Outside the valley where nearly a thousand people of the Wu clan lived, the black clouds were roaring and approaching at this moment, and hundreds of winged bats could be seen in the dense interspers, all with hideous expressions, sharp teeth exposed, and fierce red glow exuding from their eyes, splitting the sky and the earth.

The appearance of this Bat Saint Clan is quite terrifying, not to mention the total blackness, its size is three times that of ordinary Wu Clan, it looks almost two feet, and its arms are thick, as if it has the power to tear apart life.

They had no clothes on their bodies, but were covered with countless fine feathers, which looked like long robes, and in their hands, almost every member of the Bat Saint Clan held a round blade, which was red in color, as if it was stained with blood.

The roar echoed, and under the bright moon in the sky, this group of people of the Bat Saint Clan approached the valley where the Wu Clan was located like fierce gods.

"How is Senior Tiemu?" On the terrace of that valley, there were some white-haired Nangong marks on his sideburns, looking at the coming Bat Saint Clan in the sky, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Ironwood's predecessor is still asleep...... There is no trace of waking up, his old man was too seriously injured last time, and we don't have enough medicine here, I'm afraid that even if he wakes up, his cultivation will fall widely. After a moment of silence, one of the more than ten people next to Nangong Zhen said in a low voice.

"What about the Black Cliff seniors?" Nangong Zhen sighed secretly and continued to ask.

"I sent someone to invite the Black Cliff senior, but for some reason, his old man suddenly closed his retreat, and he didn't see anyone, and he even closed his cave mansion ......"

While they were talking, the black clouds in the sky rolled and descended violently, and at the same time, a sharp roar with excitement echoed, but I saw that those members of the Bat Saint Clan rushed down seven or eight of them, heading straight for this valley from mid-air.

These seven or eight Bat Saint Clan people were extremely fast, and they were about to approach, and Nangong Zhen stood there staring at it with murderous intent in his eyes.

The more than ten people behind him were all like this, and a few of them had already clenched their fists, and their expressions showed viciousness. Not only them, but also the people of the Wu clan who were hidden in this valley at this moment, they were also watching this scene one by one, this scene was a nightmare in their dreams, but in their eyes, it was a cruel reality.

In an instant, the seven or eight people of the Bat Saint Clan were already less than twenty zhang away from the top of the valley, but just after their excited roar rushed out of the ten zhang again, a roar suddenly echoed, and I saw an illusory light curtain, which suddenly appeared outside this valley, and at this moment, this light curtain fluctuated violently, and on that light curtain, the bodies of the eight Bat Saint Clansmen who came came into contact with it.

But they didn't have the slightest damage, but their bodies were shocked and bounced up more than ten feet.

"The strategy of the Bat Saint Clan is the same as usual, it has not changed, it is all about luring our people out to fight them, so that they will be used as prey.

The strength of the flesh is comparable to the peak of the middle stage of the barbarian sacrificial bones, and it is a little stronger than the last time they came, and it is expected that the next time they come again, the strength of the physical body will be able to reach the level of the late stage of the barbarian sacrificial bones. Behind Nangong Zhen, there was a thin old woman among the more than ten people, her face was old, her eyes were bloodshot, and she spoke in a low voice.

"The Bat Saint Clan who came this time, the ordinary people of the Clan have improved a lot, so the strength of the Purple Line Clan among them should be able to reach a level equivalent to the late stage of the Barbarian Sacrifice Bone in advance. ”

When the old woman's words came out, the valley light curtain of the eight bat saint clans was flicked up, and a strong light was violently emitted, and these rays of light were staggered in mid-air, forming a large net, heading straight for the eight bat saint clans that were bounced, as if to envelop them all.

But at the moment when this light net was close to them, one of the eight Bat Saint Clans, raised his right hand and put it on his chest, and a complex and incomprehensible spell sound came out of his mouth, and with the echo of his spell, immediately behind this Bat Saint Clan, the void seemed to be torn apart, and a huge blood-colored bat rushed out.

The body of this blood-colored bat is several feet big, and after rushing out, it roared straight to this big net, and the moment it touched each other instantly, the blood-colored bat exploded violently, turning into hundreds of red rays, directly hitting this light net, the heavens and the earth roared, and the light net immediately collapsed, and the hundreds of red rays seemed to have life, swimming in these eight directions, looking like hundreds of red ghosts.

"The strength of the supernatural power has also increased a lot, compared to the last time, it is very obvious, at this moment, these ordinary Bat Saint clan people have a level comparable to the middle stage of Yang Wu......

This battle ...... If there is no accident, if the sacrifice is not sent, then as long as the guardian light curtain can be maintained, then our chance of winning will be sixty percent...... But the price will be the death of 300 or even 500 tribesmen whose lives are overdrawn by the light curtain. The old woman spoke in a low voice, and there was a sadness in her voice.

Nangong Zhen was silent, and everyone behind him was also silent at the moment.

