"If I can survive today's crisis, I Yin Tai is willing to accept punishment!" Yin Tai struggled to get up from the ground, trying to make himself look less embarrassed, he held his head proudly, as if Ji Laoba's cold gaze had aroused his competitive spirit.

"Very well, you remember today's words. From now on, Hugh will pester Manzhu again. ”

Yin Tai was shocked, he looked at Ji Laoba's figure in shock, the pride in his eyes gradually collapsed, and then collapsed to the ground.

Ji Laoba glanced at Yin Tai lightly, and then glanced at Lu Xuan, who was hiding behind the rock, without a trace, and let out a heavy cold snort again, his figure flickered, and when he reappeared, he was already on the body of the cave newt.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you." Ji Laoba's small body floated on top of the cave newt's head like autumn leaves, and the halo emanating from his hand was soft like a peaceful dream, gently falling on the cave newt's head.

As the halo fell, the newt's clenched claws in pain slowly relaxed, and the milky white blood that was spilling out was decreasing, and the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Fortunately, it didn't hurt Neidan, the divine beast deserves to be a divine beast, and it actually saved its life under such a deadly attack." Ji Laoba sighed slightly, and his face revealed distress. On the True Martial Continent, those who can be turned into divine beasts are already rare, because they are rarer than the races that have been continued from the Great Wilderness, and the corresponding bloodline power is even more powerful. Due to various reasons, the number of divine beasts can be said to be one less, and the gradual withering of this bloodline can be called a common loss for all lives in the Quanzhenwu Continent.

Because it is rumored that the existence of divine beasts is to defend the continent as the fundamental purpose, they are directly under the fundamental laws of the world, and they will not appear in the human world unless necessary, let alone participate in all kinds of disputes in the human world.

After saying this, Ji Laoba turned his head to look at the magic circle, and he muttered to himself: "What the dean said is very true, if you don't do your best to help the Cave Newt Divine Beast suppress the undead, I'm afraid the first to be destroyed is probably the Qi Philosophy Academy." We don't have any defenses yet, and we can't let the undead break through the circle. ”

After helping the newt suppress the red light that was raging in his mind, he flew to his feet, and an ornate staff slowly emerged from between his hands. The staff is a shiny silver color and is topped with a large orb surrounded by two snow-white wings. And surrounded by totems, the elements are breathed, and the divine brilliance is melodious and tactful, like the messengers of the gods who came out of ancient books in the Middle Ages.

Yin Tai looked at this scene intently, and Lu Xuan, who was immersed in cultivation, also opened his eyes and looked at this scene, and both of them paid extremely hard pillows. If nothing else, just because this is the first time they have seen Ji Laoba's true cultivation.

Although the vast and vast true qi is not as good as the cave newt divine beast, but with his existence, the situation in the scene was reversed in an instant, Ji Lao Ba chattered in his mouth, and the rapid casting of spells made the true qi in the space be quickly mobilized, and in a mysterious way, condensed the true qi and accumulated strength.

The true qi in the air around him was drained in an instant, and he closed his eyes, and the incantation in his mouth did not stop.

The huge bead on the staff bloomed with a brilliant brilliance, a holy radiance, and one bathed in it could be completely baptized in body and mind, as if any sin that had arisen could be purified by the light of eternity.

"The enlightenment of the gods, the heavenly feather is born!" After Ji Laoba's last syllable was recited, the clear voice turned into an unspeakable command and was conveyed to the beads of the staff, and then he opened his eyes, and a trace of divinity crossed them, and he raised the staff high.

A huge beam of light shot straight into the sky, quickly forcing the red back.

The holy clouds shrouded in the sky, as if they were wandering between the heavens and the earth, and countless feathers swayed and fell, which made Lu Xuan think that it was a cold winter moon with goose feathers and heavy snow at this time.

This martial art made Lu Xuan and Yin Tai fall into a strong shock, none of them expected that Ji Laoba, who was originally sloppy and sloppy, would have such a strong strength!

Lu Xuan couldn't help but recall his appearance in Jiming Village, his reputation was notorious, everyone was bored, and anyone could bully him twice, but he turned a blind eye to these behaviors.

What is a Superior Man? This is the master!

Lu Xuan couldn't help but be amazed, the contrast between before and after made him a little difficult to accept.

Seeing this, the newt hissed, and there was a kind emotion in its eyes, and it raised its head, and let out a howl that could pull the vision of heaven and earth.

