The battle on the battlefield in the distance was fierce, and there were already more than a dozen demon corpses lying on the ground, but the demon clan was cunning and abnormal, fighting on the edge.

The disciples of Huayuan Sect were not relaxed, and when they looked closely, they didn't know when it started, and more than twenty blue-shirted disciples had already gathered together and were besieged among the alien races. Many of the disciples were covered in blood, and some were half-lying behind the blue-shirted disciples, obviously losing their combat effectiveness.

In this way, those Huayuan Sect disciples who were still fighting fiercely had to protect the injured disciples while fighting with the alien race, which seemed even more difficult, and some of them had a resolute look in their eyes.

"Senior brother, the strength of the alien race is several times that of this sect, and if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that we won't be able to get out. A young disciple with drooping arms and close to Jin Yang said with a tired face.

"Senior Brother Zhang Feng's arm is okay?" Jin Yang asked with a concerned expression.

"Thank you for your concern, Zhang can still hold on. It's just that if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the brothers and sisters won't be able to last long. Zhang Feng looked at the tired fellow disciples around him, and said with a somewhat anxious face.

Jin Yang also felt the eager eyes of the junior brothers and sisters, and it was obvious that everyone was waiting for him to come up with an idea. Although everyone volunteered to participate in the battle and support at the beginning, but now it seems that the battle of the alien race is far beyond imagination, and if the battle continues like this, Hua Yuanzong is only afraid that it will only increase casualties.

"Senior Brother South, you protect the injured junior brothers and sisters, and the rest of the junior brothers and sisters who still have combat effectiveness will break through from the southeast together with me. Jin Yang glanced back at the hiding place of those mortal-level disciples and walked in the other direction.

"Listen to the elder brother. Nanfang licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the steel knife in his hand went around horizontally, knocking back a demon clan, and looked around vigilantly.

"Okay, all the junior brothers and sisters are moving towards the southeast. The long sword in Jin Yang's hand kept fighting, and the soft whip in his hand was waving like a snake shadow, constantly entwining the rushing alien race.

All the disciples silently followed Jin Yang's pace, and some of them looked at those mortal-level disciples who could not be hidden with sad faces, although they tried their best to lure away these alien races, but after those mortal-level disciples were separated, with the strength of the mortal realm, it was too difficult to survive in this secret realm, maybe this time their Huayuan Sect would really be wiped out.

At this time, between the cliff crevices, there was a faint formation screen outside, covering the breath and sound inside, but the inside of the cliff crevices could see everything that was happening outside clearly.

At this time, a young woman had tears in her eyes and said with sobs: "Senior brother, they deliberately led the alien race to the southeast for our sake. Senior Sister Liuli, what should we do?"

A blue graceful figure had a worried look in his eyes at this time, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and looked at the battle group in the distance with concern.

"Senior Brother Nanfang said before leaving, going out of our mortal-level disciples is tantamount to sending them to death. Junior brothers and sisters, you must remember that our lives were bought by all the senior brothers desperately, and one day in the future, we will definitely kill all the aliens and avenge the blood of the senior brothers and sisters!" The woman named Liuli said hatefully, tears unconsciously flowing down her face.

"Well, I won't forget this moment. Senior Sister Liuli, if we are separated from our senior brothers and sisters, what will we do after that?" said a young man in blue with a confused face.

"I don't know if there will be a future. The woman standing in front of the light curtain stared at the warband in the distance, muttering to herself.

On a mountain cliff, a young man in a yellow shirt and a young man in a blue shirt stood side by side, staring at the fierce battle at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

"Senior Brother Mu, shall I go up and help?" Feng Huanyu asked with a solemn look in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Feng, do you think that adding you and me will be useful to deal with those hundreds of alien races? Wouldn't it increase casualties?" Mu Yang shook his head and said indifferently with his eyes.

