The bloody aura in the air attracted the attention of more spirit beasts.

The roar of spirit beasts was heard from afar, and the ground shook, and it was obvious that a large group of spirit beasts had gathered here.

"The Qingling people are ready to aim. ”

Qingyutai didn't panic in the slightest, their purpose was to attract firepower and create opportunities for Yuanying Monk's team. The bigger the movement here, the more it can cover up the action of hunting and killing the demon clan.

The Wind Wolves have caused a little trouble to the Terran monks.

Their nimble bodies and sharp claws were already capable of breaking through the defenses of the Terran monks.

Dozens of Jindan monks had already been slightly injured, and the corpses of hundreds of wind wolves lay on the ground.

Wolves always attack in pairs, and although they are not numerous, they do not attack one-on-one.

Two or three of them besieged a Terran monk at the same time, and among the disciples of the same rank, that is, the Southern Xinjiang Sword Sect, they could not fall behind.

The sacrifice of the ghoul created a close opportunity for the wind wolf.

Stimulated by the smell of blood, the wolves went even more frenzied.

Takasaki was also entangled by wolves, and he dragged seven or eight wind wolves alone.

His iron ruler flew up and down, each stroke could bring a burst of blood mist, and the wolves could not help him, so they could only fight with him, and for a while he and the wolves formed a stalemate.

The Qingling people were surrounded by human Terran monks in the middle, and once their bows and arrows were close, their power was greatly reduced, and they could only listen to the instructions of Qingyutai and guard against the spirit beasts in the distance.

The spirit beasts in the distance had slowly gathered in this direction, and there were some huge black bears and iron-backed lions, their steps were heavy, and the low roar coming from their throats was terrifying.

"Deal with these wind wolves, we still have to deal with the big guys. Gao Qixian shouted loudly.

To deal with those huge spirit beasts, they must occupy the advantage of the terrain, once they have room to display their strength, it will be extremely disadvantageous to the Terran monks.

The forest is the environment where spirit animals live, but it also has certain limitations.

Spirit beasts are huge in size and cannot fully attack in dense forests.

Only with a small space can they be broken one by one, and it is extremely unwise to be in an open space.

The bows and arrows of the Qingling clansmen, thinking about the spirit beasts in the distance, could delay their footsteps even if they could not be severely damaged.

The Jindan monks began to change their formation, not in a circle in front of the statue, but scattered to both sides, and the team gradually formed the shape of an arrow.

In front were all monks from the late stage of Jindan, who covered the Qingling people on both wings and began to slowly retreat towards the forest.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The Wind Wolves had been cleared of the wind, and the Terran monks had retreated for miles, and the dense jungle was the familiar environment of the Qingling people.

Living in the jungle since childhood, they quickly found a suitable place to hide.

Many of the Qingling warriors had already climbed on top of the tall trees, and being condescending was more suitable for their bow and arrow wielding.

The black bears belonged to the spirit beasts of the late third order, and the fur on them was also blessed with heavy earth elements, like a huge chariot, and began to charge towards the Terran monks.

Although the iron-backed lions are not as agile as the Wind Wolves, they are huge, with large mouths and sharp claws, which can tear through the protection of Terran monks.

In the woods, they can't form formations, they can only use their bodies in batches to carve out a path.

The bows and arrows of the Qingling clan, with the blessing of the fire element, could only leave a trace of scars on them, they were bloody and even more ferocious.

Gao Qi showed that he was facing four or five late-stage third-order spirit beasts at the same time, and he could only support them.

He knew he couldn't retreat, he had to keep these spirit beasts out of the forest.

The late-stage Jindan monks on the side also used their powerful tricks to fight with these fierce spirit beasts.

Gao Qi's iron ruler had been sent to the extreme, and the iron ruler in his hand was related to the lives of tens of thousands of people, slapping heavily on those spirit beasts, bringing a heavy hitting sound.

The Qingling people are on top of the trees to the bottom of the wheel, and a spirit beast needs a dozen of them to solve it.

It wasn't dangerous for them, after all, the range of the spirit beast's attack was limited, and they were blocked at the entrance of the forest, and they could only rely on their bodies to try to rush into the ranks of the Terran monks.

