The Southern Battlefield was floating on the top of the clouds, and there was a person sitting at the front, with a white ghost appearance and black eyes, he was the young devil.

Wu Shan stood beside him with a respectful expression.

And below, there was a never-ending roar and scream, the Terran monks fought bloodily, and the demon soldier devouring the soul bee, like the tide of the sea, tried to annihilate the Terran monks.

The young devil had a cruel smile on his face, and he was holding a jade pendant in his hand, which was a piece of blood jade, but strangely, there was still a third of the jade pendant that had not been dyed red.

However, if one looks closely, they will see that as the battle continues, the unstained part is being swallowed up by the color of blood.

Wu Shan said: "It has been determined that a large number of Terran monks are coming from the rear. ”

"How long will it take?"

"Half a day at most!"

The young devil's finger tapped the jade pendant, and there was a trace of ripples on the surface of the jade pendant, like water lines.

He took a deep breath, the air filled the air with the disgusting smell of blood, which he enjoyed so much.

......

Supporting the many monks on the southern side of the battlefield, they galloped high in the air, striving to reach the battlefield as quickly as possible.

In order to prevent being ambushed by the demons, Forget Lao broke everyone up in advance and traveled in multiple routes.

Beichen glanced at the staffing of his own team and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The leader is the Elder of Wuji Zonghuo, and among the disciples are Tang Chuan, the male protagonist who makes up the third number, and the proper female protagonist who makes up Yun Yan.

The only fly in the ointment is that the black charcoal head is actually in this queue!

"It's good that he is some distance from me, otherwise he would have been trapped!

Beichen glanced at his feet, the southern battlefield was about to be reached, and piles of demon wreckage had begun to appear on the ground, as well as countless corpses of Terran monks.

Seeing those people, Beichen couldn't help but sigh: "This is the fate of the cannon fodder character, if I hadn't been self-aware and hugged the protagonist's thigh, I'm afraid I would have become one of them a long time ago." ”

The sadness of the dead rabbit and the fox may be Beichen's current mood.

Just as he was sighing, a roar suddenly sounded not far ahead.

Everyone was shocked, and when they looked ahead, they only saw a huge black shadow hovering in the sky, it was Lan Lu!

And the roar just now was the sound of Lan Lu's claws slapping to the ground!

At the same time, when the dust and smoke cleared, Beichen and the others were able to see that a large number of Terran monks were running quickly, all with frightened and panicked expressions on their faces.

It turned out that behind them, there were countless soul eater bees attacking, and the ground was constantly surging, and it seemed that there were a large number of demon soldiers chasing underground!

Elder Fire immediately made a decision and shouted, "Everyone, join me and support them!"

"Good!"

"Kill all the demons!"

"Demon Destroyer!"

The elders took the lead, and all the disciples also took out their spiritual weapons one after another, performed spiritual decisions, and then turned into Changhong and swept forward.

Tang Chuan's body method was cast, and he dodged and swept out of the hundreds.

Beichen originally wanted to deliberately slow down his body and hide behind, but when he saw that the protagonists had rushed out, he had to grit his teeth and follow along.

The Terran monks who fled in front of them were very excited when they saw the support, and immediately turned around and began to work together against the pursuing demon soldiers.

The elders swept high into the air to meet Lan Lu and stop the latter's raging minions.

For a while, the spiritual power was stirring, and the aftermath surged in all directions.

Looking around, there was not a single place where there was no fighting, and it was extremely fierce.

Drink!

Tang Chuan let out a loud shout, and the black and white spiritual power in his hand surged, and he swung out with one palm, killing countless soul devouring bees.

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Mansion who were rescued clasped their fists and said gratefully: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your help, dare to ask your name?"

"Ethereal Sect Tang Chuan!"

Beichen was not far from him, seeing this scene, he nodded and said: "It is worthy of being the protagonist of my fancy to make a backup, and it has begun to become famous, go, boy, let your name resound all over the world!"

At this moment, the spiritual power above Tang Chuan's head gathered, and his momentum was constantly rising, and as a spiritual power gushed out, his cultivation finally reached the eighth level of qi training!

Beichen's eyes widened, and he exclaimed: "The protagonist's signature skill, combat breakthrough?!I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, he would break through continuously, he was still practicing the sixth layer of qi at the beginning, and now he has actually practiced the eighth layer of qi, so the protagonist is the protagonist!"

