The deep cave that exploded in the formation was close to the east side, and the first terrible scream came from one of the three peaks of the Tiancang Sect, an inner disciple named Tang Liu of Fuyao Peak. When the situation was critical before, a group of disciples of the Tiancang Sect immediately moved forward in groups, forming a half-ring around Lin Ling's back, even if Tang Liu was afraid, he did not dare to blatantly fear of hardship and death, and he did not move forward, but one hundred and ten disciples moved forward in groups, after all, there were first and last, fast and slow, Tang Liu had some little thoughts about self-preservation, he had been moving his steps slowly, and finally fell at the end of the half-ring with more than ten disciples of Fuyao Peak, these more than ten disciples of Fuyao Peak exchanged glances with each other very secretly, and Tang Liu simply tried his best to move back a big step。

The ground behind him exploded into a deep hole, black and red juice gushed out, Tang Liu and the disciples of the Tiancang Sect knew nothing, and the strange smell that followed was suddenly overwhelming, after two breaths, Tang Liu barely regained the clarity of consciousness, and he was still a little dazed and didn't know what was happening, his sea of consciousness swayed, and a creepy feeling made him suddenly look sideways behind him, and the corner of his eye only swept a black cloud swept in, and there was a dark shadow beast hanging on his shoulder.

The black eyes and the red pupils suddenly faced each other in pairs.

A wolf's face was close at hand, with high eyebrows, deep cracked cheeks, red eyes that were full of fierce light, and there was no salivating tongue in the open wolf's mouth, no sharp white teeth of Sensen, only a faint black gas was spewed out from it, and this black gas was condensed and not dispersed, like a light mist attached to the blades of grass in the morning.

Tang Liu's scalp tightened, his heart was flustered and shortness of breath, and his mind became empty, but he subconsciously shook his shoulders, and found that his shoulders did not feel any weight, just like the one on his shoulders was not a murderous evil thing with a wolf face, but really just a thin light mist hanging.

Before Tang Liu could make any more movements, he felt a stinging pain in his shoulder socket, as if he had been pricked by a needle, and when he turned his head to look at the shoulder socket, the ghost beast hanging on his shoulder had already opened its wolf mouth widely, its four claws jumped back into the air, and its hind legs were about to touch the ground, and it had already twisted its body and pounced on another disciple of Fuyao Peak.

The pearl light was cold, the wall of light was dazzling, and the black light shot through Tang Liu's side and rushed towards the crowd, but he turned a blind eye to everything around him, just with a frightened confusion in his eyes, and fixed on his shoulder socket.

The navy blue robe had a big hole in the shoulder socket as if it had been burned by fire, and a faint black gas was like a living thing, clinging to the flesh and wriggling violently.

The white flesh emitted a fishy smell, like the oil wax that had been poked by a red-hot iron chisel, and in an instant, the black gas melted into a blood hole the size of a fist.

Scarlet pus and blood, yellowish fat, miserable green unknown juice, pink and tender remnants of tendon and flesh, mixed together, mixed into a thin trickle of evil colors, flowing down the blood hole, leaking out a white and miserable bone.

"Ah~~~~~~h

All the strength of the whole body rushed straight to the throat in an instant, tearing the heart and lungs, and the terrified and helpless howl ripped through Tang Liu's throat, and the sharp, high-pitched sound actually drowned out the percussion sound of hundreds of shadow beasts still frantically gouging the large array.

This miserable howl sounded miserable and abnormal, but it did not usher in anyone's distraction, no one thought about why Tang Liu's miserable howl stopped abruptly, no one looked at Tang Liu's chest, abdomen, and back after the miserable howl, his chest and abdomen, and back were dripping with pus that had been dissolved by black gas, leaking out pieces of white bones, but he was still standing with convulsions, like a humanoid candle about to be baked.

However, Tang Liu, who was about to be wiped out, didn't know that he was enough to smile after his death, because his miserable howl saved the lives of most of the disciples of the Heavenly Cangzong in an instant.

