Therefore, occasionally throwing away such a demon cultivator will not attract anyone's attention.

Tao Ziyi, with Yang Xiaoqiong and Liu Weihai, as well as twenty-three low-level monks from various families, took advantage of the night to restrain the aura of their whole body and began to approach the selected demon camp.

In the 100,000 mountains and forests in the middle of the night, it is not quiet or safe, and it can be said that the danger is better than the daytime. The often roaring roar of the beast in the distance definitely illustrates this point. More occasionally, there are some swarms of demon beasts like black poisonous mosquitoes, which is even more difficult to prevent.

But fortunately, Tao Ziyi and the others have not encountered any demon beasts these days, and in less than a month, everyone has fully recovered.

After the attack of the black poisonous mosquito in the valley, he was captured by the demons, and he fought a battle of life and death with the demons, this series of trials has made these monks regardless of high level and low level have changed a lot, and the fierceness in their eyes is better than before, and the breath on their bodies is much calmer.

Moreover, everyone's cultivation has also improved to some extent, although no one has broken through yet, but as long as they are given time, they can get a breakthrough in cultivation in a very short period of time, which is often the effect that they have been working behind closed doors for more than ten years, and decades have not been able to achieve the effect.

Wu Lun is a member of the last branch of the Demon Wu family, because his cultivation has reached the foundation building period, which has only entered the eyes of the high-level people of the family. However, because of the bloodline, the status in the clan is not up or down. Now in these 100,000 mountains and forests, he is only a small leader who leads more than 100 people, and the camp where he is located is also the periphery of the 100,000 mountains and forests, and he is not even a core at all.

Sitting in his cave mansion, Wu Lun held a wine jar and drank stuffy wine alone. In the entire cave mansion, he was alone, thinking of his embarrassing position in the clan, his heart was very depressed, and now in this place where almost no one cared, he felt that his future was bleak, and the wine in his mouth seemed to be very bitter.

"Chief, why are you still drinking!" At this time, a slightly hunchbacked old demon clan walked in, and his cultivation had reached the late stage of the foundation building period;

"What are you doing without drinking?" Wu Lun didn't raise his head, and took a big sip again;

"Have you forgotten the order given by the envoy sent by Lord Demon Horn Venerable during the day today?"

"What order?" Wu Lun just drank and answered absentmindedly. For the old man in front of him, he still has a lot of respect, I remember that when he was a child, he was taken care of and guided by this old demon clan, so that he has today's cultivation, otherwise, if he was replaced by someone else, Wu Lun would definitely not be so polite;

"Oh, my lord said, those captured monks escaped, let our camps take more precautions, be careful of being exploited by these monks!" The old man came to the front of Wu Lun and snatched the wine jar from Wu Lun's hand;

"I said Uncle Wu, you are always worried, what are they doing in a small camp like ours? Besides, it's too late for them to run now, how can they come to us for trouble! Wu Lun didn't care, he wanted to snatch the wine altar back.

In fact, don't look at what Wu Lun said, but in his heart, he has some thoughts of his own. Don't look at what he said on the surface, in his heart he wished that those monks would come and attack his camp, and when the time came, he could also take this opportunity to prove to others that he Wulun was definitely not a dispensable cannon fodder role.

"Chief, you" Uncle Wu was about to say something, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a disturbance in the distance outside, which seemed to be the direction of the camp gate.

Wu Lun didn't stand up, his face was not in a hurry, the entrance of the cave suddenly flashed, and a demon cultivator who was also in the foundation building period hurriedly walked in, bowed down and saluted: "Chief, there are monks who have come to attack the camp!" ”

The entrance to the camp.

The two water dragons took the lead, and when they were still a hundred feet away from the camp, they roared and rushed towards the demon crowd in the distance. This was followed by a huge firebird seven feet long and with a blazing body. Before it could get closer, a scorching aura emanated from it.

"Kill!"

There were more than twenty low-level monks, each holding a variety of spiritual weapons in their hands, and with a roar, they rushed out with three spells, each holding several talismans in their hands.

The fastest is the two figures, one green and one pink, and when they move forward, their bodies are wrapped in two rays of light, one red and one blue. Under the night sky, like two fast meteors, it slammed into the demon camp.

In the cave mansion, Wu Lun listened to the report of the visitor unhurriedly, waved his hand and said: "Don't panic, pass on the order, tell the brothers below to defend strictly, teach the attackers a lesson, it's best to leave them all behind!" ”

Hearing Wu Lun's words, the monks below were obviously stunned, and then, some anxious hearts also calmed down. Shi Li said: "Yes! The subordinates will convey it! ”

Counting the three of Tao Ziyi, there are only twenty-six monks in this team, five of them are in the foundation building period, and the others are low-level disciples in the qi refining period, but after many baptisms, these low-level monks are no longer as cowardly as they were at the beginning, and now they are not afraid at all in the face of the demons who are several times more than their own in front of them, and they are like little tigers, and they rush forward with a roar.

"Boom, boom!"

A series of dense rune crackling sounds caused the sky above the camp to immediately glow with various colors, almost illuminating the night sky on the entire camp. Before the sound landed, the shouts of the low-level monks and demon cultivators fighting could already be heard in all directions.

"Whoosh!"

Tao Ziyi and the others were fighting the demon clan in front of them, led by only two demon cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, and there were already two monks in the early stage of foundation building on the monk's side who greeted them.

From the center of the camp, three more figures flew out, and their cultivation was also in the foundation building period, but they were in the late stage of foundation building and the middle stage of foundation building.

Naturally, Liu Weihai and Yang Xiaoqiong rushed out here, after these days of fighting, Yang Xiaoqiong is also much sharper than when Tao Ziyi first met before, and the killing is more decisive.

For a while, in the air, on the ground, countless bright spells danced wildly, and sometimes the screams of monks and demons came out, but at this time, no one cared about these, what they were thinking about now was to kill the aliens in front of them.

Tao Ziyi glanced at it, at this time, she had already lured out five demon cultivators in the foundation building period, as well as nearly fifty low-level demon cultivators, and the goal had basically been achieved, so she did not hesitate, and when the other party did not form an encirclement, she whistled decisively and shouted: "The other party is too strong, let's withdraw!" ”

As soon as these words came out, she was the first to pull out and run back. And the five foundation building stage monks in mid-air did not hesitate at all, and they all hit their strongest blows, turned around and fled. When he passed by the head of the low-level disciple, with a wave of his hand, he rolled all of them onto his flying magic weapon and fled into the distance in a hurry.