Ming Han is a great grandmaster at the peak of the eighth order, he has been famous for a long time, although he has not formed any forces, he also has several children, and they are all grandmaster-level cultivators.

There were no powerful forces within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, so after the news of the six-winged blood mosquito came out, the first people who came here were some scattered cultivators, relying on their own cultivation and the strength of their children, and then under the pressure of the Three Poison Sect, Ming Han integrated these scattered cultivators.

Everyone is a smart person, and they know that once they wait for the people of the Three Poison Sect to come, then these six-winged blood mosquitoes will basically have nothing to do with them, and they will even have to worry about their deaths, so they must take down the six-winged blood mosquito as soon as possible, and then run away as soon as possible.

After a brief exchange, chaired by Minghan, everyone quickly drew up a battle plan.

"Brother Feng, it's up to you!"

The eyes of Ming Han and the others converged on a burly man, this person was also an eighth-order grand master, and he had an incomparably powerful group attack method, and then those peripheral mosquito demons had to rely on this person to solve it.

The burly man surnamed Feng didn't say anything, took out a huge drum the size of eight zhang, and smashed it towards the giant drum with two huge drumsticks in his hand, and there were bursts of majestic drumming.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The dull drum beat became more and more urgent, and everyone's heartbeat also accelerated, and then resonated with themselves, but the frequency of this resonance was too fast, and after a while, everyone felt dizzy, and there was a faint tearing feeling in their viscera.

Even a few eighth-order great grandmasters were faintly uncomfortable, and they couldn't help but feel a little jealous of the burly man surnamed Feng.

This kind of group attack method is very special, not only has a wide range of attacks, but also can surge in power over time, and if there is enough time, even this drum can threaten them as great masters.

Several Eighth-Order Great Grandmasters all felt uncomfortable, not to mention those powerhouses with low strength, if they hadn't retreated a hundred miles away earlier, and the drumbeat they had endured had been weakened a lot, I am afraid that they would have all been shattered and severely injured by now.

And although the overall strength and body of the demon beast are stronger than those of the human warriors, it is also difficult to resist the more terrifying drumbeat of this power, and after a while, the mosquito demons whose strength is lower than the fourth order were all shattered, followed by the fourth-order mosquito demon, and then the fifth-order mosquito demon also suffered a lot of damage.

Although the mosquito demon had low intelligence, it was not without the slightest intelligence, and soon those sixth-order mosquito demons gathered the remaining fifth-order mosquito demons and attacked those great grandmasters.

The closer you get to the drum, the greater the power becomes, and when those mosquito demons are about to fly over, the fifth-order mosquito demons in it finally can't support it, and their bodies are shattered, and at this moment, the great grandmaster surnamed Feng is also pale, his breath is vain, and the loss is obviously not small.

"Brother Ming, I have to rely on you next!"

The Great Grandmaster surnamed Feng arched his hand to Ming Han, then put away the giant drum and resolutely retreated to the rear.

The blow just now had already consumed most of his qi and blood, and at this moment, his strength was not one in ten, and it was obviously unwise to start a war with those mosquito demons in this state.

And he didn't believe in the distribution plan negotiated by Minghan and the others, so he had to find a secluded place to quickly recover the consumption at this moment, and then get enough benefits in the next battle with the six-winged blood mosquito.

"Everyone, Brother Feng has already dealt with the miscellaneous soldiers, and it's up to us next!"

Pulling out the war knife behind his back, Ming Han took the lead and killed those sixth-order mosquito demons, and the hundreds of zhang long swords were invincible, causing huge damage to those sixth-order mosquito demons.

Not to be outdone, several other great grandmasters drew their divine weapons and attacked those mosquito demons.

Although the demon beasts are generally stronger than the Terran warriors of the same level, at this moment, several Terran powerhouses are all eighth-order great grandmasters, and they are two great ranks stronger than those mosquito demons, which is enough to kill them in seconds.

It didn't take much effort for those thousands of sixth-order mosquito demons to be slaughtered.

