Xing Hongliang ...... This method is relatively safe, and everyone can take turns fighting!"

Situ Wan'er was very annoyed by her carelessness, knowing that this phantom array was not ordinary, and she also pretended to be clever to expose the hole cards in her hand prematurely, and now she is trying her best to maintain Xing Hongliang's combat power, which is to add a bargaining chip for herself to break the formation!

The swamp monster kept emerging from the dense moss, the relatively clean skin was covered with transparent blisters, the arms waving wildly would burst the blisters from time to time due to friction, and the transparent corrosive liquid inside was squeezed and splashed out suddenly, and the spray distance could reach a distance of more than half a meter.

"Pavilion Master don't worry, these shrimp soldiers and crabs will be simply vulnerable!"

Xing Hongliang continued to release the spiritual power in his body and became more and more courageous, as if entering the arrogant realm of self-esteem between heaven and earth, and other people's words entered his ears like a fly buzzing and annoying, Xing Hongliang's suppressed heart for a long time covered up everything, and even the passage of a large amount of spiritual power in his body was ignored by him.

Under Xing Hongliang's furious attack, the swamp monsters that were pierced through the skull by the sword fell to the ground one after another, and the swamp monsters that followed completely ignored the life and death of their companions, and stepped over him without any scruples.

"That corrosive liquid is also useful for monsters, allowing them to kill each other!"

Beard, who had always been paying attention to the current situation of the battle, found that the corrosive liquid was effective against the swamp monster who was also a monster, and was as excited as if he saw a life-saving straw, and after loudly reminding Xing Hongliang, he looked at the monk next to him and asked them about their attitude.

The beard has followed An Yixuan all over the world all the year round, and has experienced several fierce battles of life and death, and what he feels the most is to unite when encountering danger, as long as he is divided by the other party, his own side will inevitably pay a painful price.

"It's a good idea, I wonder what your plan is?"

Situ Wan'er had already discovered the strength of the monster's body fluids, and at the same time discovered the frustrating facts, on the surface, Xing Hongliang killed all directions, and eliminated more than 100 monsters in just a quarter of an hour, successfully curbing the progress of the swamp monsters, but the truth is that the number of monsters has increased instead of decreasing, indicating that simple slaughter is not a good way to deal with these monsters.

Situ Wan'er released a trace of spiritual sense to probe the surrounding situation, and found that there were at least three or five hundred monsters densely packed around, and the number was still increasing, only to feel goosebumps instantly spread all over the body, according to this state of discovery, unless he could wipe out the swamp monsters in an instant, he would continue to follow in Zhao Zhi's footsteps sooner or later.

"I'm a big man who doesn't understand anything, don't look for me if you use your brain!"

The beard wanted to say a major discovery, not only would he be valued or praised by everyone, but he could also wait for the matter to be resolved to get a share of the benefits from Xing Hongliang, but he didn't expect the cunning woman to kick the ball back, putting himself in an extremely embarrassing situation.

"Since the little Taoist friend is so gracious, the old man is here to cheer you on!"

The nameless old man listened to the conversation of several people, and couldn't help but show a hint of mockery, as if he was watching a three-year-old child singing a one-man show, as naïve and funny, and then waved his hand to conjure up a willow leaf sword, and his legs were slightly bent and jumped up and landed steadily on the flying sword, ready to withdraw from the battlefield at any time.

Situ Wan'er's eyes narrowed slightly and stared at Xing Hongliang viciously, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, her fists clenched and made a slight sound, and she couldn't wait to pry open her walnut-sized skull and pour out all the feces and water inside, without self-knowledge, she couldn't understand such an obvious hint, and she was complacent about being used as a gunman voluntarily, no wonder he was over half a hundred years old but still achieved nothing.

Situ Wan'er sighed deeply, decided to give up Xing Hongliang, a stupid person, took out a flying magic weapon from the Qiankun bag and threw it into the air, and in the blink of an eye, an oval disc of about two meters appeared, Situ Wan'er sat firmly on the magic weapon with the support of the maid, and then secretly pinched his fingers and released the slightest spiritual power to drive the disc to slowly rise into the air.

