Yan Mei'er was dancing her magic wand, and one after another sword shadows appeared in the air, "shooting" the demon beasts in the gap of the heavy arrows, and suddenly saw Zhao Zihan disappear out of thin air, and was taken aback.

I looked at it again, but I saw his figure appear one zhang away, and with a precise sword, he slashed off the head of a fox, and then disappeared into the soil again, and suddenly appeared three zhang away......

Ahh Earth magic?

Without thinking about it, Yan Mei'er suddenly turned into a ball of fire, and rushed directly towards the demon beast, and the demon beasts in front of her were unlucky, and they were suddenly burned one by one.

Lan Yue's sword changed with a thousand shadows, killing a bloody path at the front, Zhao Zihan and Yan Mei'er tacitly understood one left and one right, rushing to kill, and the fleeing team was suddenly like a sharp arrow, separating the misty beast tide.

"Keep up, run, run!" shouted from the crowd, and the whole team sped up.

There is a mountain beam not far in front, and the sound of killing behind the mountain beam seems to be shaking the sky, and there are several sword lights in the sky like lightning, and the strength of the sword is the only thing Zhao Zihan has seen in his life.

Zhao Zihan didn't feel that his spirits were greatly lifted, and in a few scurrying circles, he actually crossed the blue moon and killed the mountain beam first.

As far as the eye can see, there is a flat gentle slope in front of it, and a straight official road passes through the middle of the gentle slope, and on both sides of the gentle slope is a jungle that looks a little dark in the moonlight.

On the gentle slope, on both sides of the official road, there were nearly 100 people in a circle between the dense demon beasts and zombies, and the demon beasts that were approaching the circle were killed and cried wolf.

On the front side of the circle, there are more than a dozen people with sword qi vertically and horizontally, opening and closing, and the surrounding monsters and zombies have fallen one after another...

At the front is a thin half-old middle-aged, I saw him holding a long sword upside down in one hand, and carrying it on his back in the other, moving forward with his head held high, and not out of the sword, but the demon beasts and zombies within three feet of him were broken and flew upside down.

This is turning qi into a sword, and Zhang Zhangmen came in person.

"Uncle Master, we are here!" Zhao Zihan cut off a zombie with a sword, and was about to rush under the mountain beam, but Lan Yue had already rushed up the mountain beam, and when she saw the person clearly, she screamed loudly.

As soon as Lan Yue's words fell, a gust of wind suddenly rose under the mountain beam, and the thin old man rose up and jumped towards the mountain beam with a roar, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere he passed.

Is this the distraction realm? Zhao Zihan yearned, exerted all his strength, and killed several demon beasts on the mountain beam one after another, and was immediately covered in blood.

At this time, the heavy crossbow cavalry and the fleeing crowd also rushed up along the official road, and the huge momentum suddenly forced the beast tide to retreat like a tide, and a straight official road was soon vacated.

The disciples of Qingyangmen pursued both sides of the official road, but Zhang Zhangmen stopped Lan Yue and Zhao Zihan, he quietly looked at Yan Mei'er who was leaning beside Zhao Zihan, and asked Lan Yue, "She is the demon girl mentioned in your letter?"

Lan Yue nodded, and then said eagerly: "Master Master, there are only monsters and zombies here, and I don't see the terrible monster appearing, but the Western Chu army is attacking the west gate of Los Angeles, and things are very strange, and those monsters are only afraid of the west." ”

"If the West Gate is broken early, the civilians who retreat south here are only afraid that they will be bleeding!"

Zhang Qiyan turned sideways to look at the sky in the west that was misty by the fierce battle, and asked in confusion: "Is the Wuji Hall actually crazy? Who is resisting in the west?"

Lan Yue said: "Uncle in charge, the ambition of the wolf son of the Wuji Hall is clearly revealed, but this is not the time to discuss. ”

"There are only nearly a hundred people in the half-branch building over there, and there are more than a dozen people from Wuhua Mountain and Yuan Sword Sect to meet them, so I think they must have fallen into a bitter battle. ”

"For the sake of today's plan, we should quickly divide our forces to support. ”

Zhang Qiyan was not in a hurry, and asked Lan Yue about the situation softly, and it took almost half an hour, listening to Lan Yue's answer, his face became more and more painful.

Looking at all this, Zhao Zihan sighed secretly in his heart: The head of Qingyang Sect is naturally one of the top people in the entire human race, and one word is related to the death of Li Min, and the world has become such a situation today, who is not sad?

Zhang Qiyan looked around, and the disciples of Qingyangmen gradually forced the demon beast into the dense forest on both sides of the official road, and soon the jungle was also full of murderous sounds, and the tide of refugees quickly passed through the mountain beam under the patrol of the armed armor soldiers, and pounced to the south like a long snake.

He raised his head and shouted, "Where is Senior Brother Haoran?"

A figure flashed a few times from the dense forest in the distance like a flying giant and reached the top of the mountain beam, and asked, "Senior brother, what are your orders?"

I saw him hanging his triangular eyebrows upside down, giving people the feeling of having three eyes, but wasn't it Haoran Dao Chang?

"You take the disciples below the Void Realm to escort the civilians south, you have to remember that you can't enter the city, you have been traveling south, crossing Qingyang Mountain, and reaching Changsha City in the Yue Kingdom, do you understand?"

Daoist Haoran rolled his eyes, and he was very surprised in his heart, and asked, "The situation has reached such a serious level? Senior Brother, I'm afraid that the entire Southern Qin can't be saved!"

