Mortals relied on the power of the enchantment while attacking with the bone knives in their hands.

But the blue-faced beast is a demon beast!

Even the monks with lower cultivation couldn't do anything with the green-faced beast, how could those mortal bone knives hurt the green-faced beast?

In just a few moments, there were already many mortal corpses on the edge of the barrier.

Shen Ping'an's wrist moved slightly, and the aura thinner than a hair condensed into a large net and pounced towards the blue-faced beasts.

The net looked tattered, as if it was about to break in the next second, but when it touched the green-faced beast, it instantly imprisoned all of the green-faced beast's movements.

"Go."

Shen Ping'an snorted lightly.

The beetle snake turned into a streamer of light and rushed straight into the blue-faced beasts.

No matter how he said it, he was a snake with the blood of an ancient demon beast.

What's more, the beetle snake is wise!

After feeling the breath of the blue-faced beasts, the beetle snake couldn't help but squint its eyes in comfort.

These are for him to eat!

Demon beasts are different from humans, the law of the weak and the strong among demon beasts is the most basic law, the strong devour the weak, this is the instinct carved in the bones of every demon beast.

For the beetle snake, these green-faced beasts in front of him are all his food!

The beetle snake enters the blue-faced beast herd, just like a mouse enters a rice tank, so uncomfortable.

Kang Chenyang and Qin Lang didn't dare to be careless, after all, these blue-faced beasts couldn't tell the difference between mortals and monks.

In the eyes of the blue-faced beasts, they are all food!

This battle lasted until dawn, and the gray sky of the Canglan Mirror revealed a wisp of light because of the dawn, Kang Chenyang wiped the sweat on his face and exhaled a turbid breath.

"Finally all gone."

He only felt that his meridians were tired, if it wasn't for Shen Ping'an who had taught him how to better control his spiritual power, he would have fallen to the ground with exhaustion by now.

There were a large number of blue-faced beasts, and even with the strength of him and Qin Lang, it would be difficult to strangle all the blue-faced beasts, so they could only drive them away.

Now outside the barrier, the corpses of the blue-faced beasts and the corpses of mortals are stacked on top of each other, and the mortals in the village are laboriously dragging their own corpses out.

People always want to return to their roots.

How could he hold on for so long?

Qin Lang secretly looked at Kang Chenyang, and the rating of Kang Chenyang's strength in his heart went up a notch.

He originally thought that this Kang Chenyang was an embroidered pillow, but now it seems that his strength is not bad.

That's even more damning.

All the nosy people, the stronger the strength, the faster they will die.

Back then, that darling of the Heavenly Dao, didn't he still fall into the same way, and since then he has lost his chance with Xiuzhen.

"Good work." Shen Ping'an held Kang Chenyang with one hand and gave Kang Chenyang some aura.

There was only a little spiritual energy left in Kang Chenyang's body, and it was on the verge of exhaustion at any time.

As soon as Shen Ping'an lost his aura like this, Kang Chenyang suddenly felt that his painful knotted meridians were gradually stretching.

"Thank you."

He thanked him softly and stood firm with Shen Ping'an's strength.

"Thank you for me, thank yourself."

She laughed.

Kang Chenyang is different from those monks.

I just don't know, are there so many monks in this world, Kang Chenyang, or Meng Zhuo Zhenzun?

Or is it ......

The east wind has overwhelmed the west wind.

Despite Shen Ping'an's help, the mortals were still killed and injured, and the man who asked Shen Ping'an for help was also dead.

His neck was broken by the green-faced beast, and his limbs were mutilated, but his wife recognized him by his clothes.

"Thank you to the three immortal elders for their help."

The man died, and his wife took over his burden.

The man's wife is a dark and strong girl, and the battle makes her have to be strong, and there is no way for a thin person to survive in the Canglan Mirror.

Qin Lang looked at this girl's appearance and couldn't help frowning.

What kind of girl in the cultivation realm is pursuing now?

To the willow waist, to the lotus step to move lightly, to the weak willow to support the wind, as if the wind can be blown down, but also to be gentle and smooth.

According to Shen Ping'an's summary, it is three words - easy to control.

Physical weakness means that it is difficult to resist physically, and meekness and meekness represent greater mental attachment to others.

Such a woman can only be suppressed forever.

Such a woman is not disgusted by the men in the mirror.

If it is placed in the cultivation realm, it is not something that a man can look up to.

"Our generation of monks takes it as their responsibility to protect the common people in the world, and when they encounter such things, they naturally cannot stand idly by."

Qin Lang smiled and helped the woman, his eyes glanced at the woman's thick arm, and he suddenly became even more disgusted.

The woman was really grateful to Shen Ping'an.

It has been tens of thousands of years since the formation of the Canglan Mirror, and today's mortals have long been worn away from all their tempers, and they have accepted their fate.

Or in other words, they have not seen the outside world, and they think that all mortals have to suffer so much like them.

Suffering became a habit, and they were grateful when someone occasionally lent a helping hand.

But they didn't know that it was the monks in front of them who brought them suffering.

The woman didn't notice Qin Lang's disgust, and after she thanked her, she hurriedly continued to clean up the mess with the others.

The corpses of the monsters allow them not to have to run for food for a short time, but they have also lost many of their companions.

And the bloodstains on the outside must also be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise more demon beasts will be attracted.

She has a lot more to do.

"Senior sister, there are suddenly a lot more blue-faced beasts this time, it's too weird, I'm going to investigate, junior sister wants to go with me?"

When there were only three people left, Qin Lang looked at Shen Ping'an.

The blue-faced beast came strangely, and he intuitively felt that there must be something strange in this.

I'm afraid that some heavy treasure is about to be born.

After all, although it is dangerous in the mirror, there are enough opportunities.

"I also think it's very strange, since my senior brother said so, I'll go with my senior brother."

Shen Ping'an's eyebrows were crooked, and his fingers unintentionally stroked the thick bracelet on her wrist.

It's a beetle snake that eats too much.

Now that the whole snake has gained weight, Shen Ping'an's wrist hurts.

Fat snake.

She couldn't help but complain in her heart.

The three of them had only settled in the stronghold temporarily, but now they decided to investigate the cause of the attack of the blue-faced beast, so naturally they would not stay in the village for long, and after leaving the black strong woman, the three of them left the village.

"Ancestor, did the glimmer of life you said come to us?"

The black strong woman looked at the three people who had disappeared, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and threw the jade that had been shattered in her hand on the ground and completely crushed it.

The avenue is ruthless, leaving them in a dead end.

The avenue is affectionate, leaving them a glimmer of life.

And now, she sees a glimmer of life.