Tang Chuan felt the power surging in his body, he was excited, and the spiritual power in his hand transformed, and he shot faster and stronger!

I saw that one of his palms slapped to the ground, and a yin and yang fish pattern appeared on the ground.

With a bang!

The ground began to collapse, and a large number of demon soldiers were annihilated in an instant!

Beichen hurriedly said: "Congratulations, junior brother, your cultivation has improved again, I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, you have already caught up with me!"

Tang Chuan smiled: "This is also thanks to the guidance of my senior brother, otherwise I am afraid that I will still be the one who does nothing!"

These words sound really comfortable, and Beichen just wanted to say some words of encouragement to improve his status in the protagonist's heart.

Who knows, before the words could be spoken, Tang Chuan looked at another place, and then frowned, and his figure swept away rapidly.

"What...... What's the situation?" Beichen was puzzled, looked over, and saw Xu Qing of the Liuyin Sect, surrounded by layers of soul devouring bees, and his abdomen and back were under attack.

At the last moment, Tang Chuan arrived in time, and his spiritual power erupted, killing all directions!

After saving the beauty, Tang Chuan hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Xu Qing held Tang Chuan's hand and shook his head, with tenderness in his eyes.

Beichen was caught off guard by this dog food.

There is war all around, but the style of painting there is not the same, I have to describe it, it is the spring flowers?

Beichen tugged at the corners of his mouth, suddenly thought of something, and exclaimed: "It's not good! The battle is fierce at the moment, I'm so far away from the protagonist, nothing will happen, right?"

At the moment, he didn't care whether he would become a light bulb or not, and he walked towards Tang Chuan quickly.

It can be said that it was too late and that it was fast, Beichen only felt a burst of coercion on the top of his head, and he looked up, and his eyes were full of palm prints covered with scale armor.

When the rest of the disciples saw this scene, they were shocked, Beichen's eyes widened, and he said bitterly: "I've only been away from the protagonist for a while, and you're going to put me to death?"

Having said that, he won't sit still, and practice the dragon step diligently day and night, isn't it just to deal with this kind of juncture?

Taking advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention, Beichen secretly improved his cultivation, and his footwork was exerted, but because the speed was too fast, there was an afterimage of the Dao.

Seeing that he was about to escape from the claw coverage, he looked back and only saw three human cultivators, still under the claws, those three highest cultivators, only four levels of qi cultivation, according to their speed at the moment, wanting to escape is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Beichen struggled in his heart, he originally intended not to save it, after all, if he went back at this moment, then he might not be able to escape.

But along the way, he has seen so many Terran monks die tragically, and his state of mind seems to have changed somewhat.

Beichen pinched his palm, gritted his teeth and said: "Remember the supporting roles, meddling will die early!"

This sentence is advising him not to be rash, but the body is thinking before thinking, and he turns around and sweeps away.

The three human monks were thrilled to see someone rescue them.

Beichen didn't say a word, grabbed one person's arm, and shouted, "The three of you grab each other!"

The three cultivators hurriedly complied, Beichen's spiritual power surged, and the cultivators rose again, speeding up with the three of them.

But that claw is already close at hand!

At the critical moment, Beichen dodged behind the three of them, gathered his spiritual power in his palms, and pushed violently, and the three of them were forced, and instantly escaped from Lan Rui's coverage.

But he himself had no time to escape!

"It would be nice if the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Clock wasn't damaged. Beichen smiled bitterly, and everything was over.

At this moment, a white silk swept over and wrapped around his waist.

Bai Aya yanked at the other end, and the powerful force made Beichen almost vomit blood, but he also quickly pulled his body away.

Bang!

The claws fell, and dust and smoke flew everywhere.

Beichen looked back behind him, and after a while, he glanced at the white silk on his body blankly, and then looked up at the owner of the white silk.

The ripples in the cyan eyes are beautiful.

She frowned slightly, and said lightly, "Can you let go of my legs?"

Beichen only noticed at this time that his whole body was hugging Yun Yan's right leg like a koala.

But can he be blamed?

At that time, the situation was critical, and he wanted to find something to hold on to him for a sense of security, right?

Besides, this leg—

It's so long, it's so textured......