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The battle situation in the sky tugged at everyone's heartstrings, and Zhou An was unable to mobilize his strength for a while. The whole body smashed towards the shield, and the elephant was less impacted to a hundred feet away.

Qunfang was jealous of the Sad Flower and was not injured. Zhou An's defense was the lowest among the three, although he had a sword intent to protect his body. After all, it was only barely comparable to the eighth-order martial arts spirit body.

If you weren't wearing a robe, you would lose half your life.

Montenegro was trying his best to push to Qingshui Mountain and saw that Zhou An was injured. The power of the earth fills the whole body, and it is slapped with one palm.

The protective shield of the Wind Clan has a gap of twenty zhang in size. Zhou An just dropped the protective shield, and more than a dozen big demons roared into the inside of the formation.

"Whirlwind"

More than a dozen third-grade little grandmasters of the Wind Clan joined forces to block more than a dozen big demons. Feng Rou used the formation to lead Zhou An in front of him.

A red flying sword flew back to Zhou An's side with a roar, and saw the strong man of the Wind Clan fall into the downwind. Zhou An calmed down his mana, and the whole person flew into the sky from scratch.

"If you don't want to die, get out of me, or ......" Zhou An urged the natal flying sword and shouted

More than a dozen demons of the demon clan glanced at each other. Immediately flew back to the outside of the formation, and Zhou An flew to the gap.

staring fiercely at the big demon who wanted to re-enter, Feng Rou realized it later. A ray of true qi shot out of the body, and the gap in the formation slowly began to heal.

Everything happened so fast that Xiang Shao didn't even react. The big demon who was attacking seemed to work harder.

It's just that none of them shot with all their might, and they have seen Zhou An's one against two. They don't want to go in and be substituted for the dead.

We're here to launch a tide of guided beasts, not to die. For the thoughts of these big demons, Xiang Shao understands it very well.

Understood and understood, but did not rebuke them. Whether he can break through or not makes no sense to him, this time the beast tide is over.

He has led a medium-sized beast tide, and he will participate in a large beast tide in the future. Return to the clan and enter the elephant mound.

Once you successfully inherit the inheritance of a demon saint, you can become a demi-saint at the very least. It's not much happier than fighting them here, he has a good future.

Qun Fang stared at the protective shield below, and suddenly a sound appeared in the heart lake.

"Zhou An, this time you are defeated. If you want revenge, you can go to the Demon Master Palace to find me. After saying that, it turned into petals in the sky. Disappearing into the sky, the green lion in the shadows nodded.

"All the big demons obeyed the order and stopped attacking the defensive line. Guide the beasts to the city of the dead. Xiang Shao said unwillingly

Zhou An looked at Feng Rou a little tiredly, he had been fighting fiercely for a day. According to the offensive of the Demon Clan, it was actually difficult for the Wind Clan to survive two days.

"Law Heaven and Earth"

A giant ape of thirty zhang in size appeared and hit the old man in Tsing Yi with a stick.

The highest combat power of the Wind Clan, Feng Qing was defeated. It's just that the superb experience allows him to return to the shield without danger.

Zhou An's face was strange, this old man of the Wind Clan. How could the strength be so strong, or did the giant ape in the sky stay behind.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Qingteng was also defeated by the sheep beard youth. The old man took it upon himself to pick up the old woman.

So far, the defense line to the east has completely failed. Zhou An looked at the change in the battle situation with a strange expression, and there was no casualty in a big battle.

"Elder, the demon clan has changed course. Look at us, how should we deal with it?" said Feng Rou seriously

Qing Teng looked at the demon clan's slow detour, and his face was hesitant. Continuing to fight the Wind Clan is in danger of being wiped out, and there is too much difference in high-level combat power.

Thinking of his opponent, Qingteng wanted to give up. Obviously out of their control, Qing Teng looked at the old man beside him.

