The first thousand one hundred and eighty chapters underground people
The corner of Kucao Semi-Saint's mouth trembled, and a wry smile appeared on his face.
He was too worried about something happening to his master just now. As soon as the sect-protecting formation was broken, he rushed forward. If he had waited until Gu Xuan freed his hands and came in with him, he wouldn't have ended up in a situation where he couldn't advance or retreat.
situation.
Gu Xuan's boat slowly floated to the side of the Withered Grass Semi-Saint.
At this moment, only the heads of Kucao Half-Saint and several young disciples were left outside.
"Hurry up and seize the flying boat."
Gu Xuan held his chin and stared at the so-called "Yellow Spring Marsh" below.
Half Saint Kucao and several disciples quickly stretched out their hands and grabbed the edge of the flying boat.
Underground, a wild laughter came.
"Who are you? It seems you have some skills. In my Huangquan Marsh, it stands to reason that all objects will sink.
How can your flying boat not sink? However, if you want to save them, you are too naive, I'm afraid you will have to get involved too!"
The corner of Gu Xuan's mouth curled up.
"Let you live a little longer, don't be so arrogant.
Otherwise, I don't mind being more arrogant than you."
A brilliant light flashed in Gu Xuan's eyes, one black and one white, flashing away.
At the same time, his soul power also explored under the quagmire.
This quagmire is not a conventional skill method in Fentian Continent.
Even if Gu Xuan were to create such a quagmire, he would not be able to do it so cleanly and convincingly that it could be fake.
There are always traces of what is created by driving the technique. It will contain the aura of the person who performed the technique, and it will also contain rich energy.
But the Huangquan Marsh in front of us is like a real swamp. If someone hadn't spoken below, it would be no different from a natural one.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Below the quagmire, the originally wild voice suddenly became surprised.
Because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull the withered grass half-sage down any further.
This small boat, like a needle that stabilizes the sea, just floated on the swamp, supporting everyone without sinking even a little bit.
Outside the mountain gate.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, you are a bunch of bastards, how dare you fight me?"
The Blood Ancestor smiled ferociously, stretched out his claws, and a few rags fell from his hands.
The dozen or so Half-Saints who had just besieged him had all turned into fragments.
However, there are more and more enemies in front of it.
There were another three to four hundred warriors, tightly surrounding him.
However, these warriors did not act rashly. They looked at the Blood Ancestor as if they were looking at monsters.
They had never seen such a powerful ferocious beast, and it was not afraid of any attack.
Even if it is cut into countless pieces, it can be restored again.
Even if there is only one drop of blood left, you can be reborn.
Originally, a half-saint holding a sealing sword had already sealed it.
However, another drop of blood floated out from nowhere, and it instantly transformed into the original appearance of the Blood Ancestor.
The half-saint holding the sealed sword didn't even have a chance to react before he was torn into pieces by the Blood Ancestor.
Everyone can see that the Blood Ancestor's attack power is actually not very strong.
If it was a warrior, he would probably have died hundreds of times by now, and he would never die again.
Unfortunately, he is not a warrior.
It's a blood bat that can't be killed no matter how hard it is killed.
Facing such an enemy who cannot see any weaknesses, who among them would dare to take action easily?
The Blood Ancestor crossed his arms across his chest and flapped his huge wings gently.
"Since you don't take action, I won't be polite."
Whoosh!
The Blood Ancestor jumped into the group of warriors, and an endless stream of screams rang out.
In just a short moment, ten emperor-level warriors turned into mummies.
Hundreds of warriors, including many semi-saints, were blocked by the Blood Ancestor. No one was able to enter the Feiyue Mountain Gate from the main entrance.
Of course, not all enemies want to take the main entrance.
This is just one of several waves of enemies with a relatively small number of people.
In fact, at this moment, there is at least one wave of enemies around Feiyue Mountain Gate, advancing upwards.
Feiyue Mountain Sect is a second-rate force among the hidden forces, and all its disciples have their own dignity. Naturally, they will not sit still and wait for death.
However, all the disciples who had reached the sect level or above took the initiative to kill the enemy, and in conjunction with the formation restrictions, they temporarily blocked all the enemies.
The disciples below the clan level were really weak and timid and went to the refuge at the mountain gate.
Those who are bold control various enemy-killing restrictions, or create traps to delay the enemy.
The top of Hueyue Peak is the core of Feiyue Mountain Gate.
Here, stone palaces are built.
The stone hall in the middle is also the most magnificent stone hall - Red Moon Hall, which is like a gated area in Feiyue Mountain.
Just before the sect-protecting formation was broken, a group of six people entered the Red Moon Palace after showing their badges.
The inside and outside of the temple are in different spaces, just like two worlds.
As soon as you enter the Red Moon Palace, what appears in front of you is a red moon hanging in the sky.
In front of you are caves.
The cave in the middle is the cave where the sect master lives.
"Junior Brother Qingsong, Junior Brother Furious, and Junior Brother Kucao, please come in quickly. Master's injury is only due to the three alchemists you invited back."
A man with a ferocious scar on his face, his eyes full of hope, welcomed the six people into the cave.
"Now that the enemy is attacking, if you step in here, my sect-protecting formation at Feiyue Mountain Gate will be broken by others.
The strength of the enemy is simply beyond our imagination."
When the six people heard this, their eyes showed surprise.
However, the look of surprise passed away in a flash, and the scarred man did not notice it.
"How is it possible? It was broken? The time has not come yet?"
Qingsong suddenly muttered.
The scarred man asked doubtfully: "Isn't the time up?"
Qingsong hurriedly explained: "What I mean is that my sect-protecting formation at Feiyue Mountain Gate should have persisted longer. How could it be broken so quickly?"
The scarred man's eyes were full of worry.
"So, this is the most troublesome part. This shows how strong the enemy coming this time is.
If Master’s problems are not solved as soon as possible, I’m afraid it will be really difficult for Feiyue Mountain Gate to survive this disaster.”
Qingsong said: "Without further delay, let's go in quickly and let the three alchemists check the master's injuries quickly!"
"Yes, please come in quickly!"
The scarred man made a please gesture.
At this moment, halfway up the mountain.
In the eyes of Kucao Half-Saint with a look of expectation and resentment, Gu Xuan seemed to have finally observed enough.
“Only when you know yourself and your enemy can you fight a hundred battles without danger.
Don't be so impatient. In fact, the reason why I didn't catch up with you right away is because I just used my soul power to contact your master.
Your master will be fine for the time being, don't worry."
Gu Xuan transmitted a message to Kucao Semi-Saint Dao.
The Kucao Half-Saint was stunned for a moment, then let out a long breath.
Gu Xuan patted Fei Zhou.
"Dragon-Eating Vine, catch that guy from the ground for me!"