() A ray of ice condensed on the head of a young monk, ten feet away from him. The ice was completely translucent, as if it were nothing. The monk was focused on running for his life, not caring about the potential danger above his head. The ice pierced his head easily.
, pierced through the abdomen, the monk's body was as soft and waxy as tofu.
Ice crystals of different sizes appeared in the sky one after another, layer by layer, like the teeth of wild beasts. One hundred and fifty monks rushed towards the sky, and when they realized that this was actually a path of no return
By that time, it was already too late. Ice crystals fell from the sky like rain, landing on the heads of the monks who had not had time to use their magical weapons for defense.
Miserable howls kept coming, and half of the monks hurriedly sacrificed their defensive weapons. Ice crystals hit the shields of different shapes, and the number of casualties did not increase for the time being. The monks who survived, look at me, let me look at you
You, the number of people present has suddenly been reduced by half, with only fifty or sixty people left.
However, the ice crystals in the sky showed no signs of stopping. Instead, they became denser and denser. Many monks had cracks in their defensive instruments. These monks were defending while flying to the ground. Now there was only one way to go.
There were not many monks who hid in the woods before, but the mountains were high and the forests were dense. As soon as they landed, they were covered by the woods and lost their traces. When the monks who fled from the sky rushed into the dense forest, the scene of purgatory on earth made everyone
Personally shocked. Broken limbs and remains are displayed everywhere on the branches, in the grass, on the rocks. The situation here is even more tragic than in the sky. At that time, about fifty people sneaked into the dense forest, and all of them were killed in just one stick of incense.
, the strangest thing is that there was no sound at all.
The inner defenses of the remaining Tianlu Sect monks completely collapsed, and their human instincts took over. They cried crazily, threw away their flying magic weapons, stepped on the muddy ground with their legs, and walked towards the forest.
The boundary flew away. The color of the muddy water was dark red, and it was unknown how much blood was mixed in it. These people did not care that their bodies were cut by branches and stones, as if the muddy and difficult path in the forest had become a broad road.
Although the scene here showed that an extremely horrific killing had just occurred here, the ice in the sky was like rain, and the possibility of it rushing to high altitudes was almost zero. They could only run wildly among the trees.
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Chen Yunsheng stood quietly on the top of a big tree, watching everything that happened in the southwest of Taibai Peak. "Killing, this is just a killing." In front of Skynet, Tianlumen's attack was like child's play.
The evenly matched battle turned into a one-sided killing. Although there were no casualties, it was also a lot more boring. The undying compassion in Chen Yunsheng's heart once again troubled him, making him feel unbearable.
This feeling was not unique to him. Zhuge Jingyu tapped his fingers gently on the jade screen, watching the light spots disappear little by little, like fireflies when winter comes, unable to find warmth and can only disappear between heaven and earth.
"This battle is really boring, boring, and disgusting." Zhuge Jingyu cursed. After saying that, he gently pushed on the jade screen, and a red light swept across the southeast side of Taibai Peak, which happened to be the right wing of Tianlumen.
Three hundred light poles rushed toward the hinterland of Taibai Peak.
There is a Jindan monk on the Southeast Road called Ruan Qing. He is a monk who grew up as an apprentice in Tianlu Sect. He is very popular in Tianlu Sect and is also a person who Chu Li likes very much. He leads a right wing of 300 people.
Rushing like lightning, he rushed into the hinterland of Taibai Peak. The palaces on the mountain were clearly visible, and there were many monks going back and forth between the buildings. What surprised Ruan Qing was that these monks clearly saw him rushing past like a fierce spirit.
But there was no panic at all, everyone had calm expressions, and very few people even stopped to watch.
This calmness deeply hurt his self-esteem. Ruan Qing secretly vowed to rush to Taibai Peak and kill all these people to vent the bad breath in his heart. The flying sword under his feet became faster, drawing behind him.
A faint cloud appeared.
The three hundred monks behind him were all the elites of Tianlu Sect. Although they saw the defeat of the forward battalion and felt that the monks on the right were in a bad situation, they still rushed towards Taibai Peak without hesitation, like a moth throwing fire.
.Most of their loyalty is based on the sect, not Chu Li. These people joined Tianlu Sect at a very young age. Many have been in Taoism for decades, and their relatives at home have long passed away. For them, the sect is like
Just like family. Even if I die for the sect today, I won’t have too many complaints.
With such a mood, Ruan Qing flew into a transparent mask. Countless diamond-shaped patterns appeared on the mask, which healed in an instant, but the blood red was frozen in the air forever, like the one on a woman's face.
A touch of rouge. It was Ruan Qing's passionate blood. He never figured out what the mask was until his death. But his blood hung on the mask, signaling the danger to his companions behind him.
