Bai Candong looked around solemnly. He also found no trace of the enemy. There was no hiding place within a thousand meters. If the enemy killed an eighth-grade scribe from a thousand meters away, then the opponent
At least he was a real-life strong man, something they couldn't match.
Everyone's eyes were searching for traces of the enemy. Fu Qiuye and Mo Daoming also used some methods, but no trace of the enemy was found at all. Everyone's faces were ugly, and cold sweat could not help but break out.
A companion was killed without even seeing the enemy's shadow. Such a powerful enemy is naturally frightening.
Everyone watched motionless for a long time, but they didn't find even a clue. In fact, there was no need to look at it. There was nothing within a kilometer radius. There was a half-mountain mountain suspended in mid-air a kilometer away. If there was really an enemy.
, that’s where the enemy is most likely to hide.
"Let's go." Fu Qiuye pointed in the opposite direction of Broken Peak. If the enemy is really hiding there and can kill people there, then they are definitely no match and running away is the best option.
Everyone nodded and ordered their mounts to fly at full speed in the opposite direction of Broken Peak, hoping to escape the enemy's pursuit.
Fu Qiuye and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the broken peak gradually disappearing from the field of vision, but no one was chasing after it.
"It seems that the other party has given up. It should not be a real-life enemy..." Before Fu Qiuye finished speaking, he heard a scream.
The body of an eighth-grade scribe brought by Yang Yuling was intercepted and cut off. The blood dyed the green and black feathers of the Qinghai Eagle blood red. It lost the control of the owner. The Qinghai Eagle rushed into the distance with a strange cry and disappeared quickly.
In a group of rocks not far away.
Everyone's faces turned extremely ugly. In unison, everyone drove their mounts to escape at full speed. However, not far away, another scream was heard, and another companion was cut off half of his body. From Qinghai Eagle's back
Fall down.
But Fu Qiuye and the others still didn't even see the enemy's shadow, and fear spread in everyone's hearts.
"Damn it, it must be the Demon General, he wants to kill us." Mo Daoming cursed.
"Now is not the time to talk. Let's go separately. Maybe there is still a chance of survival." Fu Qiuye said in a solemn voice.
"Why is there still a demon general here? It's really terrible. It seems that this is the only way to do it. Whoever dies and who lives can only accept their destiny." Long Xiuwen swallowed, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.
Everyone was about to split up and escape, but Bai Cangdong suddenly said: "Don't leave separately. If you leave separately, you will only die more miserably."
"Why don't you leave separately and stay here waiting to be played to death by that demon general one by one?" Mo Daoming glared at Bai Candong fiercely.
"Maybe that is not a demon general. If it is a demon general, why would he hide his head and tail like this? Wouldn't it be easier to just come out and kill us?" Bai Candong looked around: "It's possible that what we met was just a demon soldier.
, it’s just that he has some kind of power that we don’t know about, and he still has some scruples when we get together. If we separate, maybe he will be more unscrupulous and show up directly to kill us one by one.”
"What nonsense are you talking about? There is nothing within five hundred meters here. Do you think the magic soldiers are capable of killing our companions in the rocks five hundred meters away?" Mo Daoming said excitedly:
"Stop talking nonsense. Our only way to survive now is to escape separately. If the demon general loses his patience and shows up directly to kill us, we will all die."
"If you want to leave, you can go, I want to stay here." Bai Cangdong waved to Ziyi: "Put away your Qinghai Eagle and get on the back of the white tiger."
Ziyi didn't say anything, jumped on the back of the white tiger, put away the Qinghai Eagle, stood behind Bai Candong, and guarded a direction with Bai Candong each.
"Those who are willing to stay, come here first." Bai Cangdong said to Fu Qiuye and others again.
"If you believe him, you are dead. Let's leave quickly. We are waiting to die here." Mo Daoming pulled Yang Yuling: "Yuling, come with me and ignore him. If you stay here, you are waiting to die."
"
However, Yang Yuling broke away from Mo Daoming's hand, hesitated and jumped on Bai Hu's back, and took back his mount: "I'd better stay here. Bai Zhiyuan has more wisdom and experience than us, so he stays."
There should be a reason for it."
"What Bai Zhiyuan said makes sense. If there is a demon general, we can't escape even if we separate." Long Xiuwen also put away his mount and fled on the back of the white tiger.
"In that case, let's all stay together." Fu Qiuye also put away his mount and jumped on the back of the white tiger.
"Are you listening to his nonsense? Do you want to be killed for no reason like the three brothers just now? I would rather take a chance than wait for death here. I am willing to come with me."
Mo Daoming gritted his teeth and made his mount fly in the direction it came from.
The remaining people hesitated for a moment, and most of them followed Mo Daoming and left. Only the two ninth-grade scribes who followed Fu Qiuye chose to stay.
"What should we do now?" Long Xiuwen looked around, always feeling as if something was staring at him, and felt nervous.
"Everyone, don't move yet. Let's form a circle, each guarding a direction, and stay here for the time being." Bai Cangdong looked at the few people leaving.
Suddenly, a scream was heard, and a man who escaped screamed and fell from the back of the Qinghai Eagle. It looked like his body was cut off and it was impossible to survive.
The remaining people were even more frightened and tried desperately to escape, but they only heard screams one after another, and soon everything fell silent.
"One, two, three, four, five... no one is alive... they are all dead... Mo Daoming, they are all dead..." Long Xiuwen counted the screams, and cold sweat dripped down involuntarily.
Fu Qiuye and others were also pale. They hadn't even seen the enemy yet, and most of the people who came with them had been killed. At this time, they felt like they were trapped in a poisonous snake pond, as if there would be someone in the darkness in all directions at any time.
Poisonous snakes sprang out and bit them to death.
When everyone was extremely nervous, they suddenly heard a scream from the white tiger and jumped up violently. A foot-long wound appeared under the white tiger's abdomen, and blood gushed out like spring water.
Everyone was shocked and summoned their mounts one after another, trying to escape in fear.
"Don't move." Bai Candong shouted coldly, causing everyone to stop temporarily. They all looked at Bai Candong in horror who had taken the white tiger back and was sitting on a Qinghai Eagle with Ziyi.