Then the environment of lightning and thunder reappeared, and the heavy rain fell mercilessly on the ground, drenching Yin Tai and Lu Xuan into soup chickens.

Ji Laoba turned his head and nodded lightly at the newt, and the two joined forces to regain control of the circle.

And on the other side.

Blood red is the main color of this world, and magma gushes out of the cracks in the ground, and the aura of slaughter swells everywhere. On the edge of a cliff, countless skeleton warriors all tilted their heads and quietly looked at the magic circle above the heavenly dome.

At this time, the circle has changed from blood red to its normal color. There was even a little more holiness that disgusted the priests.

The skeletal priest hovered in mid-air and howled angrily, the staff in his hand swung upwards fiercely, and a hellfire that could only appear in purgatory instantly surged upwards and bombarded the circle, but his attack had little effect, and failed to achieve the same fruitful results as before.

He roared unwillingly, but in his heart he had to admit that the reinforcements on the opposite side had arrived, and his hope of breaking through the magic circle was getting slimmer and slimmer. He turned his head to look down, and the soul fire suddenly rose with an evil aura, and a voice came out of his mouth: "Now that our legion has been guarding here for many years, we finally have encountered such a good opportunity, and we can't let it slip out of our hands!" Ladies and gentlemen, would you like to see this happen? ”

"I don't want to!" The sound of the mountain roaring and tsunami came from below, converging into a sea of sound waves.

"Very well, are you willing to sacrifice your lives for our grand desire to return to the Sunny Lands!" The voice of the sacrifice was full of impassioned encouragement.

"Yes!" The souls of the skeleton warriors sparked with fearless light, and they all knew that they were based on the belief that they would rather die for the sake of their race than spare their lives.

The levitating priest sighed slightly, "There is news from friendly forces thousands of miles away that their magic circle there has been forcibly closed by an unknown teenager, so it will take a few more years to reopen the magic circle, and we will not allow this to happen here!" Therefore I need to draw on your strength, my warriors! ”

Saying this, the staff in his hand waved slightly, and the staff with a skull as the source of power at the top instantly glowed with a powerful attraction, and under the shroud of this traction, the soul fire of countless skeletons leaped up one after another, converging into a flickering river, and converged towards the skeleton at the top of the sacrificial staff!

The power of the sacrifice swelled to the point of trembling in an instant, and I saw countless bloody qi slamming into the circle like a surging wave, making the circle show an erratic luster, that is to say, under this level of attack, the other party had reached the point of being overstretched!

Thinking like this, the flame of the sacrificial soul was lit again, even more eerie than before. His staff swung up, and the river continued to blast towards the circle.

The circle was on the verge of crumbling, and at this moment, the two sides reached some kind of strange balance!

What is this state like? Even the sacrifice is ridiculous to say, that is, any slight change is enough to change the situation on both sides of the confrontation.

Thinking like this, he became more and more angry, and he turned his head to look down, and found that there was really no one available. Because many of the skeletons' soul fires were turned into power for the sacrifices to send, and the rest were embarrassed.

They are just an army that is specifically staring at whether the magic circle is turned on, that is to say, it is not the main force at all. Because the main force had more important tasks to complete, only those with modest strength like them were sent to defend the formation.

I knew that the king would send more skeletons! Thinking like this, the priest's heart welled up with remorse, because he had sworn in front of Skeletron that he would be able to seize the opportunity to let the army of the undead set foot on the Land of the Sun as soon as possible.

However, now that the situation is grim, he wants to take down the other party in one fell swoop, in which case he will be a hero worshiped by the undead clan.

It was out of such eagerness that he moved harder and harder.

But as time passed, he found a phenomenon that made him feel relieved, that is, the current situation was in his favor, although his current loss was very huge, but the other party was also the same. If he expects it right, he will be able to decide the winner in the next ten minutes.

And with the soul fire of countless undead as a source of strength, then the victorious side must be their own!

Thinking of this, his joy was palpable.

However, just when the strength of the other party was reduced to a certain level, a strange change suddenly occurred!

I saw a pale golden light carrying the power of the desolation streak across the center of the circle, and an arm emitting golden light appeared in the vision of the undead.

With the appearance of this arm, the eyes of the undead seeped with unparalleled fear, like a mouse seeing a cat, and the tremor of the soul.