By the moonlight, Wu Zhiqi looked up, only to see that someone had woven a huge net in mid-air, and the anchor point of the giant net was on the Wulao Peak, which was seventy or eighty acres in size, and in the center of this net, a white and chubby child was laughing loudly there, "Children, come quickly, take advantage of the drunkenness of these sour and hypocritical people, tie them up, and pickle them for their mother!"

Under the order of this boy, hundreds of silk threads hung down from the skynet, and at the end of each silk thread there was a half-human, half-insect monster, which fell seven feet above the ground, hanging in the air and spitting out sticky saliva at the people on the ground, wrapping the drunken and sleeping wild genius on the ground like a dead pig into a cocoon, and then slowly dragged into the skynet.

There were more than 500 people present, although some scholars lost consciousness after drinking, but there were many drinks that were not shallow, and the monsters in the sky were already conscious when they appeared, and hurriedly got up to face the enemy, but these scholars relied on their mouths to cross the wilderness, sit and talk about the road, or money to open the way, the most lacking is the strength and courage of the enemy.

Fortunately, the five elders of the Great Wilderness were not in vain, Ge Tian Wufu quickly walked out of the tent, he found that the situation was not good, and hurriedly gathered his disciples, Huang Sansheng was drunk and unconscious, Fang Mingfei was dizzy, only Lin Xin'er did not drink freely, and hurriedly came to the side of the Great Elder. Ge Tian said in vain: "Go and wake up the rest of the four elders, and the five of us will form a formation to protect this valley!"

Lin Xin'er ran away and rushed to the rest of the stations, while Ge Tianwufu took the opportunity to condense his spiritual power into a flying blade and cut the silk threads in the air to save people.

The silk thread is viscous and extremely tough, and there are also sober disciples who want to break the silk thread to save people, but as soon as they get closer, they are stuck by the silk thread, and they can't save people, but they are caught by the silk thread, killing two birds with one stone!

Only Ge Tian Wuyu's spiritual flying blade is like a substance, not restrained by the silk thread, it rotates and accelerates in the sky, but can cut the silk thread, Ge Tian Wuyu reads and educates people, and his spiritual power cultivation is unfathomable, and Ping Suli can also use his spiritual power to ignite and empower, helping the apprentices grow up quickly, but compared to Hou Gangwen's spiritual class, it is not a little worse.

But the five elders of the Great Wilderness are not in vain, I saw this bald old man concentrated, and there were constantly silver spiritual blades condensed and flying, and in a few moments, there were dozens of flying blades in the valley that flew in the air, constantly cutting the silk threads, and saving many disciples.

Ge Tian's unreasonable flying blade is like a scythe for mowing grass, while saving people, he will also take the opportunity to kill those insect demons hanging on the net, although the saliva of the insect demons is powerful, but their own strength is limited, they were slashed by the flying blade, and suddenly exploded into a pulp, and the resistance is extremely poor. The fat-headed boy in the sky suddenly discovered the power of the old man, and even the insect demons under his command were successively killed by Ge Tian Wufu Flying Blade, but the blood of these insect demons was poisonous and could erode divine thoughts, and after the flying blade killed the insect demon, it was difficult to condense and decompose instantly.

The fat-headed boy felt sorry for the death and injury of his subordinates, and shouted: "Old bald donkey, don't kill my son, dare to fight with me?"

Ge Tian's spirit is not endless, especially the flying blade that has been eroded and dissipated, which is equivalent to giving up a part of the spiritual power, if it is usual, it can be recovered naturally between reading and tasting tea, but in this situation, you can only sit and eat empty, and the spiritual power consumption is huge.

At this moment, Ge Tianwu was unable to get out, and when he saw the monster about to fight, he couldn't help but instruct Fang Mingfei, who was still three points sober, and said: "I'll go and resist this big demon, you take advantage of the chaos to organize the students to save people, gather it here, and after a while, the four elders will gather, and we will launch the Heavenly Formation to stop the enemy!"

Fang Mingfei was drunk, but he also knew the priorities, and said, "Don't worry, master, I'll do it!"

Ge Tian Wufu used his spiritual power to protect his body, turned into auspicious clouds, slowly walked up, and went straight to the fat-headed demon in the air, and asked in his mouth: "Who are you demons, why did you sneak attack my Xuegong disciple?"

Fang Mingfei secretly organized those literati disciples to save the dead and help the wounded, and gathered the chaotic crowd around the tent of Mingdao Mountain, and many thick cocoons were also dragged over with tools, but he didn't dare to touch them with his body, once they were glued, they couldn't get rid of them.

While saving people, everyone watched the battle in the sky, only to see the fat boy smile and say: "I am a golden silkworm boy, I have long known that you are gathering here, and I have come here to visit!

Ge Tianwu said angrily: "Nonsense, how can there be a reason to use a scholar to supplement his brain!"

The golden silkworm boy smiled: "I see that your brain is bright, you must be very smart, if you eat it is very beneficial, you come over quickly, let me take a few bites, open the meat!"

Seeing that this monster was entangled, Ge Tianwu couldn't help but burst out more than a dozen spirit flying blades, forming a sharp formation and flying quickly, heading straight for the monster's vital point.

The monster screamed, spat suddenly, and condensed into a transparent light cocoon on its body, and the flying blade was immediately entangled in the light cocoon, and it didn't take long to turn into clear light, and it was digested by the light cocoon, and the light cocoon grew by three points.

The golden silkworm boy clapped his hands and smiled: "It's delicious, this thing is crisp and delicious, you can send me a few hundred more to eat quickly, maybe I'll let you be my chef." ”

Ge Tian Wufu found that the spirit flying blade was ineffective against this monster, and couldn't help but move, forming a closed spiritual space, enveloping the golden silkworm boy and banishing him into the spiritual desert.

This skill was created by him to deal with undisciplined disciples of the academy, called the art of confinement, the spirit is desert and uninhabited, there is no business and images, as long as it is closed for two hours, the naughty disciple will tremble with fear and obediently listen to the lecture. The golden silkworm boy was suddenly trapped by confinement, and he couldn't react for a while, but he was really banned, and it roamed around in the air in a strange way, shrinking his hands and feet, and couldn't see the world and the world, let alone hear the sound, and only felt that there was a layer of pure energy that wrapped him in it, and he couldn't help but be a little scared in his heart.

Ge Tian took the opportunity to rescue and gather the disciples, and gathered the rest of the four elders. The four old men gathered together, and only then did they hear the disciple report that Hou Gangwen had actually been killed, and the descendants of Cangsheng died miserably, with several penetrating wounds on their bodies, and blood flowed all over the ground, but there was only a long sword at the scene, and no trace of the murderer was found.

In the midst of the crisis, Ge Tian could only stand up and jointly support a spiritual shield with several other elders, protecting all the disciples in a radius of three or five acres, allowing those demon insects to fall from the sky, but they couldn't break through this spiritual barrier.

If there is Hou Gangwen again, I am afraid that he can set up a shield covering the entire Wulao Peak Butterfly Green Valley with one spell, but he didn't expect Hou Gangwen to die here, and I don't know who did it, temporarily the big demon came, and it was impossible to trace the matter.

The four elders sat in a group, closed their eyes and concentrated, mobilizing all their spiritual power to maintain the stability of the shield, in this chaos, the disciples of the university palace were okay to say, but the peripheral scholars were actually caught by the golden silkworm boy Nearly a hundred people.