In the ancient jungle, there was a huge road, which was made by migrants with their bodies, and the original wide road that could accommodate the migration of 10,000 people became narrower the farther away.

What is clearly visible along the way are the traces left on the ground after the battle, although there are green plants growing back, but those recesses are clearly visible.

And under those green plants, I don't know how much blood and bones were covered.

"The road has narrowed...... "The wolf said worriedly.

"Faster!" Ye Cang spoke.

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As the sky gets darker and the night always gives people fear, the monks of Zhantan Monastery are with the Buddha all day long, and their hearts are tenacious, but those who have not embarked on the path of cultivation are unbearable.

When the human race was first born, it survived in the gap between all races, and there were many night races that fed on people and dragged people away in the night, leaving only the terrible screams and the roars of the night races.

At that time, the night was facing death for the Terrans, and since then, the fear of the night has been imprinted in the depths of the blood, and now, the cruel world has awakened the fear in the depths of the blood.

The Westerners, who had been running around and noisy, were quiet at this time, afraid to make a sound, afraid of being detected by the danger in the night.

The monks of Zhantan Temple surrounded the Ximin in the middle of the crowd, and half of them were stained with blood.

"Senior brother, it's getting dark again...... a young monk said uneasily.

The elder monk sighed, "The beast tide is coming again. ”

The older monk looked at the Westerners who were being protected by the monks in the back, and their faces turned yellow, and the Westerners had spent the past two months in fear.

Every night, Ximin has difficulty sleeping, and sometimes when the little two cry, their parents press their mouths tightly, and they dare not make a sound.

The elder monk lamented: "The poor monks are ashamed, I am afraid that I can't take them out of the western land, if those junior disciples are still ......."

Coming out of Zhantan Temple, there were five monks from the Tianzhou Realm, more than 30 monks from the Life Sea Realm, and more than 500 monks from the Three Tribulations Realm.

But in this migration of life and death, there are too many deaths, which makes people's hearts tremble, such as today there are only three monks in the Zhou Realm, and there are only more than a hundred monks in the Life Sea Realm, and the original team of tens of thousands of people has now disappeared by half.

If it weren't for the monks of Zhantan Temple who risked their lives to protect the Western people, perhaps these Western people would have died.

In the first month, they protected the monks and westerners of the Three Grinding Realms well, but as time passed, the western land of Nuoda grew from a desert to a barren forest, and many extinct creatures appeared.

But those resurrected creatures only have the Three Tribulations Realm, and the monks of the Life Sea Realm and the Tianzhou Realm are too powerful compared to the originally revived creatures, and they protect the Ximin very well.

At that time, they were saddened by the blood on their hands and had no face to see the Buddha, but now they are saddened that too many monks and Westerners have died, been devoured and killed by those resurrected beings.

There is an endless amount of poison in the barren forest, and even a monk from the Heavenly Circumference Realm died under the poison.

His body turned black rapidly, and even the Buddha's light was difficult to completely get rid of, so he had to be reborn by other monks in the Heavenly Zhou Realm with the Buddha's light, but every day the monks washed his body with the Buddha's light was a huge load.

And as time went on, the barren forest became more and more terrifying, and more and more dangers came, and tens of thousands of ferocious beasts and other races with spiritual intelligence made it difficult for them to deal with ......

After a few more days, after everyone had fallen asleep, he quietly said goodbye to his fellow brothers and sisters, and then quietly left.

In the end, the monk couldn't rest assured that the juniors and Ximin of Zhantan Temple were still in peace, and when they finally parted, they also begged: "Senior brother, you must take them out......

The moonlight was clear, and it was extremely cold, and the monk was holding a wooden staff, his steps getting slower and slower, and his other hand covering his mouth and nose.

He was coughing up blood, he gave up the suppression of the poison in his body, and let the poison erode, the black blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, not only that, but the poison was also eating away at his body.

The flesh continued to melt away from his body, making his figure thinner and thinner, until the monk disappeared completely, and even the robe on his body was corrupted by the poison.

The young monk clearly felt the sadness of the older monk, and said, "Senior brother...... I don't know how they are doing, master? ”

The elder monk shook his head and said he didn't know: "The master and a few uncles have gone farther away, and they are still far to the west of the holy mountain, and the master should have bypassed the holy mountain when he comes." ”

"The holy mountain is even more terrifying, if it weren't for that, the uncles and ancestors would have already come to look for us, and the Buddha of Zhan Tan is merciful...... May the Buddha bless the Ximin and Zhantan Temple to survive this catastrophe! ”

"Zhantan Merit Buddha."

