There are a total of three people fighting the method, two of them are dressed in the uniform of the disciples of the Yueyang Sect, one of them is clearly a loose cultivator who is extremely angry, and there is a corpse of a loose cultivator in the distance, and the storage bag is shaking around his waist with the movements of one of the sect disciples.

He Miaomiao hid behind the boulder next to the corpse, and the spiritual breath that had not yet completely dispersed covered her breath, and the three people in the fierce battle did not notice her coming.

The casual cultivation seems to be in his early forties, and his aura has reached the middle stage of foundation building, and those two young sect disciples, although they are in the early stage of foundation building, the magic weapons and defensive clothes in their hands are all high-quality, and the momentum of the two cooperation is not weak.

He Miaomiao didn't want to pick up the leak, and she didn't want to be inexplicably involved in it when the fight was the most intense.

Whether it is the fierce face of the loose cultivator, or the arrogant expression of the sect disciple, she is unwilling to help each other, unwilling to reciprocate, as long as she hides here until one side is defeated and the other side is physically exhausted, she can leave safely.

It's a pity that no matter how well you conceive every time, it always backfires in the end.

The fight between the three of them became more and more intense, and finally attracted the demon beasts hidden in the mountains, and the two coercion in the early and middle stages of the third order were mixed with each other, and He Miaomiao's concealment spell was instantly broken, and with the three people in the fight, they were suppressed and prostrate to the ground.

Two long-winged lion-headed demon beasts, snow-white and colorless, roared and jumped down from the mountain, wings spread and soared above the heads of the four, with the speed of flying downward, the coercion was even more palpitating.

He Miaomiao's spiritual power was running wildly, but she couldn't resist the pressure that was getting closer and closer, and the roar shook her with a splitting headache, and she couldn't even use the strength to get up from the ground and escape.

Fortunately, the temperament of the demon beast here is quite gentle, and although the coercion is never extinguished, the two beasts have no intention of descending to attack, and it seems that they just want to deter them before they leave.

As a result, before He Miaomiao could put his mind at ease, the middle-aged casual cultivator, who was already angry, suddenly laughed wildly, and yelled at the sect disciple who was also lying on the ground and couldn't get up:

"Let's die together!!"

The strength of the middle stage of the foundation building itself was always much stronger than the early stage, and he stood up forcibly at the risk of breaking his bones, and swung the double sword in his hand fiercely towards the lion-headed beast that had no sign of attacking in midair.

The sword light was like a rainbow, and He Miaomiao saw two indistinguishable white lights, and rushed straight to the top of his head with an extremely powerful air current.

Whew—

The two third-order demon beasts would not be hit, but the provocation of the little monk below made them suddenly go berserk.

He Miaomiao and the two sect disciples angrily scolded at the scattered cultivator, and before it reached the other party's ears, they were once again engulfed by the roar of the demon beast.

The long tail of the lion-headed beast was like a magic weapon spirit whip, and at the same time as one of them landed, it hit the ground with a blow, and the spider web-like crack instantly looked half a mile away.

The other head roared and exposed its sharp teeth, and the spiritual qi flow thrown out by the long tail instantly lifted the four of them away at the same time, and they fell on the mountain rocks and hit their heads with blood, and the meridians and lungs of the whole body were torn in pain.

He Miaomiao took advantage of the gap between the two beasts to make another move, endured the pain of Zhihai, pulled out the Vermilion Bird Jade Pendant and pinched it in the palm of his hand, until the spiritual power in the dantian meridians was almost sucked dry, and a faint red light was stimulated.

By the time she was tightly wrapped in the blazing fire-based spiritual power, the lion-headed beast's second attack was already close at hand.

A beast flew up, its front paws grabbed forward like a gallop, and the aura suddenly turned into a thousand sharp blades, and with the long tail of another beast on the ground, it once again rushed straight to the four Dantian Zhihai with overwhelming killing intent.

The middle-aged cultivator instantly sacrificed a large number of defensive shields, and the spiritual light lit up layer by layer, almost blocking everyone's sight.

The two sect disciples had a lot of treasures in their hands, and the two of them threw out all the arrays on their bodies, pasted a large number of defensive talismans, and then tightly leaned against a pile to defend and resist.

Only He Miaomiao, with only a circle of red light on his body, which was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and looked extremely unreliable, clinging to the mountain walls, it seemed that he might be beaten to pieces at any time.

Boom Boom Boom –

The blades and air swirls in an instant, the mountain rocks shattered and fell, the sky was full of smoke and dust, and the two beasts roared and spread their wings, and leaped into the air with a shock, circling two or three times before disappearing again.

By the time the dust and smoke had completely dissipated, the foot of the mountain was like a dead place, so silent that even the sound of the wind in the mountain road had completely dissipated.

After a long while, He Miaomiao, who had woken up from her stupor, suppressed her throat and coughed lightly. Crawling out of the mountain wall that he had almost sunk into, he felt it carefully, and found that he had not suffered any substantial damage except for the sting pain of the meridian consciousness sea.

And at the foot of the mountain below, the disciples of the sect who were almost submerged in the rubble gradually came to their senses. It's just that the injury is much more serious than He Miaomiao's, and there is no movement except for lifting the eyelids.

As for the scattered cultivator who attracted the attack of the two beasts, he was even more dying and completely unconscious.

He Miaomiao stared at him expressionlessly for a moment before he summoned his last spiritual power, sacrificed the broken star and turned into a spiritual needle, and slammed into his dantian sea of knowledge.

"Put... Leave me alone... We..."

The disciples of the sect who had a little spare strength to speak were a little frightened when they saw this, for fear that He Miaomiao was going to kill people and seize the treasure, and the words of begging for mercy were intermittent, but they never dared to stop.

He Miaomiao didn't even bother to look at him, picked up the middle-aged loose cultivation storage bag, and went straight along the mountain road, leaving the messy fighting scene.

......

He Miaomiao had no spiritual power in her body, and she walked for a long time before she completely left the range of the fighting method, and after sitting down on an inconspicuous mountain, she really had exhausted the strength to take out the pill.

Thinking back to the madness of the scattered cultivators, she longed to kill him again.

If it weren't for the demon beasts in the cave, she would always be merciful, if it weren't for the protection of the Vermilion Bird Jade Pendant who had just recognized the master, and she would have been buried in the mountain wall without the array talisman to resist!

"It seems that luck has not been good these days..."He Miaomiao looked at her body, the super grade skirt that was knocked out several times, and the jade pendant that was pinched in the palm of her hand and didn't dare to let go, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

After the spiritual power recovered, she immediately took out the pill and swallowed it, put the jade pendant back in the storage bag, and then sacrificed the Shattered Star Condensing Sword and opened up the cave.

According to the formation jade slip given by Wei Changle, she used spirit stones to penetrate the ground one by one, and laid down a defensive concealment combination array, and she leaned against the cold stone wall and felt that she was alive.

The only defensive skirt has been destroyed, He Miaomiao had to change into an ordinary gauze skirt, the shallow moon-white light yarn is also made of silkworm spinning, but there is no formation pattern, except for dustproof, it does not play any substantive role.

After the spiritual power is exhausted and the meridians are dried up, it is like a long drought and a rainstorm when you enter the time again.

The aura in the cave was already rich, with a completely different aura from the Qinglang and Canglan realms, slowly and smoothly burrowing into the meridians, nourishing her slightly stinging meridians.

He Miaomiao allowed the warm current in her body to merge with her spiritual power, flowing into her limbs and bones, until she gradually recovered her self-preservation power, and then she woke up from her deep concentration, and continued to recover while observing the outside of the formation.