Among those present, except for Jiang Mo, Ling Qingzhu and Ling Qingxuan were the strongest, but even so, their physical strength gradually lost up.

Although the toxicity of the ghost bat is not very violent, it has a paralyzing effect, and once it is ingested too much, its mobility will be greatly reduced.

In the end, it was still inevitable that he would be injured and defeated.

The Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword in Jiang Mo's hand slashed out, and the fierce and domineering sword light directly killed a ghost bat, but there were too many of them, and it was not a way to go on like this.

"I can only try the power of the Eight Desolations Burning Sky Flame," Jiang Mo said secretly in his heart, "I don't know if the power of the flame can drive away these beasts!"

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Mo's mind moved slightly, and the soles of his feet were gently chopped on the ground, and suddenly the fallen leaves flew, centered on where Jiang Mo was, and a blazing force suddenly swept away!

In the next moment, the overwhelming cyan flames bombarded towards the shadow bat that flew down.

The Ling Qingzhu sisters and the many female disciples of the Ling Yan Pavilion were all protected by this curtain of flames.

With the sweep of this cyan flame, the temperature between this heaven and earth suddenly rose several times, and the fallen leaves in the forest all spontaneously combusted, making a crackling burning sound.

"Squeak ----"

There were several shadow bats, and the speed of the swoop was too fast, even if they saw the cyan flames that swept out, they didn't have time to dodge, and rushed straight forward.

The cyan flames suddenly enveloped in, burning the shadowed bats into nothingness in an instant, and the smell of burning permeated the air.

The remaining shadow bats, which stopped their bodies in time, suddenly let out a strange cry of terror, and did not dare to approach.

They hovered around the periphery of the cyan curtain of flames, making menacing, screeching noises.

"It seems that these beasts are really still afraid of something!" Looking at this scene, Jiang Mo smiled and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

Originally, he was reluctant to expose all his hole cards, but the losses of Lingyan Pavilion were too heavy, if it was too late, I am afraid that these people would be wiped out.

The shadow bats still refused to give up, the thin periosteal wings behind them vibrated and a thick black mist erupted from their sharp mouths.

The black poisonous mist covered the curtain of flames, and it was purified by the Eight Desolation Burning Heavenly Flames in an instant, and it could not threaten the people inside at all.

"Young Master Jiang Mo, his martial vein turned out to be a flame martial vein!" Ling Qingzhu said in surprise and joy.

What was surprising was that Jiang Mo's martial vein was actually a waste martial vein in the mouth of the world, but it could still burst out with such a powerful power.

Happily, he stopped those shadow bats and saved everyone's lives again.

Ling Qingzhu was grateful to Jiang Mo in her heart at this time, and at the same time she admired it, since she was a child, she had never met any man who was as good as Jiang Mo.

In her eyes, Jiang Mo was like a mysterious black hole, firmly attracting all her attention.

The younger sister Ling Qingxuan and the female disciples who had never been in a coma in Ling Yan Pavilion were all glazed with peach blossom eyes, looking at Jiang Mo's emaciated figure stupidly.

Under the scorching heat of the Eight Desolations, a black aura gradually emerged from the body of the shadow bat, and it floated out, as if something had melted from their bodies.

They were frightened away from the curtain of flames, although they were a little unwilling, but with their low intelligence, they also knew that the young human man in front of them did not seem to be so easy to provoke!

"Twitter ---"

The shadow bat, which was a few points larger, screamed, and then flew towards the air, and the rest of the shadow bats also turned around and flew away.

After confirming that these beasts had left, Jiang Mo dispersed the Eight Desolation Burning Heavenly Flames, and the corpses of those ghost bats on the ground were burned to ashes.

There was sweat on his forehead, and the corners of his lips were a little pale, urging the Eight Desolations Burning Heavenly Flame to such a form, which really consumed Yuan Force and Divine Mind Power.

After taking a few deep breaths, Jiang Mo took out an elixir that restored Yuan Force and swallowed it in his mouth.

"Are you okay, Young Master Jiang Mo?" Ling Qingzhu hurriedly stepped forward, and asked with concern in his beautiful eyes.

If there is no Jiang Mo today, I am afraid that all the people here will stay here.

It was only at this time that Ling Qingzhu realized how useful the young man her sister had found at the beginning!

"Out of the way, just take a break. After refining the elixir, a trace of blood appeared on Jiang Mo's pale face.

His gaze fell on the female disciple of Lingyan Pavilion who was poisoned and unconscious, and then said, "They were just poisoned by the ghost bat, and now they are in a coma, and there is no danger to their lives." ”

"However, if it drags on for a long time, it is difficult to say what sequelae will be left. Jiang Mo said seriously.

Seeing Jiang Mo's slightly serious face, Ling Qingxuan was also very worried, these female disciples were the core strength of Ling Yan Pavilion, each of them had the strength of a great martial artist or above, if there was any irreversible damage, it would be a great loss.

"Sister Ying, I don't know if you have any good way to treat these sisters of Ling Yan Pavilion?" Ling Qingxuan turned to look at the third-order alchemist.

This middle-aged woman-looking third-order alchemist looked like she was forty years old, and in order to show her respect, Ling Qingxuan called her Sister Ying, but there was no problem.

The third-order alchemist known as Sister Ying had a somewhat cold complexion, and he looked very arrogant, as if as an alchemist, he was born above ordinary people.

"It can be cured. Sister Ying's mouth moved slightly, and she spit out two words.

"Then please Sister Ying and treat these sisters quickly. Ling Qingzhu pleaded.

"Hmm. Sister Ying nodded, then glanced at Jiang Mo and walked towards the unconscious female disciples.

On her slightly thick arm, there was a string of storage prayer beads, as an alchemist, this kind of space treasure that ordinary people would not dare to think of, but the alchemist could have it.

She stroked the rosary from the storage bead, and suddenly a medicine pod about three feet in size came out, and then took out some medicinal herbs.

"The toxin of this shadow bat is difficult to solve, but it still can't help me. Between Sister Ying's words, there is a strong sense of conceit.

"Then there is Sister Lao Ying. Ling Qingzhu said with a smile on her face, if it weren't for the safety of these female disciples of Ling Yan Pavilion, she wouldn't have been so quiet.

As he spoke, the third-order alchemist took out a few orange flame stones and threw them under the medicine pod, which was immediately ignited.

Looking at her slightly clumsy technique, Jiang Mo secretly felt funny.

I really don't know where this so-called 'Sister Ying' got so much confidence to think that she can solve the poison of the shadow bat!

(End of chapter)