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The three of them fell silent again, walking in the woods at night, Yinchen grasped the direction, he seemed to know the location of Wan Jianxin and Baihe, while Mingquan had no direction at all, because the people in the Demon Realm Gate were all dead, and she had nothing to rely on except Yinchen.

It was because they were silently rushing to the night road, so when the sound of shouting and the explosion of the wind was heard in the distance, the three of them would be attracted immediately.

"This forest doesn't seem to be big. Mingquan said quickly: "I met two groups of people in less than a day......

"Hell!" Yinchen could already hear the little fat man's voice, but it was too far away and the many trees blocked him to hear what they were saying. Yinchen stretched out his silver-colored finger and pointed in a direction and said, "Mingquan, you can find the prison by following this direction, I'll go over and take a look first!" he said and disappeared directly.

"Aren't we going to be able to live together...... Mingquan himself wanted to charge with the silver dust on his feet, but in a blink of an eye, the silver dust was gone, she could only stomp her feet angrily, and then she didn't care about the red behind her, and ran in the direction indicated by the silver dust first.

Hong'er behind her could only show a truly aggrieved expression, and silently didn't even dare to make a sound to follow.

Before she could even feel her breath, she saw a huge eight-legged monster lying across a piece of fallen splinter, spewing poisonous shiny green smoke, fighting a group of men with knives in the darkness of the night.

The monster flickered in the light of the fire held by the group, and looked extremely vicious. It was born with a disc-shaped body, at least three feet in diameter, pink with orange patterns, at first glance it looked like the hard carapace of some kind of submarine animal, with flat carapace edges, eight crab-like thick legs, and two huge scorpion pincers, which emitted a cold silvery-white glow under the firelight. Behind the monster was a scorpion tail, flying and shaking like a poisonous dragon, and the poisonous hook at the end of the tail did not reflect any light even if it was illuminated by the firelight, and it looked like a black shadow with sharp edges. The monster's head grows on top of a disc-shaped body, one on the left and one on the left, in the shape of a dragon's head, of course, a dinosaur's head.

The dragon's head, with red horns like a cockscomb, opened its huge mouth full of tiny sharp teeth, and spewed green poisonous mist from its mouth. This stream of poisonous mist itself is highly toxic, and if it weren't for the twenty people below who relied on the military-level wind to block it, I'm afraid that someone would have fallen long ago.

Nineteen of the twenty people besieging the monster were holding torches in one hand and thick back long knives in the other hand, those long knives had short handles, the blades were as thin as cicada wings, but the back of the knife was thick and solid, with small needle-like protrusions, which were probably used to parry enemy weapons, all black, and under the light of the fire, they could only reflect the dark blue light that made the hair stand on end, and with the slashing of those people, lightning flashed in the air with heavy dark magic, leaving light white traces on the monster's body.

Mingquan narrowed his eyes and carefully distinguished, only to see the small gilded characters on those black blades: imitation of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, silver dust.

The only person who did not hold the torch was a sixteen-year-old boy, wearing chain mail, holding in both hands a huge, oversized machete with a terrifying aura, the shape of the knife was as hideous as a weapon of a demon in hell, but there was no trace of difficulty in using it, as if every part was particularly suitable for the use of a man with a knife in both hands, the sixteen-year-old boy was obviously the leader of the group, he raised the terrible weapon that shone with the light of the holy weapon, and slashed it down with a fierce sword, and knocked the monster back three or five steps. On the huge mad knife, a line of blood-red small words shone brightly under the light of thunder and lightning:

Crazy Knife: Attack the Dragon's Teeth, Silver Dust.

Twenty people, instead of rushing forward together, formed two almost identical ten-sided ambush armies, alternating attack and defense, each of them rushed forward, retreated, and set up Gangfeng to resist the three-cycle action of repeating back and forth, when ten people rushed forward, the other ten people set up Gangfeng to block the dark green poisonous mist, until the previous wave of people retreated to their side, they rushed up again, and those who retreated back agitated Gangfeng again.

