He Miaomiao saw that her scalp was numb, and she didn't dare to take half a step forward, and at the same time recalled Hanguang to check it carefully, and when she saw that there was nothing unusual, she turned around and flew back.

Those demon insects were when the female cultivator attacked the demon beasts below, she followed her natal magic weapon to the boat and hid, and finally seized the opportunity to rush up.

There are dangers lurking here, in addition to the low-level beasts that are hidden, the giant python blood bats with high poison, and all kinds of insects and ants hidden in the corpses, which are difficult to prevent.

The place where they were, the place where they came into view, was already full of corpses and scorched earth, whether it was low or high, it was tightly covered by demonic energy, and if they didn't inject spiritual power into their eyes, they couldn't penetrate it at all.

The demonic qi is extremely domineering, and it will soon be able to pollute the spiritual energy, and the monks who are constantly fighting with the demonic beasts will find it difficult to recover their spiritual power in the dark black fog, and they will all rely on the strong support of the elixir, numbly swinging one blow after another.

Half an hour later, He Miaomiao, like all the Jindan monks, was covered in blood, and she couldn't see her original face. Countless low-level demonic beasts rushed from afar again, making them not even have the skill to wield the cleansing technique.

In addition, most of everyone's spiritual power has been consumed, and no one wants to waste it on such trivial things.

The Yuan Ying real person in the sky was pale, and the song that made everyone rise from their hearts had not been broken, and over time, he was a little powerless.

Among the Jindan monks below, there are many people with uncertain hearts, if he gives up Fuqin, there will always be people who have different intentions and take the lead in fleeing the battlefield. And the Yuanying Blood Bat on the opposite side had already begun to attack secretly, making it quite difficult for him to parry.

He found the moment when the blood bats stopped and attacked, and swung the messenger towards the mountain, trying to ask for high-level help.

But after a while, he received a reply saying that they were just some second- and third-order demon beasts, and they were just making a small fight, so let him support himself. Near the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, a large number of Yuan Infancy Stage had already started a war with the Demon Demon Cultivator, and they were unable to separate themselves to support.

There are also many Yuan infants, who have been injured as early as a few days ago, and due to the shortage of pills, they have not fully recovered so far, and they have all stayed in the mountains to retreat and recuperate.

As for the Transformation God True Monarch, they will not be able to show their face on such a low-level battlefield at all, once they make a move, the aftermath of the coercion and attack is very easy to accidentally injure the juniors, and secondly, it will definitely attract the demonized Transformation God and Demon Cultivator to make a move, and then it will cause a more fierce battle.

Fuqin's real person's face became paler and paler, this time it was not because of lack of spiritual power, but because he saw a dense crowd of low-level small beasts, almost drowning the nearby wasteland.

Seeing the juniors fighting desperately below, one by one falling into the more and more beast groups, he finally couldn't help but make a move and injected three percent of his spiritual power into the qin. As the mind moved, the music sounded loudly, and the momentum was so grand and amazing that the ground below shook slightly.

When the beasts heard the music, they sprang out in a frenzy, attacking no longer distinguishing between human race and their own kind, and only caring about flying and slamming wildly. The instinct of the demon beast overshadowed the moves that had been practiced for many years, and one by one they slammed into each other with their physical bodies, and they had long forgotten to sneak attack the monks in mid-air.

On the high-altitude battlefield in the later stage of Jindan, six monks rose to a high place, took out various sound attack magic weapons such as drums, flutes, and Xiao, exhausted the last few percent of spiritual power on their bodies, and matched the music played by real people, which made the Terran monks excited and agitated, and made the demonized demon beasts disordered.

"Kill—"

I don't know who took the lead in the sky, and with a loud roar, everyone sacrificed magic weapons, and used all their skills to disperse the demonic energy that covered the sky and the sun, and wiped out a large number of fierce beasts.

He Miaomiao, like all monks, could hear the sound of the song, and her heart was full of fighting spirit. Her mind was racing, and she controlled Hanguang to sweep around, her sword qi was domineering, and she forcibly cut a bloody path from the rushing beasts.

The speed of the Vermilion Bird Boat did not slow, and it suddenly turned with Hanguang, and rushed into the other side again, bringing flesh and blood flying everywhere.

There are people around him who are constantly falling from high and low in the air, from the early stage of Jindan to the consummation of Jindan, after landing, they are all like the demonic beasts with severed limbs and few arms, all of them fall into the pile of corpses, and let a group of crazy demon insects gnaw and devour.

The talismans on He Miaomiao's body were all used up when attacking He Yangui at sea, and others could still resist the talismans for a while, but she could only rely on the natal magic weapon that consumed more spiritual power.

In the black mist, all kinds of magic weapons struck out a chaotic five-colored aura, and the dark shadows with almost no light were the most inconspicuous, but the lives of the demonic beasts harvested were the most.

She slashed the dark demon pill with a sword, and seeing that there were fewer and fewer demonic beasts below, the Yuan Infant Blood Bat in the sky suddenly exuded a powerful coercion, pounced on the real person who was Fuqin, and also pounced on all the monks below.

The blood bat is in the middle of the Yuan Infant, with the coercion of rage and mania, which makes countless golden pills unstable. Even in the early stage of Jindan, which was the farthest away in the low sky, there were many people who fell to the flying magic weapon and fell to the ground and were swallowed by the Demon Beast and Demon Worm.

"Retreat quickly!

The real person of Fuqin used his spiritual power and roared, and then flew up, as if there was a desperate decision!

He danced with wide sleeves and swung the seven-string guqin forward, and the powerful coercion dispersed a large amount of demonic energy, and the tune also changed its tune. The strings were clanging, and the aura was transformed into a blade with awe-inspiring killing intent, and it attacked the blood bat that had just transformed into a human form!

The uplifting and blessed music dissipated, and many Jindan periods on the battlefield were shocked, and they couldn't believe that they had held on to the battlefield for so long!

Hearing his order to retreat, everyone was busy sacrificing the flying magic weapon, and then they didn't care about entangled with the demonic beasts that gradually woke up, turned into Dao spiritual light, and flashed to the green mountains in the distance.

"He Daoyou, hurry up to my boat!" Bai Lian waited in the far sky, and when he saw He Miaomiao's figure, he immediately sent a voice to greet him.

His dragon boat was faster, and the spiritual power in his body was more sufficient, He Miaomiao would not shirk it, and jumped in and took the Vermilion Bird Boat back into the storage ring.

After getting on the boat, the overconsumed Zhihai began to swell slightly, his whole body was sore, his meridians dried up and stinged, and finally his spiritual power shrank in the dantian, so that the golden pill would not completely stop rotating.

She took out the last two pills of tonifying pills on her body, handed one to Bai Lian, and took one by herself, quickly urging the refining into liquid, moisturizing the beating and stinging meridians.

Outside the magic weapon formation, the violent aura vortex struck, crashing into the dragon boat ups and downs, and it was all up to the two of them to maintain it without falling.

This aftermath was caused by Yuan Ying's war, and there were many low-level Jindan with flying swords around, and they were about to enter the array mountain enchantment, but they were implicated at this last moment.

He Miaomiao and Bai Lian didn't care about anything else, and controlled the boat with all their hearts and speeds forward, and at the moment of entering the enchantment, they were slammed inward by the powerful force that attacked behind them.

The formation on the dragon boat was extremely good in the third-order magic weapon, and it resisted two Yuan Babies in a row against Yu Wei, and it was still impossible to hold on to it. As soon as the formation broke, both of them were greatly impacted, and Zhihai was even more painful, and the spirit boat suddenly couldn't support it and fell down quickly.