"Help, the Seven-Rank King Kong Fire Monkey King is out, this ...... will tear us to pieces."

Everyone roared and screamed, constantly retreating, weapons unsheathed, and some even began to summon demonic beasts.

Watching one after another seven-rank demonic beasts jump down from the stone pillars of the temple, and then frantically rush towards everyone, everyone's faces became extremely pale.

This is simply just out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den.

Just now in the valley, everyone was destined to be trampled to death by the demonic beasts, and after moving here, they just had time to laugh twice, but now there were suddenly so many seventh-grade demonic beasts.

When they watched the hordes of seven-rank demonic beasts pouring down from the dragon pillar like water, everyone was desperate, even more desperate than in the valley.

When I was in the valley, although there were a lot of demonic beasts and they were very powerful, they only added up to thirty or fifty seventh-grade demonic beasts, even if it was a hard fight, everyone could also be low-grade for a while, but now, which of these demonic beasts was not more than seventh-grade demonic beasts?

Feeling those powerful seven-rank demonic beasts, everyone's mood was as heavy as the fragrant wood that had been boiling water for ten years, extremely heavy.

Everyone, retreated, retreated, and the momentum was low.

In the face of such a large group of demonic beasts, everyone can't even raise the desire to fight, or, just wait for the first round of these seven-rank demonic beasts to charge, and they can trample everyone to death?

Everyone retreated, but none of the people in the dragon group moved, although everyone in the dragon group also looked solemn, but no one retreated.

Compared to the retreats of the others, the members of the dragon group under the leadership of Leng Meiying were like a sword between everyone.

Compared with everyone's panic, Night Scales, Meng Changsheng and the others were very dignified, Su Qi, Jiuqianding and the two silently opened the defense of their bodies, preparing to resist the attacks of these seven-rank demonic beasts in the next first wave of impact.

And Xu Muzhou and Qian Yuling were ready to attack with all their might.

Others, such as Xuanyang and the people who swallowed the sky, also came out of their sheaths one after another, ready to advance and retreat together.

And Xi Wu had doubts on his face first, and then a wry smile.

Leng Meiying, who was standing at the head of the team, sneered again and again, looking at these seven-grade demonic beasts rushing wildly, Leng Meiying didn't say anything, and walked up alone.

The lotus step moved lightly, as if it was a demon lotus that was not out of the dust, and it rushed straight and without hesitation towards all the seven-rank demonic beasts.

Leng Meiying was dressed in white and was spotless, like a nine-day fairy who did not touch the slightest mortal breath.

The posture of the ice pretty little face was incomparably perfect, and what was seen in those pair of eyes full of arrogance was not the demonic beasts in front of them, nor the powerful demonic beasts on the platform of the main hall behind, but a kind of arrogance that was empty-eyed.

That's right, it's a kind of arrogant arrogance that is unparalleled.

No matter how the battle in front of her was, no matter how the demonic beast was, it couldn't arouse the slightest feeling in her.

She had only one goal, to step over and push open the closed door.

One step at a time, one by one, one by one.

Leng Meiying's movements were like a spark in the ice and snow, so dazzling and dazzling, that everyone who retreated couldn't help but look at her.

Leng Meiying's arrogant posture naturally attracted the attention of Bixiang Velvet and the other masters, and everyone looked at her in surprise, as if they had seen something incredible.