Even if Helin had already prepared in his heart, he was frightened by the demons covering the sky in front of him at this moment.

The gray on the Broken Soul Cliff was as dark as the middle of the night, and the monks had never seen such a posture in their lives for dozens or hundreds of years, and they subconsciously trembled and retreated a few steps backwards.

It was Yang Shulong who reacted first, and roared angrily at the top of his throat: "Formation!"

Fang Yuying was shocked and excited, only then did she come back to her senses, bent down to pick up the Dao sword, and said in a trembling voice: "Knot...... Knot Forty-Nine Blue Sky Array ......"

The dignified foundation of the Great Perfection is a real person, and now he can't even hold the hilt of the sword steadily, which is enough to see how much shock the demons have given him.

The monks forcibly stabilized their minds, dragging their weak legs and stepping out of the mysterious blue light.

As long as they are in the formation, the aura in their bodies can feed each other, endlessly, close to forty foundation building monks can easily stop hundreds of demon beasts of the same realm, as long as the time is enough, exhaust the demon qi in the bodies of this group of beasts, and even kill them all!

But the problem is that there are now nearly a thousand demon beasts above the Broken Soul Cliff, and there are more than 2,000 little demons under the cliff ready to rush up at any time.

Even if the Qi cultivation period is put aside, the demon beasts in the foundation building period alone will not be less than four hundred.

The huge difference in number made the demons not pay attention to this group of monks at all, and the mouse at the front rubbed the round bead with his claws, gathered all the streamers in the air in his palm, and then crushed it fiercely, the scarlet eyes of the bean glanced down coldly, and said softly:

"Kill!"

The voice did not fall.

All kinds of demon beasts leapt from the back of the eagle and turned into torrents and rushed towards the phalanx that the monks had barely formed.

The piercing howl suddenly became loud!

A little demon with the head of a sheep rushed to the front with a hideous face, and was instantly cut into several pieces by several Dao swords, blood spilled, and the sheep's head rolled to Fang Yuying's feet, only to see that the smile on the head was undiminished, and the huge eyes stared straight at everyone, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

Click!

The skull was shattered by the demons that swarmed from behind.

Fang Yuying looked at several vicious faces that were only two feet away from her, and suddenly took out a magic weapon and smashed it!

Anyway, he was an old deacon who had built the foundation of the consummation realm, suppressed the fear in his heart, and it was not so unbearable to really move, and he easily accepted two or three more lives in the blink of an eye, and reached out to catch the blood-stained magic weapon that flew upside down, but he couldn't see any joy on his old face.

It is the consistent tradition of the Heavenly Demon Sect to use the Qi Cultivation Demon to open the way first, compared to the Dongyue Sect, it is much worse, and the disciples who have not cultivated in the foundation building period are not qualified to participate in this demon disaster at all, so they can only stay in the sect obediently.

When the aura of himself and the others was almost exhausted, it was the time for the group of foundation-building demon beasts to make a move.

Even if the number on the opposite side far crushed this group of monks, the Heavenly Demon Sect still didn't seem to have the intention of giving up this tradition.

The monks knew in their hearts, but they had no choice but to struggle to get rid of the little demon who had rushed in front of them.

However, the next scene made them dumbfounded.

I saw that when the little demons surrounded the phalanx, the group of foundation-building demon beasts actually rushed over from both sides with a swagger, and they didn't intend to entangle with Dongyue's disciples too much, they had a clear purpose, that is, they just wanted to cross the Broken Soul Cliff.

Seeing this, Fang Yuying suddenly realized.

The demons have worked hard to gather here, of course, it can't be just for their own thirty or forty foundation building monks.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

With a cloudy face, he threw out the magic weapon again, took the lives of several little demons one after another, and put on a look of trying his best to kill the demons, but he ignored the foundation building demon cultivators who crossed the Broken Soul Cliff on both sides.

