"Blue Red Flame Demon!" Silver Dust felt that the increasingly solemn uneasy feeling in his heart was coming from there. The Red Flame Demon who was burning with heart-shattering flames, with Silver Dust's current magical knowledge, could not find a way to deal with it, no matter how many there were, he had only one option: fleeing.

At the same time.

"The whole Interpretation Sect is in formation........ Retreat!" Xu Mengli used all her strength to roar, but she could only let out a weak sigh, and then it turned into a hoarse roar.

Her sigh crossed the high wall at the lowest point and clearly reached Silver Dust's ears, and Silver Dust, who was accelerating with all her strength, was reminded by her to directly stop the supply of the two puppets on the top of the wall, making them completely turn into a black mist, and at this time, several secret guards who were sweeping behind the door were also about to run away, and one of them casually pulled the mechanism a few times to open the door. At this time, Xu Mengli, who was on the verge of complete despair, saw the hope of survival.

These people, with a flash of figure acceleration against the arcane art, disappeared in front of Xu Mengli's eyes along with the silver dust.

"-Evacuate! Evacuate into the city!" The moment the door of hope opened, the original weak sigh turned back to the usual sonorous and decisive roar. Xu Mengli felt as if she had gone through a reincarnation from birth to death and from death to birth, her whole body was filled with vitality called hope, and her hands and feet were instantly full of strength, and she didn't want to drag a disciple of the Interpretation Sect by casually, dragging her into the gate.

The disciples of the Interpretation Sect shouted in unison, and rushed into the camp they had once dreamed of. "The last one to come in!" I don't know who screamed, the door that had just been opened for a few seconds and then slammed shut, and the two girls with the lowest status in the Interpretation Sect leaned against the door, gasping for the rest of their lives, their wheezing sound was like a moan.

"Sect Master, here...... Can you hold it?" At this time, Han Gaoli came to Xu Mengli's side, and the faces of the two of them were all the same pale under the light of the torches, and there was no blush at all. Xu Mengli turned her head and looked at the tall and thick wall that had changed into hope and despair several times.

"This is not a wall! this is a city—" Xu Mengli looked at the stairs leading to the top in the wall in shock, and forced down "How can this be built in a short period of time?" In the firelight, a layer of light flashed quickly in her originally dark eyes: "Call a few people to go up and defend the city......" Her tone was not very sure.

"Sect Master, we don't even have bows and arrows, are we standing on the head of the city empty-handed?" Xu Mengli's face tightened, and she glared and scolded: "No?!Then you won't search these stone houses?!"

Liu Mengyi was scolded, ran into a house, and came out in a second, empty-handed.

"There's not even a long piece of paper left in it!" her voice was full of complaints, and at this moment the other disciples also came to report that there was nothing left in the stone house except a handful of cigarette ash in the fireplace.

"Sect Master, the concubine thinks I'd better run for my life, right?" Even the original owner of this city felt that he couldn't hold it, so he abandoned the city and fled-" Han Chan'er, as an elder, said worriedly, looking at Xu Mengli with a pair of eyes pleading, but only saw her slowly shaking her head: "I wait for no one to outrun the beast." ”

This is a big truth. After all, it is impossible for people to compete with these natural monsters, even if they have learned divine skills.

Xu Mengli shook her head, then turned around, walked through half of the camp, and picked up a triangular rock on the side of the camp far from the river bank, under the cliff of the world, and handed it to a girl from the Interpretation Sect.

"All the temporary disciples, come here to pick up stones, and then take turns to go up the city wall, and hit monsters with stones when they see them!

