He Miaomiao's body was slightly injured by the coercion, and her spiritual power was only less than fifty percent left, plus she had just sacrificed Lingguang to say that it was not good to attract anyone's attention, she didn't care about extinguishing the golden flames around her, and quickly swallowed a Hidden Breath Pill and dived into the ground and disappeared.

Remembering the map all the way, he avoided the remnants of the formation and sneaked for a long time, until he was about to reach the edge of the outer valley, He Miaomiao stopped and threw out the array flag, and entered it to meditate and repair.

She hadn't met the Golden Pill Monk of the Star Picking Pavilion along the way, and they should have reached the edge of the outer valley by the time, as long as they saw the earth-shattering fight in the valley, it was impossible for them to rush into it.

It was not difficult to catch up with them, and it was even easier to ambush the low-level monks of the Zhao family who had fled. When He Miaomiao saw that the number of real people and true monarchs exceeded his imagination, he already knew that this battle would not last long.

In order not to delay support, she swallowed a pill of Xuanhuan Pill and a pill of Tonifying Spirit, and urged her spiritual power to run slowly in the meridians.

Due to resisting the coercion of the other party's late Yuan Infant, Zhihai had a faint dull pain, He Miaomiao hurriedly took out two soul stones and held them in his hand, absorbing the pure soul breath contained in them, so that Zhihai gradually returned to normal.

Her divided mind could feel the changes in the battle situation in the distance, which was more intense than the beginning, and the light emitted was no longer able to look directly, and the aftermath caused the plants and trees in the outer valley to shake.

The two fourth-order array disks were supplemented by silkworm green array flags, and the barrier was already enough to resist the residual power of the fighting method, but it would shake slightly when the air flow was stronger, so as not to let the people inside be impacted.

Seeing that the battle was at its most intense, He Miaomiao hurriedly accelerated the refining of the medicinal liquid, and the soul stone in his hand quickly turned into powder, and when the sea was no longer dull, the minor injuries in the meridians and intestines had also been completely recovered.

When her spiritual power recovered to its peak, she hurriedly put away the array of flags, drove the Vermilion Bird Boat to the Inner Valley, and after flying close to the ground, she met a familiar Star Picking Pavilion monk on the way.

There were not many people in the team of fifteen, and after everyone whispered hello, they slowed down, spread a certain distance and continued to sneak towards the inner valley.

The high-altitude battlefield in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty was full of colors, and there were frequent deafening explosions, and every time the sound just started, it was like an inky black fog trying to hide the light in the sky, but unfortunately it couldn't last a few breaths every time.

The relationship between the Zhao family and the demon cultivator is already known to everyone, seeing the demonic qi being suppressed again and again, everyone's confidence in their hearts has doubled, even if the aura coming from the void is still terrifying, it can't affect their ignited battle intent.

Among the monks who died in the Demon Punishment Secret Realm and the Silver Desert, some were just nodding friends to them, while others were close friends and relatives. But no matter which one it is, everyone is angry and angry at their innocent and tragic death, and they have a deep hatred for the culprit Zhao family.

"Fellow Daoists, be careful, someone is approaching in the distance. ”

He Miaomiao's divine sense was far stronger than that of all the monks, and she felt some unusual aura fluctuations more than fifty miles away, but there was no one anywhere she could see, thinking that there was a figure of the same level that had hidden her aura and was rushing to the outer valley.

Her voice sounded so sure that the other fifteen peers couldn't help but stop. Seeing her solemn expression and her eyes staring deeply in one direction, everyone quickly entered a state of alert, guarding against people from afar.

The people of the Star Picking Pavilion who were hiding quickly noticed the movement ahead. Carefully groping from afar, it was the Jindan juniors dressed in the Zhao family uniform, a group of twenty people, with a vigilant and fierce expression, as if they were ready to fight with others at any time.

The leader Jin Dan had arrogance in his eyebrows, and his eyes were like sharp blades, cutting through the air in front of him and shooting in all directions. When he swept to the place where everyone in the Star Picking Pavilion was hiding, his already wrinkled brows furrowed even tighter, and he waved his hand to signal everyone to stop.

"Do it!" His eyes sharpened, his spiritual breath changed suddenly, and the demonic energy around his body was swirling, and he conjured a long whip with thorns out of thin air, like a dragon swimming dexterously in water.

The people of the Zhao family no longer hid, and they all sacrificed their natal magic weapons, and the pure demonic qi quickly dispersed, so that the surrounding miasma had to make way for it.

"Fight!" A middle-aged man in the Star Picking Pavilion shouted, took the lead in leaping up, stepped on the flying sword and pulled out the longbow with both hands, and shot dozens of golden arrows forward in an instant.

All kinds of firelight transformed into different shapes, and the giant python, broad sword, long silk, and thin whip gathered by the fire spirit followed by the golden arrow and instantly approached everyone in front of the Zhao family.

He Miaomiao stood in the treetops, hiding in the light of spells and magic weapons, cooperating with everyone's attack, giving the other party a fatal blow in secret.

Half of the Zhao family were in the early and middle stages of Jindan, and they couldn't match the deliberately selected Star Picking Pavilion monks. After only half a pillar of incense, the demonic qi dissipated under the strong aura, and the eleven bodies that were paralyzed on the ground quickly lost their vitality.

Just like the high-level battle situation in the distance, the Five Elements Spell quickly overshadowed the demonic energy of desperate counterattacks, and no one in the Star Picking Pavilion fell, and the momentum was rising so high that the other party tried to turn around and flee.

The arrogant young man who led the team sacrificed fifteen third-order super grade talismans, injected spiritual power and swung them violently behind him.

However, everyone in the Star Picking Pavilion had already taken precautions, and almost at the same time, they sacrificed their defensive aura, and their dodges quickly dispersed.

The middle-aged man who was good at long-range attacks drew his bow again, he stood in mid-air and pulled his hands one by one, and the flying golden arrow broke through the attack that the talisman had just condensed with an indomitable momentum.

The attacks of the rest of the people followed, and He Miaomiao's light was divided into nine, and the fierce and violent sword intent rushed to the front, instantly breaking through the aura shield of the nine people of the Zhao family.

The short sword sank into the bodies of the nine people, and the attack from behind, which could not tell who was who, also rushed to the front. Dust and sawdust rose into the sky with a roar, and the aura suddenly became disordered, swinging with a whirlpool, and even the Star Picking Pavilion monk who launched this attack had to fly back to dodge.

He Miaomiao put away the light, and the spiritual power was injected into the bracelet on her wrist, and the soft and thick white light wrapped herself, leaping over the treetops to avoid the impact of the air current.

The last nine members of the Zhao family, along with the eleven who fell first, were all broken into pieces in the aura of this riot, and they couldn't even save the storage bags.

Everyone in the Star Picking Pavilion tacitly turned around, hid their good breath and body, and galloped in the direction of the outer valley when they came, until they were far away from the range of the fighting method, and then they set up a formation in the no-man's land to meditate and repair.

He Miaomiao only consumed thirty percent of her spiritual power, and several other monks who were in a similar state volunteered to be vigilant, allowing the monks with greater consumption to recover first.

By this time it was approaching sunrise, and the calm of the night had long since disappeared in the outer valley. There was the sound of fighting spells everywhere, and all kinds of spell light were everywhere in sight.

However, these small fighting methods did not last long, and the Zhao family did not have many low-level hidden here, and they were quickly cleared by the Star Picking Pavilion.

When He Miaomiao's team returned to its peak state, a burst of heart-wrenching power burst out of the void, and with the first appearance of the red sun, the last wisp of demonic energy finally disappeared.