A little girl looked at Xiao Yong and shouted in the direction they were flying from, "God has come to save us!

An old man knelt on the ground with teary eyes, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed down to Xiao Yong, his forehead touched the ground, and his mouth whimpered, "It's really God, God has come to save us!"

Some of the remaining people knelt on the ground by themselves, and some children knelt down with a child who was not much younger than themselves, and all bowed to Xiao Yong and his party.

The first to strike was Yingzi, Qi Lin, and Xiao Han, who stabbed a sword at the three jackals at the same time when they were still thirty miles away from the town. Although the sword stabbed from thirty miles away could not cause them harm, it succeeded in attracting their attention, and also brought the attention of those who were alive.

These three jackals rushed out of the Qingfeng Canyon and were seriously injured after the thunderstorm, so they set off together after most of the fierce beasts left, and went out day and night until they found this mortal village and town. Eager to replenish their energy, they did not have the concept of mortals and monks, and after killing the only three martial kings in the village and town, they flew to three positions to surround the town, and soon attacked in the middle.

The three jackals had just eaten seventy percent of the population of the village when they saw four human monks flying in, one with a pig standing on his shoulder, and the other with a flamingo squatting on his shoulder. The jackal in the west rolled his tail and smashed the sword beam that flew towards him, and said gloomily, "I think the energy of these human beings is not enough, three Martial Emperors in the middle stage and one in the early Martial Emperor period, very good!"

The jackal rose into the air and surrounded Xiao Yong and his party. Jackals are fierce beasts, and in the case of a group, even if they are one level lower, they will attack the monks of one level higher, not as good as wolves, but not much worse.

Xiao Yong let out a low shout, "Retreat!" and turned around and flew towards the road. He didn't want to fight here, that would cause the people of the village to be hurt twice, and it would be more likely to destroy the village.

Qi Lin and the others also turned around and left, and Xiaolong asked in a low voice, "Boss, how do you fight?"

Xiao Yong laughed and said, "Aren't you going to roar? Turning to look at the little phoenix, "You try your flame." Then he said to Qi Lin and the others, "One of you cooperates with Xiaolong, and the two follow behind Xiaophoenix." ”

The speed of Xiao Yong's party was not fast, because the jackals were not flying fast, and they couldn't be left behind, so they had to catch up. When he was four miles away, Xiao Yong quickly turned around and slashed at the jackal in the middle, and a knife rushed towards it, cutting off a body of dog hair.

After slashing out, Xiao Yong flew backwards, looking at the three jackals who were angry and desperately chasing.

When the distance between the two sides was still thirty zhang, Xiao Yong swept another sword, and the knife swept towards the three jackals again, and they jumped up at the same time, avoiding the sweeping knife, and flew towards this side at a faster speed.

When he was fifteen zhang away, Xiao Yong shouted, "Fight!"

Xiaolong flew towards Qi Lin on the left, blocking in front of her, while Yingzi and Xiao Han on the right quickly gathered together, sword in hand, and stared coldly at the jackal on the opposite side.

When it was eight zhang away, Xiao Yong's side attacked at the same time. Xiao Yong and Xiaolong's dragon roar were sent out almost at the same time, and the little phoenix's Danhuo and Yingzi and Xiao Han's swords were sent out at the same time; Qi Lin was probably shocked by Xiaolong's dragon roar, and his sword lagged behind a little.

After Xiao Yong's dragon roar was issued, he stepped forward, not slashing at the jackal in front of him, but slashing at Yingzi and the others in front of them, although the head was attacked by the little phoenix flame and the sword of the two, but it still rushed towards them fearlessly. A single slash struck it at the back of the neck, sending it tumbling to the ground.

Yingzi and Xiao Han followed closely, and the two swords pierced into the jackal's body at the same time, and the flames of the little phoenix directly burned the wound that Xiao Yong had chopped, burning a large hole a foot wide around the exposed bones.

Yingzi took out a spiritual power ball, shouted softly, "Retreat!" and threw the spiritual power ball into the big hole.

The spiritual power ball exploded, and the hole was widened again, and the two swords were drawn, and two streams of jackal blood rose to the sky, and the fishy smell immediately dispersed to all sides. The little phoenix "chirped" and shouted, "It stinks!" The flames in its mouth spurted towards the jackal's blood.

Xiao Yong and Qi Lin's next battle was very simple. Xiao Yong's opponent had already fainted to death and had his head cut off with a single sword, while Qi Lin's opponent was only dizzy, but she stabbed it in one eye with a "rain sword" and slashed it sideways in the neck, splitting its body with two consecutive swords.

Xiaolong squatted on Xiao Yong's shoulder, and said with some embarrassment, "Boss, your soul power is really incomparable now, much stronger than this king." ”

Xiao Yong's heart moved, he didn't expect to fight with the soul dragon just now, that was his latest way. He responded to Xiaolong and said, "You are a Martial King, if you compare this Martial Emperor." Are you the boss, or am I the boss?"

