"Uncle Hong told us to retreat and join up with the other group of monks. ”

"But there are only ten of them, how can they be more than a hundred foreign opponents?" another disciple worried.

"Don't worry! It only takes a moment for the other directions to arrive, besides, our junior uncle is very strong. Kong Xin said leisurely.

"But..."

"It's nothing, we are also under the orders of Uncle Shi, and we want to go by yourself. Kong Xin was furious, he was looking forward to Mu Zi's death all the time, and now that he had such a good opportunity and such a sufficient excuse, he still expected him to come over to help?

More than a dozen disciples hesitated, but finally gritted their teeth and retreated with Kong Xin.

"We ran diagonally to the left. Mu Zizhen had a distance of ten zhang every step he took, and he didn't look back.

"There's Senior Brother Kong on the right, why don't you go to the right?"

"Hehe... Listen to me. ”

Although the ten people are advancing rapidly, the distance between them and the mountain clan is constantly shortening, and there is no way, they take nearly thirty zhang in one step.

This is the first time Mu Zizhen has seen a foreigner, and he has to admit that he is not a little stronger than the human race in nature.

After running for several miles, they successfully joined the monks on the left peak, and the thirty people continued to run.

Twenty miles, ten miles, five miles, three miles, one mile...

From the discovery of the mountain monks to the present, it has been a quarter of an hour, but there is still no monk to help.

It's normal that the natal realm can't catch up, but what about Jindan?

In fact, both of their left and right teams received the message, but when they wanted to rush over, they sensed the strange Jindan aura.

If you can't feel the reality of the enemy, you don't dare to act rashly.

You can't just let a large number of aliens go through the defense line just for the sake of reinforcements.

It is a matter of the great righteousness of the human race.

Mu Zizhen's face turned pale, and said: "It's not a way to go down like this, go to the front of the cliff to form a formation, the low realm is inside, and the high realm is resisted on the periphery." ”

It was ten breaths, and the mountain clan chased after it.

"Haha, Terran dwarf, why don't you run away?" shouted a Mountain Clan monk.

Counting them, there are 170 of them.

Thirty battles are one hundred and seventeen, and their average combat power is still a cut above the Terrans.

How do you have a chance of winning?

Some of the disciples were so ashen that they even trembled.

has been cultivating steadily in the sect, how could he have experienced such a mortal situation?

Mu Zizhen frowned, and said angrily: "Cheer up, this is not dead yet! Today is either they die or we die, there is no way out, rather than being frightened, it is better to drag a cushion before death, and it is not in vain to be a person for decades." ”

"Haha, did you hear it, you still want us to die, it's really laughing at me, everyone fights quickly, kill all before the Terran support arrives, the old rule, whoever kills the property will belong to whomever it is. ”

"Roar..."The monks of the Mountain Clan roared in unison, and when the spiritual light rose, the Dao attack smashed towards Mu Zizhen and his party like raindrops.

The mountain clan is born with the power of the earth spirit, and is born with a bloodline spell, which is incomparable to the human race.

There are mountains in the belly, which is the origin of the mountain family.

Brown spirit peaks smashed overwhelmingly towards Mu Zizhen and his party, and there was no way to dodge.

Frost Feng fell into his hand, and with a swish, three sword qi slashed out in a row, each several zhang long, and the silver thunder arc was galloping endlessly.

"Go. Bing Jiao Yanjiao snorted.

The remaining twenty-eight disciples joined her, and spiritual power gushed from both palms, and a spirit shield of several feet on one side was suspended above her head.

Xuanpin's primary magic method 'Spiritual Light Shield', in addition to Mu Zizhen's alternative, is a must for disciples of the natal realm to learn the method, which is dedicated to team combat.

One side of the spiritual shield converged on the top of the head, and it was clear that the spiritual power attributes were different, but they were blended together.

In an instant, it turned into a layer of colorful shields, turning the group upside down.

Puff puff...

Lingfeng smashed down intensively, hitting the plantain like rain, and the shield shook violently.

And Mu Zizhen's three sword qi broke through ten spirit peaks in a row and directly slashed into the crowd of the mountain clan.

The monks of the mountain clan in the front row were shocked when they saw that the sword qi was so sharp.

Mobilize spiritual power at the first time and condense a layer of brown armor on the surface of the body.

Squeak squeak...

The sword qi pierced the armor, like gold and iron rubbing, making a piercing sound.

Blood splattered, and the six Mountain Clan monks in the front row were directly split in two by the sword qi, and the back row was slashed away by the sword qi, knocking down more than a dozen Mountain Clan monks before stopping.

The eyes of the mountain clan monks widened, and there were three sword qi in the early stage of their life, one of them was six dead, and at least ten of the clansmen were seriously injured and lost their combat strength.

"Break the shield with all your might, I'm going to eat this kid raw. ”

The shield barely withstood the first wave of attacks, several of the same disciples were shocked by the spiritual power, and the rest of the people, even a few inheritance disciples, were all flushed with blood and blood.

"I'm going to disrupt their formation, you hold on. Mu Zizhen shouted, and rushed out of the shield.

"Little Uncle Ancestor!"

"Come back soon!"

"Danger!"

...

Several cries rang out, but there was no time.

As for Kong Xin and his entourage, they should have converged a long time ago, but there was no one to see until now.

Mu Zizhen was also forced to let the Mountain Clan come up with two more spells, and the shield would be broken, and at that time, I am afraid that except for him, everyone would be buried here.

You can only risk your life to relieve the pressure on the shield.

The thunder around him was dazzling, turning into a silver phantom, shooting directly at the mountain tribe crowd.

"The elite clan and I fended off together, and the others continued to attack the shield, and the battle was swift. A Mountain Clan monk shouted.

Thirty mountain clan monks attacked together and killed Mu Zizhen.

The spirit yuan power worked to the extreme, and the golden thread spread in the pupils.

The mid-level technique 'Thunder Escape Technique', after Mu Zizhen has practiced for more than half a year, he has only touched the skin.

Smack.

Two clouds of thunder flashed from the soles of his feet, two deep pits exploded on the ground, and the speed of the forward rush increased by three percent.

Under the golden pupils, the attack trajectory of the smashed was revealed, and his body was like a silver swimming fish, dodging left and right.

But even if he has a body and golden pupils, he still can't avoid all the attacks, just because the distance is too close, the attacks are aimed at him, and there is almost no gap in the layers.

The eleventh spirit peak smashed towards Mu Zizhen's door, and the frost blade slashed out like a ray of light.

The figure broke through the peak, and the spirit peak was divided into two.

The sword light was dazzling, and the sword aura was shining, and Mu Zi really broke through the first wave of spells.

Suppressing some of the surging spiritual yuan power, his footsteps did not stop, holding the sword with both hands and slashing a sword diagonally from his right shoulder, a sword qi came out of the blade, and slashed towards the mountain clan monk first.

The three Mountain Clan monks took a step forward at the same time and threw a punch.

Rumble...

The sword qi exploded and thundered in all directions, and the three of them were shaken away by the air waves.

Under the head-on hard touch, he was only slightly injured.

Mu Zizhen frowned, if he went on like this, he would be able to contain thirty people at most, but the same side would only hold on for a while, and he would not be able to change the battle situation at all.

The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had not rested for a long time due to extreme fatigue.

The spiritual power in his body was stunned, and then it flowed in the meridians at a more rapid speed, and Mu Zizhen only felt that his whole body was full of strength, and his strength had increased by at least three times.