The demon fire was hidden in a narrow valley, red and red, responding to the green demon fire in the distance. The time was just right. Zhao Zhijin, who led everyone to fly, did not dodge, and the guard of Wandishan Feng Dongchen could not block the sudden attack.

Mu Xingqiu grabbed Ouyang Lei who was standing unsteadily in the air, and then, like everyone else, quickly took out the bronze mirror. Several rays of light merged into one, dispersing a small piece of unclean air, allowing the few people in it to breathe normal air.

The unclean air looks gray from a distance, and strange lights often flash in it. You can't see anything special when you are in it. The sunshine is still shining, and the grass and trees on the ground are also very lush. Ordinary people can hardly feel the difference between it and normal air. Ouyang Lu, who has mixed inner alchemy, does not care. However, for the pure inner alchemy of Taoists, the unclean air will conflict with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in their bodies and must be dispelled.

Xin Youtao had no magic weapon, so he immediately took off the seven-level crown on his head and placed it in the small leather bag he carried with him. This leather bag is similar to the treasure bag of Taoism, and can hold many items that are far larger than it. He took out a talisman helmet that could wrap his entire head, and put it on his head and his eyes were not exposed. There were many purple runes written on the silver surface, which emitted soft light from time to time, which could also protect the owner from the erosion of unclean air.

Overall, the helmet is still very majestic, decorated with a foot-high tassel, and colorful feathers swaying gently in the breeze. However, the Xin Youtao man was relatively thin and had no armor-padded clothes on his body. His head became bigger and looked very strange. Bai Qing and others couldn't help but take a look at it.

"This is the first-class purple rune helmet, exclusive to the Huangjing Longbin Club, which is not visible to ordinary people." The helmet is indeed good, Xin Youtao's voice came from it, not dull at all.

Bai Qing moved his eyes away, controlled several candles, and focused on protecting them. But the bald man was envious of the helmet and stared at Xin Youtao. If the situation had not been critical, he would have spoken loudly.

The Taoists separated and formed an oval shape. Two star-fall Taoists guarded both ends, and three corpses stopped in the middle.

Except for Xin Youtao's helmet attracting some attention, no one spoke. They all knew what they would face and what they should do. Even the casual cultivator Ouyang Luo drew out the dazzling magic sword and prepared to fight the demon clan.

Time passed little by little, and the chaos caused by the loud noise and the demon fire in the mountains returned to calm, but no demon soldiers and magicians appeared.

Feng Dongchen suddenly whispered and counted, "One, two, three..."

Ouyang Luo's heart hopped, and when it was tenth, it hopped violently, but nothing happened. It was not until the "fifth" that Feng Dongchen stopped, "Hey, fifteen little demons dared to block the road." Suddenly, he raised his voice and shouted: "Come out!"

The screams fell. A forest several miles away from the east was shaking, as if a giant bear was swaying inside. Then the towering trees fell down one after another, and a giant several feet tall stood up. His hair was disheveled, and only a piece of animal skin was surrounded by gray-brown lumps of size and size, like scrap iron that had not been melted and abandoned.

The giant's face is relatively smooth. The two nostrils are panting like bellows, their lips are turned outward, and their mouths are full of sharp teeth. The most peculiar thing is that they have no eyes or eyebrows. Although there are sunken areas in the eye sockets, they are connected to the cheeks and have no organs.

Feng Dongchen happened to face this monster and couldn't help but be stunned, "How could it be one? It's obviously fifteen, but it's just a four-four-foot monster..."

Xin Youtao turned his head and looked at it. He was startled by the eyeless giant first, and then screamed in surprise, "Hey, is there a talisman on his chest?"

There is indeed a brown pattern on the giant's chest, which is very similar to the skin color. You have to look carefully to identify that the pattern is not done casually, but a talisman with complicated strokes.