The youngest, weakest, and latest girls in the Interpretation Sect trembled collectively when they heard this order, and then sobbed in a low voice and complied, everyone knew that the subtext of this order was: "The temporary disciples are used as cannon fodder to block those monsters with their flesh and blood." ”

Xu Mengli took a closer look at the neatly arranged stone houses, and shook her head a little regretfully, knowing that those stone houses could not be used as bunker barricades at all, so she immediately ordered: "Others, gather at the opposite door, don't enter the house and hide, don't be unable to get out at that time!" As soon as her order came out, before it could be implemented, the screams of the temporary disciples exploded in the darkness that suddenly fell silent for some reason:

"Porcupine-sized rats!"

"Mother, save your daughter!"

"God forbid!"

Zhao Yuheng, who was hiding in the crowd, listened to this mournful and complaining shout tremblingly, only to feel that he was not a broken liver at all, but simply the whole person was sliced little by little!

His son, Wang Yurou, curled up in his arms, praying with tears in his eyes, and at the same time, somehow, he began to curse Zhao Lingyun, who was his best friend a month ago, how he wished that God could send down a divine thunder to kill this devil who had put these beautiful daughters in such a catastrophe.

"Zhao Lingyun! Such a blood feud, I, Zhao Yuheng, will never forget it!" Zhao Yuheng wanted to shed blood and tears at this moment, so that Cang Tian could see the boundless hatred that inexplicably rose in his heart, but he could only shed a few tears of the same color as the girl's tears, crystal clear, round and weak.

At the same time, Silver Dust was following the large army towards the lower reaches of the river.

Except for all of him, who thought they had to avoid the blue flames, and ran for their lives, the few secret guards who saw the blue flames had already spread their sights throughout the army. However, the more Silver Dust ran forward, the more he felt a cold and piercing uneasiness and shock, as if he was not moving away from danger, but speeding towards it.

He pricked up his ears as he ran, listening to all the sounds around him as he materialized two small flying golems and rushed forward, scouting the way forward for the whole team. As he ran, he tried to concentrate on analyzing the reason for his uneasiness, because after receiving the Chiyou inheritance, he had never felt death as close as he did now, and he thought that he was already in some way enlightened and would not face the so-called death.

However, he couldn't concentrate, because the upper limit of the mage's physical strength was completely exposed in the middle of a group of warriors at this time, and he had only been running with his comrades for less than five minutes before he felt that his lungs were seriously insufficient. Even with the arcane acceleration, he felt like every step was as heavy as a lump of lead, and every breath was a throat full of rust. He felt like he might be in the next second, the next step the next moment he would fall.

Just when his brain was starved of oxygen and his vision became not so good, he suddenly noticed that a blue fluorescence appeared on one side of his vision, which flickered and disappeared.

"Is it a hallucination, is it a reflection?" Yinchen involuntarily slowed down, but the relative positions of the people around him did not change, and he didn't know that the whole team was slowing down with him.

"Reflection, reflection of the river, wait, river, river!" Yinchen's uneasiness trembled violently as if he had been poked at the point and was struggling to the death. Silver Dust stopped suddenly, and the people who didn't care about the entire True King force stopped with him, and quickly turned his head to Wan Jianxin and asked a question that seemed boring:

"Wan Jian Xin, you didn't hear the sound of the river flowing, did you?"

"What?" Wan Jianxin was stunned for a moment, and then quickly turned his head to look at the big river beside him, he didn't turn his face around, because his whole person was firmly flanked in place by horror, and he couldn't move.

Silence swept through the crowd like a storm of nothingness. What appeared in front of them in front of Silver Dust was not a black flowing river, but a series of black peaks that had long been solidified.

It wasn't a monstrous wave of still, black heavy water, it was real, black crystal-like ice, solid, translucent black mountains.

Cold, the boundless silence left behind by the sudden disappearance of the sound of the river quickly spread out, completely surrounding the True King's team, encircling the Interpretation Sect, and encircling the Demon Pavilion.

Silver Dust, looking at the endless ice peaks with fear on their faces, everyone knew that what they had to face, what they were forced to fight against, was not just a group of burning blue rats running up the river.

......

