Chapter 42: The Great Riot
"Did you find it?"
In the depths of the dark night forest, a terrifying being, sitting on the throne, with a terrifying breath, a sturdy body, brown hair like steel nails, a touch of red between the eyebrows, a scar on the chest that could not fully heal, it spat out, and there was bright red hot blood flowing above the fangs, rubbing and gurgling.
Under the throne, the five spirit beast generals trembled on both sides.
A tyrannosaurus beast will kneel in front of the throne, surrounded by blood and a fishy smell, it looks panicked, its body is cold, its head is so low that it is about to sink into the earth, and a deadly steel tail is now hanging straight to the ground, not daring to move a bit.
"Back to the king, no...... I didn't find it!" said the Tyrannosaurus Beast timidly, and bowed its head even lower.
"What did you say?" Hearing this, the terrifying beings on the throne had their eyes blazing and bloodshot all over them, and they were about to erupt into flames, and the aura of murder rose to the sky, making the surroundings a murderous place.
"No ......"
Sizzle
Before the Tyrannosaurus Beast General could say more, the terrifying existence on the throne thundered out, grabbed the head of the Tyrannosaurus Beast General, tore off its neck, separated the corpse, and blood gushed out at the severed head, and the existence on the throne let the hot blood spurt on the hair, it was furious, bathed in red and smelly blood, which was terrifying.
It put the head of the Tyrannosaurus in its mouth, clattered and chewed it, swallowed it into its stomach, and the blood spurted out, dripping blood from the hair, and the listener trembled to the extreme.
This is already the seventh beast general killed by the king, without exception, all of them are under a blow, the corpse separates, and the head is devoured.
After devouring the head of the Tyrannosaurus General, the king threw a punch at the corpse of the Tyrannosaurus General, blasting it into dust and flying in a cloud, and the blood mist stained the earth red again.
"Find ...... again"
......
Qiang ......
Fighting, Hu Yunmen and the monks launched a fierce battle in the endless beast tide, at this time, the blue auspicious cloud robes on their bodies have been dyed red, blood is all over the place, and they are no longer calm before, and now they are both angry and unwilling, angry spirit beasts rioting, unwilling to fall here.
"What's going on, I feel that the spirit beast riot in the dark night forest is getting bigger and bigger......"
"That's right, the spirit beasts that are surging out are getting stronger and stronger......"
"There are already spirit beasts at the peak of the imperial qi that have appeared, and if it goes on like this, the spirit beasts of the Ning Dan realm will also come out to participate in this riot......
Hu Yunmen and the monks all regretted that they had inflated their psychology and took the initiative to invite Ying to enter the ancient battlefield to find out, half an hour ago, the spirit beast riot was still within the scope of what they could deal with calmly, but for some reason, the spirit beast riot suddenly became difficult to deal with, more and more, stronger and stronger spirit beasts continued to pour out, as many as stars, inexhaustible to kill, inexhaustible.
There are only eight of the twenty people left in the group now, in addition to the three Ning Dan, there are also five Imperial Qi Nine Heavens, and the others who are slightly weaker have been trampled into flesh or buried in the belly of the spirit beast.
"Have you found out about the sword cultivation?" In the chaos, Hu Long roared, such a riot, even a powerhouse in the Ning Dan realm like Hu Long felt a little powerless.
"I can't detect it, there are too many spirit beasts that interfere too much with detection. "The nun who was in charge of carrying out the divine sense exploration had stopped the exploration at this time and was fighting against the riotous beast tide.
"Damn!" Hu Long crushed the spirit beasts that were fighting against him with a fork, they were now close to the core of the Dark Night Forest, but they couldn't find Bai Ming, and they sacrificed twelve people, which couldn't help but make Hu Long angry.
"Retreat ......" In the face of endless spirit beasts, Hu Long could only retreat even if he was unwilling.
When Hu Yunmen and the others were fighting with the riotous spirit beasts, they collected a lot of spirit beasts behind them, and they picked high-level spirit beasts, and it was also a lot of income to exchange them for spirit stones from the outside world.
