The Tsukiji Monk farther and farther away from the battle, seeing that he was about to leave the battlefield.

Chen Zimeng faced seven demon beasts, but there was no pressure, even if he couldn't help any of them for a while.

Chen Zimeng couldn't help but sigh that demon beasts could fight more than humans.

However, it is not surprising that every demon beast needs to fight constantly for its own food and territory every day, and it is impossible not to be strong for a long time.

A demon beast looked for a hole and pounced towards Zhang Xiaoluo, its bloody mouth opened, and it was about to bite when it saw it.

Zhang Xiaoluo was a little flustered, but his reaction was quite quick, and he put down his bow and arrow, pulled out the long sword tied to his waist, and stopped it on his shoulder.

The demon beast happened to bite the sword, Zhang Xiaoluo took the opportunity to slip, and the long sword swiped along the mouth of the demon beast, almost cutting off the upper jaw of the demon beast.

The demon beast roared, its eyes were blood-red, and it retreated to the back, while Zhang Xiaoluo took a step forward, raised his sword high, and slashed down vertically.

The long sword slashed in the middle of the monster beast's skull, killing the monster in an instant, and it fell to the ground.

Feng Ling lay on the carriage window and laughed.

"Stupid boy, how can you use a sword as a sword?"

Zhang Xiaoluo raised the long sword, without the appearance of a sword, it was completely regarded as a double-edged long knife, slashing vertically and horizontally, and there was no sword intent.

Zhang Xiaoluo was a little embarrassed, but he didn't have time to say anything for a while, and more demon beasts surrounded and killed.

Feng Ling sighed, clasped her hands together, and patted it gently, a circle of light flickered, with Feng Ling as the center, and disappeared in an instant.

The circle of light crossed, the range was about dozens of zhang, and everywhere it went, all the demon beasts were shocked, and then they froze, and before a moment, they all collapsed to the ground.

Feng Ling didn't kill him, there was no need.

The pressure on Xinggu and the others is getting bigger and bigger, and every foundation-building demon beast is an extremely strong combat expert.

"Whew!"

A demon beast pounced, and actually scratched Xinggu's chest, his clothes were torn, and he was covered with blood.

Xinggu fell to the ground, and the demon beast kicked on all fours, opened its mouth, and continued to pounce.

Xinggu showed panic in his eyes, but fortunately, an arrow slashed by the side, forcing back the rushing demon beast and giving Xinggu time to react.

"Don't dwell on it, go quickly. ”

The foundation building monks of the Gong Chang clan joined together and swept towards the end of the plain, and for a while, Chen Zimeng and Xiao Lingyue were left behind.

Chen Zimeng frowned, the Gong Chang clan's behavior was not righteous, this was to leave them alone and run away by himself.

glanced at Xiao Lingyue and found that her eyes were also full of anger, but the attack of the demon beast in front of Xiao Lingyue was unabated, and the beast claws flew over, which was very powerful.

Chen Zimeng flicked a fingerprint, his ten fingers flew over, and countless lights swept up beside him.

A ray of light hung in front of him, Chen Zimeng held a long sword in his hand, and with a strong shock, the long sword shattered, and the fragments scattered everywhere, but it was pulled by the light and hung in front of Chen Zimeng.

"Mercy on the light!"

A clearing was created around them, and the Tsukiji Demon Beasts scattered in all directions, their eyes full of horror.

As soon as Xiao Lingyue retreated, several rays of light rushed towards the demon beast in front of her, Chen Zimeng's attack was very appropriate, and it happened to hit the long arrow that originally pierced the back of the demon beast, and with a terrible roar, the demon beast retreated.

Xiao Lingyue came to Chen Zimeng's side very quickly, and turned to see that the entire team was approaching the end of the plain.

The arrows that Xinggu shot at the beginning, coupled with Chen Zimeng's "mercy" now, the demon beasts in the later stage of foundation building could no longer bear the injuries on their bodies, roared, and turned their heads and ran towards the mountains and forests.

The rest of the Tsukiji Demon Beasts roared and jumped in shape, following closely behind.

On the plain, all the qi cultivation demon beasts stopped attacking one after another, and many seriously injured demon beasts fell to the ground, and the demon beasts that could still run scattered in all directions.

Even Xinggu and his party, who were about to rush out of the plain, didn't expect that the battle was over.

