Everyone slowly flew into the air, looking solemnly at the end of the rising sea in the distance, the only area covered by mist. Although it is impossible to see the true face, the spatial exit is hidden inside, and you can escape by rushing through it. But there are also many people who are destined to die on this escape road, but the hope of staying here to survive is also slim.

In the thin clouds nearby, a large number of monks could be seen emerging from it, standing in a sparse row like the dialect themselves, their eyes intently looking at the glimmering land. At this moment, the battle between spiritual cultivation and demon cultivation has finally calmed down, and everyone is paying attention to the exit, how can they still care about other things.

And above everyone's heads, there were faint bursts of spiritual pressure in the sky, those were the Jindan monks of the major forces, these days under the siege of the immortal people, they still came here tenaciously, and a large number of foundation building monks must have been summoned by them. Fang Yan hid in the demon cultivators, desperately suppressing the apprehension in his heart, not daring to reveal the slightest abnormality, although the attention of these Jindan monks was not at all in the crowd below him.

Looking around, there was not a single immortal in sight, but everyone knew that they were nearby, and when the Terran monks attacked at full speed, these large numbers of immortals would come from all directions. Looking at the situation, it is not difficult to guess that there were countless fierce battles here not long ago, and now it is probably the last chance for the Terran monks.

The crowd gathered more and more in the sky, and most of the monks who entered this space returned here after encountering many sieges, and those so-called tasks had long been thrown out of the clouds, and now getting out alive is the most important thing. A moment later, countless monks emerged from the clouds near and far, all staring intently at the vast area covered in mist in the sea.

I don't know who rushed out first, and it ignited the great escape, and everyone scrambled to fly from the sky and swoop frantically towards the sea. "Kill!" suddenly a hoarse roar sounded in his ears, as if coming from his chest cavity that had been suppressed for a long time, and then the shouts of killing rang out. Countless monks rained down on the exit.

In a short distance of less than 100 miles, the figures of monks were full of monks in an instant, densely converging towards the mist, like moths to a fire. Just as a large number of black dots were rushing towards the exit, the Jindan monk in the sky slowly moved his body and followed not far behind, as if they had made an appointment in advance.

Dialects are mixed in with a group of demon cultivators. Looking nervously ahead, a large-scale melee like this is the hardest to guard against. Maybe it will be buried in the hands of someone else. Halfway through the journey, a large number of immortals suddenly flew out of the clouds above the mist, and the groups of people dressed in neat formations were lined up, looking like they had been prepared for this.

No wonder those Jindan monks would hurriedly recruit them, thinking that they were afraid of facing a large number of immortal teams, and with the assistance of the immortal clan, how many Jindan monks would not be enough to be hunted by the other party. With the help of a large number of foundation building monks like Fang Yan, it is just right to disperse their attack points, and this is the only way to escape.

And many low-level monks are probably also thinking about this. Like a prey chased by wolves, there may be a glimmer of life when they flee together, but whether they can escape in the end depends on the luck of the individual. These Jindan monks must have a bigger goal, even if they follow behind, it is difficult to hide their figures, and those immortal Jindan are not stupid, their eyes are staring at him and these Jindan monks. What good is it for them to kill a few small trash fish in the foundation building period.

"Rush over, enter the mist is the exit, rush!" The demon cultivator in the lead suddenly shouted, and then the black light flowed all over his body, as if he was running some kind of magic secret technique, and the speed suddenly doubled. Just a few tens of miles away. If it is almost a moment in normal times, it seems so long at this moment, as if it is far away.

Crazy shouts immediately sounded around him, as if he was emboldening himself, but also an unwilling roar to the immortal people, and the desperate Terran monks who were forced to have no way out no longer have any scruples at this moment. As the goal gets closer and closer. The large number of immortal people who swooped down in the sky were also gradually approaching, and the black pressure was blocking in front of them, which made people feel afraid.

"Kill, kill these damn immortals!" "Rush, scatter them!" There were random shouts all around, and the sound of spells and spirit weapons intertwined was already heard in front of them, and the rumbling sound just started, and then it continued. Immediately after that, there were bursts of screams, and a large blood mist suddenly drifted in front of him, wafting with a heavy fishy smell.

The monk who smelled the blood was not deterred, but suddenly at this moment the deepest desire in his heart was aroused, and he rushed forward without hesitation, throwing the artifact in his hand aimlessly, and did not know whose head these attacks had fallen. Facing the dense team of immortals in front of them, this group of outlaws only knew how to attack indiscriminately, and if they found a gap, they would hurriedly take advantage of the void, thinking of escaping into the mist ahead.

The immortal people on the opposite side were completely different, standing in a formation and constantly sending out various spells, and the monks who rushed to the front row had no time to dodge, and they were all knocked down and fell into the sea in pieces. Judging from the scene, the Terran monks were not the opponents of these immortals at all, as if they were just rushing here to send them to death, but once this wave of impact was launched, how could it stop halfway, and a steady stream of monks continued to swarm.

