"Rush out!" Shui Fengyue put away the vase, her face turned pale, and she shouted loudly.
Behind him, more than a hundred Sanguan disciples, led by Mo Qinghui and Wan Hucong, rushed toward the entrance of the valley.
At this moment, a large number of rotten corpses and skeletons suddenly crawled out from the ground and rushed in from both sides, blocking the passage that Shui Fengyue had just opened with difficulty again.
Although the cultivation level of these skeletons was not high, they were superior in numbers. During this delay, the crowd was once again dispersed by the undead from all directions and divided into several groups.
Near the mouth of the valley, several green-skinned zombies holding bone knives surrounded a disciple of Zhenlei Guan.
A ferocious look flashed across this man's face, and the runes on the surface of a long sword shimmering with blue light in his hand were bright. He wanted to carve out a bloody path to escape, but suddenly felt a chill in his chest.
A black blade shining with crystal light was seen protruding from his chest.
Before he could make any other reaction, Wu Ye's figure appeared behind him at some point.
As soon as he turned his palm, a black square box appeared in the palm of his hand. A black mist rolled out from it, wrapping the disciple's body. His figure blurred and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
On the hillside on the right side of the valley, Zou Kai, wearing flame armor, was holding a red spear, waving it up and down, knocking down the carrion that tried to catch up one by one.
"Roar"
A carrion dragon screamed and rushed down the slope, knocking dozens of zombies away, opening its huge mouth, spitting out a stream of smelly black rot, and covered Zou Kai.
The tip of Zou Kai's spear flickered, and several balls of flames flew out, facing the ball of rot.
With a "whoosh" sound, the rotten liquid immediately burned and black smoke rose up.
At the same time, more than a hundred zombies and skeletal undead were pounced on from all directions.
Zou Kai moved his spear forward, pinched out several spells with one hand, and pressed it on the gun body.
A stream of red flames billowed out, turning into a huge wall of fire and pushing down the hillside.
Dozens of zombies were swept up by the wall of fire and burned violently.
At this moment, Zou Kai's eyes flashed, and he vaguely saw a crystal light shining in the wall of fire in front of him.
He subconsciously raised the tip of the spear and thrust it forward.
However, this shot hit the empty space.
The next moment, a crystal bone knife made a "puff" sound, piercing through the armor on his neck and passing through the back of his neck.
Dagger Spirit's figure immediately appeared.
A large amount of blood poured out of Zou Kai's mouth, and his body fell backward.
Before he fell to the ground, a cloud of black smoke spread over and engulfed his body.
For a time, screams and screams could be heard one after another in the valley.
Although the cultivation of these more than a hundred heavenly disciples is not weak, most of them have the cultivation of mid-level heavenly level or above, and there are even several mid-level sun-level sorcerers among them. However, there are too many undead.
It is surrounded by three outer layers.
Everyone has to deal with the siege of dozens or even hundreds of undead almost at the same time.
And what makes these disciples despair is that these undead spirits are endlessly killing them.
Among these undead spirits, in addition to the fantasy beasts, there are naturally many real undead spirits summoned by Wu Ye through the Falling Immortal Platform. Most of them are at the earth level at the time of their cultivation, and they will not leave any phantom beads after their destruction.
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But in such a chaotic situation, naturally no one took care of it.
As the undead souls were defeated in droves, the number of Sanguan disciples was also greatly reduced, and after many people were knocked down, they would be wrapped in a black mist, and the next moment they would disappear strangely.
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This scene looks like he was teleported away by the Xuan Qiong Order when he was seriously injured.
In just half an hour, more than half of the hundreds of Sanguan disciples who were originally hiding here were lost.
The great disciples of Sanguan, Mo Qinghui, Shui Fengyue and Wan Hucong, were brave because of their skill. When the battle fell into an unfavorable situation, they immediately found a favorable terrain, which was still able to support them at this moment, but the other middle and late disciples of Tianzhi
But they were not so lucky. As for the powerful people in the early stages of the Heavenly Throne, they were naturally overwhelmed by the undead early, and their life or death was uncertain.
On the other side of the valley, Shi Mu had left the underground at some point and was also surrounded by a large number of undead creatures.
The thunder-breaking sword in his hand was surrounded by purple lightning, forming a thunder net, protecting his body within it. There were still undead creatures rushing around, but they couldn't hurt him at all.
Not far away, in another battle group, Yan Luo was also under siege.
It's just that the two of them seemed to be locked in a bitter fight, but in fact the energy in their bodies was being consumed very slowly, and the two of them were even retreating towards the way they came from at a rather slow speed.
If you look closely, you can find that although there are many undead spirits surrounding the two of them, they are all undead spirits who are in the early and middle stages of the earth level.
"Yanluo, your undead army really shocked me. It turns out that Falling Immortal Platform has such a wonderful effect! After this battle, your army will be able to gain a lot more heavenly undead, right?" Shi Mu
His eyes wandered around and he spoke via voice transmission.
"These are not enough!" Yan Luo replied coldly.
"Hehe, in my opinion, if given time, I might be able to compete with all the immortals in heaven." Shi Mu said leisurely.