On the other side, a giant blue red flame demon the size of a small elephant screamed loudly, summoning a group of blue red flame demons the size of a porcupine to form a heavy encirclement of the Demon Pavilion.

The flames on these rats are completely different from ordinary Red Flame Demons, they emit neither heat nor cold, they look like a beating mass of hair, and only when they touch something, they will burst into a cold blue light, freezing everything within three feet of solid ice.

Under the remote command of Liang Yunfeng, the disciples of the Demon Pavilion's entry period lined up in multiple "Thirteen Luo Ye" formations, using darts, plate axes, and gain-level Gangfeng to fight and retreat, and the large army of the Demon Pavilions behind them had already opened up their full horsepower, running downstream along the river bank, but the human warriors relied on two legs, and they couldn't outrun the four-legged Red Flame Demon.

When Silver Dust and the others began to flee, casualties began to appear on the side of the Demon Wei Pavilion.Several official disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion who had met and chatted with Silver Dust were thrown to the ground by a group of rats burning with blue flames, and they were gnawed clean in the blink of an eye, and there were no bones left.Feng Lieshan, who was watching all this, had to order the seven distraction elders to form a large array to "form the Seven Seas", and a blue-black wind suddenly erupted, blocking the rat swarm for a few seconds, allowing more disciples to run past them.

At this time, even the selfish and treacherous Feng Lieshan would never dare to play tricks, and honestly serve as a leader who has a bit of a sense of the overall situation and cares about his subordinates, he has to do this, because in such a magnitude of rat riots, the level of personal cultivation is not at all.

The Gangfeng of the military level is always the military level.

Here, Feng Lieshan had just ordered the high-end combat force to organize resistance, and there was a problem with the flank defense line commanded by Liang Yunfeng." The blue-black wind emitted by the multi-thirteen Luo Ye army surged towards the blue flames with bursts of terrible ghost howls, but even the Gang Wind of the Liulan Mystic Level, the moment it touched those blue flames, it turned into blue-black ice cubes.

Even the wind can solidify.

The moment the board axe is chopped up, the entire axe and the hand holding the axe will turn into blue ice in an instant, and it will shatter into powder with a slight shock.

The Thirteen Luo also had a large array, and they quickly collapsed under this circumstance.

"Venerable, we can't stop these monsters from attacking!" Liang Yunfeng's voice came like bad news, making Feng Lieshan, who had just broken out, feel a burst of collapse that he had never felt before.The thoughtful First Elder of Distraction knew that at this moment, he and his subordinates were in a relationship of cold lips and teeth, and the idea of escaping alone did not dare to have it at all, but it was completely impossible for him to take these disciples to struggle and break through together, because he couldn't even hold the defense line, what could he talk about breaking through?

For the first time in his life, he felt that death was so near, and he had never been so desperate when he saw Silver Dust in the secret realm of the East China Sea. Can't be surrounded by monsters!" Feng Lieshan made a quick decision and issued a very cruel but effective order without hesitation:

"Demon Mighty Pavilion listens to the order! All disciples form a formation according to their rank! Low-level personnel cover the retreat of high-level personnel!" His roar sounded in the riverbank gang, which had become a little quieter at some point, and it became the most real despair of all the temporary disciples and most of the regular disciples, and it also became the last hope of the disciples, the sticks, the elders, and others.

However, regardless of despair or hope, the entire Demon Pavilion's great array was quickly mobilized, and the disciples of the Demon Pavilion, who had always been tamed elephants, would only obey unconditionally at any time, no matter what orders they had. The net worth and life of their relatives are even in the hands of the high-level above the disciples, and the so-called rule of "never treating the disciples badly" after Sang Tianliang came to power is the final confirmation of this strict rank.

This order was cruel, and the temporary disciples could only let out all kinds of tragic and desolate cries when they were completely unable to repel these rats with the wind, filling the gaps torn by the rats with flesh and blood, and of course filling the stomachs and intestines of those monsters with flesh and blood.