Soon after crossing the river.

Suddenly, a strong smell of blood floated in the air.

Everyone quickened their pace and found that on the scorched earth in front of them, there were several corpses of men in long robes, all covered in blood, with severed heads and arms, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

"It's my disciple of Qingshan Academy!"

Mo Chen's face changed, he hurriedly swept over, turned over the body of a disciple, fixed his eyes, and exclaimed, "Senior Brother Wang! ”

The other three male disciples of Qingshan Academy immediately ran over to check on the other corpses, and they all recognized the identities of those corpses, and the expressions on their faces became extremely ugly.

"Be careful!"

At this moment, Luo Fei suddenly spoke: "These corpses don't taste right!" ”

Mo Chen and the three male disciples were stunned for a moment, and before they could react, the corpse in front of them suddenly opened their eyes, raised their claws, and stabbed them in the heart with a "swish"!

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”

The three male disciples were defenseless, and their entire bodies were directly pierced by sharp claws, killing them on the spot!

And the claw that grabbed Mo Chen's heart just pierced into his skin, and was suddenly blocked by a golden light, unable to take a single step!

Mo Chen's face changed greatly, and the folding fan in his hand slashed out like a knife, directly cutting off the sharp claw, and his body retreated rapidly!

In the blink of an eye, three more disciples of Qingshan Academy died tragically!

Mo Chen was shocked and angry, the folding fan in his hand unfolded, the golden light burst out, and a series of words gushed out, turning into countless sword shadows, suspended in front of him.

The corpses lying on the ground suddenly stood up, their mouths cracked, revealing two rows of sharp fangs, their hands gave birth to sharp claws like knives, and their whole bodies began to swell and expand, bursting the robes on their bodies, turning into several tall green-skinned monsters with horns on their heads, all of which were full of demonic energy and murderous aura.

They first killed those disciples of Qingshan Academy, and then transformed into their appearance, lying here waiting for a sneak attack.

If Luo Fei hadn't discovered it in advance, they would definitely have continued to wait until all the people entered their sneak attack range!

"Demons! Suffer death! ”

Mo Chen shouted angrily, with a finger of the folding fan in his hand, the sword shadow suspended in front of him was about to shoot out, but suddenly the light dimmed, and they all collapsed and disappeared.

Mo Chen's body shook suddenly, and he almost fell.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, I was hit by my Nine Poisonous White Bone Claws, and I didn't obediently lie on the ground waiting to die, and I even wanted to do it with us, are you an old monster in your infancy?"

One of the monsters, grinning.

Mo Chen felt a sharp pain in his heart at this time, and when he looked down, the place that was pierced by the sharp claws turned inky black, and thick black blood was flowing out.

And the strength of his whole body is slowly disappearing, and the spiritual power in the Danhai is also dead silent, and it can no longer be urged.

"Senior brother!"

He stumbled for a while, and was about to fall to the ground, but Luo Xiaoduo immediately stepped forward to support him.

"Why, don't you kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Those monsters looked at Chu Yifeng and the others, and said with contempt on their faces: "Little things, you are at most only cultivating in the late stage of the Qi refining period, and without the sword of righteous qi of Wen Dao, do you think that just a few of you want to escape from the minions of this seat?" ”

"Ten Thousand Swords Shower!"

Chu Yifeng didn't talk nonsense with it, and went straight to it.

The sky is full of sword rain, and "swish" falls!

"Humph! Insect carving skills! ”

One of the tallest blue-faced monsters suddenly raised his hands and roared angrily, and a black light rushed up into the sky, like a black giant net, directly intercepting those sword rains and sucking them in!

The sky was full of sword rain, but not a single sword fell, and it was swallowed up in an instant!

This scene immediately startled Chu Yifeng and several disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

"Foundation building period!"

This blue-faced monster turned out to be a foundation building period monster!

The hearts of the disciples suddenly sank.

Chu Yifeng quietly took out the jade card and was about to ask for help, but the strange thing was that the spiritual power could not enter the jade card, and the message could not be sent out at all!

The tall blue-faced monster sneered, and said sarcastically, "Want to ask for help? Before you enter this area, this seat has already set up a large prison spirit array, blocking this place, and no news can be sent out! Of course, after you die, this seat can help you send it on your behalf, so that your fellow disciples will rush over and continue to die! ”

The other monsters all laughed sharply.

"Get down on your knees! Take the initiative to give your soul and flesh and blood, and this seat can give you a good time! Otherwise......"

The blue-faced monster smiled fiercely, and the ground around it suddenly rolled with mud, and a skeleton with Bai Sensen crawled out of the ground, endlessly, more than the white bones in the river before!

In the blink of an eye, all the places around him were full of dense white bones, as if tens of thousands of troops were murderous!