"The beauty you think of is the oath you made. It has nothing to do with me!" Yan Luo replied.
"We will discuss this matter later. For now, let's make sure we can enter the Kunlun Holy Ruins." Shi Mu seemed to hear Yan Luo's tone getting angry, and quickly changed the subject.
While the disciples of Qiantian Temple, Zhenlei Temple and Kanshui Temple were locked in a fierce battle, in other places on the fourteenth level of space, teams of disciples from each temple were also surrounded by thousands of undead creatures and started fighting.
During this period, people fell down from time to time and were teleported out, and the situation was also precarious.
On the high white jade platform outside the Xuan Qiong Tower, the eyes of the eight temple masters and elders were all focused on the purple mirror in the middle.
Everyone's eyes were filled with concern, but the expressions on their faces were completely different.
Compared with the previous indifference, the faces of the three temple masters and elders of Qi Tian Guan, Zhen Lei Guan and Kan Shui Guan were simply indescribably gloomy at this moment.
"Master Ji Guan, what are you, the disciples of San Guan, doing? We really can't understand." Elder Yin from Genshan Guan said with a sneer.
Before Ji Wentian could say anything, Elder Wu from Duizeguan had already said unceremoniously: "What's so weird about this? The one who played like an eagle was pecked in the eye by an eagle!"
"The so-called shooting oneself in the foot is probably what it means. Huh, it's all your own fault!" Yun Mengze also laughed.
Ji Wentian didn't say a word, his hands were clenched tightly, the veins on his forehead were slightly protruding, and his face was very ugly.
At this moment, a person suddenly shouted and ran up from the white jade platform.
Ji Wentian was full of anger and had nowhere to vent. When he saw this person coming up, he immediately shouted angrily: "Elder Chu, if you are not under the tower to take care of the injured disciple who was sent out, what are you doing here?"
Elder Chu trembled, raised his sleeves and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said cautiously: "Let me tell you, everyone, something bad is going on! Starting half an hour ago, the number of people teleporting out of the tower has dropped sharply. According to statistics,
, more than forty disciples who were supposed to be teleported out of the tower have disappeared mysteriously."
"What?"
On the white jade high platform, there was an exclamation of surprise.
"Nonsense, how is this possible?" Ji Wentian glanced at the purple mirror and said with disbelief on his face.
"Don't dare to talk nonsense, I hope the watcher will see clearly." Elder Chu said immediately.
"Which disciples of Guan are the missing ones?" Ji Wentian's eyes widened and he asked quickly.
Elder Chu did not dare to look directly at him. He lowered his head slightly and said, "They are all disciples of Qantian Temple, Kanshui Temple, and Zhenlei Temple."
"what on earth is it!"
As soon as these words came out, the temple masters and elders of the other two temples, including Ji Wentian, all looked shocked.
Ji Wentian's heart sank, and he couldn't help but feel an ominous premonition.
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The riots in the fourteenth dimension are still continuing.
During this period, the disciples who had just been teleported from the thirteenth floor to the fourteenth floor were almost immediately surrounded by a large number of phantom beasts and then teleported out.
Many teams that were originally here, after surviving the initial turmoil, finding favorable terrain and starting to form formations to defend with all their strength, gradually began to stabilize and regarded this as a rare life-and-death experience.
After all, phantom beasts can't really kill people. The experience of entering the Xuan Qiong Tower is usually worth a lot of money!
However, the Sanguan disciples suffered heavy casualties because they were closest to the Bloody Lake Altar and were attacked by the largest number of phantom beasts and a large number of real undead legions.
At this moment, there were only about ten people left in each temple, and they were surrounded by countless undead legions.
"No, I can't hold on anymore. It's okay if I don't go to the Kunlun Holy Ruins!" A Kanshui Temple disciple yelled with a look of horror on his face, then turned his hand and took out the Xuan Qiong Token and injected it with real energy.
With a flash of purple light, the figure disappeared without a trace and left the Xuanqiong Tower.
With this person taking the lead, some other disciples in Sanguan who were already timid gritted their teeth and immediately took out the Xuan Qiong Token and urged them to leave here.
In the blink of an eye, purple light flashed.
At this moment, there are only seven or eight disciples of Sanguan still there. They formed a circle back to back, staying here desperately, unwilling to quit the trial just now.
Everyone is obviously among them.
The number of people was suddenly reduced by half, and the pressure on the remaining people suddenly increased again, and the undead creatures around them surged up like a tide.
The remaining few people tried their best, and the rays of various magic weapons were combined into one, barely able to withstand the surrounding offensive, but they were still in danger and could be broken at any time.
Shui Fengyue and the other three were all injured at this moment. The three of them looked at each other with a hint of retreat in their eyes.
After all, although the phantom beasts here can't really kill people, the injuries they suffer are real.
However, as the three of them are great disciples of Sanguan, how can they say it out loud if they quit? Not only will they lose their prestige in front of their junior brothers and sisters in their own monastery, but they will also be unable to hold their heads high in front of other monasteries.
"Roar!"
At this moment, a shrill roar came from the depths of the surrounding undead army. The offensive of the undead army immediately became more violent, and the dark undead light once again drowned the three people in the three views. (To be continued.)