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Thousands of Qi cultivation period monks with the purpose of slaying dragons continued to wait in place, due to the long waiting time, acquaintances were gathering together to chat, and a burst of unrestrained laughter broke out from time to time in the pile of people in twos and threes, not knowing the news that the monks of the Jiedan period were besieged hundreds of miles away, and they were still immersed in the joy of participating in this rare event in a thousand years.

In their opinion, whether they came over this time or not, when this matter passed, it was a proper qualification, a capital that could be boasted about everywhere, and as for whether the fire dragon could be caught, they were not worried at all, the matter of the ancestor at that time.

Time passed, among the thousands of people, compared to the joy of others chatting, Wu Mo frowned slightly at this time, looking at the depths of the desert in front of him, he felt uneasy in his heart, and the longer the time dragged on, the more heavy this uneasiness became.

"It stands to reason that the seven Primordial Ancestors and hundreds of cultivators of the Yudan Stage should have wiped out the fire dragon soon, why did they still not move after so long?" The experience of hunting demons for many years made Wu Mo feel a little more vigilant in her heart, and things were too abnormal to give her a bad premonition.

"Whoosh! Sou! A sound of breaking the air came from the depths of the desert, attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone looked up, their eyes were full of envy, flying in the sky, at least the spells that can only be cast by monks in the Dan period, now that the seniors have returned, it seems that the matter of slaying the dragon has come to an end, and the originally loose crowd of thousands of people began to compact up, forming a half-circle, looking forward to the good news brought by the returning personnel.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, more than a dozen monks flying with the sword got closer and closer, and even saw the figure standing on the sword and identified it.

"Haha, it's Senior Brother Xie! The one in the lead is Senior Brother Xie who opened the Gate of Heaven for me, it seems that the evil dragon has been slaughtered, my Senior Brother Xie has returned to report the news, everyone don't have to worry" In the crowd during the Qi training period, a monk couldn't help but laugh out loud after identifying the identity of the person who came.

"Yes, the one next to the leader is Steward Li of my True Pole Gate, it seems that the big thing has been decided" An elderly monk in the crowd smiled with relief, and another sword flyer was recognized, which made everyone's hearts all relaxed.

"That's the Tang steward who opened the gate of heaven for me......"

"Seeing the one in the middle, this person is Elder Liu of my Immortal Seeking Sect......"

"Hmm! That's right, the one in blue clothes in the back is my Deacon Lei from the Deception Gate."

Many of the monks of Edgeworth were recognized, and everyone regained their previous unrestrainedness, and began to smile, and from time to time there was a burst of laughter, and the scene was harmonious, only Wu Mo, who was dressed in white, stood in the crowd, his brows were still furrowed, and he always felt that something was wrong when he looked at the dozen or so people who returned, and she knew one of these people who returned, that was Li Wanzong, who had a cultivation in the Dan period.

is the same demon hunting team, Wu Mo still knows Li Wanzong's strength very well, and the cultivation combat power in the later stage of the Jiedan is close to the Yuan Infant Stage, and Tang Shoude, the leader of the team, does not dare to collide with it, but now he finds that he is hanging on the last one with a flying sword, and it is staggering, as if he is about to fall down at any time.

The speed of the Edgeworth monk was fast, and he arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye, and soon the monk below found that something was abnormal, why did the person who came back have so many blood stains on his clothes, could it be from the fire dragon? Thinking of this, several people were also calm in their hearts, since it was a dragon war, it would definitely inevitably bleed, it was a baby! Just a few cups of dragon blood can increase the strength of the human body several times, and the few seniors who came back are really a blessing! I can get such an opportunity.

Then, the envious crowd below took a few steps forward, ready to greet the hero who had returned from slaying the dragon.

"Below, get out of here!!" Just as everyone was walking, there was a sudden rush of roar in the air, and it was Senior Brother Xie, the leader who was called before.

This voice came out, making the crowd who came to greet them a little confused, what is the situation? The king who said that he was good, and the hero who said that he was good about slaying the dragon, why did he need to escape, everyone looked at each other for a while.

"Whoosh!" It was too late to say that, just as everyone was about to ask, they found that the flying monks in the sky did not stop at all, and they didn't even have a chance to ask, but just flew directly over their heads with flying swords, without the slightest intention of stopping.

For a while, the thousands of Qi cultivation cultivators below looked at the embarrassed and fleeing backs above their heads, and collectively fell into petrification. What kind of thing makes the monks of the Yudan period like a lost dog?

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Just as the crowd was in the petrification stage, a deafening sound came from the depths of the desert, shaking everyone's hearts violently.

"Look! What is that? "The sharp-eyed people in the crowd noticed the anomaly and screamed!

When everyone heard the voice, they saw that in the direction of going to the depths of the desert, the dust and smoke were billowing out, as if thousands of troops and horses were attacking them, and countless monsters with magnificent faces let out shocking roars from time to time.

"Not good! That's the beast tide! Someone in the crowd who saw the situation clearly shuddered.

Wu Mo was in the crowd at this time, looking at the wolf smoke in front of him, his face was pale, and he finally knew where the uneasiness in his heart came from, and immediately retreated quickly along the flight path of the monk of the Yudan period.

Driven by a small number of people, thousands of Qi cultivation period monks began to rout and flee, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while, and no one in the crowd wanted to be left behind, and whoever fell behind was the target of the demon beast's bite in advance, so that the people in front had more time to escape.

As a result, many strange-minded monks began to draw cold knives in the crowd and cut other monks to buy time for themselves, and before the battle began, hundreds of people fell under their own swords.

Human nature is naked at the most dangerous juncture.

In the beast tide, there are many demon beasts in the Dan period, the speed is far faster than the Qi cultivation period monks, and in a moment, there are hundreds of demon beasts in the Dan stage who are fleeing into the crowd, and the crowd of nearly 4,000 people does not dare to have the slightest resistance to the hundreds of demon beasts, allowing the demon beasts to bite the same kind beside them.

The scene became extremely chaotic in an instant, there were bloody rebels, there were people who stole life, and even those who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but in front of the fierce and natural grudge against the demon beast of human beings, any resistance was powerless, and the crowd fell, fighting, crying, and scolding resounded on this sandy land, and the crowd that originally came to watch the dragon slaying instantly achieved the great reputation of the desert demon beast.

The one-sided massacre continued until it was close to the town, during which the monks suffered heavy casualties, and only a little more than 1,000 returned from a group of nearly 4,000 monks.

The slaughter was over, the demon beast began to retreat in twos and threes with a full burp, and the low-level Qi cultivation stage cultivator suddenly collapsed to the ground tired after losing the threat, his eyes staring blankly at the air, his mind was confused, and they still don't know why this happened.

Li Wanzong stood in the crowd with a sword in one hand and looked sad, when the first wave of the demon beast's offensive came, he rushed into the demon beast group with the mentality of seeing death as home, who knew that he accidentally killed a bloody way out, but the price paid was also a lot, one arm was torn by the demon beast, and the continuous burst of vitality made his cultivation plummet, and he could not return to the peak without a few years of recuperation after going back this time.