There were not many of them, only more than a hundred heads, but their appearance was in decline, and the second-order demon clan, who was already panicked, reorganized the team and rushed over with overwhelming momentum.

Although the Great Surrender of the Protector Sect has not been broken, all the spiritual power is concentrated in Qingluan, and this divine bird is entangled by the eldest princess of the Desert Wolf Clan, and it can no longer be distracted to resist the other demon clans.

Although the number of opponents has decreased a lot, there are still twenty or thirty thousand, which is dense and makes people shudder.

Song Qingbai stretched out his tongue, licked the corners of his chapped mouth, and commanded a few words to the teachers and nephews beside him, and immediately several disciples in red clothes rose up, took out a bright red order flag from the storage bag, and hit a few magic tricks. Recited an ancient and complex mantra......

At the same time, the other defense lines of the Lost Sect, the monks are also doing the same thing, this is not a separate fighting method, cooperate with each other, and the strength can be far superior to the simple superposition, with the help of the usually refined array flags, before these demons rush in, they will have to give them the last wave of head-on blows.

Soon all kinds of spells took shape in the hands of the monks, including fireballs, pillars of light, hurricanes, and even conjured spirit beasts, to name a few, which is difficult to describe in words.

However, the demon beasts are not idiots, when they attacked the Protector Formation just now, they suffered a lot, and naturally they will not be stupidly beaten at this moment.

With a low roar, all the demon beasts raised their heads at the same time and opened their mouths......

The gray-white demon fire, the arm-thick pillar of light, and the colorful poisonous mist all erupted miserably.

At the same time, the secret techniques of the monk's camp had also moved, and the two sides began to bombard.

Individually, the power of these spells may not be nothing, but when thousands of them are superimposed, even the great cultivators of the late stage of the True Monarch will never dare to underestimate them.

The whole sky suddenly became gloomy, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of dense points of light, and Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was hiding on the side, couldn't help but change his face greatly, and quietly went backwards, and escaped several miles away.

Soon the attacks of the two sides began to contact in the middle position, and the dense sound like fried beans came to the ears, and it was a bit like thousands of war horses galloping at the same time, of course, the sound was expanded several times, and it was deafening to hear.

There are whirlwinds of spiritual power that have been torn out one after another, and this kind of Cheng Xu, Yuwen Zhouyuan, who has already advanced to the success of the True Monarch, naturally does not pay attention to it.

The eldest princess of the desert wolf no longer had the intention of entanglement with Qingluan, and even did not hesitate to spend a lot of mana to perform the technique of transmitting sound for thousands of miles, her lips moved slightly, and she turned around and said something.

Then his body turned, leaving Qingluan aside, and flew towards the defense line of the Lost Sect.

The incident happened suddenly, and both humans and demons were stunned.

However, the Desert Wolf King, who got the transmission of his daughter, showed a look of great joy, turned around, and coldly passed the order.

Attack now?

The demon beasts of the True Monarch Period were extremely stunned, but no one dared to question it, and they rose into the air, sacrificing their respective treasures and killing them as if they were in front.

"Father, but there is news of the elf doll?" It was the young master of the desert wolf who spoke.

"Yes, your sister just spread the word that she smelled the breath of an elf doll from a certain monk's body, and the elf doll is in the other party's hands nine times out of ten," said the Desert Wolf King.

"I see!" The young master of the desert wolf nodded, and then his face showed a little worry: "Sister chases alone, can you do it, do you want us to be helpers?"

The Desert Wolf King said: "Hmph, you underestimate Lan'er too much, she has refined the inheritance treasure of her own clan, in terms of strength, she is not much inferior to those masters of the True Self Stage who retreat in the clan, and the other party is not a great cultivator, and she will never escape from her palm, we just need to keep an eye on the other old monsters of the Lost Sect, and don't let them interfere with your sister from the side!"

Before the Desert Wolf King's words fell, he turned into a white light and flew towards Qingluan in the distance.

After a struggle with Hui Lan, this divine bird's soul power has been consumed a lot, but it is still extraordinary, and the Desert Wolf King knows that it is not easy for others to deal with except himself.

I didn't see any special movements from him, he just clenched his hands into fists and struck them forward lightly, and suddenly a big white hand floated out of thin air.

It is about seven or eight zhang long, and it is as white as 10,000 years of ice.

After this hand came out of the view, he also clenched his fists with five fingers and slammed towards Qingluan.

Feeling the terrible coercion, Qingluan didn't dare to slack off, and with a room of wings, he released a bright red pillar of fire, about a foot thick, twisted into a fire snake, and spit out, towards the fist.

"Boom!" There was a bang, and the fiery snake looked hideous, but it was easily hit all over by its fist, and then vanished.

Qingluan was startled, with a long roar, the red light was dazzling, and a layer of bright red shield floated around its body, and the fist was castrated, but it hit it hard.

It was like a stone being cast on the surface of the lake, rippling round after round, but fortunately, the shield finally blocked the fist, but the corner of the Desert Wolf King's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm.

The figure shook, and the Desert Wolf King disappeared from the spot strangely.

This is a land shrinking technique, which can only be learned by true king-stage monks, but if you want to master it, you must advance to the later stage.