However, before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, a bloody light suddenly shot out from the mountain in front of them, and then one of the great grandmasters was captured before he could even scream.

"Everyone be careful, it's the six-winged blood mosquito that has shot!"

Ming Han, who had the deepest cultivation, was the first to react, holding a long knife and staring at the blood-red figure in the sky, all the great grandmasters turned their heads to look at it, and they couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts.

I saw a blood-colored mosquito demon with three pairs of wings standing in the sky, scarred himself, and even his abdomen disappeared, obviously suffering a lot of trauma a long time ago, but this still did not change the ferocity of the six-winged blood mosquito.

What frightened everyone was that he was wearing a dried corpse on the mouthparts of the six-winged blood mosquito, which was more than two feet long, and it was the great master who had just been captured by him.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, a great master was devoured into a dry corpse by him, and he didn't even have a chance to resist, and the horror of the six-winged blood mosquito can be seen!

Looking at this scene, Ming Han and the others were extremely jealous, and at the same time secretly regretted their previous recklessness.

Although they had already overestimated the power of the six-winged blood mosquito before, they didn't expect to underestimate it in the end.

As far as the speed of the six-winged blood mosquito just showed, even if they were on guard, it was difficult to resist it, and what was even more terrifying was that the six-winged blood mosquito had a mouthful of weapon, as long as it was stabbed, it would lose its ability to resist and then be devoured into a dried corpse.

The terrifying speed combined with that terrifying mouthpiece is simply an inexplicable ability.

And this is still this six-winged blood mosquito itself has serious injuries, and it is good to be able to exert a layer of strength, if it is in its heyday, they will not even be able to plug their teeth.

But now it's too late to regret it, with the terrifying speed that the six-winged blood mosquito has just shown, they don't have that hope even if they want to retreat.

After understanding this, Minghan and the others all showed a resolute look, and now they had to fight head-on with the six-winged blood mosquito to have a glimmer of life, and they could not afford to retreat.

Let's not talk about the battle here, in a ravine hundreds of miles away, Yun Yi and Nangong Ruyu were hiding in an inverted black bell, and their condition was not very good.

The drum sound displayed by the great grandmaster surnamed Feng just now was too terrifying, even those grandmaster-level Terran powerhouses had to retreat to a hundred miles away to barely be able to resist, although the two of them were Tianjiao-level geniuses, their cultivation was still too low.

If it weren't for the fact that something was wrong in time, they ran out of hundreds of miles at the fastest speed, and the big bell that Nangong Ruyu took out to isolate them, I'm afraid that both of them would have been shattered by the sound of drums like those mosquito demons.

Even so, they also suffered a lot of internal injuries when they fled for their lives, and if it weren't for the strength of the two of them, coupled with good recovery power, I am afraid they would have died.

"Grandma is a bear, it's really hard to take advantage of the cheap here!"

Sensing that the terrifying drum sound had stopped, Nangong Ruyu put away the bell and looked in the previous direction and cursed, feeling very unhappy in her heart.

The farther away from the battlefield, the less easy it is to get benefits, and coupled with their low strength, this makes it even more difficult to get them.

Yun Yi's face was also very ugly, he didn't expect that the attack and killing range of the Eighth Order Great Grandmaster would be so wide, and it could be affected even after running hundreds of miles.

In this state, they simply can't get close to the past, otherwise an aftermath will come and die.

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The Great Elder of the Three Poisons Sect and the others on the other side were also extremely jealous of the strength displayed by the Six-winged Blood Mosquito, and a relatively young black-robed man asked the Great Elder: "Great Elder, with the strength of those guys, I'm afraid they won't be able to take down the Six-winged Blood Mosquito, should we do it in advance?"

Now the situation is already obvious, the strength retained by the six-winged blood mosquito is far beyond their expectations, although the strength of Ming Han and other great masters is not weak, it is impossible to take down the six-winged blood mosquito, and in the end, they will be killed by the six-winged blood mosquito one by one.