It's like a completely unequal battle, almost no different from slaughter, and the entire sea area is probably like this, and in a situation where the number and attack power are already far inferior, the Terran monks who lack the cooperation of the battle array have few decent means. But everyone still rushed forward desperately, and if they turned back, they would only die more miserably, and the attacks of those monks behind them also fell here, and as long as they took half a step back, they would be drowned, and there was no hope in sight.

Suddenly, a disgusting aura flew over everyone's heads, and a large area of demonic fire and refining corpses followed, and the black fog in the sky also spread at this time. Taking advantage of the short interval between the opponent's attacks, these demon cultivators used their strongest means one after another, and some simply wrapped themselves in a cloud of blood mist, wanting to break through here.

The immortal people on the opposite side also had no way to retreat, and the crowd behind them was surging like a tide, in addition to constantly sending out powerful group attack spells, dense spiritual weapons also flew towards here. The dense crowd behind them just blocked their retreat, and how could they do it if they wanted to reflexively dodge the attack.

And as the monks at the front fell in batches, the monks who flew rapidly behind quickly overtook them, and the crowd that followed was closer to the immortals, and it was difficult for those group attack spells to play much role under the close combat, at least the immortal people who were close to them could no longer cast spell attacks continuously.

"Bang bang" a series of body impacts. The short monks finally attacked the front of these immortals, but they didn't take much advantage, because the immortals were not only taller and stronger than the human race, but also most of them practiced some alchemy, and the human monks suffered heavy casualties in the battle.

At this time, the effect of spells and spiritual weapons was not obvious, and the immortals and monks who were at the forefront had to resist the attacks from behind both sides at the same time. It is also necessary to fight hand-to-hand with the opponent in front of you, and in the melee it is often the physically stronger side that has the upper hand.

But the strange methods of demon cultivation. But there are a lot of them that can be played here, and those demon cultivators who have refining corpses and demonic fire take advantage of it. The immortals who were contaminated by corpse qi and demonic fire could not resist at all, and these demon cultivators could not only use this to exert their might, but also use them to strengthen their own defenses, as long as they killed one of the opponents, they would occupy his position first, and then take the opportunity to kill the immortals who could not defend behind him.

Soon, the immortal clan was killed and the formation was chaotic, and the originally tight defense was actually rushed by this group of demon cultivators, and under the coercion of these outlaws, only half a step back would cause the dense formation to be chaotic. Trample on each other. The monks who saw the timing immediately followed several advantageous attack points, and the ** who escaped made them send out desperate attacks, and the crowd continued to rush forward, and more and more monks and immortals fought in close quarters.

The monk in the back instinctively launched an attack, and often before the monk in front could use it, the attack behind him hit the opponent first, and this person relied on his strong defense to bully forward. Until they died in battle. Although the immortals were well prepared, they were still torn open by the monks soon after, and the monks who rushed over did not even have time to collect their own things, and desperately fled inside.

The explosion of "boom" is endless, that is, there are powerful spells, and there are also life-saving things for monks. They were all displayed at this time, and Fang Yan even saw someone blatantly detonate the blood sacrifice object, so that none of the immortals and monks in the surrounding area were spared. This kind of life-and-death battle always has some advantage for the Jedi, and the left and right are only dead, and the means taken are not the slightest concern.

Fang Yan was originally relatively backward, but as the crowd surged forward, it gradually pushed him to the front. Fortunately, the dialect is quick to see and move. Finding the gap that had just been torn open by an immortal person not far from him, he immediately threw out a large handful of talismans, and then rushed forward with Yuan Li, instantly tightening his body completely, and the armor of defense was also urged by him to the maximum.

Carrying the attack of the spell, the dialect in the light of the fire had already flown in front of several immortal people, only to hear a few "bang" after a few sounds, but these tall immortal people in front of him were defeated by him one after another, it was not the enemy of the dialect at all, even he himself was a little surprised by the power of the alchemy technique, how could it have reached such a point after not using it for a long time.

In fact, this is not only due to the rapid growth of his cultivation, but also the improvement of his physical body, as well as the subtle power of the earth's spiritual milk. Coupled with the technique of the Deceptive Demon Body, although the progress of the Pure Yang Gong is not obvious, the physical body has reached a considerable level after several smelting.

Even the attacks that fell on his body in this way made him a little difficult to parry, and the defenses under several talismans were broken one by one almost instantly, but fortunately, he had already put on a few armor of good quality, which was able to block most of the attacks and rushed out. Enduring the scorching pain on his body, Fang Yan flew forward rapidly, and under the blockade of several immortal people in front of him, his body twisted strangely and forcibly avoided it, and then threw himself into the water.

The spirit weapon flying sword still stayed in mid-air, but Fang Yan's figure quickly sank downward, and at the moment when he dodged the attack of the immortals, he actually flew over the water without the help of any artifact. This kind of method of flying like a real person in Jindan against the wind made the other party not expect that when several immortal people swooped down on the floating island, the dialect had already flown seven or eight zhang away against the sea. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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