Chapter 697: Beast Tide (Forty-Four)
When most of the demon beasts had fled, Heijiao and Peacock glanced at each other, turned around and fled towards the Northwest Regions.
Luo Chuan and Zhi Yao didn't catch up, in case this was a trap of the demon beast, it would be troublesome.
After all, just the two of them past, there were thousands of demon beasts on the other side.
Zhi Yao stood in mid-air, looking at the demon beasts and disciple corpses mixed together on the ground, and her heart was very heavy.
The natural selection of things in the cultivation realm is really very cruel.
"Clean up the battlefield!" Luo Chuan was not in a good mood, in this battle, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect lost many disciples.
"Hmm!" Zhi Yao nodded, fell to the ground, and began to sort out the disciple's body.
After the battlefield was probably cleaned, everyone buried all the disciples together.
Everyone's mood is heavy, and many of their friends have fallen.
Some unfamiliar disciples have just had a fateful friendship on the battlefield, and they are permanently separated.
Even, everyone hasn't had time to know more.
"Let's go back to the camp!" Lu Bing sighed and took the initiative to take his disciples back.
Zhi Yao coldly glanced back at the battlefield and glanced at the Northwest Regions.
These accounts will always be calculated.
"Let's go. Luo Chuan patted Zhiyao's head comfortingly and took her back to the camp with her.
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On the way back to the main altar, Hei Jiao sent messages to several other brothers one after another, and everyone withdrew.
In this battle, the Shenyin Sect and several medium-sized families suffered heavy losses, and their disciples suffered countless casualties.
And the Shenyin Sect was even worse, that Yuanying female cultivator was seriously injured, and when Xin Zhou got the news and rushed away, she had only one breath left.
After all, being besieged by two demon cultivators who are higher than his own cultivation, it would be good to survive.
Xin Zhou looked at the seriously injured senior sister, his heart was full of guilt, he blamed himself, and he didn't want to listen to Luo Chuan's reminder, otherwise there would be no such thing.
He sent a message to the Shenyin Sect, waiting for the sect to send new people to come, and at the same time bring his senior sister back to cultivate.
This time, the injury is serious, and I am afraid that the senior sister will have to recuperate for at least a few years.
This time he made a major mistake, and he could only strive for meritorious service to atone for his crimes.
In this big battle, there were heavy losses at every pass, after all, the Northern Regions didn't expect that the demon beasts would attack so early, so there were not many disciples who came in.
Xia Qiyue finally escaped from Yi Mo's capture, but he failed to return to the pass, but accidentally fell into a trap in the process of escaping.
And inside this trap is actually a cave mansion that transforms into gods and demons.
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"How can this be!Roar!" As soon as Hei Jiao returned to the main altar, he went to the tunnel directly below the main altar, and when he saw that the "Flower of the Spirit Domain" in the spirit pool had disappeared, he roared angrily.
Several demon cultivators stood behind Heijiao, all of them very scared.
"Seventh sister, who did it?" Hei Jiao didn't care about his own injuries, his eyes were full of blood red, and he looked at the peacock cruelly and asked.
"Yes, it's the demon cultivator in the dungeon before. The peacock lowered his head guiltily, not daring to look at the black Jiao at all.
The eldest brother trusted her, so he let her stay to guard the main altar, but now he has lost all the holy relics.
"He, I can't beat him at all. Peacock recalled the scene at that time, and he was no match for him at all.
But fortunately, his goal was a holy relic, not a killing demon beast, otherwise he would have died by now.
"Heh, find it for me, dig three feet into the ground and find him for me!" Hei Jiao waved his sleeves, and suddenly the entire tunnel began to collapse.