Born in the Great Wilderness since he was a child, not to mention the beast tide is commonplace, but also familiar with the abnormality, hiding the breath under the beast tide Mingzhe to protect himself is simply easy for Shen Tuoyu, as long as he doesn't make a move, and doesn't show murderous aura, the spirit beast will not find him, and with the people of Hu Yunmen in front, no spirit beast will notice him.
It's time to withdraw, Hu Yunmen and the others began to retreat, Shen Tuoyu thought when he saw this, and quickly broke away from Hu Yunmen and the others, after a fierce battle, Hu Yunmen and the others had already attracted the attention of countless spirit beasts at this time, and it was inevitable that they would be discovered if they followed them, if that was the case, it was very difficult to say whether Shen Tuoyu's cultivation could escape.
Just take advantage of the Hu Yunmen group to attract firepower, and then dig deeper, Hu Yunmen and the others only cared about the battle and failed to see the movement not far ahead, Shen Tuoyu, who had a shield, hid on the big tree but could see it clearly, the sword cultivation Bai Ming they were looking for was in front of them.
Bai Ming's cultivation is only the imperial qi, at this time it must be in a desperate situation, Shen Tuoyu is in trouble, he himself is only in the realm of imperial qi, if he goes to rescue Bai Ming, he is not sure that he will succeed, maybe he will have to put himself in.
Shen Tuoyu beat the drum in his heart, there is still a glimmer of life when he retreats, if he saves Bai Ming, it is a real self-throwing net, and he is sent to the net of heaven and earth.
To save or not to save, that's the question.
"it, I guess I won't be able to live if I retreat, and I have a companion when I die. Shen Tuoyu suddenly felt a chord.
Thunder Leopard Technique, Four Flashes!
No longer hiding, he directly released his spiritual power, and with a single force, he swept out and quickly moved towards where Bai Ming was, like a spirit leopard accompanied by lightning, leaving every spirit beast that found him far behind.
On the one hand, Shen Tuoyu rushed towards Bai Ming.
On the one hand, Bai Ming had been in a bitter battle for a long time at this time, and he had little spiritual power left in his body, so he was about to exhaust himself.
All the spirit beasts hoped that he could hand over the treasure chest, but the treasure chest was his chance, and he couldn't hand it over no matter what, even if he died in battle, he wouldn't give in.
His clothes were ragged, his white clothes were dyed red, his long hair was messy, his body was wounded, the sword in his hand was broken, and the swordsman was trembling, but he was still unyielding, and he could only fight, die, or fight to fight his way out.
He gasped, he was close to the limit, he still gritted his teeth and insisted, the cold light that burst out in his eyes and bleed to the end, the mutilated spirit sword flowed with blood, and now it was full of gaps, this is the proof of its achievements, the medal that accompanied the master to fight, only broken, not abandoned the sword dust.
Bai Ming's cultivation is not very strong in today's riots, although after getting the treasure chest, his cultivation has skyrocketed by two realms, but it is only the Four Heavens of Imperial Qi, even if he has the fate of heaven and his combat power is amazing, it is still difficult to compete in front of countless rioting Imperial Qi peak spirit beasts.
The corpses of the spirit beasts around Bai Ming were all over the place, all of them were killed by him alone, among them there were many spirit beasts at the peak of the imperial qi, he withdrew from the depths of the dark night jungle, this way, the killed spirit beasts could be piled up into a mountain, if he could escape, the absorption of this fight would definitely allow him to cultivate and enter the realm again.
At this time, Bai Ming was hopeless, he burst out all the remaining spiritual power in his body, since there was a dead end, then pull a few more cushions.
Bai Ming gathered the little spiritual power he had left on the spirit sword, and he wanted to perform the final blow, after this blow of spiritual skill was cast, he would completely exhaust the spiritual power in his body, and at the same time he would accept death.
His middle index finger slashed across the blade of the sword, and a sharp sword-like momentum erupted, slashing at everything.
"Sword slaughters a thousand miles ......"