Turning to look at Chen Zimeng and Xiao Lingyue, the expression on his face was very embarrassed, as if his group had left them behind when they ran.

Ignoring Xinggu and them, Chen Zimeng walked towards Feng Ling.

Zhang Xiaoluo held the long sword and kept wandering around, following the rest of the people to mend the swords for those demon beasts that were seriously injured but not dead, and fell to the ground and could not leave.

Without saying anything, Chen Zimeng jumped to the carriage and sat down, the team didn't have time to pack up anything, Xinggu ordered, and even many people's corpses were not cleaned up, and the team set off in a hurry.

Chen Zimeng raised his eyes and looked at the Xinggu people, the Gong Chang Clan's foundation building monks had all come together and were no longer separated.

The Seventeenth Elder came to invite Chen Zimeng and Xiao Lingyue to the front of the team, where was the team of the foundation building monks.

Chen Zimeng refused, and Xiao Lingyue didn't go.

Almost all the horses brought out by the team died under the attack of the demon beasts, and the current bow chief clan can only choose to walk.

All the carriages were thrown away, along with a lot of unnecessary resources, which made Chen Zimeng praise Xinggu and others.

Feng Ling's face was full of tiredness, and she pulled Chen Zimeng's sleeve and dangled it, "Why do you still have to walk!"

Chen Zimeng smiled bitterly, "Then you can find someone who can pull the cart yourself." ”

"Heck, it's not that simple. ”

Feng Ling flashed into the mountain forest, the team just moved forward, Chen Zimeng thought for a moment, vacated a storage bag, and waved his hand to include a carriage.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the storage bag in Chen Zimeng's hand with envy, what kind of space should it be if it could fit a carriage?

I'm afraid it's bigger than Elder Xinggu's storage bag, and it seems that the elders of the Gong Elder Clan haven't had a storage bag that can fit a carriage.

Feeling Zhang Xiaoluo's fiery gaze, Chen Zimeng glanced back, Zhang Xiaoluo lowered his head very embarrassed, but Chen Zimeng spoke.

"Do you want a storage bag?"

"Yes. Zhang Xiaoluo nodded affirmatively, but then he was helpless, "But the storage bag is too expensive, I can't afford it." ”

"When the phoenix comes back, I'll give you this one. ”

"Really?" Zhang Xiaoluo couldn't believe it.

Nodding with a smile, Chen Zimeng stepped forward, "Really." ”

The Gong Chang clan has lost about thirty percent of its people, and the original number of more than 10,000 people is now only more than 7,000. tower

The dead and the demon beasts became corpses together, Xiao Lingyue looked for Xinggu and asked if she could stop and bury the dead first, Xinggu went around very politely.

The implication is that the dead are all low-level monks and a large number of mortals, and it is not worth stopping.

Xiao Lingyue was so angry that she pulled away.

Chen Zimeng glanced at Xinggu coldly, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Not far from the plain, Feng Ling rushed up, riding a wild bull under him, cultivating in the early stage of foundation building, covered in hard armor.

Chen Zimeng took out the carriage, and Zhang Xiaoluo stepped forward to put the carriage in detail, his eyes full of admiration.

Xinggu and a few people turned their heads to look, a little surprised.

The team continued to move forward, Feng Ling lay in the car and fell asleep, and Xiao Lingyue also got into the car, looking dissatisfied.

Not because of the carriage, but because of all the foundation building monks of the Gong Chang clan.

"The corpses of the clansmen don't care, they only care about their own lives, what kind of monk is it?"

Xiao Lingyue's scolding came out, and the Qi cultivators who followed around were all a little embarrassed, after all, it was their elders who were scolding, but when they thought that Xiao Lingyue was also a foundation building monk, they didn't dare to say anything.

Chen Zimeng closed his eyes and cultivated, quite indifferent.

Continue to walk forward, about half a day, a large number of demon beasts surrounded again, and after a battle, the remaining members of the entire Bow Elder Clan were only half of what they set off.

Zhang Xiaoluo was not lightly injured, and Chen Zimeng gave him a bottle of elixir, and a storage bag that he threw away.

There were a lot of long arrows that Chen Zimeng asked for from the elders of the Gong Elder Clan in the storage bag, and he also bought a hard bow that was more suitable for Zhang Xiaoluo.

By the way, there are also a few bottles of elixir in it.

Zhang Xiaoluo was extremely grateful and wanted to say something, but when he looked up, all he saw was Chen Zimeng's tightly closed eyes.