"But you and I, as human races, are we just watching the disciples of the Shangzong being besieged and killed by foreign races?" Feng Huanyu said with some unbearability in his heart.

"What can I do then? But what happened to Senior Brother Xu, the mountain peak has collapsed, and there is no reason to be smashed by those rocks, right? Or was it killed by lightning above the clouds?" Mu Yang said softly with a deep look.

Feng Huanyu looked at Mu Yang in a daze, he really didn't expect Mu Yang to say such words at this time, as if he didn't care about the safety of his fellow disciples at all, and he was very indifferent to the life and death of his fellow disciples, but he felt a little gloating, which made him feel a little furious in his heart.

"Senior Brother Xu, Jiren has his own natural appearance, and he will be fine if he thinks about it. Although he couldn't figure out Mu Yang's thoughts, Feng Huanyu still prayed for Xu Feiyang and said.

"Well, listening to Senior Brother Feng say this, Mu has also increased his confidence in Senior Brother Xu, maybe... yes?" Mu Yang was talking, when he suddenly saw a cyan figure rushing into the alien race and attacking and killing.

"Senior Brother Xu, it's really okay, Senior Brother Mu, Senior Brother Xu is fighting with other races, and Feng is going to answer it. Feng Huanyu was overjoyed when he saw Xu Feiyang appear, and he didn't care about talking to Mu Yang, but he attacked and killed at the foot of the mountain.

Xu Feiyang rescued him many times, how could he watch him fight with other races and be indifferent. Moreover, he Feng Huanyu has been dealing with demons in the North Styx Mountain all the year round, and he has long regarded hunting demons as his own responsibility, and it is impossible to sit back and watch his fellow disciples being besieged and killed at this time.

"This Feng Huanyu is really hot-blooded, it's a pity to kill him. Anyway, if it can be used by me in the future, it is also a good choice to do things for Tianzun. Otherwise, they will be killed. The young man in the yellow shirt looked at Feng Huanyu's departing back, his eyes flashed with murder, and he said secretly in his heart.

However, it was said that after Xu Feiyang finished disposing of the demon corpse, he saw that all the disciples of Huayuan Sect were pale, and some of them forcibly absorbed the mixed aura of this secret realm due to the loss of spiritual power in the fierce fighting, and a look of defeat faintly appeared on his face, obviously he couldn't hold it for a long time.

At this time, I suddenly saw a demon who made a gun burst out of the demon group, taking advantage of the other demons to surround and kill, his footsteps kicked slightly, the whole person floated in the air, the pitch-black figure was in the air, and the spear suddenly turned around, drawing a perfect black line, stabbing the blue Luo skirt woman who was blocking the demon clan's hammer.

This woman has a round face and thin eyebrows, a thin figure, holding a three-foot long sword in one hand, and supporting the disciple with a collapsed chest behind her with the other, trembling and retreating. Her eyes were resolute, her face was pale, her breath was a little unstable, and every time she took out her sword, it was as if she had hollowed out the spiritual power in her body.

"Alas, it seems that I, Xu Feiyang, should come forward as a hero every time, it's hard not to show my face!" Xu Feiyang sighed softly, and then the light flashed in his hand, the Heavenly Killing Sword was clenched, and the spiritual light flashed under his feet, and a green shadow flickered towards him, and his left hand flickered as he wished, just blocking the woman's side.

There was a crisp "bang", just enough to block the fatal blow of the formidable spear.

The woman with thin eyebrows turned to look at the shadow of the gun that came from the attack, and her heart was shocked, but when she saw the dark red horse training that was blocked, her face showed a trace of doubt, as far as she knew, no one among the senior brothers used this horse training.

At this moment, what stunned her was that a young man in green clothes floated down from the top of Pi Lian, holding Pi Lian with one hand and holding the long sword with the other, with a faint smile on his face, looking at her.

The elegant figure was so majestic in her eyes at this time, which made the woman who had been fighting and fighting on the battlefield all year round even a little hot.