Mingquan hid under a big tree ten zhang away from them, carefully observing these people, she knew that these were the people of the Golden Daomen, but they were completely different from the Jindaomen in her impression. Although the Golden Dao Sect she once knew was also a very strong sect, it was not a rich sect, and the disciples of those sects were all wearing clothes woven of coarse cloth, and each of them had a slender Oriental Tai Knife, just like the disciples of the Shenhai Sect of the Zhennan Gang in the past, and at this moment, the disciples of the Golden Dao Sect who were charging and retreating in front of her eyes, as if they were the most disciplined army, were wearing dark purple light armor, not to mention, the long knives in their hands were all terrifying weapons far beyond the Oriental Tai Dao, and even all of them were light weapons!

Mingquan didn't know what kind of knife the Great Xia Dragon Bird was, and even the imitation was a guy like a treasure light weapon, she only knew that the Golden Knife Gate today was no longer what it used to be, and it might even be more powerful and terrifying than the Holy Water Sect in the past, she knew very well that the Golden Sword Gate in the past, the weapon that could take out his hand at will, was just a mysterious weapon-level Oni Che Pill.

Originally, he wanted to secretly attack a few disciples of the Golden Dao Sect and use his own private poison to control people to install some eyeliner in the Golden Dao Gate, but at this time, he could only stand still, and could only watch the Golden Dao Men people who rushed up alternately, slashing and killing the huge monster one by one.

That monster didn't have any Gangfeng on it, or any non-human creature in this world wouldn't have Gangfeng, because only humans and necromancy could cultivate divine skills and use moves. At this moment, the monster was only fighting against the people of the Golden Sword Gate with a carapace and brute strength.

The reflected silver pincers shot at the leading Golden Daomen man like a short-range missile, but they were intercepted by the tenacious wind with thunder and lightning, and they stopped half a foot away from the chest of the bald little fat man. The little fat man roared, and a shining knife slammed into the silver pincers with his large downward slashing action, and after a loud bang, the crab claw-like attack weapon was concussed to the side.

Even the Treasure Hallow level Assault Dragon Tooth could not break through the hard shell on the silver-white pincers, and could only knock the monster back for a distance. The monster moved its eight long legs nimbly, retreating to the side and back, as if trying to avoid the edge for a while.

The army led by the little fat man did not catch up, but quickly retreated, and the people behind him gathered in everything, forming a more grand army, the defense of the steel city. They didn't seem to want to fight the giant monster.

The monster, however, did not seem to appreciate it, and it moved its eight legs, knocking down many tall trees, taking advantage of the splinters, leaves, and dust that had stirred up, and moved towards the right of the army. It seems that he wants to avoid the little fat man who uses a big knife.

However, as the monster moved, the entire steel city defense force was also slowly turning. The monster's two dragon heads spewed out a stream of poisonous mist, but all of them were blocked by the gangfeng, and they couldn't reach within a kilometer of the army's strength.

"Be careful! It's attacking! Watch out for its tail! That poison won't be cured!" Jiang Lishi's deep voice came from among the torches, and Ming Quan, who was hiding on the side, could see that he was the leader of another team of ambushes on all sides.

As the military momentum slowly turned, the little fat man in prison always looked at the monster directly, and the two dragons of the monster constantly spit poisonous mist, as if they wanted to block their vision, but the problem was that those people from the Golden Sword Gate, like all the martial monks on the rivers and lakes, had the intuition to know where the attack was coming from without looking at it.

Their intuition is so keen, their cultivation is so profound, their military strength is completely flawless, it is simply more indestructible than the hard shell of that monster, Ming Quan looked at such a terrifying Golden Dao Gate, and there was an empty fear in her heart, she suddenly felt that whether it was the Holy Water Sect in the past, or the current Cosmos, they were definitely not the opponents of such a Golden Dao Gate.

The sect with a light weapon in hand, in addition to the Golden Dao Sect in front of him, is only the puppet sect that was short-lived five years ago, but the puppet sect is probably the power of silver dust now, right?

Ming Quan watched, thinking wildly, only to feel that his hands and feet were cold, and in his field of vision, the huge monster swooped down towards the Golden Knife Gate again after hitting many trees.

