense burning time, which made them very sad!

Among them, the two friars who maintained the defense of the spiritual prohibition were the most difficult. Their mana consumption was very fast, and they swallowed the elixir from time to time to replenish their strength.

When the last flying clouded leopard was killed, the two friars couldn't hold on any longer. The defense spirit broke with a bang, and the rest of the friars were pale and panting.

Around them, there are 2000 magic flame elephants and more than 3000 flying cloud leopards. The area of thousands of feet is red with blood!

Fortunately, this time there is no leader level monster command.

With a wave of his hand, Feng Yimo leads all the warriors to shuttle among the corpses, mends a knife on the undead beasts, and then cuts off the noses of the monsters. Their noses are delicious. The monks don't eat them, but they need a lot of food.

As for the precious ivory, he didn't dare to move. Those belonged to the monks.

Flying cloud leopard's wings are good. It can refine flying magic weapon, but it's a pity that Feng Yimo can't move rashly.

"Elder De, please help us collect these elephant noses, which can be used as our food!" Wind Yi Mo asks to elder De.

However, there are only a few of them, so they don't need much. After all, one trunk is ten feet long, and there are more than twenty, which is enough for them to eat for a long time.

Seeing this, the friar of the ghost female sect patted the storage bag on his waist and released dozens of warriors, "go, collect elephant noses!"

Feng Yimo and others were surprised, because they didn't expect to see the eliminated warrior here, or even a person from xingyifu. However, each of them was in a state of muddle, with loose eyes and blurred eyes, as if they had lost their consciousness. However, everyone's eyes were red and black, and their breath was strong, which was comparable to the lower level Wuzong!

What happened to them?

Feng Yimo looks at the familiar martial arts man in Xingyi mansion with great wisdom. In his mind, he sees a bloody and tragic scene: all the martial arts who have been eliminated from Zixia mountain are gathered in a huge cave by five main gates. There are more than 3000 people. Each of them dreams of entering Xiuxian sect and becoming a part of the immortal.

However, what was waiting for them was a huge blood pool, which was more than ten thousand feet in size. The friars of the five major sects drove all the warriors into the blood pool, and then the blood in the blood pool began to boil, bubbling and burning the warriors with the blood, so that the blood of the demon beast quickly penetrated into the warrior's body to achieve the purpose of strong flesh.

This practice is similar to the boiling of animal blood, but one is active and the other is passive.

Not everyone can bear the pain of bone replacement and marrow washing. Some weak warriors can't bear it. They are directly supported by the powerful demon power contained in the blood of the monster. There is no bones left!

However, it's not over yet, because the blood of monsters is full of evil spirit. Where can the warriors bear it? They are corroded by evil spirit one after another. They begin to attack other warriors like wild animals, biting, gnawing, and even eating other people's flesh and blood!

After five months of bloody and cruel fighting, there were only 500 people left in the 3000 plus warriors. Each of them was a strong one. After that, there was no information, indicating that after that, their brains and minds were completely destroyed!

"Animals are better than pigs and dogs!" Feng Yimo grits his teeth and scolds in his heart. What do these people want to do? Why do they cultivate so many warriors by such vicious means? At this time, these warriors became puppets without any independent ideas. They were no different from puppets except for eating.

Soon, the monks of the other four sects also sent out dozens of warriors to cut the elephant's nose as food.

"Pang Changlao, how many people have you lost?" Elder Ji, holding Shangpin Yuanshi, restores his mana and asks Pang Changlao of Dingshan sect.Elder Pang sighed, pointed to the more than 40 soldiers who were busy harvesting elephant noses, and said, "there are more than 40 people left in a total of 100 people. 70 people died in the most miserable moon watching Pavilion, 50 people died in pengyanmen, more than 60 people died in guiyingzong, and more than 70 people died in feixiangong. And you

Elder Ji was surprised to see elder Pang. He didn't expect that this man didn't lie. Before, he had already found out with Bluebird that there were five of them, and each of them had 100 warriors.

"There are few people on our side. Two warriors died." Elder Ji said faintly, death is so few, thanks to Liu Duansheng.

Pang Chang was surprised that more than 200 of them died, but only two died here. Why is the gap so big?

What's more, just now he saw that there was not much loss in the mana of the 15 friars in Zixia mountain, which means that before that, elder Ji killed the monster before without consuming mana. How did they do that?

After a short rest, all the monks took out their elixirs and Yuan Shi began to recover their mana. Otherwise, they would not be rivals if they met such a fierce monster again.

"Elder Ji, since we've all met, let's act together, OK?" The thin friar led by the ghost female sect came to elder Ji and said.

Elder Ji took a look at the man and said coldly, "I didn't expect that your ghost female sect sent you, the famous owl nightmare ghost. It seems that you are bound to win!"

Xiaoyinggui was not angry either. He laughed and said, "this is the same with each other. Fifteen Mahayana monks have been sent out in Zixia mountain. This is unprecedented."

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