"Kill ......"

Shouts of killing rose to the sky. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The weapon was waved into the wind, and the cold light overflowed.

The falling rocks rained down like rain, but they were immediately shattered, kicking up the sky full of dust.

Bang Bang Bang!

Thick green vines spread out, whipping wildly like tentacles.

Yellow sand into soldiers, spear in hand, harnessing the wind, swooping down.

The ground is drawn as a prison, and the mountain wall rises one after another stone pillars and stone walls are crushed heavily.

......

The brilliance of the spells above the mountain flickered and collided, rumbling like thunder.

Truly!

There was a terrible ghost cry and demon roar, the face was as ugly as a demon, the eyes were red and bloody, and many mandrills gathered from all directions, full of killing intent and greed.

The straight eyes seemed to be looking at the prey in hand.

Lou Xi and the others formed a circular formation and strictly guarded it.

As soon as the two groups collided together, a shocking battle was immediately set off.

Countless spells were used from the hands of Lou Xi and the others, and the light was overflowing, and the power was amazing, and the mountains and rocks collapsed.

The huge mandrills roared angrily, and they were beaten back again and again, their skin and flesh rotten.

Zhao Wuming was wearing armor, holding Fang Tian's halberd in his hand and leading his subordinates to fight head-on, brave and incomparable, and his fingers were even dripping blood, using the blood of the soldiers to point troops on the battlefield and expand their combat power.

These mandrills are some non-gods and ghosts, demigods and half-ghosts, terrifying, they must not be careless, once they shoot, it is a fatal killing move!

Ye Xuan was also standing in the crowd, the light of the True Yuan faintly flashing in his hand, but he didn't make a move immediately.

His cultivation is low, but he is only the realm of the first trick of the Xuanmen Realm, and the power of the spell is not great. On the contrary, his refining body has reached a certain level, and the immortal golden body has been cultivated to the point where the copper body is the second heavy copper flesh, if it is not limited by his own cultivation, he can continue to break through.

Copper skin and copper meat!

The current Ye Xuan's power is infinite, his body is like a diamond, the sword is difficult to hurt, and the cultivation of refining the body is above the cultivation of qi.

Therefore, his greatest combat power now is not the power of mysterious spells, but a strong frontal fight.

True Element is Limited!

In such a dangerous moment, there can be no waste.

Compared to Yan Fa, Sang Tong and others who specialize in practicing qi spells, the power of his spells is useless.

Only by fighting head-on with his own strong Vajra body, supplemented by spells, is the best way.

Ye Xuan clenched the dark long sword tightly in both hands, his eyes were shining, and he stared at the hideous and terrifying faces of those mandrill demons without fear, and he was already ready.

Bang bang bang!

Explosions rang out.

Before those mandrills could get close, they were hit by Dao Dao spells and turned over on their backs, letting out a terrible roar.

Their eyes were bloodshot, and their sharp claws grabbed boulders and threw them at them, eager to smash the damned humans to pieces.

Another group of mandrills, however, approached silently under the cover of the mist.

Ye Xuan's eyes were full of light, carefully observing the slightest movement on the battlefield, and when he saw a group of black shadows approaching quickly, he immediately reminded in a deep voice.

"Be careful!"

Yao Lao, Yan Fa and others, who were casting spells to attack from afar, woke up and hurriedly retreated to the battle circle of Zhao Wuming and others.

And the next moment, those mandrills jumped out of the mist, their claws like knives, and the cold light was so cold that they almost tore them to pieces.

"It's dangerous! It's a cunning mandrill!" Yao Lao wiped his cold sweat, his face full of fear. If it weren't for Ye Xuan's timely reminder, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But now is not the time to say thanks.

Mandrills are scheming, and they are approaching, and the situation is in crisis.

Flowing fire, stone pillars, vines...... Dao spells crisscrossed the air, forming a dense net in front of him.

Boom!

The sand soldiers were guarding beside him, and Zhao Wuming led his men to fight head-on with the mandrill, and the weapon collided with the mandrill's claws, making a crisp sound of metal impact.

Zhao Wuming and other soldiers are brave and fierce, and they are the best at hand-to-hand combat.

Green and smelly blood spurted out of the wound, and the mandrill suffered a heavy blow, and it was actually furious, and its hands slapped its chest, and it roared again and again, and one by one its sharp claws struck it, and it made a sound of breaking through the air.

Laugh at!

The sand soldiers were torn to pieces under their claws and turned into dust.

The mandrills looked like they were crazy, their faces twisted and hideous, and they were bloodthirsty and cruel, and they pounced on them regardless of it.

These demigods, half-ghosts monsters are fierce and powerful, tearing apart tigers and leopards, destroying mountains and rocks, cruel and inhumane.

When the blade hits them, it only leaves shallow wounds, and it can't really hurt them.

Zhao Wuming and the others suddenly increased their pressure and retreated again and again.

Yao Lao, Yan Fa and others saw that it was not good, and supported them from afar with spells.

"Copper chain vine!" Sang Tong pressed his hands on the ground, only to see a series of bronze vines break through the ground, whip over, crackling.

"Puppet drill!" Lou Xi's face turned pale, and he tried his best to manipulate ten fierce beast puppets to surround and kill him.

"Draw the ground as a prison!" Yan Fa erected a thick and sturdy stone wall to resist the onslaught of mandrill demons.