There was a sound of rustling in the forest, and a large number of gibbons emerged from the woods.

This posed a huge threat to the Qingling people, those gibbons were good at moving around the trees, and their appearance made the Terran monks a little overwhelmed.

"It's all back on the ground. ”

Qingyutai began to give orders when the gibbon appeared.

These gibbons are huge, fiery red fur and extremely powerful.

Some Qingling people who didn't have time to leave the trees were grabbed by gibbons, and when they tore hard, their bodies broke into two pieces, and blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground.

The Qingling Clan is stronger than the average human race, but after all, they can't compare to spirit beasts, and under the attack of high-level spirit beasts, they suffer heavy casualties.

"Protect the Qingling people. ”

Gao Qixian also saw this, and he commanded the Terran monks to continue to surround the Qingling people in the middle.

The Terran monks also had a hard time dealing with these gibbons, and if they were not careful, someone would be poisoned.

The casualties of the monks increased, but the number of spirit beasts did not decrease.

Spirit beasts of the same rank are already much more difficult to deal with than the human race, their hard bodies and swords are difficult to hurt.

The Jindan monks used powerful tricks, which were already very expensive, and their physical strength was constantly decreasing, while the spirit beasts were tireless and endlessly attacking.

Such a high-intensity battle made the Terran monks miserable.

Even with the numerical advantage, it is still inevitable that the casualties will gradually increase.

Some people have already begun to feel timid, especially those monks in the middle stage of Jindan, facing the spirit beasts that are higher than themselves, the panic in their hearts is difficult to suppress.

This thread began to spread, and the formation of the Terran monks began to collapse.

The scene of blood flying made many people tremble, and they did not know when disaster would befall them.

"Hold on, our reinforcements will arrive soon!"

Gao Qixian slapped an iron-backed lion away with an iron ruler, and turned to the monk behind him and shouted.

His spiritual sense had already detected movement among the monks, and if the formation was broken up, the lives of those here would be in danger.

Reinforcements.

Where are they.

Well, we just attract firepower, how could we get into such a dangerous situation.

The low-ranking monks were tightly surrounded by fear and death, and none of the weapons in their hands could wield their wishes, which accelerated the pace of death even more.

Losing the fighting spirit is undoubtedly tantamount to suicide.

"Qingling Clan warriors, Qi to the left!"

Qingyutai is already full of blood, many of them are spirit beasts, and there are also people of their own clansmen.

In this baptism of blood and rain, he did not lose his cool.

In the face of millions of demons, he has experienced a more dangerous situation than now.

The warriors of the Qingling clan are highly motivated, and they are the children of the jungle.

The bows and arrows in their hands were still firing in the direction of Qingyutai's command.

The death of the clan is also a great sorrow for them. But they were a united people, they were firm, and their hands with bows and arrows did not tremble.

They are a strong fortress, defending their dignity with bows and arrows in their hands.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins.

The law of the jungle is so cruel.

The attack of the spirit beast was fierce, and the defense of the Terran monks was already shaking.

"All the Jindan late-stage monks are with me, withstanding the attack from the front, and the others are quickly destroying those gibbons and preparing to retreat. ”

Gao Qishi's iron ruler was already stained with blood, and he could only give this order desperately.

The spirit beasts on the opposite side left corpses all over the place, but more spirit beasts were still following one after another.

Many Jindan monks had exhausted their true qi, and they were no longer able to cause effective damage to the spirit beasts in front of them.

Thousands of gibbons inflicted a massive impact on the wings of the Terran monks from the woods on either side.

They lost hundreds of their kind and took the lives of hundreds of Terran monks.

Huge bodies nimbly roamed the trees, grasping branches, jumping into the crowd and slaughtering on a massive scale.

The attacks of the mid-stage Jindan cultivators could not bring them much damage, and their bodies were no less solid than the third-order high-level magic weapons.

The scene was chaotic, and more and more monks fell, making the rest more desperate.

In the dark jungle, a strange sound sounded, and a fishy smell emanated from the air.

Someone looked into the distance and let out an exclamation.

"Oh my God, it's the Ilin Snake. ”

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