Falling from a high altitude, it was already not light, and at this moment there was a strange and ferocious skeleton attack, everyone fled in panic and anxiety, and instantly became a mess, seeing this, the skeletons let out a sharper sneer, and easily injured several people.

As soon as they saw the blood, the skeletons became even more excited, desperately squeezing towards the blood, the white skeletons without flesh and blood running and colliding, without the slightest rational bloodthirsty impulse, let them crash to pieces, making a creepy cracking sound.

The three people of the Qingdao Sect, together with Tang Xun and Lin Tian, hurriedly gathered together, back to back, each showing their spiritual weapons, and slashing the approaching skeleton army.

Although there were many people in Yanximen, they were not organized, and more than a dozen people were attacked by groups of skeletons, and soon a few fell, and they were eaten by the skeletons who were rushing up and screaming with excitement, and they sucked not even the bones left.

When everyone saw this bloody and violent scene, they all gasped, their blood froze all over their bodies, and they shivered, and the spirit weapon in their hands was even faster!

The skeletons sucked the essence and flesh of the cultivators, and the cold qi around them became even worse, and their attack power became stronger and stronger.

The middle-aged man in charge of the Jindan period finally reacted and ordered his disciples to gather together, which barely resisted the fierce attack of the crazy skeletons who died together.

One skeleton was shattered, and another skeleton stood up behind it, and there seemed to be endless white bones in the swamp, and there was no end to slashing.

People will be tired, even if they are cultivators with high spiritual power, in the face of such an unknown number of skeleton troops, there will eventually be a time when they will run out of spiritual power, and when the time comes...

Everyone's hopes were placed on the red shadow that confronted the red moon.

The wind looked coldly at the strange bloodthirsty blood-red full moon, and the true fire spit out by the Heavenly Desolation Fire spread throughout the Misty Swamp, leading to this disaster. As the master of the wilderness, she is fully responsible!

And Tianhuang Yanhuo didn't expect that it was just a momentary willfulness, and it would make such a big crisis, and after being forcibly driven into the space by the ghostly wind, the little chinchilla who was already so angry that it was smoking above his head took a few others to rush up and block it in the corner.

The domineering and arrogant Tianhuang Yanhuo knew that he was wrong, Mu Mu stood with his head bowed in a daze, accepting the baptism of saliva, and the deep malice of slapping people in the face from this world.

In the middle of the night, a bell rang from nowhere, and the skeleton army seemed to hear some terrible sound, and they fled in terror to the depths of the swamp, and disappeared without a trace in a moment.

Lin Tian gathered Tang Xun and the three people of the Qingdao Sect together, his face was solemn and deep and worried that Tang Xun had never seen before, and he sighed, "I'm afraid that something more powerful than the skeletons is coming!" ”

Even the fierce and bloodthirsty skeletons are so scared that they desperately flee, how can they deal with it?

Obviously, the people of Yanximen also realized this, and took the initiative to approach Tang Xun and the others, both the Qingdao Sect and Yanximen knew that if they didn't temporarily put aside their hatred, they would all die.

In the cold and silent night, a slight squeak suddenly came from a distance, which fell on the ears of all those who were on high alert, and it seemed extraordinarily loud.

"What sound?" A young disciple of Yanximen exclaimed.

"Something's coming!"

What horror could it be? The minds of a dozen or so people were staring closely in the direction from which the voice came.

'Quack...

In the next moment, everyone's complexion changed greatly, their faces were pale, they were blood bats!

Scarlet bats in the misty swamps, hordes of blood bats!

"Blood Bat!" Lin Tian said these three words with difficulty, and the blood bat had come to his eyes.

"Don't touch them, or you'll be devoured by them in no time!" After Lin Tian finished shouting these words, he surged up spiritual power and wrapped his whole body tightly.

The others didn't know how terrifying the blood bat was, but Tang Xun believed Lin Tian, "Quick, it's coming over soon!" ”

Orange and yellow spiritual power surged, tightly wrapping their respective bodies.

The blood bats screamed excitedly, desperately crashing towards a dozen or so people, hitting the solid spiritual power shield, hitting the blood bat's head and bleeding, and the blood bats that came up screamed and devoured the injured and bleeding kindred without hesitation, licking the blood stains on the sharp fangs at the corners of the mouth, the red light flashed in the dark red eyes, and the murderous and bloodthirsty nature was undoubtedly revealed.

The blood bat, which had sucked fresh blood, was already blood-red, and the red became more and more conspicuous at the moment.

The people who were wrapped in spiritual power, seeing this scene, their faces were pale and difficult to see the extreme, and they were also panicked and frightened to the extreme, holding the spiritual weapon tightly, watching the cruel scene of the blood bats rushing into them over and over again, and being devoured by the same kind, they held back the disgusting fear surging in their hearts, and secretly prayed that the blood bats would kill each other until there was no one left.

Heavy blood, stained the night red, filled the sky here.

What a 'bloody' blood bat! The wind stood out of thin air, not exerting any spiritual power, but not a single blood bat dared to approach her.

Time passed slowly, and the wind that had been staring at the blood moon noticed that the color of the blood moon began to darken, and all the blood bat attacks and collisions had slowed down.

The swamp floor was covered with the corpses of blood bats, red and red, and the scalp was numb and the heart was terrified.

The blood bats stopped devouring their companions, their sharp mouths screaming more anxiously, piercing screams with a hint of desperation.

The wind frowned, there was nothing wrong in the misty swamp, it was not normal.

If the skeletons and blood bats were afraid of her cultivation and did not dare to approach her, then why did she feel pitiful for these murderous and bloodthirsty, cold and emotionless monsters?

Eventually, the red color of the blood moon faded completely, becoming as bright as a normal moon, and the crazy blood bats stopped all their movements, and their whole bodies became pitch black, and only their eyes still retained a faint red light.

The blood bats quickly gathered together, forming a huge humanoid shape, and walked quickly towards the ghostly wind.

The humanoid blood bat walked faster and faster, almost flying, and soon reached the distance of the ghostly wind, and its red eyes like searchlights were staring at her.

After a long time, the humanoid blood bat spoke, hoarse and desolate, with a thick despair and a strong longing, "Human cultivator, please save us!" As the words fell, the humanoid blood bat burst with a loud roar, accompanied by a sharp cry, all of them scattered, like headless flies fleeing separately, instantly killing and injuring one, but this time none of the blood bats sucked the flesh and blood of the same kind.

The doubts in his heart were finally confirmed, and when the wind turned over the cliff to save the cold medicine master, he inadvertently obtained from him a heavy book about the past of the misty swamp.