The cultivators who were the first to leave the restaurant did not leave, because when they came out, they found that this town, which was surrounded by mountains on all sides, had been completely surrounded by beast tides.

All the demon beasts surrounded the town, surrounding the entire town, and the cultivators in the town were only a few hundred, and in the face of the tide-like demon beasts, a cold air kept pouring out in their hearts!

This is not the first time that the beast tide has appeared!

As early as a thousand years ago, there had already been a once, and that time, it seemed that the strong man of which sect killed the descendants of the demon beast king in the depths of Yandang Mountain when he was hunting spirit beasts.

Finally provoked the anger of the demon beast king, and mobilized the demon beasts of half of Yandang Mountain to launch an unprecedented beast tide, and that beast tide, the entire town was completely trampled to the ground.

It's just that those demon beasts didn't harm ordinary civilians, but killed all the cultivators in the town.

Not only that, but the beast tide has spread all the way to the entire mountain system, attacking hundreds of large and small sects, killing and injuring tens of thousands of people, and countless righteous path sects have fallen.

In the end, the strong men of the eight major sects in Zhongzhou made a move, and several demon beast kings were jealous, so they returned to Yandang Mountain with a group of demon beasts.

At this point, Yandang Mountain has been calm for a thousand years, until today, the beast tide has broken out again, making the faces of all the cultivators present indescribably solemn and fearful.

Long Yun took Chu Xuan to follow behind the three old monks, and his heart was also full of shock, but he was not so afraid.

This old monk looks weak and vulnerable, but the strong momentum that naturally exudes makes people dare not take a peep.

Long Yun didn't even dare to judge the cultivation of this old monk, and even felt in his heart that this old monk's cultivation had surpassed the innate realm and became the powerhouse of the last few mysterious realms.

"Master... Shancun and Shanzai frowned at the same time, looking at the countless demon beasts, their faces were surprisingly ugly.

The old monk didn't have half an expression on his face, and suddenly turned his head to Long Yun and said, "Donor, this beast tide is much worse than the one back then, but it's not so easy to retreat!"

Long Yun nodded and said: "Indeed, demon beasts are different from humans, they will not take the initiative to attack, if my expectations are correct, it is because of that black Jiao!"

"Brother, are you talking about the Great Spirit?" Chu Xuan suddenly said with a flickering gaze.

Long Yun nodded and said, "The Great Spirit is not an ordinary demon beast, its body contains the blood of the Dragon God, although it is not pure, it is enough to make it have a transcendent status among the demon beasts. ”

The old monk Du Yu frowned and said: "In this way, the problem must appear on that black Jiao, a black Jiao of the innate realm, there must be a powerful existence behind it, otherwise the bloodline would have been swallowed up long ago!"

Hearing the old monk's words, Long Yun confirmed the guess in his heart!

More than 100 cultivators stood there neatly, and the beast tide did not surge like the last outbreak, but stopped after surrounding the town.

For a while, the low roar of the demon beast kept coming, making the whole town seem chaotic.

"Whew-" A powerful aura suddenly shrouded down, causing all the cultivators' faces to change, and with a flower in front of them, two huge figures had already passed through the beast tide and were suspended in mid-air.

Looking at the two huge figures in mid-air, all the cultivators gasped, these were two dragons, one large and one small.

The body of the big dragon was a hundred zhang long, coiled in mid-air, and its copper bell-like eyes swept over everyone one by one, and the cultivators who were swept by his gaze were like falling into an ice cave, and a chill instantly surged all over the body.

And the smaller dragon is the black dragon rescued in Yandang Mountain yesterday.

Above the black dragon's head, a shadow marten sat there, squeaking and not knowing what to think.

"Brother, it's the Great Spirit!" Chu Xuan looked at Hei Jiao and whispered, "That big dragon, is it her mother?"

Long Yun nodded and said, "It should be, the child has suffered so much grievance, and the mother is here to seek justice for him!"

With that, he looked to the left!

The eight disciples of Qingzong who had joined forces to besiege Heijiao were all shrunk in the crowd at this moment, deliberately covering their figures, and they were all too familiar with this scene.