The Desert Wolf King shook a few times, and then came to the body of Qingluan's shield, and stretched out his hand, his fingers were slender and white, and it didn't seem to have any attack power, but in fact, it was extremely dangerous.

With a slight wave, countless white claw shadows floated, mixed with the sound of "snorting" and tearing towards the shield in front.

Qingluan was caught off guard, and there was fear in his eyes, after all, it was not really the handsome of the birds, but the spirit bird that the Qingluan fairy used secret techniques to split the soul of the first floor and refine it.

As if the sound of the brocade being torn apart came, the shield disintegrated, and then came the mournful cry of the bird, and half of its wings were torn at the same time.

Qingluan was hit hard, and the white-bearded old man also spurted out a mouthful of blood, in order to wield the power of the "Qingluan Xuantian Array", the two have achieved the unity of mind and spirit, although the degree of tacit understanding is not as good as the natal treasure of his penance for hundreds of years, but this array is destroyed, and he will also be injured.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" the voice of the woman in the palace costume came into her ears, and the rest of the old monsters in the infancy stage all showed concern.

The white-bearded old man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's okay, don't worry, this little injury can't kill anyone." Junior brothers and sisters, you don't have to care about the old man, the other party's True Monarch Stage Demon Beast has already been dispatched, you should also go to support, otherwise the second and third generations of disciples will not be able to stand up to those old monsters, once the defense line fails, the foundation of this sect will be dangerous!"

"Yes, respect the law!" The twenty or so old monsters also showed solemn expressions, each showing their magical powers, and was ready to join the battle group.

The woman in the palace costume was about to turn into a shocking rainbow, and the voice of the white-bearded old man came into her ears: "Senior sister, wait a minute!"

"What do you have to say, Senior Brother?" The woman retracted her lotus feet, and opened her mouth in a little surprise, although she had never been at odds with this old man, but at this moment, all grievances had already been put down, and the sect was important, as an old monster in the infancy stage, this realization was naturally not a problem.

The white-bearded old man said: "Senior sister, the Desert Wolf King has already made a move, that guy is a big demon beast in the late stage of the true king, and Qingluan, who is driven by his brother, can only trap him for a quarter of an hour at most, once the great array of the Protector faction is broken, none of us are his opponents......"

The palace dress woman frowned slightly: "Why did Senior Brother suddenly say this to Little Sister? Could it be that you want me to wake up the Great Elder?"

"That's right, now the only sect that can defeat the Desert Wolf King is the Great Elder. I know he's not yet secure. But now the burning eyebrows can't care about so much, and not everyone can enter the cold land, so you can only go on this trip. The white-bearded old man said with a wry smile.

When the palace woman heard this, her face showed a hint of hesitation, and she finally nodded: "Okay, then the little sister will go and wake up the Great Elder!"

"There is labor," the white-bearded old man said happily.

"You take care of yourself, too. After the woman finished speaking, she turned into a frightened rainbow and flew towards the back mountain in the opposite direction.

In the entire Qianzhang Rock, only the white-bearded old man was left, he wiped the corners of his mouth, his expression became very solemn, no matter what, he had to hold on, this door must not be destroyed in this catastrophe.

The sky was blood-red, and tens of thousands of monks and demon clans were fighting to the death, even if they were hundreds of miles away, they seemed to be able to smell the smell of blood in the air.

At the foot of an unnamed hill, about a thousand miles southeast of here, two white-robed monks stood side by side on a large rock.

And behind them, there is also a large number of immortal cultivators, roughly estimated, there are at least two or three thousand giants, and the lowest cultivation is also the True Yuan Period, which also includes four or five hundred True Master Stage cultivators, more than 20 True Master Stage monks, and two white-robed monks are extraordinary, although they have put away the spiritual pressure, but judging from the breath fluctuations on their bodies, they are actually two True Monarch Stage old monsters.

I don't know what so many immortal cultivators are gathered here for.

After another cup of tea, a shocking rainbow flew back from the sky, and the light converged, revealing an old man in a blue shirt, who knelt down on his knees: "See the two uncles!"

"No need to be polite, Master Yun, can I find out the exact news when I go out this time?" The one who spoke was the white-robed monk on the right, who was wearing a tall hat and dressed in a strange way.

"Yes, Uncle Shi, my nephew has already figured things out, the Desert Wolf Clan has indeed surrounded the General Altar of the Lost Sect, but the situation is much more serious than what Yu said before, the other party has already begun to attack, there are tens of thousands of low-level demon beasts alone, there are nearly a hundred in the True Master Period, and there are more than twenty old monsters in the True Monarch Period, and the Desert Wolf King has personally taken action, and the 'Qingluan Xuantian Array' has been broken!"

"Oh, so to speak, this time the demon beast poured out of the nest, it is really different from the previous situation, we don't necessarily have to wade into this troubled water!" the white-robed man in the hat said slowly with his hand on his forehead.

"What, Senior Brother, you said that you ignored it, but the other party has already sent Yu Daoyou to ask you and me for help in person, so it's not good!" The other white-robed monk looked to be only in his forties, and he had big ears, but he shook his head and didn't agree with the senior brother's idea.

"Oh, what's wrong with you?" asked the white-robed friar.