There is the art of assimilation in the left side of the door, which talks about shaping a special environment and cultivating a special group through one's own bloodline and breath, and can be assimilated and devoured at certain critical moments, greatly improving one's self-cultivation and making a qualitative change in strength in a short time.

The old man in the Taoist robe used his own blood to shape the jungle, and let the red tiger select orphans to cultivate from an early age, educate them to be loyal to Venerable Mei, and have a belief in him beyond reason, to a certain extent, these are his own strengths.

If he unfortunately encounters a crisis situation, he can withdraw the power of assimilation and make a temporary leap in his strength, if the enemy is really a Xuanyin Hidden Python, even if his strength has made a breakthrough, he will let it have no return.

And if the enemy is a gale qilin, although Venerable Mei can't beat it, he can still be invincible, but if it is the last kind of guess, the old man in the Taoist robe sinks slightly, if it is like that, even if he uses all his means, there is no possibility of victory, and he can only escape.

Thinking of this, Venerable Mei clenched his fists, and inadvertently sped up again, like a fluorescent lightning passing through the darkness, the tall and dense jungle was already in sight, less than five miles away from him.

The jungle is still the original jungle, there is no change in appearance, the dimness of the light has no effect on the demon venerable's vision, the eyes are ordinary scenes, but it gives Venerable Mei an inexplicable sense of danger, and faintly smells a faint smell of blood.

Before the team to Shacheng left, the old man in the Taoist robe gave a death order, asking Gongsun Shu to do a good job of defense, pay attention to all kinds of movements around him, and not act rashly when encountering the situation, even at night, there are teams patrolling and inspecting.

However, at the edge of the jungle at this moment, the patrol was nowhere to be found, or rather, there was no sign of the existence of a living person, and the insects and birds in the jungle had disappeared without a trace, and even the rustle of the leaves had become invisible, and the darkness was terrifyingly quiet.

The red tiger put two fingers in his mouth, and blew out a rhythmic tone, like the chirping of some kind of bug, which was a code used by the cottage to communicate, but there was no sound in the silent jungle except for the echo.

The old man in the Taoist robe faintly gave birth to some kind of speculation, and quickly evolved into uneasiness in his heart, and encountered those beast tides blocking the way along the way, the purpose was not to completely eliminate himself, but more like a deliberate delay in time, so what is the purpose of delaying time?

That may be the worst outcome!The old man in the Dao robe took a few deep breaths, barely suppressing the strong uneasiness in his heart, and the running Saint Yuan was ready to go, always vigilant of the surrounding environment, and walked into the jungle with the red tiger.

The forest path was just ten miles, and when the two of them passed by, they were more cautious than thousands of miles before, and any slight disturbance could cause them to be highly vigilant, but until the road was finished, they did not hear the slightest movement.

The air was filled with the salty smell of blood, as well as the smell of decay, and as the two of them got closer and closer to the cottage, the two faint tastes became more and more obvious, and Chihu also found something unusual, his eyes were slightly gloomy and his fists were clenched secretly.

The dawn of dawn finally fell in pieces, the clear black and white lines became blurred, the sparse light illuminated the jungle, the darkness retreated behind them like a tide, and the two of them passed safely through the secluded forest, and the scene of the cottage appeared in front of them.

The central area of dense jungle for a few miles was originally a flat and open meadow, with a series of stone houses and wooden buildings built on it, a solid wall built of thorns, and a lonely watchtower, where more than 8,000 people lived and multiplied.

And at this time, except for the black and dead coke, thirsty dark red blood, scattered everywhere

The corpses, there is nothing, the eight thousand people cultivated by Venerable Mei are all buried in the land of birth and raising, and the Gongsun Shu he left behind to protect is also missing.

In the thick gray and black scorched earth in front of me, some corpses are fused with buildings, you have me, I have you, some are not completely gelatinized, and traces of gnawing can be seen, and the rotting flesh and blood are surrounded by maggots, emitting a faint stench.

Years of hard work were ruined, as the direct manager, Chihu's eyes were red, and a bloodthirsty fierce light faintly erupted, and he had always been calm and rarely moved his true anger, his breath fluctuated and turbulent, and his clenched fists crackled.

"Poof!" The old man in the Taoist robe didn't hold back, spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face became gray and withered, as if he was hundreds of years old in an instant, his face twitched, his whole body trembled, and it took a long time to calm down, and he said in a deep voice: "We...... It's planted!"

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"Roar ......"

"Whew......"

"Phew-"

One after another, the roars of the beasts appeared, desolate and ancient and long, like the horn of war, opening the prelude to the dawn.

The distant horizon in the morning light, the dim and dark boundless sky, all sounded one after another, at first it was just a vague black line, and as time progressed, it turned into a hazy shadow again, and the ground trembled slightly.

Dense, boundless, the sky and the earth shake, devastating, the mighty waves swallowed up the desert for thousands of miles, submerged from all directions, leaving only a lonely jungle, like a boat fluttering in the wind and waves, crumbling.

There are all kinds of things that fly in the sky, those that run underground, and those that swim in the earth, everything, thousands, endless, like an ocean of wild beasts, and all the obstacles are wiped out by force.