"I didn't expect it...... You are so brazen, little fellow Daoist, I am here to help you!"

The beard looked at the swamp monster that was getting closer and closer to him, the encirclement around him was shrinking, and his mind seemed to be a mess of paste, except for hard work, he couldn't think of any other way to get out of trouble, and the beard looked up at the two of them with a disdainful gaze, hoping that they could take the initiative to help, and then after a loud shout, the momentum around him was like a rainbow, and he pulled out his sword and rushed forward.

Relying on his years of combat experience, Bearded quickly found the weak point surrounded by the swamp monsters, and rushed towards the monsters with all his strength, and the beard raised the sword in his hand and slashed at the swamp monster's head.

The clumsy swamp monster didn't even have the intention of blocking the attack, and the beard felt that the sword in his hand seemed to cut through the water without resistance, and the swamp monster's ball-like head flew directly to the ground and whined, and at the same time, the corrosive liquid in the monster's body was not blocked, and began to scatter and splash like a drizzle.

"Ah......h

When he dodged and dodged, he was half a step slower and a few drops were splashed on his calf, and the corrosive liquid instantly penetrated the placket and went straight to the flesh, wisps of green smoke mixed with the smell of rotten flesh slowly rose, and the beard quickly tore off half of his trouser legs, but he still felt a hot burning sensation coming from his calf.

As the pain of drilling the heart welled up in his heart, the beard immediately let go of the sword in his hand and knelt on the ground, the little maid standing on the flying sword saw this and took out the water bag and threw it down, the beard picked up the water bag and instantly understood, and directly washed the wound with water, in order to prevent the corrosive liquid from penetrating into the bone marrow, the beard even endured the pain and scraped off the burning and corroded epidermis with a dagger.

Although the healing method of the beard is simple and crude, it is the best treatment for corrosive liquids, but unfortunately time does not stop with someone's show of weakness, and several swamp monsters wave their blistered arms and pounce on the beard with great agility.

............

Xing Hongliang, who was still immersed in the happy battle, felt the fluctuation of the spiritual power in his body that was getting weaker and weaker, and suddenly woke up when he thought of Situ Wan'er's hint in the void, and wanted to walk with the sword like others to avoid the swamp monsters, but he found that the remaining spiritual power in his body was not enough to get out of trouble.

At such a time of crisis, Xing Hongliang's first thought was to cast the secret technique of the Xinghai Clan...... 'Burning Life Continuation Method', but when he was dodging the large-scale attack of Nanmu Toyoko, he had already forcibly consumed his life force once, and using this method again in such a short period of time was no different from suicide.

There are many sequelae of forcibly improving cultivation, according to the usual cold-blooded and ruthless behavior and attitude of these people around him, he will become a drag sooner or later he will become the second Zhao Zhi, in this case, it is better to end this meaningless fantasy journey early, return to the real world obediently kowtow and admit his mistakes and ask for forgiveness, folding face and taking his own life, which is more important or better.

"Ahh......h

Xing Hongliang, who had made up his mind, roared, pulled away from the swamp monster, and waved the sword in his hand to draw a special magic circle pattern on the ground, with the changing magic in his hand, the weak spiritual energy in the whole space poured into the magic circle, and slowly flowed into Xing Hongliang's body after transformation, and the momentum around his body also underwent earth-shaking changes.

"What do you want to do when you suddenly compress the primordial spirit?"

Situ Wan'er was looking at the simple and rough treatment of the beard, but she was attracted by a subtle flow of aura, and looked in the direction of its movement and found that Xing Hongliang was standing in place, and the almost uncatchable aura fluctuations around her seemed to be guided by a huge amount of energy, and they all surged towards Xing Hongliang's body.

Situ Wan'er didn't dare to confirm her conjecture, and turned her head to look at the nameless old man only to find that his face was pale, obviously frightened by what Xing Hongliang was about to do.

"Little friend, we have something to discuss, don't think about it!"

In the long life of the nameless old man, he has never been so panicked as he is today, even when facing Nanmu Toyoko, he is not as panicked as he is now, in the memory of the old man, only the immortal cultivators are rampant and bully, and he has never seen a monk who was forced to such a field by demons and monsters, and he actually wanted to end the battle in a 'self-destructive' way!