In the sky, in the black and oppressive rolling clouds, more than a dozen figures roared out at this moment, and the eight previous clans went straight to this light curtain.

The roar echoed, and in the violent flickering of the light curtain, in the valley below, there was a hollowed-out position, and there was a huge formation of about 100 zhang on the ground, and on this formation, there were thirty people of the Wu clan sitting cross-legged at this moment.

These people of the Wu clan were thin and pale, and the power of the Wu clan in their bodies was continuously sucked away by this formation, becoming the source of the support for the operation of the formation outside.

This formation is not static, but constantly flickering, the frequency of its flickering is directly proportional to the degree of bombardment of the outside formation at the moment, as its flickering becomes more and more violent, the body of these more than thirty Wu clansmen trembling Some of them spurted blood, and when they were about to fall, people around them immediately stepped forward to help them down, and there were people sitting there again, maintaining the operation of the formation.

Those who were helped down did not hesitate to spit on the sidelines, striving to recover even a little more strength.

But there are still a few clansmen, before they have time to be helped down, in the continuous flickering and absorption of this formation, the whole body of the miserable laughter quickly dries, and finally turns into bones, and then becomes flying ash and dissipates, and all life and breath have become part of the maintenance formation.

In the sky outside the valley, with the passage of time, the number of Bat Saint Clans who bombarded this light curtain there had reached nearly a hundred, and these nearly 100 Bat Saint Clansmen were constantly bombarding in strange screams, making the light curtain make an unsupportable sound, as if it could collapse at any time.

"My lord, let's take action!!Sixteen clansmen have already been sucked dry and died in the maintenance formation!"

Nangong Zhen was silent, and he shook his head with a pale face.

The roaring sound continued to echo in all directions, and after a while, the people of the Bat Saint Clan who attacked the light curtain had reached more than one hundred and fifty people, and the roaring sound of these people made people's hearts shake after hearing it.

"Wait, we only have one chance, we can't waste it......" Nangong Zhen gritted his teeth and muttered.

"My lord, there are already forty-three clansmen who have died in the maintenance formation, and if we continue to wait, the number of deaths will multiply. ”

Nangong Zhen looked at the Bat Saint Clan's people who were approaching two hundred outside the light curtain at the moment, looked at the black cloud above, and gritted his teeth.

"Bow ready!" As his words came out, someone immediately quickly retreated, that is, in more than ten breaths, and immediately walked out of some caves in this valley, nine big men.

The nine big men, all of whom were war witches, stood on the terrace outside their respective caves, looking up at the sky, each holding a large black bow in their hands.

This bow is more than one person high, and it was held by these nine big men, and they used all of them to slowly pull it away, and at the moment when they pulled the bow apart, behind these nine people, there were three spirit mediums, three dementors, and three prescient witch clans came out.

The spirit medium whispered softly, and immediately a thick stream of dead qi condensed from the bottom of this valley, and went straight to the fierce bow drawn by the nine war witches, vaguely forming nine arrows!

The dementors opened their eyes, and bursts of strange power belonging to the dementors reverberated in this nothingness, as if their minds were condensed in this arrow, and they did not disperse for a long time.

The moment they closed their eyes, as if they were meditating, the eyes of the nine war witches immediately appeared white, as if they had lost their minds at this moment, and the white eyes looked empty.

"Open the Evil Bow!" Nangong Zhen let out a low roar, the moment his voice echoed in this valley, the nine white-eyed war witches roared, and after pulling the open Evil Bow a little bit apart, their shoulders and arms were torn, and they still insisted on pulling the Evil Bow completely apart in the blood, and then let go violently.

The buzzing sound suddenly echoed in the valley, buzzing between the heavens and the earth, and at the same time, in this valley, if nine black dragons roared, they rushed out directly at an extremely fast speed, penetrating the guardian light curtain, and directly appeared outside the light curtain, among the nearly two hundred Bat Saint clansmen.

A terrible scream suddenly spread all around, and the nine arrows carried a madness, with an indomitable impact, directly at the moment when they penetrated the bodies of the nine Bat Saint Clansmen, the remaining strength did not disperse, and penetrated again!

The roar spread, and every Bat Saint Clansman who was pierced by this arrow would burst open, turning into flesh and blood.

The nine arrows, each of which harvested at least three lives, did not disappear when the remaining strength of the nine arrows dissipated, but exploded with a bang, and under their explosion, they turned into a dead air that enveloped the sky outside the light curtain.

"Take the death qi as the guide, release the power of the death qi once!" Nangong Zhen roared violently, and suddenly the valley trembled, and wisps of dead qi roared from the earth, condensing with the valley as the center, and the valley seemed to be blurred.

At the same time, with the spread of this dead qi on a large scale, after a few breaths, an explosion was formed, and with a bang, all the dead qi in this valley rushed out directly, like a huge pillar of air, straight into the sky and touched those Bat Saint Clansmen.