Zhang Xiaoluo understood in his heart that Chen Zimeng was angry, and Qi Xinggu and the others didn't care about the corpses of the clansmen.

Walking further, at night, a larger-scale demon beast attacked, Chen Zimeng opened his eyes, picked up a sword and swept towards the Zhuji demon beast in the distance.

The fighting didn't stop until dawn, the monsters dispersed, and more people fell, but no one paid attention to the corpses.

Chen Zimeng held the sword in one hand and the back in the other, and slowly walked back, his clothes stained with blood.

Xinggu ordered to leave immediately, regardless of the hard work, without stopping and resting, just to reach the Zhangchu clan earlier.

Chen Zimeng didn't speak, but just set a fire after everyone left, and the flames ignited when they touched the object, and the battlefield that had been fighting all night was instantly full of fire.

Zhang Xiaoluo and a large number of Gong Chang clansmen turned around, looking at the firelight in the sky and were silent, Xinggu and the rest of the elders just glanced at it, and then turned around and continued to walk.

At this time, there were still 3,000 people left in the Gong Chang clan.

It occupied a few miles when it set out, but now it is only a mile.

Of the three thousand, there were less than a hundred.

Chen Zimeng was indifferent, it turned out that the life of a monk was gold, and the life of a mortal was not as good as grass mustard.

But why?

Didn't the monks come from mortal beings?

Xiao Lingyue came to Chen Zimeng's side and slowly spoke, "I was injured on the way here, and I was recuperated for a long time in the Gong Chang Clan, and those people in Xinggu have always been extremely polite to me, so I thought they were ......."

"You think they're simple!"

After Chen Zimeng finished speaking, he turned around and left, Xiao Lingyue fell silent, and then followed.

"I still stayed because I owe them a favor, so what about you?" Xiao Lingyue asked, looking at Chen Zimeng silently.

"At first, it was because of the request of Xinggu and others, after coming here, no matter what happens, I have no reason to leave, maybe I stay, I can have two more people alive. ”

"But, what does it have to do with you whether they live or die?" Xiao Lingyue sighed, she probably knew Chen Zimeng's intentions.

"Human life is like a mustard, and all I want is that this mustard can have a little more hope. ”

Stopping to look at the advancing team, the firelight behind him stretched Chen Zimeng's shadow extremely long.

"One more life, one more life. ”

There are fewer people, and most of the people left behind are people who have cultivated to be strong in combat, and everyone's eyes are full of fighting spirit.

But Xing Gu and the others didn't know that behind them, a large number of clansmen, a large number of Qi cultivators, when they looked at a person, they were sincerely admired.

And looking at them, there is always indifference.

Zhang Xiaoluo still followed the car, and the brute bull pulled up the car, full of strength, not to mention the demon beasts in the early stage of foundation building.

Chen Zimeng changed into a clean shirt, black, because it was stained with blood, it would not look too conspicuous.

The team walked to the bank of a stream, and on the opposite side of the stream were three Zhuji demon beasts, and a few people in Xinggu stopped, looking at the demon beasts across the stream, and then the battle began.

Chen Zimeng rushed to kill with a sword, behind him were Xiao Lingyue and Zhang Xiaoluo, Chen Zimeng ran to the other side with about a thousand people, Xinggu and these people wanted to follow, but they were stopped by several foundation building demon beasts.

Chen Zimeng has one person and one sword.

Countless demon beasts in front of him retreated in horror.

Xiao Lingyue's eyes were full of strangeness, looking at Chen Zimeng's back, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhang Xiaoluo kept shooting arrows, and so did the rest of the people, no more than when they first set off, and now they finally have the appearance of monks.

More people leaned over, and the team behind them became larger and larger, and the demon beasts around them became more and more numerous.

Chen Zimeng popped out the sword pill, the flying sword roared, the scene was full of sword light, the demon beast took a step back, Chen Zimeng took a step, and the people behind him also followed further.

When Chen Zimeng rushed out of the battlefield, he didn't hesitate, and turned around with several spells, and the battlefield was full of flames.

Chen Zimeng's figure flashed, and he fell into the battlefield again, took out his sword, and closed his sword, and it was the demon beast bowing down.

Blood stained the earth, just like the blood of the entire outer gate during the catastrophe of the Bai Ye Sect.

"Human life, after all, is not a mustard!"