"Whoosh!"

At the foot of the collapsed mountain, a slightly bloated figure landed on the ground, it was Wang Mo and Fu Honglian.

"Run for your life, the farther away the better!" Wang Mo said calmly.

For this woman who was confused by herself, Wang Mo didn't embarrass her, but she wouldn't take her with her, after all, the two were still life and death before.

The tragic situation in the sky above the Moro Sect, he looked at it from afar, and he understood that the back hand he left in the demon spirit pocket was not enough to kill the demon spirit that had cultivated to the great advancement, at best, it would only seriously injure it.

And the reason why it didn't chase after it now must be because of jealousy, and all Wang Mo had to do was to use this time to escape for his life.

At this time, the Demon Spirit target was obviously him, and taking Fu Honglian with him could only be more dangerous.

Without waiting for Fu Honglian to react, her body shook one after another and ran the Wandering Technique, and she changed direction slightly and galloped away.

Fu Honglian was stunned for a moment, her jade hand stretched out lightly as if she was about to grab something, and shouted loudly: "What's your name?"

Wang Mo, who had already flown out a hundred meters away, didn't know if he heard it, but his figure paused slightly, and without looking back, he galloped forward again, and disappeared into the chaotic stone forest after a while.

Looking at the looming figure in the distance, Fu Honglian was stunned, her beautiful eyes looked at it again with a little worry and loneliness, and her head shook slightly, as if she wanted to expel distracting thoughts from her mind.

Stunned, Fu Honglian showed a smile that seemed to be self-deprecating, and turned her head to look at the terrifying red giant shadow rising in the sky above the Moro Sect.

With a pale face, after a little thought, he draped himself in a red veil, hid his figure, and immediately chased in the direction where Wang Mo left.

......

There was chaos in the Moro Sect, and many monks fled for their lives, but when they found their way to escape and were blocked by a red light curtain, they fell into panic again.

"Bang! boom!"

The monks began to attack the light curtain with magic weapons, but to their despair, the light curtain returned to its original state after a ripple.

Some monks did not believe in evil and began to attack the light curtain again and again, but in the end they were all fended off by the light curtain.

Gradually, a wave of despair spread in the monk's heart.

"Don't panic, everyone, we will fight with all our strength, no matter how strong this defensive array is, there is a level, as long as we work together, we will definitely be able to break it!"

An old man in the Fake Dan Realm saw that everyone was in chaos and was fighting separately, so he immediately reminded him.

Everyone can cultivate to the current realm, and they are not stupid people, they were just shocked by the power of the demon spirit before, but at this time, they were reminded by the old man, and they suddenly realized.

They formed formations one after another, and began to attack the light curtain in an orderly manner.

"Boom!"

In the past, although the light curtain was still strong, it was obviously a little diluted, which made everyone's hearts rise again.

Among the Moro Sect, there were more than 100 monks who came this time, in addition to being killed by the blood demons, they also grabbed treasures and fought with each other, and later they were devoured by dozens of demon spirits, and now there are hundreds of people.

But before, because the demon spirit appeared too suddenly, the horror of the means made the cultivators panic, and they scattered and fled, but they were divided into more than a dozen shares.

After a brief period of panic in all directions of the Moro Sect, these people began to attack the large array slowly and organically.

The flesh and blood of these foundation-building monks are a delicious feast for the demon spirits, and they are not allowed to attack the great array like this.

"Boom!"

With a sinister laugh, the demon spirit approached a seven-member squad that was attacking the large array, and its huge coercion immediately suppressed the group.

"Oh no, the monster is coming!"

Everyone was terrified in their hearts, and they looked at the demon spirit's gaze, all of them were afraid and desperate.

"Fellow Daoists, fight!"

One of them forced the fear in his heart and said fiercely.

"Fight!"

Under the pressure of despair, the fighting spirit in the hearts of these people was finally stimulated, and they were able to cultivate to the current realm, and they didn't know how many battles they had experienced.

The seven people glanced at each other, and they all sacrificed their spiritual treasures and formed a formation, and they understood that if they fled in all directions, they could only be broken by each one.

If they join forces, even if it is a certain death, they will never make the other party feel better.

The demon spirit faced the seven people, his eyes flashed red, and his body shook, and he appeared above the heads of the seven people, laughing strangely, as if mocking the ignorance of these people.

"Whoosh!"

Dao Dao Blood Claw swung out and swooped straight at everyone, with its current cultivation in the middle of the third order, where could these foundation building cultivators resist.

Among the seven people, two were killed by the blood claw in the blink of an eye, and the rest of the people flickered in their eyes, and one of them screamed, turned around and fled frantically.

But how could the demon spirit let go of the fat in his mouth, and his body shook, so he stopped it, grabbed it in his hand, and swallowed it clean with a few rattles.

Demonic energy surged around it, blocking the attacks of the rest of the people while lunging down at the two who were attacked by its bloody claws.

Seeing this, there was an old man inside, a touch of madness flashed in his eyes, and he was actually not advancing but retreating, and his body twisted, and he threw himself at the demon spirit.

Its body erupted in the air with a tremendous force, expanding in the blink of an eye, exploding beside the demon spirit with a boom.