"Who painted the talisman for him?" Xin Youtao became more and more shocked, because he found that the pen of this talisman was not weak, and it was definitely not the work of ordinary talisman masters.

Feng Dongchen didn't care about these things. The four-zhang demon was vulnerable in his eyes. He raised his hand and wanted to cast the spell. His main magic weapon was an iron ruler. The end suddenly turned red, as if it was melted by fire.

"He is not a four-four-foot demon!" Mu Xingqiu suddenly reacted, "This is a fish-dragon formation, a fish-dragon formation composed of fifteen demons, Lan Bingku..." He looked at Shen Jiyi beside him. It was this Taoist priest Yashan who passed the Taoist talisman to Lan Bingku.

Feng Dongchen didn't care about the talisman and the fish and dragon formation of orchid curling. Based on his years of experience in killing demons, he knew that he must fight quickly and quickly when fighting with demons. A line of fire was shot out from his hands. As a star-fall Taoist priest, he only knew the five elements fire spells, but the fire he emitted was unique. Although it was within the five elements, it had the attributes of some fire that did not extinguish the furnace: the temperature was as normal, but it could melt the hardest thing in the world.

The giant fought back, and the red light flashed in the smooth eye sockets, and it quickly became dazzling, shooting out two red lights, one hitting the line of fire, and the other hitting the enemy.

Fire and light collided, making a hissing sound, and Mars flew everywhere, like a huge round shield scattering in the air. The two sides were in a stalemate, and the giant actually blocked the attack of the Xinglu Taoist Priest.

Lan Binggu's fish and dragon formation has become stronger. In the past, hundreds of casual cultivators were required to form a formation to fight against the Xinglu Taoist priest. With the help of Taoist talismans, fifteen demons burst out with powerful power.

Feng Dongchen was shocked, focused on casting spells, and stopped talking. On the other side, Zhao Zhijin, who was Yashan, turned around and shot out a series of crystals, blocking the second red light shot from the giant.

The fish and dragon formation composed of only fifteen demons required two star-fall Taoist priests to deal with it at the same time. The ordinary Taoist priest was shocked, and Feng Dongchen and Zhao Zhijin were extremely dissatisfied. At the same time, they enhanced their magic power and forced two red lights back.

The giant spread his arms and roared towards the sky. The talisman pattern on his chest corroded into his skin like poison. Although the red light emitted from his eye sockets was only two or three feet long, he did not retreat.

Other Taoist priests could not watch. The other party was not a four-foot demon, but a fish-dragon formation composed of fifteen demons. The Taoist priests had only nine people, including Bald and Ouyang Luo.

The bald man jumped over Mu Xingqiu's head, and he could also shoot red light. He wanted to compete with the giant, but Mu Xingqiu raised his hand and patted him back into his backpack, "Don't come out."

Mu Xingqiu had a premonition that the battle would not last too long. With Lan Curling's help, he had to prepare to speed up his retreat at any time. He was afraid that the incident would suddenly happen and the bald man would not be able to keep up.

Because of this beat, Mu Xingqiu cast spells a little slower than others. Even Ouyang Lei's exaggerated golden dragon flew out, and a few feet long lightning flashed out of the whip in his sleeve.

Mu Xingqiu did not get the chance to verify his strength. The demon clan was not just a fish-dragon formation. There were forests shaking in the east, south and north directions. In a blink of an eye, four equally tall giants stood up and approached the Taoists with big strides. The trees were trampled down in pieces, and the birds and beasts in the mountains flew away again.

"Retreat." Feng Dongchen ordered that another line of fire was shot out in his hand, catching another red light from the first giant, giving others a chance to retreat.

There are giants in the fish and dragon formation in several directions, and the only direction to retreat is the west. Zhao Zhijin didn't talk nonsense and immediately took everyone to the west, quickly lowering the height. He hid in the dense forest.

Mu Xingqiu and Xin Youtao still controlled the bodies of three Taoist priests Pangshan and followed closely behind.