Once they lose Ming Han and a few people, it is impossible for these people who came here with their Three Poison Sects to take down the six-winged blood mosquito, and they will still be empty in the end.

"Did you find the blood of the six-winged blood mosquito?"

The Great Elder lifted the hood of his black robe, stared at the blood-red light raging in the sky in the distance, and made a decision in his heart.

"Great Elder, there is only one poisonous spell left in my sect, do you really want to use it on that six-winged blood mosquito?"

Several black-robed people knew what the Great Elder wanted to do, and their faces changed drastically and at the same time, they also felt a little pain.

The poison spell is the ultimate killing move refined by their three poison sects with ninth-order poisonous demon beasts, once it is cast, even if it is a ninth-order powerhouse, it will have to be played, even if the ninth-order demon beast is strong, but it will be reduced by most of its strength.

Although the six-winged blood mosquito is a top-level demon beast, and its resistance to poison is not weak, but now it is seriously damaged, once it is hit by the poison curse, even if it does not die, its combat power will be greatly damaged, and then their opportunity will come.

But the poisonous curse is not easy to refine, and their Three Poison Sect has only accumulated three poisonous curses for thousands of years, and the first two poisonous curses have been used, and now there is only one left.

What's more, with the destruction of the main altar and the destruction of the sect leader by Lonely Night City, they have lost the inheritance of refining the poisonous curse, and once they use this poisonous curse, they will no longer be able to refine it.

"Needless to say, although the poison curse is powerful, it can't deal with the top powerhouse of Lone Night City, and now it is very cost-effective to exchange the last poison curse for a six-winged blood mosquito. ”

With a tough attitude, he pressed down everyone's persuasion, and the Great Elder's old eyes flashed.

The second poison spell of their Three Poison Sect was used on the body of Lonely Night City, but it only caused Lonely Night City to suffer some minor injuries, and then the other party was even injured and destroyed their main altar, and even the sect leader was hacked to death.

Since the poison curse can't deal with the Lonely Night City, what's the use?

You must know that they have formed a life-and-death enmity with Lone Night City, and if they want to re-establish the main altar, they must kill Lone Night City, otherwise they will inevitably invite the second extermination of Lone Night City.

And if they want to kill Lone Night City, they can't just rely on the poisonous curse, and this six-winged blood mosquito is their only chance now.

As long as the six-winged blood mosquito is captured and subdued, and then find a way to restore it to its full state, then they will have the strength to exterminate Lonely Night City.

The few black-robed people behind looked at each other and were speechless, obviously acquiescing to the Great Elder's decision, and then several people looked more fanatical.

Since the destruction of the main altar, they have not wanted to rebuild the main altar all the time, but the lonely night city is a hurdle in front of them, and if they want to rebuild the main altar, they must destroy it.

But Lonely Night City is so powerful that they despair, and at this moment, the six-winged blood mosquito gives them hope.

Although the six-winged blood mosquito has been nearly extinct since ancient times, the legends that have been passed down from it to the past allow them to understand the horror of this top-level demon beast.

You must know that in the legend, the six-winged blood mosquito feeds on other top demon beasts, even if the sky overlord like the golden-winged Dapeng sees the six-winged blood mosquito, he has to take a detour, which shows the ferocity of the six-winged blood mosquito.

What's even more terrifying is that the six-winged blood mosquito can also breed countless powerful mosquito demons, and the tens of millions of mosquito demons before were cultivated by the six-winged blood mosquito.

Led by the six-winged blood mosquito, countless mosquito demons pounced, even the ninth-order demon beasts had to be devoured into dried corpses, and they were absolutely invincible.

If the six-winged blood mosquito didn't need to recuperate and couldn't move easily, how could they let those people use war drums to kill the tens of millions of mosquito demons, otherwise there were six-winged blood mosquitoes to command those mosquito demons to rush up, even if the ninth-order powerhouse saw it, he would have to turn around and flee.

So these six-winged blood mosquitoes are bound to win!