The snake is in distress and the turtle is frightened and shrinks its neck.

Between life and death, it is the natural nature of spirits to spare their lives. The beasts and birds who have just opened their wisdom know that they must protect their lives before they are dangerous, not to mention the monks who seize the aura of heaven and earth, and use the wonder of creation to cultivate their bodies and strengthen their souls.

Tang Liu's cultivation is limited, and he was killed by a blow from the Phantom Beast under the tempering of the temper, and the little careful thinking about saving his life before has a hidden evil cause, and the lack of luck is his own providence.

This miserable howl before his body died, high-pitched straight into the sky, when the pitch was low, a hundred shadow beasts had already volleyed towards the disciples of the Tiancang Sect, and at the same moment, the disciples of the Tiancang Sect had just completely recovered their clarity from the impact of the peculiar smell, although they were still facing the wall of light, but the miserable howl suddenly entered the ears, and it came to an abrupt end, and the disciples suddenly felt awe-inspiring in their hearts, the divine soul was alert, and between the lightning flashes of divine consciousness, half of the disciples on the inner side of the half ring almost at the same time The spiritual energy in the dantian Lingding suddenly agitated, and came out through the body, forming a protective body Linggang in an instant, and the remaining half of the disciples turned sharply and suddenly dispersed。

The miserable howl stopped abruptly, and another clear whistle suddenly entered the ears, the whistling sound was clear and cold, like ice hitting a jade plate, and the golden attack was exhausted.

The whistling sound began on the flat ground and stretched in the air, but there was no sound between heaven and earth.

In the eyes of the disciples of Cangzong for most of the day, Lin Ling had already floated up, soaring into the air, waving his left hand, and three magic talismans exploded in the air, and in an instant, the open space was as bright as day.

Lin Ling was like a mountain in front of Xiasheng, the moon hung in the air, and after his outstanding figure, the light wall of the Taiyin Killing Array dissipated, and hundreds of shadow beasts were no longer blocked, like a flood pouring down like a waterfall.

In the Heavenly Cang Sect's subtle body method, the "Broken Star" is good at flashing and moving, running long distances. The magic of "Fufeng" is that the body is as light as flocculent, like smoke rising with the wind, and the fog is rising from the sun, but the "Fufeng" body method, the cultivation of the Qi refining period cannot be used at all, and it can only allow Lin Ling to stay in the air for a few breaths. The three talismans that exploded in the air were the Dawn Talisman with the Yang Yan Determination Pardon System, but after ten breaths, the clear ground could only be seen dimly by relying on a hundred and ten pearls.

Lin Lingsheng suppressed a mouthful of blood that surged to his throat, forcibly breaking through the suppressed realm, and the subsequent damage to the dantian was inevitable, and what was even worse was that he didn't know if he had resumed the cultivation of the foundation building period, and would usher in the heavenly punishment and punishment of the secluded small world in a few breaths. In a hurry, he couldn't take care of it too much, his sleeves were stretched, and his figure was floating in the air lightly, and he first took in the situation in the clearing.

Shouting and scolding in the clearing,* screaming, the sound of breaking the sky, the explosion of magic. The navy blue robe, the pitch-black shadow beast, the dark blue ice pick, and the fiery red flame. It was noisy and noisy, and all kinds of colors gathered together, and the chaos seemed to overturn the gongs and drums, and smashed the dye vat.

South, south, north, west, there are disciples jumping up and down on all sides, the body is different, the speed is different, some are like feather arrows off the string, regardless of the distance towards the dense forest, some are like butterflies wearing flowers, left and right, headless and brainless running around, behind these disciples, more than a dozen shadow beasts outflanked and attacked, and a few single shadow beasts black light and ink shadow, chasing closely. More than a dozen disciples formed a circle formation, and the ring flames of the Earth Fire Technique were protecting the more than ten disciples who were burning, and outside the flames, a circle of shadow beasts was densely surrounded, with their backs bowed and their mouths furious, and they were roaring silently.