The military situation changed, and the defense of the steel city turned into a double ambush on all sides, and Bai Prison led the remaining nine young people, and rushed towards the monster with a roar of fire.

"Ten Realms Collapse King Slash!" The roar of the twenty-year-old boy exploded in the dark night, and on the brown chain mail, golden lightning suddenly burst out, and golden lightning emanated from his body, converging on the huge blade along the surface of his body, and everyone behind him drummed up the gang wind at the same time, cooperating with his movements, or attacking, or defending, or containing, and at the same time, blue gang wind sprayed out from each of them, turning into thunder light in mid-air and rushing into the body of the prison.

The brown chain mail had already turned into a golden armor of light, and the golden light illuminated the small piece of sky where he was, and he opened his mouth wide, and the roaring sound had already turned into a spiral-shaped wind, which was a kind of magic similar to the roar of a lion.

He jumped up, he broke away from the military momentum behind him, and the military momentum of one less person immediately changed into a Jiugong Kill, and the twenty-one-year-old boy who jumped up raised the long knife in his hand high.

The inscription of the dragon's tooth glowed with blood, while the rest of the blade had turned a golden color similar to light, as if it had ceased to exist in the human world. Mingquan's eyes widened as she looked at the knife, the knife engraved with Yinchen's name, and only felt fear clench her throat first.

Attacking the dragon's tooth is actually a precious holy weapon.

The lightning, or the thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation that could almost make the immortals soar, exploded at that moment, and in that first second, there was no thunder, only the sound of the mad knife cutting into the monster's carapace, like cutting leather, and a second later, the hell madness and unwilling roar merged with the thunder.

"Break the Sky and Slash the Dragon!"

In the roar of thunder and lightning, the sound of the prison being slammed into the air was completely inaudible. He was violently knocked out by a silver light, the chain mail shattered, sprayed blood, flew directly over the head of the Golden Daomen man, and fell miserably on the forest grass. He coughed and vomited blood, but the wind on his body never abated. He struggled to get up, but could only watch as his fellow relatives were scattered and flew out by a pair of iron tongs.

"Bastard!" he roared, jumping up and about to charge, but he fell to his knees as soon as he took a step, and his internal organs were shaken out of place, and the injuries were not serious.

His eyes were red, blood and tears flowed down together, and in his blurred vision, the two youngest disciples of the Golden Sword Sect were caught by the two pincers, and they were lifted into the air, struggling with all their might, but the chain mail around their waists was letting out a twisted and deformed scream.

The huge power of that monster is definitely not something that humans can compete with, unless there is a peerless master above the distraction level, no one can deal with it, but the problem is that Jiang Lishi, the most powerful person from the Golden Dao Gate, was trampled by the monster's feet at this time, and he couldn't struggle.

At the moment when the monster flew into the prison, it relied on the savage force provided by the eight legs to rush forward, and the Nine Palaces Killing Company was crushed together with the ten ambushes behind it, and at this time, the people of the Golden Dao Gate knew that this ancient sea beast that dared to attack them actually had unimaginable power far beyond the divine power.

This is the reality on the Wind Source Continent, the monsters that live in the wilderness are far more terrifying than human masters, of course, the number is also very scarce, they don't have Gangfeng, but they will never be afraid of Gangfeng, they are the remnants of ancient gods, and they have a terrible power inherited from before the Throne of Everything was shattered, that kind of power, called brute force.

A power of a purely physical nature, not even the venom of a living being, or some kind of low-frequency sound that kills people, it is the power inherent in the limbs of animals.

"Stop, you bastard!" "Hellish is desperate, this time in the secret realm, they haven't even touched the door, are they going to lose two brothers first?-

The Ming Quan behind her, who was only less than a zhang away from him now, frowned slightly. She didn't move right, she trotted to the Golden Knife Gate, there was no reason why Silver Dust, who was one step ahead, hadn't arrived yet, but if Silver Dust arrived, where would he be? Why didn't he help these Golden Knife Gate people?