"Zhao Kemanhu, Wu Hook Frost and Snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles!" The song "Chivalrous Travel" blessed his body, Du Hao actually changed from a thin scholar to a swordsman who walked alone for thousands of miles, his body swept away, and he fought like the wind.

......

The giant mountain is evil, giving birth to a terrifying monster like the mandrill, and it actually formed a group, completely surrounding Lou Xi and the others.

Even if they tried their best, they couldn't break through.

The spells swept through the air, surging away, flying vertically and horizontally, intertwined into an impermeable web of heaven and earth.

But those mandrill ghosts roared endlessly, rushing over, trying to force their way through the spell's block.

Yao Lao, Yan Fa and others were panting, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Even if they were exhausted by their true essence, the spell was faintly in ruin under this continuous impact.

It's horrible!

Mandrills are demigods and half-ghost monsters, and they are not afraid of death, and they are even said to be impossible to die!

All of them looked frightened and their eyes swept away.

I saw that these mandrills were scorched black, their skin was open, and blood was flowing under the blow of spells and the slashing of their blades.

But as long as they stood on the mountain, there was a kind of dark yellow light flowing into their bodies from under their feet, and the injuries recovered rapidly.

"It's not good! when is this a head!" Zhao Wuming roared angrily.

"The mandrill is the evil ghost in the mountain, born from the essence of the evil mountain demon mountain, as long as it is in the mountain, there will be an endless supply of mountain aura, and the recovery power is amazing, it can be called an immortal and immortal existence!" Yao Lao said in a dumb voice, his face was as gloomy as ice, extremely ugly.

"Immortal and immortal? What should I do now? This mandrill is endless, it can't be killed, it can't be killed, and if it continues in such a stalemate, sooner or later it will be frightened by them!" Lou Xi had always been quiet and now panicked, just because these evil ghosts in the mountains were really terrifying to the extreme.

They are monsters born from the mountains, with infinite strength, and they have infinite physical strength when they stand on the earth, even if they are seriously injured, they can recover quickly, even if their spells are amazing, there is nothing they can do in the face of this immortal monster!

There was uncontrollable fear on everyone's face, and their hearts were uneasy, "Are we really going to sit back and wait?"

Ye Xuan's eyes were deep and full of solemnity.

"Yao Lao, we must find a way! Otherwise, our lives will not be saved!" Lou Xi's face turned pale, and he was very unwilling in his heart.

After a lot of hardships, I finally found the ancestral land of Loulan, but I was going to fail in this last step?

She, she will never allow this to happen!

"It's useless!" Yao Lao's face turned pale and smiled bitterly, "This mandrill and the mountain are one, unless we completely kill it in an instant, so that its shattered bones and soul are scattered, otherwise no matter how serious the injury is, it can quickly recover." And that's what we ......."

He shook his head and didn't continue.

Everyone's hearts became heavier and heavier, and they understood what Yao Lao meant.

The mandrill was originally a monster-like existence, its body was as hard as iron, and it was born with the blessing of the mountain aura, and none of the people present could have such a powerful means to completely destroy it.

The atmosphere became extremely dull for a while, and only the sound of rapid breathing and fighting could be heard on the scene.

His eyes swept away, and there were terrifying figures in all directions, and they roared fiercely.

The mandrills stretched out their foul-smelling tongues and licked their paws, salivating and eager to swallow these tender and fragrant human flesh into their stomachs at once, a delicacy they hadn't tasted in a long, long time!

was stared at by a pair of greedy and evil eyes, and the sense of crisis in everyone's hearts was victorious, and they fell into a bitter battle to the death.

Boom!

The blades and claws collided, and there were sparks colliding out.

The mandrills were fearless, fierce, and pounced fiercely.

Even if Zhao Wuming and other soldiers and warriors formed a war, they were impregnable, and they were crumbling under such a terrifying offensive.

"Ahh

A miserable scream.

An armored soldier at the back of the crowd finally couldn't take it anymore and was approached by a mandrill.

The monster's bloody mouth was so wide that it bit off its arm and armor, and it squeaked and chewed in its mouth, chewing to pieces, and its mouth was full of blood.

Seeing this, the mandrills that followed let out a roar of ecstasy, and instantly surrounded the fallen soldiers, leaving no bones left.

When these man-eating demons finally got their hands on them, they became more and more furious, and poured like a flood.

There was a gap in the battle array, and it suddenly collapsed.

"Not good!" there was a roar.

The mandrills had already poured into the crowd and slaughtered indiscriminately, and the scene was suddenly chaotic.

Sou!

The claws are fierce.

A hideous figure leapt into the air, letting out a shrill roar.

Ye Xuan looked up, only to see a mandrill actually coming towards him from high in the sky, looking at each other, he could clearly see the ecstasy, hunger and greed in the eyes of this monster.

There is no way back!

Then you don't have to go back!

Ye Xuan let out a deep sigh, and the skin on his body actually appeared bronze, like a bronze sculpture, emitting a dazzling divine light from the inside out.

He didn't retreat, but advanced, holding a black long sword in his hand and slashing over, and Zhenyuan poured into it.

The next moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Buzz ......"

The ancient sword seemed to be revived, and it let out a soft humming sound.

Ripples visible to the naked eye vibrated out of it, soft as water, but hidden with endless sharpness, swept unstoppably, as if to cut off everything, nothing in the world was enough to resist its edge.

Squeak squeak!

The mandrill let out a terrified scream, and its body stiffened in the air, and it was swept by the ripples, and suddenly collapsed into dust, and scattered to the ground.

"Huh, how is that possible?"