This group of beasts must be afraid that the Dongyue Sect will react, so they are unwilling to waste the slightest time, so they only need to wait for them to leave, and they can live without worry, and they will not be punished by the sect.

After all, he has been slaying demons, and he has never escaped, but he can't do it.

Zhao Jinian, who was closest to Fang Yuying, saw this, and couldn't help but feel a touch of admiration in his heart, worthy of being Deacon Fang, nicknamed Old Wang Ba, thinking about it, he also did the same, roaring and swinging his sword at those little demons!

"Give me death!"

Hearing this, several Zhuji demon cultivators glanced over here with a smile, shook their heads, and walked quickly in the direction of going down the mountain.

At this moment, two Dao swords suddenly stopped in front of them.

Before the demon cultivator could speak, Fang Yuying was anxious first, and shouted angrily: "What do you two want to do!"

It was none other than the two deacons of Huayang Peak.

The two of them stared at the demon cultivator tightly and did not answer, but the rest of the disciples all looked at Fang Yuying with a strange look.

Everyone is a human spirit who has lived for dozens or hundreds of years, and how can they not see what this old deacon has in his heart.

Everyone was afraid, but they didn't really want to watch this group of beasts cross the Broken Soul Cliff.

Feeling the contempt hidden in his gaze, Fang Yuying's old face turned red, and he snorted coldly to vent his anger on the little demon in front of him, and said sarcastically like a mosquito: "There are more than a thousand demons, how many can you stop together?"

"Uncle Fang...... Is there any other way?" Zhao Jinian was also panicked, and he found that the group of fools behind him had already begun to use their swords to intercept the demon cultivator...... Just send them to death in vain, isn't this also harming themselves!

That's close to four hundred foundation building demon cultivators!

People can ignore themselves and others are already holding up their noble hands, how can these stupid people not know how to accept it when they see it.

Really.

The leader of the rat glared at the beads and gave an order: "Deal with them first!"

As the words fell, the hundred-headed demon cultivator turned around decisively, blended into the little demon and fought towards the monk.

Zhao Jinian suddenly felt the pressure surge, anxious and angry, but he didn't dare to say such words as "The kid didn't want to stop you" and begged for mercy.

......

......

On the mountainside behind the Broken Soul Cliff, the petite one of the two figures was staggering.

Yu Huan listened to the deafening sound of fighting from above, his little face turned pale, he bit his lip and said in disbelief: "There are so many?"

She had been skeptical of the Taoist's words before, and it was only now that she realized the seriousness of the situation.

Lin Ze pursed his lips and quietly withdrew his spiritual sense.

In fact, he was also shocked by the number of demon beasts for a moment, after all, he couldn't see it with his own eyes in the simulator.

Fortunately, he left early, and at this moment, as long as he used the light body technique, he could return to the sect unharmed, which was also in line with his previous plan, but unfortunately he couldn't take the two old men away together.

On the contrary, he was a little surprised that the monks on the mountain did not know whether they had time to escape or what, and none of them really ran down the mountain.

"Brainless. ”

Lin Ze sighed, leaving Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood, save his life first, wouldn't it be much more cost-effective to kill two more demon beasts in the future.

Suddenly, he noticed that there was one less person beside him.

Looking back, he saw Yu Huan looking at the mountain road in a daze, only to see that the torrent-like demons were frantically rushing towards the bottom of the mountain, heading towards the Dongyue Mountain Range.

They acted in unison, and they didn't waste any time paying attention to the two people on the other side, but even if they did, Lin Ze was ten percent sure that they could get out, as long as there was no Jindan Stage Great Demon, it would never be possible to keep himself.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go quickly?" he reached for the girl.

Yu Huan dodged to the side, put his palm on the two sword intents on his waist, and looked back with a pale face: "It's okay if you don't see it, it's all in front of us......"

“......”

Lin Ze finally remembered something, although the other party was very similar to herself in the simulator, she was still a native of this world.

Other words...... This little girl is actually no different from the way of thinking of Helin and others.

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