Ouyang Luo was surprised by the "ruthlessness" of the Taoists. He turned around and saw that Feng Dongchen was gaining an advantage. Two lines of fire cut wounds on the giant's face like sharp knives, but the other four giants had rushed up, and eight red lights shot volleys, surrounding the Xinglu Taoist priests of Wandi Mountain.

He didn't see the ending. Zhao Zhijin's spell took everyone into the forest, and he had to carefully avoid the vines flying past him.

After flying for an hour in one breath, Zhao Zhijin stopped on a slope. The Taoists immediately took action and created numerous restrictions within a radius of half a mile. Because they were stationary, these restrictions were more hidden and more solid than the shields that Feng Dongchen cast during flight.

Ouyang Luo couldn't help, so he could only stay with three corpses. Looking at Xuxu's face, he felt uneasy.

Lin Tao was bursting with waves, and there was no sound around him, and the Taoists were temporarily safe. In fact, they were not as calm as Ouyang Luo imagined. They just had years of practice to cultivate a state of mind, so that they would never waste time on politeness. It was certain that they retreated, and there must be someone who had to cut off the back, so it was meaningless to be humble.

Zhao Zhijin chose a clean place to sit down and think about it. He was looking for Feng Dongchen's whereabouts, and the lower Taoists walked away to avoid interference.

Several people had their own thoughts and didn't say anything. The bald man came out of his backpack, thought for a while, and broke the deadlock, "Why should we escape? It's just a few big demons, you can fight. Two Taoist priests of Xingluo each fight one, Brother Xiaoqiu fights one, I can fight one, you can fight one together..."

Taoist priest Liao Huayuan from Yashan suddenly snorted, "It's all those three corpses that have been broken. I don't know how many Taoist bodies have been preserved in the demon clan. What's the use of just taking these three?"

Xin Youtao also snorted, "Don't take responsibility for it first. These demons will never appear here for no reason. When they come, there is no movement, and they will only pop out when they return. The demon fire that broke through the shield was so accurate. We were clearly ambushed and had nothing to do with Taoist priest Pang Shan's body."

"What do you mean? Are there any problems with the route chosen by Yashan?" Liao Huayuan asked angrily. Everyone was taken by Yashan Taoist Zhao Zhijin. The ambush was so accurate that it seemed like Yashan was deliberately delivered to the door.

Xin Youtao and Liao Huayuan glared at each other, and suddenly remembered that they were still wearing helmets, so they hurriedly took them off and continued to look at each other. He was not afraid of Taoist priests of the same realm as him.

Shen Jiyi once again stood up to smooth things over, "In a dangerous place, with demons everywhere, let's not be in trouble for the first time."

"It may be Lan Bingkuk." Mu Xingqiu's eyes swept across everyone's faces, "She knows Taoist priests and can guess our route. This ambush probably was designed by her."

This explanation made Yashan and Pangshan have no responsibility. Xin Youtao and Liao Huayuan looked away, and only Shen Jiyi smiled awkwardly, "Lan Binggu was expelled from Pangshan for hundreds of years. I never thought that she would lose her life in the evening and defect to the demon clan at this time."

"She is for the Taoist inner alchemy." Mu Xingqiu was not too surprised. The Taoist talisman needs the deceased Taoist inner alchemy as the most important material. Lan Binggu could not get this thing from the Taoist throne. The only choice is to cast it towards the lacquer.

Nearly 500 Taoist priests Pangshan died in the Ancestor Peak, and all the inner elixirs fell into the hands of the demon clan. More than 300 of them were destroyed with the Demon Fire Mountain, and some should be left.

Mu Xingqiu suddenly raised his finger and signaled everyone to stop the sound, because he heard a sound that was very weak but very clear. After a moment, he looked at Zhao Zhijin not far away in surprise. He could hear clearly that Taoist Yashan was guiding Feng Dongchen in the wrong direction.

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