"My reasons for leaving are based on two points. First, I have lived most of my life, and I do not want to be a slave for the rest of my life. Second, I have a leading platform on me, as a monk in the middle of the early sun, I may have a chance to escape under the full impact, and at the same time, I can also fight for a future for the earthlings. ”

Many people know that Dian Canglin is the root of the wind spirit.

Speed is his strength.

"I've said everything that needs to be said, and I will stand up for a while if I want to go with me. Look at my signal and run for your life. But I would like to remind you that they are gentle with elves because they are valuable. We and the Terrans, if we die, we will die, and no one will take a second look, they will only take away the equipment. ”

Dian Canglin said this, and at this time, he motioned for everyone to step back.

"Okay, those who want to leave are out of the ranks. ”

After Dian Canglin finished speaking, 17 people came out of the queue, all of whom had not been injured before and were in good condition.

As the other two early yang stage cultivators, Yue Yuanhua and Zong Yu did not choose to leave.

I think I have a clear understanding of my own strength.

Dian Canglin glanced at it, and then began to roll call.

"Qiye, Sanqing, Santurbidity, Zifan, Lao Zhong, you are too weak, stay. The rest of the people have lived here, and I won't say anything superfluous, you all have your own abilities. There is no need for pointless mutual assistance, and there is no point in killing. Everyone has only one goal, escape. Dian Canglin finally admonished.

Dian Canglin stared at the occupation outside, and at this time it had reached a white-hot stage.

Several elders of the White Feather Elves participated in the battle, and Oliver also came on the field in person, fighting with the two deputy leaders, Xin Zhan and Wen Shajiu.

As the deputy commander, both of them have the ability to kill Oliver alone.

Together, Oliver was beaten and retreated, and defeat was only a matter of time.

"Let's go. ”

Dian Canglin seized this opportunity, at this time, there was only one deputy head of the peak of the early sun in the sky, Zhan Fei, who did not participate in the battle, it should be to prevent any chaos on the side of the receiving platform, and also to coordinate the overall situation.

With a wave of his hand, the 12 monks rushed directly out of the defense of the mountain ancient array.

"Alive. ”

Dian Canglin's gaze swept towards the remaining Terran monks as he spoke, and he subconsciously paused when he skimmed Gao Jian's face.

Gao Jian's heart trembled slightly.

"Also, I'm not called Dian Canglin. My name is, Ink Dust. ”

Mo Chen said this, and some of the monks who went out first had already flown out quite far, but without exception, they were all intercepted by 2-3 Red Scorpion Inner Mansion Stage masters.

In a few breaths, three people were captured by the joint force and seriously injured.

The two of them escaped the besieging monk with their mastery of escaping, but they flew out less than a kilometer before they were killed by a monk of the Early Yang Stage.

Mo Chen stopped talking nonsense, and the Huangquan blade flashed under his feet, and the next moment he rushed out in the opposite direction of Zhanfei.

Containing the ink dust are two masters in the middle of the early sun.

He went out a few seconds early and a few seconds late, and he didn't have much to do with the 12 people in the inner mansion period.

Mo Chen didn't show too much when he first took off, and the people who surrounded him were also decent. However, at the moment when the two Red Scorpions were about to surround and kill Mo Chen, an extremely powerful tornado suddenly appeared around Mo Chen's body, and it directly involved the two Red Scorpion Monks.

This is the dharma of ink dust.

A strong wind.

Pure wind.

The Hurricane wasn't very lethal, but it didn't have to trap the two for a while.

The hunting procedure of the red scorpion is actually very strict, and it is generally 2-3 monks of the same rank to deal with an enemy together, and there are few mistakes. So Mo Chen trapped the two of them with a single look, which caught the red scorpion master a little off guard.

At this moment, Mo Chen suddenly accelerated, and the whole person turned into a meteor and rushed out in the direction of no one.

"Two rubbish. ”

Zhanfei scolded secretly, two to one still let people break through?

What do you want?

The thunder flashed, and in the next second, Zhanfei had disappeared in place, and was nearly half a distance closer to the ink dust.

Fast!

Too fast!

The Terran monks on the platform were stunned.

Mochen's is fast enough, and this Zhanfei is so fast that he has no friends.

At least no girlfriend!

No wonder he is left in the sky to coordinate the overall situation, who can go away at this speed?

Before, Mo Chen's escape from the two interceptors in an instant actually gave everyone hope, but seeing the speed of Zhanfei, everyone's hearts were half shocked.

Can't run away?

After all, Mochen is a mid-early yang cultivation, and the upper limit of spiritual pressure is around 10,000p, while Zhanfei, as the peak of early yang, has an upper limit of spiritual pressure close to 20,000p.

The gap is too big.

Once caught up, it is almost impossible to beat.

Zhanfei chased back and output at the same time, and two thunderbolts appeared in front of Mo Chen's body one after another, causing Mo Chen to have to turn. And Zhanfei took advantage of the slight pause of the ink dust, and once again accelerated in front of the ink dust.

"With me Zhanfei here, you don't think you can escape, right?" Zhanfei snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

"So what?" Mo Chen saw that he was blocked, so he no longer used the sword, but instead held the Huangquan Blade in his hand.

"So, if you tie your hands and take them, I will spare you from death. Otherwise, you'll be like them. Zhan Fei pointed behind Mo Chen, half of the 12 Terran monks who came out at this time had been arrested, 4 died, and the last two were still struggling to die.

And seeing that Zhanfei blocked the ink dust, no one planned to come over to help Red Scorpion anymore.

After all, it is the deputy head of the regiment.

It is impossible not to even grasp the middle of the first sun.

The division of labor of the red scorpion is clear, there are those who arrest people, those who collect prisoners, and those who press the formation like Zhanfei.

There are less than 50 Terran monks left on the receiving platform, and even if these people all pour out, the result is estimated to be similar to the previous 12 people.

After all, the red scorpion now has more idle personnel.

are waiting to deal with the unexpected.

Mo Chen didn't say anything, but showed a meaningful smile to Zhan Fei.

Before Zhan Fei could understand what this old guy was laughing at, an extremely thin wind blade suddenly slashed out from the Huangquan blade, and it was the dimensional slash that broke through the Senluo Ghost Realm with one blow and severely damaged Wei Zixiu.

At this time, Mo Chen had already recovered his cultivation, and this slash could be directly cut out without any pre-action.

Brush.

The distance between the ink dust and Zhanfei is only a dozen meters, and the wind pressure of the dimensional slash can be described as instantaneous.

Zhan Fei snorted coldly, and the spear in his hand stabbed straight ahead, and the tip of the spear was in the middle of the dimensional wind cutting blade.

Bang.

This blow easily broke the wind blade, causing the original wind blade to split in two, flying through both sides of Zhanfei's body, without causing any damage to Zhanfei. Lightly defusing Mochen's attack, Zhanfei just wanted to smile proudly, but an unexpected scene happened.

The ink dust more than ten meters away disappeared out of thin air at this moment, leaving only an afterimage in place.

However, the half-cut wind blade that had just been picked up paused a hundred meters behind Zhan Fei, and Mo Chen's footsteps stumbled out of the wind blade.