Chapter 141: Friends of the Dead Dao Do Not Die and Poor Dao......

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Sure enough, under the attack of everyone, the demon beast became angry, its speed was very fast, and after easily dodging all the attacks, it pounced forward. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Life and death are at the head, this sixth-layer monk of the Gathering Spirit is also desperate, the mana of the whole body bursts out at this moment, boom, it is too late to cast any more advanced spells, the more this kind of spell is more time-consuming, he condensed a big earthy yellow hand with mana, replaced defense with attack, and slapped towards the rushing demon beast, and at the same time he stepped back without hesitation.

"Roar!"

The demon beast let out a wild roar, its eyes were full of fierceness, and it didn't even dodge, and directly met the big earthy yellow hand.

The two collided hard!

Time seemed to freeze for a moment at this time, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but be attracted, what would be the result of this blow?

Of course, the time for a breath was extremely short, and with a loud bang, cracks appeared on the earthy yellow hand, and it quickly shattered, splashing in all directions, and the demon beast also crossed through the middle of the big hand.

When the sixth-layer monk saw this, his face was suddenly colorless, it was only a short time of two or three breaths away from him retreating, it was impossible to hide too far, and the speed of the demon beast was so fast, in a blink of an eye, he came to his side, a hideous beast face was close to him, and he could only be stuffed with a fist in the middle, the demon beast opened its mouth, its fangs were exposed, and a fishy smell came to his nose with a foul smell, which was disgusting, his pupils contracted to the size of a needle, and he could see the thick hair and rough lines on the head of the demon beast.

"Roar!" This sixth-layer monk of the Gathering Spirit seemed to have been greatly stimulated at this moment, and let out a shocking roar from his mouth, not retreating but advancing, under the urging of mana, the whole body emitted a yellow light, with a heavy feeling, and slammed forward.

The majesty of the demon beast cannot be violated, especially the powerful demon beast, at this moment it also roared, and the huge mouth opened and closed and bit down.

After all, the sixth-layer cultivator of the Gathering Spirit was defeated by this fierce demon beast, the body of the demon beast was quite terrifying, and under a collision, this cultivator suddenly felt a huge shock force, and the mana of the whole body collapsed, and then the demon beast lowered its head and bit it.

"Poof!"

The monk screamed as his entire arm was bitten off, and at the same time flew backwards under the force of the shock, slamming into the trunk of a large tree, but in doing so, he was lucky enough to escape the fatal crisis and save his life temporarily.

Roar!

The demon beast swallowed the arm of the sixth-layer monk who gathered the spirit, roared up to the sky, and suddenly rushed into the crowd, where it passed, no one could stop it, and suddenly it was flesh and blood, and the attack of the demon beast has always been very ferocious, so that this place seems to be bloody, and the stumps and broken arms are all over the ground.

Zhao Liangcai saw this scene from afar, he was so frightened that he trembled, his face turned pale and pale, and he was a little happy in his heart, and he stepped back cautiously, wanting to escape from this place, while the others were too busy to take care of themselves at this time, so no one noticed him.

The sixth-layer monk of the Gathering Spirit Gathering was relieved at this moment, and slowly got up from the ground, just when he saw the scene of the demon beast swallowing its arm into its abdomen, his already very white face was blue and red, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, if that arm had not been swallowed, he could still take it back, but now he didn't even think about it, continuing to connect the broken arm and letting it grow back are definitely two concepts, the difficulty is not comparable, with his net worth, there is no possibility to buy a panacea that can be reborn with a broken arm, that thing is too expensive, How could he afford it as a mere sixth-layer cultivator?

At this time, most of those people in the field had already died, and the rest of the people began to flee for their lives, but the demon beast obviously didn't want to let them go so easily, with its speed, it was difficult for these people to run far, and the screams were endless, the sixth-layer monk of the Gathering Spirit had an ugly face, and his eyes flashed, now is not the time to dwell on the broken arm, it is still important to save his life, while the demon beast has not noticed that he has woken up, he quickly left this place, as for the two violet grasses, he has no thoughts.

Compared with this treasure, it is still important to one's own life, and that violet grass is obviously the thing of this demon beast, if you pay attention to it again, you must not make this fierce beast even more crazy, and there is no reason to live at that time.

He used everything he could to cover up his aura, hoping that the demon beast would not notice him, and retreated silently at the moment, gradually moving away.

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Zhao Liangcai fled farther and farther, until he was completely away from that dangerous place, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had exhausted all the strength of his body, and he collapsed to the ground, leaning against a tree, where he kept gasping.

Don't look at him who didn't experience a fight, he just ran for his life, but in the face of that terrifying scene, seeing his companions fall under the mouth of the demon beast one by one, the impact was extraordinary, and his spirit fell into extreme tension at the beginning, so when he completely relaxed, he would have an irresistible feeling of exhaustion.

After Zhao Liangcai rested for a while, he suddenly felt a little proud in his heart and muttered to himself.

"Dead friends don't die poor, everyone, it's not that Zhao doesn't remind you, it's you who seek your own death, no wonder Zhao."

Thinking of so many people who escaped with his life, Zhao Liang suddenly felt that he was very wise and wise, if it weren't for his high vigilance and not being tempted/confused by the huge value of violet grass, then he must be the same as those people, and he was afraid that the end would be unpredictable, but now that he has survived, thinking of the pride, Zhao Liang couldn't help but laugh "haha......

"Zhao Liangcai, why are you here?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came, and Zhao Liangcai's laughter was suddenly stuck in his throat, and he kept coughing dryly.

"Is that you?" After hearing this familiar voice, Zhao Liangcai turned his head, looked at it fixedly, and was so shocked that the whole person jumped up from the ground, and shouted: "You are not dead!" ”

"What? You want me to die at the mouth of that monster? The person who came was pale, his eyes were ruthless, and he stared at Zhao Liangcai.

"Jia, Jia Daoyou, this matter is misunderstood, misunderstood, Zhao is just surprised, not expecting you to die." Zhao Liangcai's face changed, and he sneered, his eyes swept over Jia Ren's empty right arm without a trace, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hmph, preferably so." Jia Ren looked at Zhao Liangcai for a long time, and then he snorted coldly and said with a smile.

Zhao Liangcai responded again and again, and then seemed to have only discovered Jia Ren's injury at this time, and shouted in surprise: "Oh, Jia Daoyou, you are injured, hurry, hurry, sit down and rest, I have a good healing elixir here, Jia Daoyou might as well use it first, it is important to heal the injury." ”

"No need, I have my own healing elixir, and besides, this little injury can't help me ......" (To be continued.) )