Heaven and earth are covered by infinite slaughter, as if only those huge figures remain, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot stop the pace of progress, no matter how terrifying the strong people are, they have become fragile and small before the tide that floods the world.

This is the beast tide!

The sky and the earth are occupied by beasts, so dense that they can't find the slightest gap, the surging beast tide stops outside the jungle, and countless bodies surround the dense forest, and there are brute beasts as far as the eye can see, including the beast king and the half-step beast saint.

At the forefront of the beast tide, they held their heads high, overcame thorns and thorns, and unleashed their coercion unscrupulously, it was a full ten fifth-grade beast saints! Looking at the jungle in front of them, their eyes flashed with extremely destructive excitement, and they gave the order to destroy.

Hundreds of huge beast kings, after receiving the order, left the team, and rushed into the dense jungle one after another, under the strong physical attack of the beast king, the ten-zhang tall trees appeared fragile, and the thick trees fell in response to a few blows.

Sawdust flew, earth and rocks splashed, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and hundreds of beast kings unleashed a ferocious destruction, destroying any visible obstacles, advancing from outside the forest to the forest, and in a few moments, the magnificent dense jungle was razed to the ground by the powerful beasts.

The dense tide of beasts also moved forward, stepping on the broken dead branches and wood under their feet, besieging the cottages that had turned into scorched earth, turning into tall walls of flesh that spread for miles, and those who stood at the forefront were the peak beast kings at worst.

The tower-like red tiger was powerless to be angry anymore, and in the face of these mountains and seas of beasts, he could only feel deep powerlessness, the face of the old man in the Taoist robe was still pale, but the horror in his eyes disappeared, and his gaze was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

The ten-headed beast saint did not continue to attack, but took a few steps back and lowered his head, the boundless beast tide behind him was slightly riotous, and the crowded beast king felt terrible oppression, you pushed me to let me squeeze and bite, and withdrew three wide roads.

Immediately after that, a roaring sound exploded, and a raging fire rushed out of the beast tide, leaving clear white marks where it passed, and the scorching heat shattered the space, and the terrifying power contained made those beast saints tremble, lying on the ground and not daring to move.

The roaring fiery waves were rolling, hiding the anger of the beast venerable, like an old man in a Taoist robe shooting straight away, as if he was going to melt him into ashes, although the red tiger couldn't help but tremble, but he subconsciously intervened to block it, and the flames were burning all over his body, casting a flame heavy shield.

The Red Tiger also has a fire attribute bloodline, which can burn the Saint Yuan to burst super combat power, but compared to the flames shot in front of him, it is like a faint flame, which is either directly extinguished by oppression, or ignited by the high temperature of the other party.

Feeling the scorching heat and baking, the red tiger who used the flames as his cultivation resource experienced unimaginable pain for the first time, his face was hideously distorted by the pain, and he never felt that death was so close to him, as if he was about to turn to ashes.

The angry crit of the Seven-Rank Gale Qilin can directly hit even ordinary Venerables, not to mention the peak Demon Saint of the Red Tiger District, if he is the only one who fights alone, there is no other fate except to turn into flying ashes, but fortunately, there is Venerable Mei standing behind him.

At the critical moment, a turquoise barrier was opened, and the cool wood attribute energy was silently fighting against the oncoming raging flames while treating the red tiger's burns, and the two forces were rapidly consumed, and a strong conflict could be felt across the barrier.

After all, the old man in the Dao robe was only a peak demon venerable, no better than the existence of the Gale Qilin, the green barrier was quickly evaporated by the high temperature, but the burning flame was still half left, and another pillar of turquoise light burst out, which made the remaining power collapse.

However, the crisis was not over yet, the extremely penetrating roar continued to sound, the old man in the Dao robe's face became more and more pale, his face twitched slightly in pain, and the red tiger was even more violently shocked and bleeding, and his brain seemed to be churning with flames.

Torment, torment, fear, and grievance, the Gale Qilin was furious, and the attack would not stop, and before the Red Tiger consciousness fell into darkness, he could only vaguely see the sky above, and the continuous materialized hurricane roared, enveloping the absolute terrifying heat.

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After a while, the attack stopped, the scorched earth under his feet burned several times, completely turning into flowing magma, and Venerable Mei only had a foothold left under his feet, his hair and beard were scorched and curly, his brand-new Dao robe was shattered and ragged, and his body was covered with large and small scorch marks.

In the face of the repeated bombardment of the Gale Qilin, even Venerable Mei was covered in bruises, just the Red Tiger at the peak of the Demon Saint would not have a complete corpse left, and it had already merged into the surrounding magma, mixed with the people he cultivated.

After venting his anger, the Gale Qilin hung over the thick fire cloud, two huge red eyes, staring at the embarrassed Venerable Mei, Venerable Mei smiled miserably and shook his head, but did not look at him, looking at the passage on the other side of the beast tide.

The Xuanyin Hidden Python was unhurried, wagging its long tail and spitting out the snake letter, and slowly swam out of the passage, the most terrifying guess came true!

At this moment, Venerable Mei was extremely calm, even if he saw the two beast venerables appear at the same time, he only sighed that his prediction was good, only looking at the third passage, faintly curious and surprised, and the two beast venerables joined forces, could it be the other beast venerable?

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