However, no matter how Ding Jia stimulates the power of the Origin, the layer of divine consciousness defense on the surface of the Hundred Eyes Butterfly is like a golden bell jar, and it is even stronger after those eyes blink again, and Ding Jia can only move a few feet forward with all his strength, even if he can't reach the surface of his body, how can he invade his sea of divine consciousness.

Mu Qing, who was wrapped in a white callus, was pulled over, and seeing that he was about to be swallowed into his mouth, Ding Jia was really a little panicked, and said in his heart: The enemy is insufficient, and this can harm Mu boy's life!

At this moment, an unusually condensed and huge divine consciousness came from an unknown direction, and this divine consciousness was like a big hand, pinching the neck of the hundred-eyed butterfly.

Under the coercion of this divine consciousness, the divine consciousness defense condensed by the hundred-eyed butterfly instantly collapsed.

Golden opportunity!

Ding Jia didn't have time to think about who this divine consciousness came from, and as soon as his body moved, he burrowed into the sea of divine consciousness of the hundred-eyed butterfly......

As soon as he came in, Ding Jia was happy.

It turned out that the essence of this hundred-eyed butterfly was very weak, and it couldn't even reach the power of the soul origin of the early stage of the Spirit Yuan cultivator, and it seemed that the kind of divine consciousness ability it had before could only be used outside the body.

The "silkworm baby"-like spirit body was terrified in the face of Ding Jia, and it twisted its body, as if it wanted to express something. Ding Jia didn't allow it to delay, shook his long tail, jumped up, and bit his neck......

......

Outside.

The small half of the body of the hundred-eyed butterfly exposed outside the surface froze violently, and after a few breaths, the huge head shook wildly, letting out a roar like a tiger roaring and a dragon's groan, and the white silk that trapped Mu Qing scattered one after another, and Mu Qing was thrown out.

In just a few breaths just now, Mu Qing felt that not only could he not breathe, his spiritual power could not be mobilized, but his whole body seemed to be trapped in a bottomless mire, and it was like being bound by thick chains, and even the power of his physical body could not be exerted, and his whole body was stiff as if he was dead, unable to move.

What's even more terrifying, he can't even summon the silver armor red refining from the storage ring, which is really scared out of a cold sweat.

Seeing the light of day again at this moment, Mu Qing found that he was already covered in cold sweat, and he crawled up to his bones, and his spiritual power resumed circulation.

Seeing that the huge head of the hundred-eyed butterfly finally stopped shaking, and the big and small eyes were looking at him, Mu Qing said in his heart: It's so dangerous! Fortunately, Ding Jia's predecessor succeeded!

The next moment, the Hundred Eyes Butterfly looked up at the sky, and with one mouth, several threads of silk shot out, enveloping the several Spirit Crystal Monks who had fallen.

Mu Qing knew in her heart that it was Ding Jia who was controlling the hundred-eyed butterfly now.

Ding Jia made it clear before that he wanted to occupy this body, and he agreed, at this moment, although Mu Qing had an uncomfortable feeling in his heart, he was helpless.

......

The Hundred Eyes Butterfly let out a low roar, and the demon wolves and pythons that were surrounding Yukun, Ling Xu and the others immediately dodged away, and the offensive around Cheng Qibo's body was also a little weaker......

After Ding Jia gave such an order, he finally began to devour the last, the monks who fell in the sky, the mortals on the ground, he didn't pick or choose, and white silk threads shot out......

Another eye opened......

A moment later, the last eye opened......

......

"Senior, it's okay!"

Mu Qing, who was already sitting in the corner of the wall in the distance, transmitted a message to Ding Jia.

"It's still a little close, it's going to be right away!"

Ding Jia replied.

Then, Ding Jia sprayed silk again, and thousands of mortals became a feast in their stomachs.

"Okay, Mu boy, I'll retreat with the demon beast army first, and wait for you thousands of miles away in the east, you come to me tonight!"

With that, the hundred-eyed butterfly giant swung and let out a long roar that shook the sky.

