"Damn," Brother Jindan snarled in a low voice.

With that, he ignored Yun Yun and rushed into the village.

After a while, dozens of demon beasts broke into Yun Yun's field of vision.

Along with it, there is also a barrier that lights up behind Yun Yun.

There is an obstacle in front of you, but there is no road behind.

Although these demon beasts are just ordinary beasts, they all have some more "dragon" characteristics on their bodies without exception.

You can't feel their breath, but you can feel the fear they bring.

"We are all human beings, you can't see death without saving!" Yun Yun, who was full of weakness, knew that she couldn't fight against those demon beasts, so she simply tested the bottom line of the Jindan monk.

However, there was no response from the barrier.

Only the faint flowing lines reflected Yun Yun's miserable face at this time.

"Is this the end of it?" Yun Yun leaned against the barrier.

Suddenly, bursts of spiritual power suddenly poured into Yun Yun's body along the barrier, the place where the color of her heart creation was located.

The cracked golden pill slowly gathered.

The near-death injuries slowly healed.

In just a moment, Yun Yun had returned to its heyday, but the barrier had melted silently.

Yun Yun knew that this was not the kindness of Monk Jindan, this was the act of the color of creation.

She didn't leave, there were still many mortals here.

Waving his hand out, it is no longer the color of creation in the form of flames, but the real so-called creation.

Countless spells of different forms rushed out from Yun Yun's palms in the form of light and shadow, and slammed down on these demon beasts.

Suddenly the clouds and mist were swirling, and the roar continued.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the previous Jindan monk also rushed out.

He didn't ask Yun Yun's thoughts, he just stared at those "clouds".

Sure enough, after the "clouds" dissipated, those demon beasts appeared intact.

Even, their hair is not stained with a trace of dust.

"Broom Star!" Brother Jindan cursed in secret, and summoned an imposing flying sword.

"Immortal Spiritual Weapon..."Yun Yun muttered and summoned the fire of creation, which appeared out of thin air and burned on the bodies of those demon beasts.

Bathed in flames, those demon beasts not only continued to gain momentum, but even roared out a comfortable roar.

"No spiritual power?" Yun Yun put away the fire of creation, there was no spiritual power to burn, they were not much different from the power of mortal fire.

"Only substantial attacks can hurt them. Jin Dan said and called the flying sword to slash out.

The originally unscrupulous demon beasts dodged in fear, but there were still a few brave and abnormal rushing over.

Seeing that the Jindan monk couldn't dodge, Yun Yun also summoned a flying sword to slash out.

This was the best spiritual weapon she had ever collected, a top-grade spiritual weapon that was infinitely close to the best spiritual weapon.

"Ding~" I only heard the sound of metal breaking, and this high-grade spiritual weapon was shattered due to the vibration of the backlash.

Now it sounds, it is the sound of metal, and it is clearly the wail of a spiritual weapon.

The two are not at the same level at all.

Fortunately, Yun Yun only roughly refined this, so he was not counterattacked.

But without the spiritual weapon, Yun Yun has no other spiritual weapon.

In desperation, Yun Yun simply rushed forward and slammed several punches into one of the demon beasts.

As soon as she touched the fur of this demon beast, Yun Yun regretted it, because there was an endless fist that was much more powerful than her bombardment and swept through her arm.

Although the arm is fine, pain is unavoidable.

Yun Yun, who had been much more resolute, gritted her teeth and did not make a sound in pain, but she still unconsciously shed a tear.

The angry demon beast also felt the pain, and it abandoned the Jindan monk and attacked Yun Yun instead.

Yun Yun, who didn't want to bear the purgatory-like pain anymore, hurriedly condensed several clones to resist it.

It seems that because the color of creation has been transferred to the side of Yunyun Jindan, these clones are no longer muna, and they have a little more brilliance.

But these looks do not affect their fate of returning dust to dust in an instant.

"Wow~" Just when Yun Yun was at a loss, the Jindan monk's flawless spirit weapon arrived, and it divided this demon beast without hindrance.

Despite this, the monster beast, which had turned into many pieces, was still struggling, and it didn't seem to have completely lost its vitality.

"There is no demon pill!" Yun Yun's pupils shrank and she sensed a terrifying thing.

These demon beasts seem to be born so powerful.

Looking at Brother Jindan's side again, although he had already dealt with some of the demon beasts, he was also languishing.

His flawless spirit weapon is also dimmed every time it is dispatched.

"Is there no deficiency...," Yun Yun, who felt that the longevity of the Jindan monk was getting less and less, said in a low voice.

"Let's go, you don't have a duty to protect this place! You're no match for these guys! I just hope you can save some of the villagers while you're gone... Even if it's a... Two..."Brother Jindan said bitterly.

Looking at the pseudo-imperfect spirit weapon that had fallen powerlessly, Yun Yun had no intention of escaping, she slowly stepped forward and picked it up.

Suddenly, a stream of creative color surged onto the pseudo-imperfect spirit weapon, and it re-bloomed its own brilliance, but at the same time, cracks appeared.

Obviously, this is temporary.

Meteors are also temporary, but they can leave a lifetime of memories in people's hearts.

In Yun Yun's hands, it was like a meteor, blooming with the most dazzling brilliance.

The few remaining monsters retreated, and they were scared.

They are also afraid.

"Thanks... Thank you..."Monk Jindan also fell with tears of satisfaction at this time.

At the same time, the pseudo-imperfect spirit weapon that was strongly supported by the color of creation in Yun Yun's hands also drifted away with the wind, no matter what material made it, and what master made it.

It has burned out, the last "light".

"Roar~" Suddenly, a roar that was even more violent and heart-shaking than the roar of those demon beasts added together before sounded.

This voice was angry and ruthless.

In the blink of an eye, the demon beasts that had previously chosen to flee attacked again.

They are no longer ostentatious and majestic.

Yes, it's just unwilling to crawl.

Before he came back to his senses, a demon beast rushed to Yun Yun desperately, and exploded without even a trace of hesitation.

It's not the agitation of spiritual power, it's another, more peculiar force.

Its fury was mixed with a hint of coercion that could not breathe.

Falling to the ground weakly, Yun Yun could only helplessly watch the demon beasts rush into the village in an increasingly darkened vision.

She was unwilling, but there was nothing she could do.

"Beast, get out!" In a trance, Yun Yun heard Qin Ergou's roar and saw a wooden box that he had never seen before, but was unusually familiar.

Under the excitement, Yun Yun seemed to have returned to her light a little, her vision was no longer dark, and her consciousness was no longer blurred.