The four gates of Yujing all burst out with a much brighter spell light than before, and it was the attack of the strong guard.

Yan Kaiting looked at the west gate leading directly to the Black Water Wharf, probably because there were few towns in that direction and it was close to the waterway, the black fog gathered the fastest and thickest.

The billowing mist had climbed up the wall, and the entire section of the horseback wall was no longer visible. The black mist was surging desperately, trying to penetrate into the city, but it was like being held by an invisible hand, and he couldn't take a step beyond the thunder pool.

In the mist, there seemed to be countless amorphous lifeforms, rising and contracting, writhing, and clashing, and gradually you could see the shapes of beasts and people.

It was the monster that was breaking free of the spatial gap little by little.

Countless flashes of cold light in the black mist came and went, slashing, smashing, splitting, or stabbing at the monsters that had not yet fully formed.

Some of the monsters dissipated, only letting out a sharp scream, and some of the monsters were divided into two parts, but they condensed but did not disperse, and the two halves began to form separately.

And in the fierce battle of shadows, the howl of the fierce beast was heard from time to time, and occasionally a large furry claw was seen scratching a hole in the black mist, and limb fragments flew out of it.

The bloody air sent by the night wind became thicker and thicker.

Suddenly, a little green shimmer lit up from the fog, and it was very inconspicuous at first, as if it was the reflection of some magic weapon. In an instant, the entire black mist was dyed green, and the dripping black began to fade slowly, like ink on rice paper.

When the greenery renders the small half of the battlefield, everything grows!

Every bit of light is a seed, sprouting, spitting, and a moment later, in the sea of black mist, a swaying green plant is planted.

That is Xia Pingsheng's wood is supernatural, clear as a sea of grass.

And in the grassland, which is full of life, monks and monsters are fighting to the death.

At this moment, you can already see the form of monsters, except that the whole body seems to be wrapped in a layer of magic clouds, they are like birds of prey, like fierce beasts, like humans, like spirits, so similar to all kinds of creatures in this world, like reflections in the water on two sides of the same body.

Yan Kaiting suddenly felt a movement of his qi, and felt a great malice appear on the right back side, and the back of his shoulder was slightly cold.

On the back right side is the Void, where will something appear?

Yan Kaiting didn't turn around immediately, he urged his divine sense to expand outward, and two purple lightning bolts on his right arm went down around his wrist, and thunder was in his empty palm.

In the air on the right back, a black mass suddenly fell out, as if someone had cut a piece of the space down.

The mass of things was not of any shape, it was sticky when it was peeled off from the air, but instead of falling to the ground, it bounced off and threw it at Yan Kaiting.

It was faster than lightning, but it didn't make the slightest sound of breaking through the air, and it was as black as if it were one with the night. At the moment of flight, its form had changed dozens of times, and finally turned into a sharp blade, which went straight into Yan Kaiting's vest.

Yan Kaiting happened to be at this moment, he turned half of his body, and the target that the demon blade was facing turned into his right arm with purple lightning and thunder flashing together.

Yan Kaiting punched out, and there was a soft "boom", and the thunder group and the demon blade in his palm exploded together.

The movement on the top of the Huabiao focused the attention of everyone below, and all kinds of magic weapon blades were unsheathed one after another, and then monsters in the form of black smoke appeared from all corners in various unbelievable ways.

The battle in the castle began.

Yan Kaiting, Fu Mingxuan, Tu Yuyong, and Lu Li each guarded a Huabiao. Outside the main hall where the array eye magic weapon is located, the strong men of each family will open the defense line.

Compared to the battlefield outside the city, it is rare to encounter a combination of fierce beasts and monsters in the city, and the pressure is relatively small, but the guardians are not much easier.

Because there is no guide array, the appearance of monsters in the city is random, and sometimes they even stick to the back of the monks in the fierce battle, and it is very easy to be caught off guard. The ordinary monks in the family clan were all in formation, and even so, they were still inevitably killed and injured.

The blood in the "Four Elephants and Four Seasons Garden" is also getting heavier, and it is almost all the blood of monks here, mixed with demonic energy, which is even more uncomfortable. At four o'clock, some of the ordinary monks in the forest began to turn pale and make mistakes one after another.

Seeing this, the captains shouted and changed the formation, and everyone pulled into concentric circles, resting inside, fighting outside, and then exchanging sides after a while.

This can effectively reduce casualties, but the downside is that the efficiency of intercepting monsters will also decrease, and if they appear from a tricky angle, they are likely to escape and cause harm to other neighborhoods.

