"kill!"

The sky was filled with light and the blood mist dyed the sky red.

The race battle was extremely fierce.

A golden elixir monk held a magic weapon and rushed straight into the Rakshasa camp. His true energy vented and killed several Rakshasa of the same level in succession. However, the next moment, four or five Rakshasa in the Golden Pill stage rushed forward and the monk did not even scream and was torn to pieces.

Rakshasa kills bloodthirsty, and the more you fight, the stronger the cultivators, composed of the three super sects of Qimingxing, have begun to retreat step by step.

"There are too many Rakshasa, and it is difficult to kill us. If this continues, our side will be defeated. You should quickly notify the elders of each sect to send several great monks above the Nascent Soul stage to support us. We can't hold on for long." A monk in the bloody battle roared.

"It's useless. All the elders' sects were dragged down by those more powerful Rakshasa. Moreover, a strong man who suppressed here 100,000 years ago seemed to break the seal and now he was thinking about slaughtering all our Qingmu Sect. Even the Supreme Elders of the Sect were alarmed. Now he is entangled with them and cannot separate his hands." A Nascent Soul Stage Palace Master of Aolong Peak of Qingmu Sect said helplessly.

"Damn it, if we follow this situation, we will retreat after about one stick of incense. At that time, we can only retreat to the sect and rely on the mountain guard formation."

"No, we cannot retreat. If we retreat to the Rakshasa, we will leave the Nine Nether Yin Vein and then the entire immortal cultivation world will cause bloody storms. Do you want the ancient race to reappear in the immortal cultivation world?"

"What does life or death in the world of immortal cultivation have to do with us? I can't even save my life and still take care of this." A monk said sarcastically.

At this moment, the monks seemed to be shaking their morale.

The morale of the army is devastated and the situation is highlighted!

"Ah!" A screamed in silence. A Nascent Soul-stage cultivator was broken by dozens of Golden Pill-stage Rakshasa to defend and tore his body to pieces, and his life and death were immediately eliminated.

"Retreat! Everyone, retreat quickly. The Rakshasa in the Golden Pill Stage is much stronger than our monks, and we can't beat it." A monk finally collapsed and flew out desperately.

There is first and second, and immediately a large number of monks began to retreat rapidly.

The Rakshasa chased after him overwhelmed, and countless Rakshasa wings flapped even with a strong wind shaking from the ground.

The monks who can participate in the battle here have at least the cultivation level of the Rakshasa period.

"The monks were defeated? No, it was not that they were defeated but that they were timid. How could they win if they were already timid?"

The blue waves under Ye Feng's feet slapped the shore and pushed himself forward.

"They can retreat but I can't. Tens of thousands of Rakshasa are in the nine levels and nine levels of the Golden Elixir stage. As long as I don't meet the Rakshasa in the Nascent Soul stage, they are lambs to be slaughtered to me, even if there are many, it will be useless." Ye Feng stood proudly, not afraid of the fierce Rakshasa.

"Why are you still standing here in the early stage of the Golden Pill? Why don't you retreat quickly? The Nascent Soul Cultivator will hate you when facing so many Rakshasa? What's the use of you alone?" A kind-hearted cultivator couldn't help but persuade him.

Ye Feng just nodded and smiled without saying anything.

"This kid is already scared to death and don't mind him." A late-stage monk in the Golden Pill stage sneered.

At this moment, Rakshasa is approaching—

"Here you come!"

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and a faint blue light appeared in his dark eyes.

"Gaga, kill all these human races. The early stage cultivator in front of him is mine. Don't snatch me."

In an instant, dozens of fast-flying Rakshasa rushed towards Ye Feng.

"Looking for death!" The thunder in the tongue blew up the sky.

A blue divine pattern on Ye Feng's arm flashed, and in an instant, a blue light curtain enveloped the sky, and a lake of water was filled with water.

"Crash!" A wave of weak water rolled down a ten-meter-high pounced down.

"boom!"

A hole seemed to have been broken in the sky, making a shocking sound.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Screams, continuous screams.

The huge waves hit the golden elixir in the early stage, and the Rakshasa in the middle stage of the golden elixir was immediately shot into flesh mud and did not even have the ability to resist. Their scarlet blood and a wisp of wronged soul were all integrated into the weak water, making the originally majestic huge wave even more powerful.

"The treasure-tempering and soul training technique is indeed useful. I use weak water as treasure, and Rakshasa as the soul to suck their souls into the weak water and let them breathe the heaven and earth energy for my weak water, so that my weak water can increase and faster. Moreover, I absorb the lake water of Xuanshui Black Lake. The weak water seems to contain mysterious power that corrodes the body. Generally, the body of Rakshasa in the Golden Elixir stage will be eroded when it touches my weak water, and the essence of flesh and blood will be integrated into it. It also increases the power of my weak water."

Ye Feng made a mysterious handprint, and the dead soul seemed to be summoned in the dark and scrambled into the weak water. However, he was immersed in the bottom of the lake and constantly sucked the vital energy to absorb the weak water.

