The monster's attack lasted for a whole day, and the monster temporarily retreated. There were corpses everywhere outside the walls, the earth was red, and even the air smelled of blood.

That night, Bei Yutang followed the nightmare into an antique sailing ship. The sailboat stayed outside the city wall, and Bei Yutang saw the nightmare sitting cross-legged, making a handprint in his hand, and saw wisps of black gas floating out of the corpse, coming towards the nightmare.

As the handprint in his hand took shape, countless black qi came from all directions, all heading towards the nightmare's body.

The Yuan Infant Stage monks sitting on the city gate all noticed the abnormality and came towards this direction, and it was easy to discover their existence, after all, they had hidden whereabouts at all, and it was difficult not to be discovered.

As soon as Bei Yutang saw the monk coming from afar, and then looked at the nightmare that absorbed resentment and death, without saying a word, he took out the hidden veil from the storage ring, so that people could not spy on her true face.

If she is taken out by the monks, and a disciple of the Hidden Immortal Sect follows the demon, not only will she become a thorn in the side of the cultivation world, but she will also be affected by the parents, elder brothers, masters and others in the Hidden Immortal Sect.

As she put it on, several powerful monks of the infancy came out of the sailboat one after another.

"I wonder which Demon Lord has descended?" One of the infant monks asked.

In their opinion, the person who dared to absorb the dead qi outside the city gate so blatantly must be one of the Nine Demon Lords.

Bei Yutang glanced at the nightmare, thinking that he would directly ignore their existence, but he didn't expect him to stop.

As soon as Bei Yutang saw his cold gaze looking at the extra veil on his face, he immediately said: "Lord Wei, I am wearing this, which makes people feel mysterious." The more mysterious and fearful it is, the more noble you are. ”

"So, it's for the deity?" Nightmare stared at her with cold eyes.

Bei Yutang was seen by him as weak-hearted, but he still stiffened his head and said with a smile: "Yes." As your subordinate, you have to be the master of your identity. Master, you are so powerful, so domineering, so mighty, I naturally can't lag behind. ”

After finishing speaking, Bei Yutang secretly wiped his sweat in his heart.

Sure enough, his face was thickened again.

Wei looked at her flattering appearance coldly, but he didn't debunk her little thoughts.

When Bei Yutang saw the sailboat flying out, he immediately followed.

Several powerful monks outside the sailboat had a blank look on their faces when they saw them come out, because they felt a majestic coercion, which overwhelmed them.

'Puff'~

Several people spat out mouthfuls of blood at the same time, and their eyes were full of fear as they looked at the nightmare.

"If you don't want to die, get out." Nightmare's grim gaze swept over several people.

Those few monks in their infancy didn't dare to stay any longer.

At this moment, a streamer of light came, coming towards this side with the coercion of the Transformation Period.

"What a big breath!"

Bei Yutang immediately felt an invisible attack coming towards the sailboat, it was the coercion that the Avatar Monk let go, how could she be a little Jindan Stage Monk who could resist.

Bei Yutang only felt that his internal organs were churning.

Wei raised his hand and waved, and in an instant, the terrifying pressure disappeared, and Bei Yutang only felt that the mountain pressing on his body disappeared, and the whole person relaxed.

Before the Avatar monk could get closer, he heard a cold snort.