Several monks chanted the Buddha's name in unison.

The earth shook and woke up the silent night.

"Enemy attack!"

The monks of the Tianzhou Realm of Zhantan Temple were the first to notice, and before they had time to get up, they used the roar of the little lion to wake up the monks and Westerners who were resting.

"Defend against the enemy!" The monk shouted.

The monks rose from the ground one after another, leaving an open space in the center and surrounding the westerners.

The westerners held the child in their arms, and although they wept in fear, they still comforted the child.

There was a young man holding the leg bones of a fierce beast that had been sharpened unusually sharp, with fierce eyes and fierce eyes, which were the bones of the fierce beast that had been slain, sharpened and sharpened, and were used by the Westerners as a weapon to defend against the enemy.

The outermost monk was the first to be hit by the fierce beast, and the huge fierce beast torrent almost tore the defense line, but the monk did not take half a step back, rose up to resist, regardless of life and death, and fought with the fierce beast.

"Death to the beasts!"

The monk rose up, the monk can kill a fierce beast with one blow, the fierceness is incomparable, there is no trace of mercy in the temple, the monk is the most bitter in his heart, and he has committed the most uncommitted.

The body of the monks of Zhantan Temple is washed by the light of the Buddha every day, and the strength of the body far exceeds that of the fierce beasts, but there are too many fierce beasts, and they are not afraid of death.

On the battlefield, the sound of fighting, the roar of beasts, and the cries of the Westerners continued.

On the battlefield, there are three monks who rise to the sky, and the monks of the Heavenly Zhou Realm can control the void with their emptiness.

"Evil beast!"

"Kill!"

The three of them rushed to kill in different directions, but there were too many fierce beasts, even if hundreds of fierce beasts died under their palm, they still couldn't stop the torrent, and the fierce beasts they killed were still too few compared to the beast tide.

They also reached the moment of weakness, and spent too much of their origin washing the body of the poisoned monk.

"How many beasts are there? It can't be clean. A monk looked at the fierce beasts that were constantly rushing from afar and said, his voice trembled, even if those fierce beasts were only refining the body of the Three Tribulation Realm, but there were too many.

"Maybe more than 50,000!" Some monks looked at the rolling torrent and speculated in a trembling voice.

"So what? Even if we monks fall here, we will survive this calamity. The monk with a broken foot spoke, and he stood with his stick on his club, still fighting.

In a short period of time, hundreds of monks died, torn apart by ferocious beasts, devoured in battle, and their bones were gone.

"It's been more than a month, we're already exhausted, and we're going out of the West soon, this is the last battle, and we'll do our best to bring the people out of the West." One day, the monks of the Zhou Realm roared, and the words were spread to all parts of the battlefield with the roar of the lion, arousing the surging war spirit between the monks and the Western people.

"Defend the line of defense, and don't let the beast step into the line of defense. There are the people of the West, the women and the children, and the old men. A monk shouted.

"It's been a month on and off, but the beasts have not decreased, but there are more and more, someone must be controlling them, gathering them here, and we can't get out!" One day, the monk of the Zhou Realm speculated coldly.

"If you can find them, kill them and they can be resolved, if there is a senior brother of the Divine Hidden Realm here, with the power of the divine soul to investigate, the evil obstacles hiding in the shadows can't be avoided, but it's a pity that ......," the elderly monk with a broken foot sighed.

"Now we have to do everything we can to kill the beast!" The old monk with a broken foot spoke, but the battlefield was not optimistic.

"Senior brother, I can't stop it!" A monk spoke.

"Senior brother!" Some monks exclaimed, their voices full of worry, but they did not receive a response, only a terrible cry of pain, which was heartbreaking.

They were originally very strong, but this month, the fierce beasts have been endless, has been consuming them, if compared to the combat power, they are not weaker than the fierce beasts, but because they need to protect the western people, they can only be continuously consumed by the fierce beasts.

"Senior brother! Plug the gap, and a fierce beast will rush in! Seeing that the defense line had been breached, a monk hurriedly spoke.

"The uncles have been killed, for fear of hurting us, we will resist these fierce beasts that have slipped through the net, as long as we block them, we will have life!" He also wanted the monk to roar, and he had no fear in the face of the torrent of fierce beasts.