The most chaotic and tragic thing is that half of the disciples who launched the body protection Linggang have been completely entangled with a large number of ghost beasts at this time, the light of the spirit gang keeps flashing, countless dark blue ice picks shoot out in all directions, each ice pick can penetrate several shadow beasts, and each disciple also has several shadow beasts hanging on their bodies, with the cultivation of these disciples during the qi refining period, between a few breaths, the spiritual energy will be consumed.

The most striking thing in the clearing was a standing Tiancang Sect disciple, and Lin Ling had already recognized this Fuyao Peak disciple as Tang Liu in a sweep of his eyes. His face was distorted, his eyes were round, and from the neck down, the dark blue shirt on his body was rotten into a few rags, leaving only Sensen's skeleton on the upper half of his body, but from the waist down was intact. On the ground beneath his feet, a pool of pus of evil color was slowly flowing, flowing through the soft ground, flowing through pieces of minced meat, and flowing through various rotten viscera.

Around Tang Liu, who was in a terrifying state of death, there were more than a dozen disciples of the Tiancang Sect, five disciples who had become dead bodies were lying on the ground, half of their bodies became a miserable white skeleton, two disciples were lying on the ground and died, the whole back became a huge blood hole, the three disciples were one in front and two behind, and the legs of the lower body were all white bones, and they could only squirm slowly towards the dense forest on the north side like three green worms, and the three of them stopped after climbing a few steps, their bodies twitched and trembled in severe pain, and on the ground behind them, three thick blood lines stretched out of the distance, and the red was dazzling。 At the beginning of these three blood lines, a disciple of the Heavenly Cang Sect knelt on the ground, his face pressed tightly to the ground, his hands deeply inserted into his scattered thick hair, and let out a screaming scream.

Behind this disciple who has been crazy, three zhang away are the seven monks of the Chaoyin Sect, the first miserable howl sounded, the seven people of the earth spirit son had the same mind, and in an instant, they received the already precarious Taiyin Wei killing array, and between a flip palm, forty-nine earthy yellow array flags with the thunder and fire of the Kan Palace gossip, the position of the earth and water was inserted into the ground in front of him, and the seven people thought of the formation together, and a mist of mist rose flat, and in an instant, the seven people of the earth spirit were shrouded in the mist, when Lin Ling's sight swept by, ten ghost beasts that pounced on the seven people of the earth spirit kept rushing into the condensed water mist, but where did they rush into the water mist, and the next moment it will inevitably turn around from here。

Lin Ling will not be angry with the disciples who are scattered and fleeing, he will not mourn the misfortune of the disciples who have forgotten their bodies, and he will not have the slightest worry about the disciples who are fighting to the death.

The only thing he was worried about was Jing Lian, the tantric Vajra of Zen Buddhism.

On the west side of the clearing, Jinglian is still sitting down, holding fists in her hands, her middle fingers erected, and her fingers are together, and her shape is a halberd. The top of the head was born to show the four-petal pure lotus, and another piece of lotus petals withered and drooped, behind his head, the Vajra wheel showed its line, after the wheel, a piece of Zen light condensed the great Wei Deming King, the body is embodied, as high as seven zhang.

Jinglian is the victorious protector at this time, the king of the evil spirit, under the flow of Zen thoughts, the great power of the Ming king condensed by the condensation of Zen light, the wishful treasure stick in one hand, the three-pronged golden halberd in the other, and a sweep of thousands of troops, instantly turned the three shadow beasts that rushed first into three flying black smoke.

But after this powerful blow, the Great Mighty Deming King Faxiang behind Jing Lian suddenly disappeared.

Dozens of Shadow Beasts, head to tail, pounced on the west side of the clearing.

Lin Ling's figure was slowly falling, and between raising his hand, a faint blue streamer shot into the sky.