The powerful energy impact caused the surrounding sand and gravel to tumble, raising large clouds of dust and mist.

The demon spirit was at the center of the explosion, as if it didn't expect the food in its eyes to be so determined, and chose to blow itself up to fight against it.

As a demon, even though he has devoured the flesh and soul of many monks, but it is full of killing nature, how can he understand the true state of mind of people?

In the face of the self-explosion of this fake Dan monk, who was as strong as a demon spirit, he couldn't ignore it, and a piece of skin and flesh was blown up on his body, and even the two Zhuji monks who originally arrived were also affected in this explosion and turned into flying ashes.

"Roar!"

The body was damaged again, and the demon spirit roared violently, and its body burst out of the smoke and dust, and rushed straight towards the rest of the people.

I saw a flash of blood, and in the midst of the smoke and dust, after each blood light crossed, a monk fell screaming.

"Adversary, I'll fight with you!"

Finally, after the fake Dan old man blew himself up, some people couldn't bear it anymore and pounced on the demon spirit to blow himself up, even though it was only a late cultivation of the foundation, but its self-explosion also made the demon spirit quite fearful.

But later, after encountering the monk's self-explosion one after another, the demon spirit gradually found out his experience and began to methodically assassinate the monk with the advantage of speed.

The demon spirit was covered in black demonic energy, and when it moved, the change erupted into a bloody light, and in the extremely fast flash, the blood light seemed to appear out of thin air.

Many monks were killed one after another, and gradually the number of these monks gradually decreased, from the first 100 to the last 50 or 60.

Every time the screams rang out, the nearby monks trembled, and they could see that this demon spirit was completely nourishing itself with the flesh and blood of the monks, and if they couldn't get out again, they would all fall here.

In front of a light curtain, a team of more than a dozen monks was attacking the formation in an orderly manner.

"Ahh

In an instant, more than a dozen spiritual weapons and countless magic devotional brilliance flew towards the right side, but they struck into the air, only splashing the body of the fallen monk and the rocks under him.

"The devil is here, fellow Daoists, be careful!" said the old man who had reminded everyone to attack the formation in a group.

But the blood light was too fast, and everyone just saw the blood light flash, and the people in the team fell, and they couldn't dodge.

"Ahh

A scream rang out again in the field, and everyone's faces were pale with fear in their eyes.

This feeling of boiling a frog in warm water is something that no living creature wants to experience, and it is completely tormenting.

The old man's eyes flickered for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Fellow Daoists, protect me, and wait for the old man to activate the magic weapon!"

When everyone heard this, their spirits were for a while, and they all agitated their vitality, and the ring spirit weapon treasures blocked all the surroundings.

The old man took out a copper bell-shaped treasure from the storage bag, and as soon as this object appeared, it set off a violent fluctuation of vitality.

"Poof!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the old man bit the tip of his tongue, agitated his vitality and stimulated a mouthful of essence blood, and quickly pinched the trick with both hands, and then integrated the essence blood into the copper bell.

"Buzz!"

With the addition of essence blood and vitality, the copper bell emitted a buzzing sound, and a faint golden halo emitted outward, enveloping everyone.

"Fellow Daoists, leave with me quickly, my golden bell jar won't last long, only by meeting with other Daoists, we will have a way to live!"

The old man's face was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and insisted.

When everyone heard this, they didn't dare to slack off, and they pointed to the spirit weapon one after another, and two other people grabbed the old man and flew towards the sky.

"Boom!"

In the flickering of blood light, a strange laugh was heard, and it suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the people in the light mask.

"Bang!"

The blood claw swung out and struck directly at the pale golden light mask, but it only shook the light mask for a while, but it did not break.

"Wow!"

The old man in the mask spat out a mouthful of blood as if he had been hit hard, and his face turned even paler.

The rest of the people looked at the crumbling light mask, their faces even more ugly, and their eyes were full of despair and fear.

"Hurry! The old man won't last long!"

The old man pinched the trick desperately, maintained the light mask, quickly took out a few bottles of pills, and swallowed them directly into his mouth without looking at them, with a few crisp sounds, he directly bit the jade bottle, and swallowed the pills mixed with it into his stomach.

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly increased their speed and galloped forward.

"Bang bang bang!"

Seeing that the demon spirit couldn't strike a blow, he attacked again, and his cultivation was stronger than that of the mid-stage cultivator of the Jiedan, if it weren't for the fact that the grade of the bronze bell magic weapon was not low, I am afraid that it would not even be able to resist a single blow.

Seeing the fat in his mouth, where can he get out?

Finally, after several blows in succession, the old man could no longer hold on, and the seven orifices that were shocked by this heavy blow bled out.

The brass bell above his head let out a wail, and the bright light dimmed and fell into the old man's arms.

The pale golden light curtain around everyone also flickered a few times before disappearing.

"Boom!" the demon monster laughed, and threw himself at the old man with a hideous face.

It was the old man who sacrificed the magic weapon copper bell before blocking it, and with its character, it was natural to take the old man first.

The rest of the monks, seeing that they did not have a protective shield at this time, dispersed as soon as they arrived, leaving the old man who had lost his mobility there alone.

In fear and despair, they scattered and fled, leaving the old man alone to watch the demon spirit pounce on him with a gloomy face.