At the same time, three pale blue figures suddenly flashed out from the hills, and after passing through the sky with afterimages that were difficult to see with the naked eye, they appeared less than a hundred feet away in front of the mist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Such a close distance allowed the monks in the forbidden area to instantly see the faces of these three people clearly.

The appearance that was no different from that of a human being, the short stature, the pale blue skin, and the spiral-shaped ice lines on the forehead made the many disciples of the Yuqing Sect who had just been explained by the long-haired monk instantly understand the identity of the other party.

"This is the Manghai Clan?"

Fang Nan's heart was dark, and the aura on the three people in front of him did not have the slightest intention to conceal it, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuations spread around him, and they were not inferior to the three foundation building monks on his side, especially the leader of the old man in the middle, which made him feel a kind of coercion that was almost comparable to the power of the Jiedan.

The three Manghai people glanced at the mist, the black viper on the left side had a wicked smile on his face, his sleeves shook, and when he was about to sacrifice something, he was stopped by the old man in the middle frowning and shouting, and then saw several people communicating with each other in a strange language that he didn't understand, and he directly ignored the existence of many Yuqing Sect disciples on the opposite side.

At this moment, above the foothills of the wilderness, the dark blue torrent was already under the gaze of everyone, and it crashed into the mist!

Buzzing!

On the surface of the mist, a dark gray light curtain suddenly appeared, and even under the collision of hundreds of blue seals, there was a roaring sound, and countless ripples rippled at the same time at the impact place, like a lake surface that had been stirred up by a torrential rain.

In this continuous crash, there were blue seals that fell to the ground with a wail, and some of them were hit to the head and bled and rushed back wildly, and the light curtain that seemed to be majestic and deep was also thinning with the passage of time.

The long-haired monk's face sank like water, quietly looking at the scene in front of him, and after a while, he suddenly turned around and said to the thin young man on the side, "How are the preparations from the Thousand Machine Sect?"

"It should be about the same, but the exact time depends on the news of the transmission note. The thin young man frowned, sighed and said, "The people of Baiyun Valley have already abandoned the mine and left, if it weren't for the help of the puppets of the Thousand Machine Sect, I would be ready to give up this place for the time being." ”

"Baiyun Valley decided to evacuate because their section of the spirit mine had been almost consumed, we are different, if we withdraw before the battle and cause the spirit mine to be looted, it will also be a big loss for the sect. The man surnamed Tian on the other side shook his head slightly, and said with some regret, "It's a pity that there is no Ancestor of Jiedan in the door nearby, otherwise, these low-level demon beasts outside are nothing at all." ”

The conversation between the three foundation building monks naturally fell on the ears of the disciples behind them, they had just heard the news that the Baiyun Valley monks were no longer in the canyon, and they couldn't help but change color, and some of the monks who were more close to each other whispered to each other.

You must know that the monks stationed in the canyon of the three sects were all about the same, and they also sent reinforcements after the invasion of demon beasts, and if they went to Baiyun Valley, it meant that the defensive strength in the vein was only sixty percent in an instant, and the certainty of surviving in this beast tide was suddenly reduced a lot.

At this moment, a pale yellow light suddenly shot out from the sky on the west side of the canyon, and the "snort" sound was loud, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The long-haired monk's gaze fell on this light, and when it got closer, the sleeve robe was rolled into his hand, and the brilliance disappeared, and a golden transmission note appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

With a flick of his fingers, a spiritual power was struck, and the transmission note spontaneously ignited in mid-air without wind.

The divine sense swept out, and as the transmission notes burned out, the long-haired monk had already finished listening to the transmission content, and when he raised his head again, his face was already much more solemn.

Glancing at the Bibo Leopard outside the gray light curtain, he finally turned around and instructed his disciples: "There are also a lot of Bibo Leopards on the side of the Thousand Machine Sect, and they will not be able to help this side for a while, the prohibition will be withdrawn immediately, and you are ready to deal with the enemy." ”

"Yes. ”

"The disciple obeyed. ”

Although they were very surprised by the results of the transmission, when the elders spoke, all the disciples naturally did not dare to say more, and responded in unison.

......

Crash.

High in the sky, the moment the light curtain was withdrawn, the three foundation building monks consciously faced the three Manghai tribesmen, and the other party obviously didn't want to talk nonsense, after the eye exchanged, they sacrificed all kinds of magic weapons in their hands and fought near the peak.

The elders in the sect had already taken the lead, and the remaining disciples of the Yuqing Sect did not dare to delay when they saw this, and headed towards the bottom of the mountain.

As the gray light curtain retreated, the remaining hundreds of blue wave leopards at the foot of the mountain were stunned at first, and then reacted, as if they smelled blood, and roared towards the mountain.

And what greeted this group of demon beasts was naturally three blue-light spirit boats, and before they could get close, dozens of spells fell from the spirit boat and smashed on the hillside.

For a while, the ice spikes, fireballs, and wind blades roared non-stop, slowing down the attack of the Bibo Leopard by a few points, although the power was not great, but there were also some unlucky people among the demon beasts who had been injured before and died in these low-level spells.

The disciples of the Yuqing Sect naturally did not waste this opportunity, and when they boarded the spirit boat, the light flashed, and more than a dozen figures swept out in batches, stepping on flying swords, and fighting with many blue wave leopards in response to each other.

Among the dozen or so monks, five people, including Fang Nan, followed the immature Wu Seventeen to the south side according to the previous detachment arrangement.

Wu Qiqi's reputation is outside, but it is indeed not a false appearance, at this moment, his face is cold, after faintly glancing at the blue wave leopard rushing below his eyes, his eyes are slightly condensed, and under the one-handed pinch, the spirit beast bag on his waist instantly untied itself.

Buzzing loud!

Hundreds of brown spirit insects surged out of it, flapping their wings and falling into the group of demon beasts, almost in the blink of an eye, the three blue wave leopards were wrapped tightly impermeable, and the gnawing sound that made people's scalps tingle suddenly sounded.

Not long after, there were already three more beast corpses with white bones on the mountain road.

On the other side, Fang Nan just sacrificed the mid-level flying sword he got from Bai Lin, and easily controlled it to entangle with a blue wave leopard, and when this demon beast was covered in bruises under the blade of the sword, unable to cover it, he let out a low shout, leaned forward with two fingers, and fell down.

"Poof"!

Blood rushed out of the leopard's neck in an instant, its head fell to the ground, and its body lost its support, and it collapsed to the ground. (To be continued.) )