Yan Kaiting turned his head on one side, letting go of a black spear that appeared out of thin air from the upper right corner, although he dodged in time, the dodge distance was too short, and a few hairs floating on his sideburns were cut off, dangerous and dangerous.

The black spear was held by a large hand behind him.

Yan Kaiting suddenly rushed forward, then turned around in the air, and the black spear slashed a few inches in front of his chest, returning in vain. If he had just turned around and fought on the spot, he might have been hit.

Carrying the spear condensed by the black mist was a tall humanoid monster, which was the most human-like demon Yan Kaiting had seen so far.

The outline of the demon is clear, the facial features are like, and the body is vigorous, if it were not for the overall surface as if it were shrouded in a layer of flowing black veil, it would be no different from a human.

Yan Kaiting had already been fighting with the Taichu Hammer, when a burst of purple runes disappeared on the hammer's head, and the hammer handle suddenly elongated by a few inches. He grasped the palm of his hand a few times and adjusted the grip of the hammer. Now the Taichu Hammer is no longer a big boxing glove, but more like a long heavy soldier.

The demon's arm holding the spear slowly raised, holding it flat on his chest, and the black flame in his other hand jumped, grazing inch by inch from the spear's body.

Yan Kaiting's expression changed slightly, the black flame was actually bright, although it was extremely weak, and it looked extremely uncomfortable, not at all the meaning of the light and warmth of the flame that humans saw.

How can you get the monster to completely shape the black spear in front of him!

The purple light of the Taichu Hammer in Yan Kaiting's hand skyrocketed, and he pulled out a tangible light blade like a practice, and slashed it over.

The demon looked up, and Yan Kaiting even suspected that he saw the shape of his mouth and pursed it, as if he was smiling.

The posture of holding the spear did not change at all, and the black flame in the demon's other hand swelled, instantly turning into a shield, and slammed into the Taichu Hammer's match. Immediately afterwards, the demon raised the black spear in the form of a spear and threw it at Yan Kaiting!

The impact was intense, and the mid-air was full of sparks of purple lightning and black flame fragments entangled and exploding, but everything was silent, as if this side of the sky was completely engulfed in darkness.

Yan Kaiting obviously suffered a loss, and was knocked out of the ground, and the light on the beginning of Tai was completely extinguished.

Before he could breathe, a feeling of extreme danger struck.

Yan Kaiting's hair suddenly stood on end, and the "Time for a Hundred Generations" miraculous power was launched. He pulled out the shadow so quickly that his figure looked like a blur, but that wasn't enough, and he also made a volley motion at the same time.

With a muffled snort, sparks flew on Yan Kaiting's shoulder, and where the black spear stabbed, a string of metal friction sounds were pulled, and then he flashed back a few feet.

Fang Cai's series of actions still failed to completely avoid the monster attack, and Yan Kaiting finally relied on the magic robe on his body to resist, plus the reaction force of the spear attack, he could escape.

At this time, someone finally noticed this.

The first is Fu Mingxuan, who has been able to do it so far, in addition to clearing the monsters around Huabiao, he also has the spare strength to take care of the teams below. However, Fu Mingxuan's position was opposite to Yan Kaiting, and when he saw it, the black spear was only a little bit close to being inserted into Yan Kaiting's throat.

Fu Mingxuan's face changed, and the Qiushui long sword in his hand suddenly shook so that the entire sword body began to tremble slightly.

A tangible sword light separated from the sword body and rose in mid-air, one into two, two into four, four into eight, and then all the sword rays fanned out, and rushed towards the monster in the air. The sword light was still splitting in mid-air, and when it passed the center line of the courtyard, there was already a row of extremely amazing light blades.

Such a big movement also caused Han Fenglai to raise his head, he had been on the ground, and he was very lucky, there were not many monsters around him.

The people around him don't have high requirements for him, and the sound cultivator is generally not strong in attack, but the music can help the combat monk keep his consciousness clear, and it is an excellent auxiliary profession.

When Han Fenglai saw Fu Mingxuan's row of light blades in the air, he suddenly showed surprise, and immediately turned his head to look in the direction of Yan Kaiting. When the tall monster holding the black spear came into view, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the next string plucked by the gong hou in his hand suddenly raised a scale.

The monster also seemed to feel something strange at the moment, and stopped under his feet and turned his head.

However, it only glanced at the light blade that pounced, and it didn't pay any attention to it, and continued to pursue Yan Kaiting.