"Self-detonating Genshin...... Don't bother everyone if you're crazy!"

Beard, who had always been paying attention to everyone's movements, heard the noise, and suddenly looked up just to find that several swamp monsters were preparing to sneak attack him, and blocked the only way to retreat behind him.

The beard that was extremely difficult to get out of the battle circle, looking at the controversial point of everyone, Xing Hongliang's fierce expression full of Xingshi's questioning instantly froze, and Xing Hongliang's sudden spiritual power fluctuations at this time happened to be similar to a battle he had experienced.

At that time, the other party fought against more than 30 monks of the Hundred Grass Hall with the strength of one person, and finally fell to the upper hand after a struggle, the monk was unwilling to be humiliated at the cost of burning the soul of the Yuan Shen, and a large number of spiritual power of heaven and earth was 'self-detonating Yuan Shen', and more than 30 people present only escaped with serious injuries, and the tragic situation at the scene was shocking.

"I'll take the lead in clearing the obstacles for everyone, Lord Situ Pavilion don't forget your promise!"

Where Xing Hongliang, who had broken free from the shackles of the law, stood within his reach, the moss and dwarf shrubs around him were all shattered by the fluctuations of the spiritual power around him, and the spiritual power pressure it emitted was quickly more than ten times stronger, covering the surrounding area for more than ten miles.

"Flash ......!"

Seeing that there was no room for relaxation, the nameless old man didn't have time to think about it, and suddenly burst out of his spiritual power, driving the flying sword away from this place at great speed.

The nameless fire in Situ Wan'er's heart burst out instantly, she just asked this star Hongliang to cooperate and mediate the dispute, how could this fool's attitude change suddenly in the blink of an eye, and he also made a tragic trend of dying generously, why did he have a sense of aggrieved that stealing chickens could not be reversed.

"Bang ......!"

All the aura fluctuations in the space seemed to be stagnant, as Xing Hongliang slowly closed his eyes, his body emitted a scorching light like the sun, and the invisible spiritual power fluctuations spread rapidly in all directions, as if all the energy accumulated since birth exploded in the blink of an eye.

The terrifying shock wave comparable to the thunder of the sky shook out all around, and the place where it passed was a mess, and the swamp monster was stirred by the wanton and furious spiritual power, and it was as if it had never appeared before.

"I won't be able to resist the sword...... Save!"

It was too late to get out of the battlefield with a beard, dragging her injured foot and limping towards Situ Wan'er, this scheming woman did not leave at this time, and she was still watching the excitement here like Mount Tai, if she didn't have a hole in her brain, she had absolute strength and was not afraid of such threats.

In view of Situ Wan'er's tendency to look in her direction from time to time, she had the illusion that she was eager to seek talent, so she entrusted her last hope of life and death to her life, but unfortunately she overestimated her personality charm, although she kept waving her hand, and even prostrate on the ground to beg the other party, she was unmoved.

Until the shockwave rushed towards him, the beard suddenly showed a mocking smile, and suddenly released the spiritual power of his body to throw the sword in his hand, attacking towards the disc where Situ Wan'er was sitting, and at the same time, the shockwave generated by Xinghong Yuliang's self-explosion swallowed it, and the beard didn't know if his attack was successful.

............

"Oh my God! This woman is really ...... Ruthless!"

Poison Flame Centipede wanted to criticize Situ Wan'er's bad behavior, but before he could say anything, he felt two sharp eyes sweeping towards him, Poison Flame Centipede didn't want Zhang Lingyun to fall into danger due to lack of protection, and was extremely reluctant to hide his emotions.

The poisonous flame centipede had no choice but to rub his arms when he had fire, trying to drive away the disgust in his heart, and after he gradually calmed down, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Lingyun behind the light curtain, the poisonous flame centipede was very happy to follow a reliable person with a pure heart, and he didn't have to worry about being stabbed in the back, let alone being abandoned if he was in danger.

"This woman is so young and so dark-hearted, I'm afraid she will step into the devil's path sooner or later!"