"We are much weaker than them, so we can only let them go. The old man said with a pale face

Xiang Shao sat on the giant elephant from the new plate, and with a wave of his hand, the entire army walked in the direction of the city of vain death.

The young man didn't ask a word, and followed the white elephant. A fiery red rat appeared on its back, chirping.

......

Half an hour later, the scene in Zhou An's eyes turned red.

Wu Xiang looked at the sky with a solemn expression, the last thing a hunter lacked was patience.

The green lion sat cross-legged in the void, and he waited. The people of the Wind Clan are careless, waiting for the heavenly opportunity to be covered.

The people of the Wind Clan cheered one by one. After all, if a beast tide didn't kill a single person, it was worth their joy.

Zhou An came to the top of the mountain and looked at Wuxiang.

"No, something is going to happen. Why, I can't see things clearly. Zhou An asked seriously

Wuxiang glanced at Zhou An, he was really a talented person, but he was different. Obviously, I haven't studied divination, but I rely on instinct to detect that something is wrong.

"Something is destined to happen, and you can't stop it. Stay by my side, or I won't be able to protect you. Wuxiang said leisurely

Zhou An's face changed slightly, and he looked at the Wind Clan below. Just as he was about to shout, a momentum locked on him.

Half...... Saint, the demi-saint of the demon clan was about to make a move, and Zhou An was terrified.

He had already entered the threshold of the strong, and the great masters of the first rank could not cause him such pressure.

As for the Holy Realm, he couldn't perceive it at all. The difference between the two is too great, and Zhou An struggles to stand.

The wind under the mountain is soft, and it is a little strange to look at Zhou An, who is trembling. On tiptoe, you reach the top of the mountain in a few breaths.

Zhou An looked at Feng Rou, on the stone. carved an escape with his foot, and Feng Rou looked puzzled.

"Oh my God, what's that...... Stuff...... What a big lion," came a loud shout

Feng Rou turned around and saw a green lion slowly walking out of the clouds.

The green lion is very martial, full of sixty zhang. Zhou An gasped with difficulty, and his immortal sword intent was suppressed and could not be released from his body.

"Enemy attack, ...... Self-Explosion Formation...... "Quick," the old man said incoherently when he saw the lion in the sky

The huge green lion opened its huge mouth, and a pillar of demonic light erupted from its mouth.

After one breath, the demonic energy reached the light mask. It was only half a breath, and the frog formation was broken.

The demonic qi roared by, and Qingshui Mountain was pierced by the demonic qi. Zhou An stood on the top of the shaking mountain, reluctantly looking at the green lion.

The Leo has come to the shield and grabs the shield with his right foreleg.

Feng Rou stood on the top of the mountain and watched the movements of the green lion. Reach out and take it out, a jade pendant.

The jade pendant was crushed by the wind, and the powder floated around. The light mask suddenly glowed blue, and there was a faint sound of a dragon's groan.

"Frog array, burst. Feng Rou said softly

The light mask seemed to come to life, and the cyan light condensed into a cyan dragon.

The green lion roared, and everyone in the WindClan rolled with their heads in their hands.

The cyan dragon roared to cancel out the lion's roar, and then wrapped its grip on the green lion.

The "boom" was like thunder on the ground, and a burst of light made Zhou An unable to open his eyes.

After half a moment, Zhou An opened his eyes and looked at the embarrassed green lion.

"I, Feng Rou, ordered the Feng Clan, and now all of them are breaking through. Let's go ......," Feng Rou cried as she stood on the top of the mountain

Zhou An saw the cold light in the eyes of the green lion, and stretched out his right hand to knock Feng Rou out with a knife in one hand.

The wooden sword in the storage ring was thrown, and it instantly became larger. Zhou An stepped on the wooden sword with the wind and softness, turned into sword light and fled towards the city of vain.

The green lion roared, and a lion the size of a zhang chased after the sword light.

The old man in Tsing Yi changed his face slightly. The martial arts wings appeared behind him, facing the cyan lion.