Because these monks flew very fast, the heavy rain disrupted their consciousness, and the defensive mask was too secretive, which resulted in this situation. A hundred monks collectively hit the transparent mask with their bodies.
.A layer of dense diamond-shaped patterns covered the mask, and then healed again, with more and more blood, and finally hung there quietly like a large red cloud.:)
The remaining monks awkwardly stopped the progress of the flying magic weapon. In front of the light mask, a hundred people lined up in a row and relentlessly released the magic weapon to chop at the light mask. However, this Bagua Diamond Technique
Chen Yunsheng spent countless efforts to set up the formation, adopting the leaders of each family. How could a mere hundred or ten low-level monks be able to cut through it?
There was a loud "boom", and the light shield cracked from the center, turning into fireflies. One hundred monks stood in front of the light shield blankly. This layer of defensive restrictions dissipated so abruptly that these people did not think that they were going to
This photomask is broken.
Just as some people showed excited smiles on their faces and were about to rush forward, a purple electric light suddenly pierced the belly of a monk, leaving a big black hole.
Before he died, he opened his eyes wide, as if he still didn't believe that he would die like this.
Countless purple electric lights shot out from the ground. Facing the rain-like electric light, the loyalty and obsession of these monks collapsed in an instant and receded like water. When they retreated fifty miles away, only three of them were left.
There were more than ten people. Everyone's face showed confusion. The rain had soaked them, and they were as embarrassed as fish that had slipped through the net.
At this time, about fifty monks with muddy clothes and pale faces flew in from the west. Seeing their companions, everyone showed a trace of relief on their faces. However, this relief did not last for a breath, and was replaced by a kind of sadness and anger from the heart.
When they came out, there were thousands of monks, and the vast water was so spectacular. At this time, only eighty people were left, huddled together to keep each other warm, like leaves swaying in the wind and rain.
People hugged each other, resisted the cold autumn rain, and flew to where they came from. Even if Chu Li's Hengjian killed them all, they would not want to return to the bloody Taibai Peak.
Chu Li stared blankly at the eighty broken monks in front of him, his heart felt cold, and he thought to himself, "I underestimated the few remnants of the Tianqiong Sect, and it's really serious. What should I do next? It seems that Tian
I can't stay in Lumen any longer. But where can I go? I heard that there are red sleeves in the East China Sea who are recruiting troops, so why don't I join them and find a place."
After thinking about his retreat, Chu Li was no longer so depressed. Looking at the disgraced monks, he actually felt a sense of ridicule in his heart, and said secretly: "You scum should die, if
How could there be a few people with my level of strength defeated today?"
"retreat!"
Chu Li's patience ran out, he raised his hand high, and a green sword light drew a circle in the sky from west to east, signaling the message of retreat.
The rear section that did not go into battle and the left and right remnants of 80 people breathed a sigh of relief. The two groups combined were worth 200 people. Tianlu Sect has grown from nearly a thousand people to 200 people, and there are no Jindan monks.
It is also clear that this sect is finished.
When Cheng Guangtai saw the sword light in the sky, he planned to rush out of the dense forest and return to his team. At this time, He Youzhi, who was also hidden in the dense forest beside him, gently tugged on his clothes. He Youzhi's belt
Seeing Wei Yong lurking in the woods, he briefly navigated the formation, found a safer area, and got up, not wanting to run into Cheng Guangtai. The three of them were all people in distress, and they hit it off immediately.
A sense of distress arose.
"Wait a minute, why are you going?" He Youzhi said in a low voice.
"Hehe, of course I will know Tianlumen, can't I stay here for the rest of my life?"
"Don't go, this matter is not over yet." He Youzhi said with a frown.
"They have retreated eighty miles away. Is there still a magic circle there? Don't entertain me at this time." Cheng Guangtai said angrily.
"When we attacked the mountain just now, did you see the monks at Taibai Peak?"
"No." Cheng Guangtai shook his head.
"That's right. If I were the head coach of Taibai Peak and had an indestructible formation, I would definitely not leave the main force in the mountain. None of the remaining two hundred Tianlu Sect members will be able to go back."
Cheng Guangtai's body trembled, and He Youzhi's analysis became more reasonable. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He hurriedly stood up and was about to summon the flying magic weapon.
He Youzhi stopped in front of him and said: "Everyone is in trouble. Let me advise you again. Chu Li brought it upon himself. It is not your fault to die with him."
"I'm not doing it for him, but to save some blood for Tianlu Sect!" Cheng Guangtai roared sadly and indignantly, picked up his natal flying sword and flew towards the Tianlu Sect's team. :)