"Kill, kill! Kill this kid,"

Although dozens of Rakshasa were killed by Ye Feng in a wave of waves shocked the surging Rakshasa, they did not let them retreat.

More than three thousand Rakshasa were rushed up from ten hundred thousand.

All are in the Golden Pill stage.

"Hahaha, it's a good thing. The Golden Pill stage Rakshasa is too weak for me. Look at me, I will kill you completely. The weak water condenses and transforms into the net of heaven and earth!"

A lake of weak water immediately changed apart and a huge blue net shrouded the world.

"fall!"

The huge net fell down with a bang, and the thin wire seemed to become a sharp blade. A Rakshasa wanted to break the net and it was cut into pieces of flesh and blood by weak water.

Objects condensed by weak water are all as hard as high-grade magic weapons, and the physical body of the middle-grade magic weapons of the Golden Elixir-stage Rakshasa is simply not enough to see.

"Traditional supernatural powers-gravity, gifted supernatural powers-speed, gifted supernatural powers-attacking souls, gifted supernatural powers-giant"

Three thousand and hundreds of Rakshasa use their respective natal supernatural powers at this moment.

At this moment, the world seemed to be trembling.

The power of these more than 3,000 Golden Elixir Stage Rakshasa teams are too great. Not to mention that even the Nascent Soul Stage is out of the body, even the higher-level cultivators must avoid it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The weak water, comparable to the top-grade magic weapon, seemed to turn into a rotten wood at this moment, collapsed in an instant, and countless blue water droplets scattered and floated in the air.

"Sure enough, if I had intercepted thousands of Rakshasa before, I would have been seeking death, but now there have been enough different weak waters, and you can't beat them." Ye Feng shouted loudly, "Listen to my order to gather!"

In an instant, the big net covering the sky took shape again.

At this moment, the Rakshasa people didn't have time to break it, and the weak water had already fallen.

Cutting, yes, it is another change of weak water, cutting the stars.

The weak water on the fine net began to flow rapidly and formed a powerful cutting force, just like a meat grinder.

At this moment, there were only miserable screams in the world.

The souls of nearly three thousand Rakshasa were all absorbed by weak water, and their proud bodies became fragile at this moment and melted into the blue lake in an instant.

"Kill in!"

Ye Feng killed so many Rakshasa with one move, and he rushed towards Rakshasa in the direction of Rakshasa by taking advantage of this moment.

"Haha, it's vulnerable, vulnerable. This is the so-called Rakshasa clan, one of the three thousand ancient races. It turns out that this is the strength that should be destroyed."

Ye Feng spread his arms and swept away like two waterfalls, and the Rakshasa along the way killed as quickly as possible.

"It's so fierce. This cultivator is so fierce. The strength of the early stage of the Golden Pill dares to rush around among the tens of thousands of Rakshasa and kill thousands of Rakshasa. Is this still a monk in the early stage of the Golden Pill that can do?" A monk was attracted by the movement. He was so shocked that he couldn't even say anything.

"I know this guy. He is Ye Feng from the Qingmu Sect. He just entered the mountain gate a year ago. A few months ago, he was in the sect because of a battle for treasures. There are not many people in the Qingmu Sect who don't know him." Li Chunfeng said calmly, but in fact his heart was also filled with storms.

"Did he enter Ye Feng from the mountain gate a year ago?"

Fairy Yunluo, Chu Liujiang, Bai Feng and other monks who had previously threatened Ye Feng to hand over the treasures were all pale. They are still thinking about the treasures on this kid. Now it seems that they should give up this idea as soon as possible.

"Oh my God, I have only been in the Golden Pill Stage for a year and can even go in and out of thousands of troops. How is this possible?" A disciple of the Tiandao Sect almost dared not accept this fact.

The speed of practicing to the Golden Pill stage in one year is definitely a monster.

"The innate body, this kid is definitely the legendary innate physique, otherwise it would be impossible for him to practice so quickly."

A Jindan disciple from the Yinhun Sect guessed.

"The innate physique is destined to become an immortal. Not one of the billions of people will appear."

At this moment, Ye Feng had no idea that his name had been introduced to the two super sects of Tiandao Sect and Yinhun Sect.

"It's time for the little guy to kill so many of my tribe members!"

Suddenly, a hoarse and low voice appeared behind Ye Feng.

"So fast!" Ye Feng's eyes suddenly opened wide.

Suddenly, a cold claw shone with scarlet light and grabbed Ye Feng's dantian Qihai.

"Clam!"

A sound of gold and iron collision sounded.

Ye Feng's body was covered with an ancient black armor, decorated with a few auspicious clouds.

"Medium-grade treasure, Cangyun armor!"

"Is this the magic weapon you monks call? Sure enough, there are some tricks, but you still have to die." The dim shadow behind him flashed suddenly, and directly ignored Cang Yunjia's defense and enveloped Ye Feng.
Chapter completed!