"Senior brother, since the day I received the letter from the Blue Moon, it has not been a question of whether Nan Qin can keep it, but whether the entire continent, no, even the entire Qing Ming can keep it!"

Not to mention how the old guys were shocked when they received the first pigeon letter from Blue Moon on Qingyang Mountain, although the legend of Qingming's eight-legged monster has always been obscure, how can people at the level of Haoran Daoist not have the slightest discussion and research?

Blue Moon reported a lot of information to the mountain gate, although he only saw the beast tide and zombies at this time, and did not see that kind of monster with his own eyes, but where is there any doubt about this matter?

He only thought about it a little and already understood: that monster doesn't exist, if it really exists, the senior brother is right, it is the catastrophe of the entire Qing Ming apocalypse!

If the situation was really as relevant to the Martial Pole Hall as the judgment stated in the Blue Moon Pigeon Letter, then the situation in the entire continent would be even more dangerous......

"Looking at today's situation, it will be difficult to protect if I want to come to Los Angeles, if we have not died here, we should retreat to Qingyang, and never retreat lightly. ”

"Senior brother, you are in Changsha City to be responsible for contacting and receiving the disciples of Wuhua Mountain and Yuan Sword Sect who participated in the war. ”

When the Haoran Daoist heard this, he let out a long roar, and the Qingyang disciples who were fighting in the dense forest retreated one after another, and Zhao Zihan was surprised to see the fellow disciples of the Mountain Rain Pavilion, the senior brothers and sisters of the Banshan Pavilion, and seven or eight elderly male and female Taoists.

The aura of these elderly Taoists is so deep, I don't know if they are the elders in the sect or the ancestors of the back mountain?

"Return to the virtual realm and follow me to the west gate of Los Angeles, and the rest of the disciples will follow Haoran's junior disciples to protect the civilians south, there must be no mistake. ”

After speaking, he looked at Lan Yue and advised: "You hurry back to the mountain, go straight to Changqing Master, and be ready to open the mountain protection array at any time to answer us." ”

Lan Yue didn't want to leave, but there were only more than half of the people in Los Angeles who hadn't had time to withdraw from the city, so how could they leave?

Looking at the compelling eyes of the master in charge, he lowered his head and thought: Hey, at this moment, how many people have I been able to save by myself?

At the time of this catastrophe, the gains and losses of a city and a place are nothing, even if the safety of the people in a city and a place is in danger, they can only give it up!

If you don't prepare the retreat of the disciples of each sect in advance, you will lose the strength to fight that monster, which is the most important thing......

Thinking of this, Lan Yue silently bowed her head and said, "Disciple Lan Yue obeys orders. "Turn around and go.

"Disciples Zhao Zihan and Miss Yan come with me. ”

After saying this, Zhang Qiyan glanced at the Cong beside him, and his figure flashed, and he appeared in mid-air, galloping westward.

Suddenly, the sound of "whoosh" sounded, and about more than ten people flew up with Zhang, Zhao Zihan took Yan Meier's hand and also flew up.

This time, he deliberately used the Qi Flying Technique in the magic, and it actually looked very good, and it was really much easier and faster than the light body technique he usually used.

At this time, the clouds were rolling in the sky west of Los Angeles, thunder and lightning flashed, and there seemed to be bursts of melodious sound of silk and bamboo orchestras, and the sound of soldiers hitting each other on the ground, and there were loud noises from time to time.

A moment later, the Qingyang disciples had approached the west gate, and they saw three huge black apes standing in the clouds and mist hundreds of meters outside the city wall.

Why an ape again?

A flash of lightning in Zhao Zihan's mind: Can't you conjure up another species and open your eyes?

At this time, the air shimmered, and all kinds of magic competed for beauty: dragons biting each other, swords and shadows clashing, giant axes flying, fire balls burning in the air like meteors, huge vines winding in mid-air, and large and small nets going around.

It's too dazzling to put into words.

The air was blazing, the space shook, and on the ground inside the city, the soldiers of Xichu fell like a tide...... The fortified city walls, which were four feet high, were in ruins, and the ruins of the city were in ruins.

When the clouds and mist rolled, it was faintly visible that there were dozens of people on the opposite side dressed in neat Wuji Hall uniforms, either lined up on the ground, or riding the clouds in mid-air, and were using attack methods.

Behind these people, a dense army lined up in a neat military formation, and countless heavy crossbows lined up in front of the formation, and the war drums in the formation were noisy.

The majestic and towering West Gate had collapsed, and dozens of magicians and monks were struggling to support themselves among the ruins, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestrations came from there.

Zhang Qiyan looked at the three giant apes in surprise, and his heart was inexplicably shocked: This monster has been rumored in the world for thousands of years, and today it is really seen?

How stupid it is to pity the world! The truth has been buried for thousands of years... Now that the lie has been revealed, is it too late?

Looking at the Great Qin soldiers struggling in the rubble, looking at the magicians and monks lying on the ground between the broken walls, and looking at the bloodied fellow Daoists on the city, Zhang Qiyan shouted, and a dazzling sword light pierced the sky.

A brilliant lightning bolt appeared between the rolling clouds, "Click!" Several sounds sounded, and a giant ape on the far left was cut in half, and the faint golden light that was almost approaching the head of the city suddenly reversed.

The power of this sword is so powerful!

Everyone in Qingyangmen cheered loudly, and they all rose up with divine might, and several sword lights rose into the sky, and the remaining two giant apes were also cut to pieces......

"Beware! This thing can regenerate!"

Wan Ming Dynasty at the head of the city saw the ecstasy on the faces of everyone in Qingyangmen, and immediately reminded loudly.