Hearing this long roar, all the demon beasts present were stunned at the same time, and seemed to be a little puzzled by the order of this "demon king".

The hundred-eyed butterfly let out another loud roar, and the huge head shrank into the ground, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

On the ground, there is only a bottomless pit......

......

With the disappearance of the hundred-eyed butterfly, more than a dozen demon beasts such as python crows, demon wolves, strange rhinos, tiger antelopes, and wire lizards finally stopped attacking, and the beast kings of all races let out roars of different lengths, and the army of demon beasts retreated like a tide, and after only a few breaths, they disappeared without a trace......

In the sky, Cheng Qibo, Jiang Shilang, and Ji Liushui, the three Lingyuan monks, were covered in blood, and their chests rose and fell, they didn't know why this demon beast army suddenly retreated, but at the same time, a sense of luck rose in their hearts.

After this battle, there were only more than thirty spiritual crystal stage monks left who survived. There are only about 200 of the more than 1,000 spiritualistic monks left. And the demon beast army suffered more losses than the monks, outside the city walls, in the streets of the city, and around the city lord's mansion, the corpses of the demon beasts were paved, and the blood of the beasts had frozen into a bright red ice river.

Cheng Qibo looked at the direction in which the demon beast retreated, wiped a handful of blood stains from his face, revealing an expression of disbelief, and suddenly let out a miserable laugh......

Cheng Long and Cheng Hu were lucky to survive under the protection of Cheng Qibo's many actions, and flew in front of Cheng Qibo, Cheng Hu said: "Grandpa, we won, the demon beast has retreated!"

Cheng Qibo nodded, without saying a word, still laughing miserably, with a hint of bitterness in his laughter.

Ji Liushui and Jiang Shilang also flew over. Ji Liushui said: "Lao Cheng, can you see what the doorway is? This demon beast army can kill us all as long as it holds on for a few more moments, why did you suddenly retreat?"

Cheng Qibo finally stopped laughing, shook his head, and said, "Just now, I was just concerned about saving my life, I only heard the giant silkworm let out two loud roars, and then the demon beast retreated." ”

Jiang Shilang said: "Could it be that the giant silkworm suddenly discovered its conscience, raised a sense of compassion for the heavens and people, and let us live?"

Cheng Qibo was noncommittal, and said in his heart: The idea of this demon beast is really elusive.

Ji Liushui said: "Forget it, no matter what the reason is, the demon beasts will retreat if they retreat! It's just a pity that so many of our clansmen have come!"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a cheer from the ground below. It was the mortals who survived who also understood the situation in front of them, and while escaping death, they shouted and shouted from the bottom of their hearts.

Cheng Qibo let out a long sigh and said loudly: "Everyone, let's hurry up and clean up the battlefield, count the number of people, and the surviving spiritual crystal stage monks from all ethnic groups and cities will meet in the main building." ”

With that, his body moved, and he walked towards the tower in the center of the City Lord's Mansion.

......

Mu Qing asked Ling Xu to take Yu Taiyu and Xian Yuchun to clean up the battlefield, collect the demon pill in the corpse of the demon beast, and go to the tower with Yukun himself.

Half an hour later, Mu Qing and Yukun came out of the tower after attending this post-war meeting, and were confronted by an excited "eight-character beard".

"Bazihu" shook the storage bag in his hand in front of the two of them, and said with a smile: "Although this beast chaos is dangerous, there are a lot of gains, and this still takes advantage of Daoyou." He respectfully hugged his fists and saluted, and said: "Officially acquaintance, my name is Zhang San, who is the loose cultivator of Chituo Country, I don't know the names of the two Taoist friends?"

When he heard the name "Zhang San", it was obvious that he called it out casually.

At this moment, Mu Qing's state of mind finally calmed down, and suddenly remembered that when he was assigning the city defense team before, this Zhang San seemed to take the initiative to ask to join his team, and at this moment, seeing this person's face full of sycophants, he couldn't help but be alert.

So, Xiang Yukun gave a look, grabbed Zhang San's wrist, and dragged him to a secluded place......