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After everything was processed, it was already early in the morning, and everyone dragged their tired bodies to lie around the campfire again.

Tuchen leaned against a big tree and looked up at the starry sky, thinking that he had just felt a little sleepy, and another roar came from afar, and at the same time the earth shook violently.

After what happened just now, everyone's nerves tensed, and when they heard the roar, they felt the vibration, and immediately jumped up from the ground and looked around vigilantly.

Ren Mowen covered his chest and lay beside him, feeling the tremor of the ground and muttered softly: "Could it be that the demons are all night owls, sleeping in the forest during the day, and all of them come out at night......"

Although everyone cheered up and reprepared to meet the enemy. But this time it seemed different, after the boom there was no more movement, and everything disappeared again, as if nothing had happened.

The Linghu who was squatting on the top of the tree frowned, staring at the depths of the Great Wilderness Mountain with a worried look on his face. He knew that the roar came from far away, and that such a large amount of energy would not be a natural phenomenon. The only possibility left is that another powerful monster will be born!

Tu Chen's expression was even more severe than that of the spirit crane, because he not only heard the previous roar, but also faintly heard the howl of the beast! The howl seemed to be far away, but it was extremely clear when it came into his ears, and it was so angry that people couldn't help but tremble when they heard it!

The howl kept ringing in his ears, and Tuchen rubbed his temples to wonder if he was too tired during the day, so he had auditory hallucinations. But no matter how much he relaxed, the howling didn't stop. The voice did not come to his ears from the outside world, but sounded directly in his head, and with a little concentration, he could still vaguely feel the existence of a behemoth!

An hour had passed, and everyone else had fallen asleep again, and Linghu sat cross-legged on a high place with his eyes closed. Tuchen was still distracted by the constant howl of beasts in his head, and he could feel that what he heard and what appeared in his mind was not an illusion, but a real existence, and it was in the depths of the great barren mountain behind him......

This feeling is like insomnia, Tuchen is extremely tired after a hard day, and I really want to close my eyes and quickly fall asleep, as long as I can rest, even if it is a nightmare.

But whenever he was about to fall asleep in a trance, that voice always sounded in his head, and after tossing and turning for a long time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, got up and jumped on an ancient tree, and simply followed the sound to concentrate on searching carefully.

Slowly, a scene appeared in his mind. The scene is also dark in the middle of the night, and more than a dozen figures are confronting a behemoth. In the darkness of the night, the thing was like a small mountain, staring at the figures around it with hideous faces, and the howls came from its mouth.

Suddenly, a figure appeared above the monster's head out of thin air, and slashed down with a golden blade seven or eight meters long with his bare hands. The speed of the sharp blade slashed extremely fast, whirring wind, but as soon as it touched the monster's stone-like body, it immediately split into countless pieces, and at the same time, a huge tail swept like a monstrous wave, slamming the figure in mid-air back to the ground.

The figure fell to the ground and stirred up a cloud of dust and mist, and before the dust and mist cleared, two figures, tall and short, rushed to the front, helping the figure and seemed to ask about him.

Seeing these two figures later, Tu Chen's heart was suddenly taken aback, because he was too familiar, judging from his body shape and posture, it was Mo Erha and the clever ghost! And the figure who was helped up by them was pale in the moonlight, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, it was Fu Yan, the master of the Exorcism Palace!

The huge monster did not calm down because of Fu Yan's injury, but became more irritable, waving its huge tail and sweeping around, and all the dense towering trees everywhere it went were leveled in an instant! Many figures who had not had time to escape were pressed under the trees, and their lives and deaths were uncertain!

Seeing this, Fu Yan struggled to stand up, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then pushed a fireball glowing with multicolored light into the air with one-handed luck......

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"Uncle Fu Yan is in trouble! Other disciples are in trouble!"

Tuchen suddenly broke free from the image he sensed in his mind, and couldn't help but cry out, he knew that it was not a dream, because everything that happened was too real!

Everyone was awakened by this shout, and they all got up and looked at Tuchen blankly, not knowing what was going on.

Linghu also jumped down from the tree, walked close and asked, "What are you talking about, Fu Yan is in trouble?"

Tuchen nodded vigorously: "It's not just Uncle Fu Yan, Mo Erha, smart ghosts, all of them are in danger!"

"Do you think you are an immortal prophet?" Ren Mowu snorted lightly: "That black bear has been tossing in the first half of the night, and you have to toss in the second half of the night, delaying everyone's rest......"

Before he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became brighter, and everyone subconsciously looked up, only to see that a fireball in the sky was rising rapidly, and after reaching a certain height, it burst open, dividing into five colored lights and spreading around. In the center of the color light, there is a faint word 'inflammation'......

"Five Spirit Mantra! It's not good, Senior Brother Fu Yan is in trouble!"

Linghu's face changed greatly when he saw the colorful light, and he stared at Tuchen and shouted, "How do you know!? How do you know that Fu Yan is in trouble!?"

Tuchen's mind was also confused, and he didn't know how to answer.

Linghu didn't have the heart to ask in detail, his hands quickly sealed on his chest, and suddenly a breath churned out from his palm, transforming into a golden bird spreading its wings and flying in the direction of Linggu.

Looking at the colorful light that had begun to dissipate overhead, Ren Mowen asked with difficulty, "...... we?" Do you want to wait for the other senior brothers to come over?"

"It's too late...... Linghu muttered, staring at everyone for a moment, as if he had made a very difficult decision: "Senior Brother Fu Yan must be in danger of his life, so he will release the Five Spirit Spells." This experience has been canceled for the time being, so you can set off immediately and return to the Spirit Valley as soon as possible!"

Without the Linghu, the remaining disciples stood in place with wide eyes, and no one moved.

I don't know who asked softly, "Are we going to help Uncle Linghu or obey the order to go back to Linggu?"

"Uncle Fu Yan and Uncle Linghu are of equal strength, what he can't beat, Uncle Linghu may not be able to deal with! We are disciples of Linggu, now that Uncle Ling is in trouble, how can we turn a blind eye! If you are willing to be a turtle with a shrunken head, you will obey the order, I will go to help!"

With a few words of encouragement, no one wanted to be a turtle with a shrunken head, and they all cheered up and disappeared into the night behind Ren Mowu. In the blink of an eye, only Tuchen was left by the bonfire, Ren Mowen and Mu Qingxin.

Mu Qingxin looked at Ren Mowen, turned around and wanted to follow, but was stopped by Tu Chen: "Many people have been injured this time, I must go over as a Linggu doctor, you take Ren Mowen back to Linggu first!"

Mu Qingxin was stunned, but also understood the truth, and nodded and walked to Ren Mowen's side.

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In Mojiazhuang, Mo Peng was sitting in the pavilion in the lake and meditating with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the ground trembled slightly, the lake rippled, and several frightened fish jumped out of the water, making a crackling sound.

He slowly opened his eyes, as if he had noticed something, and the afterimage flickered to the tip of the pavilion and quietly looked at the direction of the Great Barren Mountain.

For a moment, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he muttered to himself: "Orange Demon Spirit...... God help me! Liujiafu, Linjiazhai...... Hmph! get it, and there will only be the Mo family in the world in the future!!"