The faces of the disciples turned pale, and their hearts began to despair.

Su Yan and Qianyue Li both approached Luo Fei, pulled out the sword at their waists, and protected him in the middle.

Chu Yifeng and the other disciples were ready to fight hard.

At this time, Mo Chen suddenly looked at Chu Yifeng, and pleaded in a sad voice: "Senior Brother Chu, please ask you for one thing, not for me, but for you on behalf of the entire Qingshan Academy." ”

Chu Yifeng's heart was shocked, he clenched the sword in his hand, looked at him and said, "Senior Brother Mo, please speak." ”

Mo Chen slowly turned his head and looked at the girl beside him, his lips darkened, and said, "Little ...... Xiao Duo, she can't die...... I beg you on behalf of the entire Castle Peak Academy, save her...... Get her out ......"

Chu Yifeng looked at this petite girl, and suddenly felt that the matter was even more serious, and the entire Qingshan Academy ...... This kind of weight, even his entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect, can't afford it.

How to save?

He was unable to protect himself.

Just when he didn't know how to answer, Luo Xiaoduo suddenly handed Mo Chen to him and said, "Senior Brother Chu, you are optimistic about my senior brother." ”

Chu Yifeng was stunned for a moment and supported Mo Chen.

Mo Chen hurriedly said, "Xiao Duo, you ...... What are you doing? ”

Luo Xiaoduo didn't answer, with a flick of his wrist, he took out a piece of golden empty paper and a white jade brush from the storage bracelet.

The golden empty paper actually floated in front of her, spreading out on its own, motionless, as if waiting for something.

Mo Chen's heart was shocked, and he lost his voice: "Xiao Duo! You...... Do you want to sing your own poems? ”

Ming poems are not simply writing poems, but need a specific pen and paper, but also need a certain combination of literary tone and the literary power in the body, a poem that has never appeared in the sea of literature and Taoism in this world, with the sky as the eye, the earth as the case, and the text as the heart, written on a specific gold paper, so as to cause the resonance of heaven and earth, inhale the power of the Tao, and give her equivalent power.

However, not all poems have this opportunity, and most poems are just a waste of time and paper.

There have been many years in Qingshan Academy, where no one has written poems on their own, which has resonated with heaven and earth, and there are also very few people in the literature and Taoism who can take the initiative to write poems and practice, and most of them use the poems and songs handed down by their predecessors to cultivate.

At this kind of life-and-death juncture, this girl has to sing a poem by herself, how can she not surprise Mo Chen?

It's a complete waste of the best time to escape, a waste of your physical and mental strength!

Regardless of whether it is successful or not, it will take a lot of physical and literary power, as well as mental power, to sing poems on your own, and how to escape when the time comes?

Mo Chen was anxious and wanted to stop it, but Luo Xiaoduo had already put pen to paper, as if he didn't think twice and didn't pause.

"Purple smoke ...... the sunshine incense burner"

When the first line of the poem came out, the whole dim sky suddenly lit up!

And the goose-yellow skirt on her body also began to be windless.

Mo Chen's body was shocked, and when he looked up, the dark clouds dispersed, and there seemed to be a light in the sky, about to break through the clouds!

"Looking at the waterfall from afar!"

When the second line of the poem came out, the already bright sky was getting brighter and brighter, and those clouds suddenly flowed rapidly, like a huge river, rushing across the whole sky!

At the same time, Luo Xiaoduo's whole body suddenly lit up with a layer of golden light.

At this time, those monsters finally felt that something was wrong, and a creepy and chilling feeling arose!

"Kill! Kill! ”

The blue-faced monster roared angrily, and with those few monsters, he pounced on him with a hideous face.

The dense army of white bones around also rushed forward with a strange scream.

"Flying down 3,000 feet......"

When the third line of the poem came out, the clouds that were rushing quickly in the sky suddenly fell from the sky, like a waterfall hanging upside down, rolling down!

The whole earth seemed to shake!

The sky, underground, seems to be roaring with thunder, from far and near!

"Quick! Protect my sister! ”

Mo Chen's face was red with excitement, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he suddenly broke free of Chu Yifeng's arm, held a folding fan, and stood in front of Luo Xiaoduo, his body trembling because of excitement.

Needless to say, everyone knows that at this time, this girl who caused the vision of heaven and earth will be their last hope!

They must fend off this first wave of attacks and buy her time!

"Bang!"

Luo Fei waved his fist and smashed a white bone's head, and when he turned his head to look, Luo Xiaoduo didn't continue to write, but was twisting his head to look at him, blinking his big black eyes, and said with an embarrassed face: "The last sentence, I forgot ......"

"Smack!"

Mo Chen fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was beaten or frightened.