"Fall down!" shouted, and the magic trick in Xuanyuan's hand quickly pinched.

The next moment, a large group of aerial fire was generated out of thin air, and with the blowing of the Xunyang wind, it turned into a storm and rushed towards the giant tree.

It only takes one breath for the two to collide together. Vast expanses of flames flew in all directions, and almost all of the giant trees were burned to ashes.

However, to Xuanyuan's surprise, the Dao Lao ghost corpse was not burned into ashes, but was refined into a poisonous gas, which spread from the air.

The poisonous gas was viscous and smelly, but it floated strangely in the air, seemingly unaffected by the wind pressure caused by the explosion.

It turns out that you have the idea to fight! Looking at the curvature of the corner of the mandrill leader's mouth, Xuan Yuan was about to use a means to remove the poisonous gas.

Who knew that before he could make a move, a light wind spirit suddenly emanated from his side. Xuanyuan turned his head and saw that Mu Ziqing had already arrived with all the monks.

I saw her body spin, and a large number of cyan wind butterflies fluttered out from under the hem of her clothes, and their figures were erratic, swaying and flying into the sky.

Then, the wings flapped, and the slightest wind spirit qi jumped on it, and the originally thick and fishy poisonous gas suddenly faded and was swept away.

At the same time, the rest of the people were not idle. A large number of spells lit up on the wall, rain of fire, water, and golden rays...... It was like a heavy rain, smashing straight into the mandrill group in the distance.

In the face of such an attack, the mandrill leader's eyes shrank and he quickly dodged with a strange scream, while the few ordinary mandrills behind him were not so lucky.

Even if they dodge as hard as they can, they are far inferior to the leader when it comes to getting up. In the end, although all kinds of Dao techniques did not hit head-on, they brushed against them.

For a while, four painful roars rang out one after another.

Looking at the shallow scars on the body of his companion behind him, the leader opened his bloody mouth and screamed angrily, turned his head suddenly, and actually led his subordinates to break through directly.

A one-legged volley jumped up in the air, a step was a distance of three or four zhang, and when it landed, there was a lot of dust, and even Xuan Yuan and others on the wall could feel the tremor of the ground.

Everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva, although Wang Jun was also in two trembling forces, he was still a little calm, and understood the meaning of staying on the wall.

With all his strength, he shouted, "Aim and shoot!"

The young men suddenly sobered up, freed from their stunned state, and hurriedly picked up their guns and fired wildly.

Tongues of fire poured out of sight, and I couldn't count how many bullets were fired at the mandrill.

Compared to the shallow scars caused by spells, the damage dealt by bullets is not much better. At most, the white marks that were half a centimeter deep have now become about one or two centimeters now.

Looking at the mandrills who had paused their footsteps because of the bullet storm, Wang Jun's face not only did not show joy, but a sad expression.

Although it has temporarily resisted their attack now, the number of bullets is limited after all, and it is estimated that it will only be a matter of two or three minutes when the bullets are sold out.

Looking at Xuan Yuan, whose face was uneasy, Wang Jun gritted his teeth, picked up a bazooka, and launched it at the moment when the leader of the mandrill covered his face with his hand to resist the storm of bullets.

As if sensing the danger, the mandrill leader paused for a moment, and the next moment, the huge body suddenly rose four or five meters out of thin air, and it was dangerous to avoid the bazooka.

The bazooka didn't hit the leader, but it smashed into the face of a mandrill behind the leader.

A violent explosion rang out, and only four of the five mandrills remained.

"This ...... This will also do!" Wang Jun was greatly encouraged by his achievements in the first battle.

Hurriedly continued to pick up the remaining bazookas, aimed at them and launched them. It's just that only once they were already on guard, and it was only for one mandrill to lose its ability to move by the aftermath of the explosion.

But just like this, for Xuanyuan and his party, it is enough to call it a good situation.

Mu Ziqing walked to Xuanyuan's side at some point and muttered, "Even the mandrills that killed us all over the place have to lie under modern weapons, is this not considered the loneliness of our cultivators?"

The voice was soft, as if he was asking Xuanyuan, and it seemed to be talking to himself.

Xuan Yuan raised his eyebrows, and just wanted to answer, when a deafening and powerful roar suddenly came from in the distance, and by accident, Xuan Yuan's footsteps were unsteady and he almost fell to the ground.

As for others, it is even worse. The Glaive Crown Daoist and the others were fine, just sitting on the ground, while those ordinary people were completely unconscious.

After a while, the "buzzing" sound in his head finally faded, and Xuan Yuan didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly checked the situation outside the wall.

Unexpectedly, after emitting such a powerful sound wave, the leader of the mandrill seemed to be a little overwhelmed, so he could only gasp and rest in place.

The two ordinary mandrills behind him were also very unbearable, staying in place and "humming and chirping", and it seemed that they were also affected by the roar.

Seeing Xuanyuan's figure emerging from the wall, a trace of surprise flashed in the leader's eyes, and then a cruel look appeared.

I don't know what to say to the two mandrills behind me, but the two mandrills cheered up again and rushed over.

Looking at the unbearable people around him, Xuan Yuan frowned, and said to Mu Ziqing and Yanyue Guandaoren, who were gradually coming over: "You help take these people away, and I will deal with it here." ”

After saying that, regardless of their reactions, he began to secretly accumulate spells in his hands.

On the other side, as time passed, the two mandrills gradually got out of their previous state of ignorance and ran faster and faster.

In just an instant, he had already run to the place where the pre-set pothole was.

"Boom-"

The thin layer of soil naturally could not withstand the two mandrills, and as soon as they stepped on their feet, they immediately fell into it.

And the grass soldiers who had already prepared immediately greeted them, and the green mangs of the Dao Dao were like gods and demons dancing wildly, tying them up in a strong knot.

Then, more than a dozen straw soldiers shaped like fire-tipped spears were thrown high, and then stabbed down violently.

A wail sounded, but neither of the mandrills died. In fact, the Grass Soldier just poked a notch that wasn't very deep.

Such rough skin and flesh? Xuan Yuan frowned, and once again commanded the grass soldiers to launch a new round of attacks.

After several rounds of attacks, gradually, the breath of the two mandrills, which were restrained by the grass soldiers and vines, finally began to disperse.

Just when Xuanyuan's mind relaxed a little and was about to make up for the final blow, Mu Ziqing, who was helping the fainted person to leave, suddenly exclaimed: "Dao Chief, be careful!"

A trace of bad feeling flashed in Xuan Yuan's heart, and he didn't look at the situation ahead, he directly used the Wind Riding Method, and his body retreated straight back.

The next moment, a behemoth suddenly fell from the sky, it was the leader of the mandrill. At this time, it is opening its mouth and smiling fiercely, how can it be in the previous state of malaise?

It's that I underestimated your cunning and cruelty, and Xuan Yuan felt the mandrill that had no breath in the hole.

It is an unscrupulous species, and the depth of his mind makes Xuanyuan's heart slightly cold.

From the initial roar of anger over the death of his companion, to the paralysis of everyone by pretending to be weak, to finally sending his men to death to divert attention, everything was done in an orderly manner.

The mandrill roared angrily and rushed straight towards Xuanyuan. The sense of threat given to it by the Taoist priest in front of him is in the end, and the first enemy should be punished!

Xuanyuan tiptoed a little, and floated over dangerously.

Landing on the roof of a house, Xuan Yuan looked at the mandrills that were chasing and fighting, and then looked at the closed laboratories in the north, and his eyes flashed.