As a puppet, when Jia Si saw Situ Wan'er's behavior, he thought of the fellow monk who was walking with her, and his soul, which should have no emotional fluctuations, trembled slightly, which was a kind of jealousy and fear from the bottom of his heart, and it was also another perception of the importance of his partner.

As a puppet who had experienced the battle of the city that never sleeped, he was not surprised by the death sacrifice in the battle, but he had never seen such a despicable act of playing with his companions, Situ Wan'er not only let the little maid who was a lowly cultivator hide from danger alone, but also watched the beard die without saving him, and his behavior was even more shameless than that of the demon cultivator.

"That...... Edgeworth's flight seems to be important!"

Xiaohuo is very concerned about the death of the beard, after all, he is also a stupid duck who can't fly, in case he encounters a moment to run away one day, will he become a waste wood that drags everyone down, the more he thinks about it, the more uncomfortable Xiaohuo can't help but look at everyone with an aggrieved look, but he wants everyone to teach him the art of soaring clouds.

"It's definitely a great feeling to ride through the clouds, but it's a pity I don't have that ability...... Alas!"

Xiaohuo's words instantly poked everyone's weakness, and the poisonous flame centipede couldn't help but sigh again and again to express his helplessness and longing, and even stretched out his arm to swing back and forth in the void, feeling the extremely small resistance in the air, so as to relieve his longing state of mind.

"Silly boy, let's run fast on four legs, don't care about those useless details!"

The thousand-faced sand cat showed a kind smile, caressing Xiaohuo's supple bun in the hope of alleviating its lonely mood, and under his seemingly strong appearance, it set off a stormy wave like a rising tide of seawater.

"But I still want to learn, when Brother Lingyun wakes up, let's learn together?"

Seeing that everyone was avoiding this topic, Xiaohuo understood that everyone did not have the ability to fly with the sword, so in line with the principle of making a fool of everyone, he begged everyone to be Zhang Lingyun's apprentice with him.

"Ahem, this works...... Sand Cat, huh!"

The Poison Flame Centipede had seen Zhang Lingyun's special flying mode, which was more domineering than those monks who stepped on flying swords, and agreed with Xiaohuo's proposal, and immediately gave the sand cat a look to suggest that she agreed.

"Sister Mao'er, should we ...... her ，”

Seeing that everyone was pulling the topic farther and farther away, she tried to pull the topic back, and then raised her arm and swiped it slightly between her neck, suggesting that the thousand-faced sand cat had planned to solve the potential threat in advance.

The special feeling between women made Gou Xin'er feel that this Situ Wan'er was interested in Zhang Lingyun, in case she really launched a fierce attack on her, all the opposite sex around Zhang Lingyun would become her target, and her life safety would not be guaranteed.

"Let me ...... this again Think about it!"

The thousand-faced sand cat looked at the place where the monks were piled up on the side, and found that Zhao Zhi, who had died first in the circle, had lost his breath, which invisibly proved the success of the 'Four Seasons Reincarnation' circle, but it was supposed to be a happy event to have a few drinks to celebrate, but now it has become a new problem in front of us.

Xing Hongliang's 'Self-Detonating Yuan Shen' is now dead, and the huge spiritual power shock not only wiped out all the swamp monsters, causing the little maid of Tianqing Pavilion to vomit blood and die, and the nameless old man was seriously injured and unconscious, but also instantly destroyed the layers of barriers between the magic circles.

With Situ Wan'er's ingenuity, she will soon find the entrance to the lower level of the magic circle, it is not easy for her to rush through the level alone, and it is really a bit of a bully to strengthen the difficulty at this time, and the thousand-faced sand cat doesn't want to let go of the person who poisoned Zhang Lingyun so quickly.

............

Situ Wan'er sat cross-legged to adjust the spiritual power fluctuations raging in her body, and slowly opened her eyes for a quarter of an hour, looking at the several meters deep pit generated by Xing Hongliang's self-detonation Yuan Shen just now, she couldn't help but show a trace of regret, although this person's qualifications are mediocre, but he is a chess piece with simple thinking and easy to control, if he can assist him to ascend to the position of the head of the Xinghai Clan, the power of the Qing Pavilion will be even higher.