At the same time, he also guessed the other party's intentions in his heart, and his face became extremely ugly!

"Those who besiege my child, stand up, I will not embarrass the others!" the big black Jiao actually said to everyone.

As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators understood what was going on, and immediately you looked at me, I looked at you, and asked each other who it was.

"Hei Jiao senior!" A white-shirted disciple stood up and bowed to the big black Jiao and said, "Back then, my righteous path sect once reached an agreement with Yandang Mountain, we will not interfere with each other, if you launch the beast tide again like this, I am afraid that you will be dissatisfied by my righteous path master, and it will likely lead to the outbreak of a great war at that time!"

Da Heijiao's gaze instantly turned cold, and he said, "Are you threatening me, which sect are you a disciple?"

"Juniors don't dare!" This white-shirted disciple is also a powerhouse in the innate realm, he is not very old, and he has such a cultivation at such an age, he must be one of the eight righteous sects in Zhongzhou.

Facing the cold aura of the Great Black Jiao, the face of the Baishan disciple also changed slightly, and he immediately continued: "Your child has not been harmed, if you can, please also ask the seniors to open up, and my Cloud Gate will definitely remember the great kindness of the seniors!"

All the disciples of the cultivator sect focused their eyes on this white-shirted disciple, Cloud Gate, which controls the south of Zhongzhou Bafang, is extremely powerful, and the sect is also a master like a cloud.

No wonder he dared to speak out like this in the face of the powerful Black Jiao, it turned out to be a disciple of Yunmen.

Hearing the word Cloud Gate, Da Hei Jiao's gaze also shrank, and then said: "Boy, although you are from Cloud Gate, you are just a junior disciple, your elders are still a little respectful when they see me, and you also want to tell me the conditions, but it is not enough!"

When the white-shirted disciple saw everyone's envious eyes, a sense of pride arose in his heart, but Da Heijiao's words made him lose face.

His face also became extremely embarrassed.

"Boy, I won't say much, this time the beast tide is aimed at you, or that sentence, hand over the eight people who besiege my child, otherwise, I will wash this town in blood!"

The white-shirted disciple's face changed greatly, he knew that his cultivation was a world of difference compared to the big black Jiao in front of him, and if people didn't give him face, he had no way at all.

To be able to talk to myself like this, I am afraid that I am also selling the face of the elders in my sect, otherwise I am afraid that I would have already killed myself.

Thinking of this, the corners of the white-shirted disciple's mouth couldn't help but hook up a wry smile, and he shook his head and said, "Who made it?"

The eight members of the Qingzong were already trembling at this moment, and they didn't dare to say a word, their faces were extremely ugly, and they might be able to win the title of a hero if they died.

If you don't agree, I'm afraid that the whole town will be destroyed because of yourself in the next moment.

Just as their hearts were swaying, the old monk Duyu suddenly stepped forward, and he didn't see how he urged the true qi, and his body was suspended like that, far away from the big black Jiao.

"Amitabha, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, your child is attacked, as a mother, you come out to vent your anger for him, it is forgivable, but when is the time for retribution, donor, your child has not been harmed, more is better than less, or retreat!" Du Yu clasped his hands together and said slightly.

Da Heijiao's gaze fell on Du Yu, and a look of vigilance flashed in his eyes, and he immediately spoke: "You are a disciple of the Zen Duzi generation?"

Du Yu nodded and said, "Yes!"

"No wonder you can have such a cultivation, you do have the qualifications to negotiate with me, but, great monk, although your cultivation surpasses mine, but to protect so many people, I'm afraid you can't take care of it!"

Du Yu said: "Life and death have their own fixed numbers, poor monks only act according to their hearts, try to do a good job, the Buddha is above, and he will never punish the poor monks for this!"

"So, are you going to fight me?" the big black Jiao's gaze instantly calmed down!

"If the monks are compassionate, how can they fight and kill? But God has the virtue of a good life, if the donor wants to kill on a large scale, the poor monk will definitely stop it!" Du Yu said lightly.