Qi Lin smiled softly, "Xiaolong, you can't compare with your boss, you have to compare with us." Relative to us, you are still very strong, so you are mentally balanced. ”

Xiaolong said very seriously, "Sister-in-law, this can't be compared to you. You haven't cultivated Long Xiao, so there's no way to compare, and besides, the boss said that if you want to compare, you have to compare with the strong. ”

Xiao Han's cold voice came, "You mean we are weak?"

The little phoenix squatted on Yingzi's shoulder and hummed, "Treat yourself as a treasure, this king sees you as a grass, a very ordinary grass." ”

The swift battle just now was invisible to those in the distance, for the distance was nearly three hundred and twenty miles, and mortals could not see clearly, but they all saw the fire spewed by the little phoenix, and the old man shouted with a crying voice, "Lord, please take us away!" The rest of the survivors did not know why, but they also shouted in unison.

Xiao Yong was about to leave, but Yingzi said, "Brother, let's go to that village and town, the young man is basically dead." Let them stay here, and sooner or later the whole clan will be destroyed. ”

Xiaolong muttered, "We have already saved them, do we still have to be responsible for the end? Let them enter the boss's town? It will cost spirit stones." Up to now, I haven't found a single spirit stone. ”

Qi Lin also said, "Let's go over and have a look, and if possible, take them to a safe place." You don't have to enter Zhending, there are more than 50 people, we can fly with us, and besides, they still have three martial artists. ”

Xiao Han nodded, "Indeed, Zhending can't be exposed at will, otherwise the open guns and hidden arrows in the future will not be able to prevent it." ”

Xiao Yong and Xiaolong followed them and flew towards the town, where there were only forty-six people now, only five between the ages of sixteen and fifty, one warrior, three martial artists and one martial monarch, and three people over fifty years old were all martial monarchs. The rest were under the age of sixteen, and there were six samurai.

Seeing the team that rescued them flying, the three old men led everyone to kneel on the ground and shouted, "Thank God for saving us!"

For this way of thanking, Xiao Yong felt a little uncomfortable. As a martial monarch and a monk, why is there a mortal etiquette?

Qi Lin said softly, "Get up." We are not gods, just ordinary monks. I would like to ask a question, why do you live in such a remote place when you are so low, and don't there be any fierce beasts that attack you?"

An old man said sadly, "Originally, there was an ancient formation in our town, and there was also a martial king. But recently, two monks discovered the formation the day before yesterday and destroyed it, causing our town to be exposed to the world, which led to today's disaster. ”

Xiaolong muttered, "A martial artist, even turning the outside world into a secular world, is really speechless, I don't know where he learned his tone." ”

Xiao Han looked at Xiao Yong, "Brother, why don't we go find that formation and see what is wonderful about it, it can actually protect such a mortal village and town." "If you don't enter the Martial King, you are all mortals, and it makes sense for Xiao Han to say this.

Xiao Yong nodded, he was also very interested in this kind of formation, so he asked the old man, "Your formation, is it that others can't come in or can't find you?"

The old man replied respectfully, "We don't know this very well, but no one has ever come in. ”

Xiao Yong continued to ask, "Who helped you build the formation?"

The old man glanced at Xiao Yong and bowed to him, "Hui Zun God was built by the ancestor of my clan. Then he cautiously asked, "May I ask which god used fire to fight just now?"

Yingzi asked, "Why are you asking this?"

The old man snorted and said, "All the gods saved my clan today, and I am the patriarch of the clan, and I am willing to bring the gods who can emit flames to the ancestral land to repay them." ”

Xiao Yong glanced at the old man, turned to Qi Lin and Xiao Han and said, "You guys wait here, let's take a look." Then he said to the little dragon, "You stay here too." ”

Qi Lin said, "Let's go together." We don't go in, we're waiting for you outside. ”

Xiaolong muttered, "There are only two possibilities for a descendant to become like this, one is that the bloodline is cursed or sealed, and the other is that the bloodline is decayed. ”

Xiao Yong and his entourage followed the old man slowly, and Xiao Yong also asked him about the origin of this family.

When they learned that this family came from the Shenlong Continent and was a god's guardian family, Xiao Yong's brothers and sisters felt incredible. How is this possible? The descendants of the god's guardian family have actually become like this, the highest realm rank is a martial artist, and in the Longming Continent, which is rich in spiritual power, it is not as barren as the Longxing Continent. But it didn't interrupt him.

This family has lived here for nearly 100,000 years, and there is still the Martial Empress period at the earliest, and the later to the present, the most can advance to the Martial King. The people of the family couldn't figure out why cultivation was so difficult.

Today, I brought the monks who could emit flames to the ancestral land, firstly, to repay them, because without their rescue, the family would have been completely destroyed, and secondly, since the establishment of the ancestral land, no one in the family has been able to break out.

According to ancestral legend, in order to enter the ancestral land, there must be flames, and no one in the whole clan has ever appeared with flames.

After the two monks broke the formation the day before yesterday, they searched around the villages and towns, trying to find out something different, but when they saw that there were only three martial kings at the highest level in the villages and towns, they left immediately without asking a word.