In the three-day battle of the Demon Incineration, He Miaomiao's four people took turns to repair, but it was still difficult to recover to the peak. It was barely enough to maintain four or five percent of their spiritual power, and they did their best to keep themselves from dragging their feet or dying in the fighting.

The sky was full of firelight from day to night, and sometimes everyone couldn't even tell the time, only seeing silver sand and black mist, red light and red blood, and only hearing the roar of spells and magic weapons in both ears, and the hiss of monsters when they were burned.

Until the last large piece of demonic qi was besieged by dozens or hundreds of Jindan Stage, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth, the sea of sand suddenly quieted down, making everyone a little unable to react.

After a dead silence, someone took the lead in cheering, and everyone believed that the nearby demonic qi had been completely cleaned up.

"I can finally go back!" Zhu Fu Shi stood on the flying sword and looked into the distance, looking forward to the team leader coming to answer. They have been fighting continuously until now, and when they see the hope of resting, they can't wait to leave.

The two Dan masters also followed from afar, and He Miaomiao's spiritual power was only less than thirty percent left, and he felt that something was wrong, so he took out a pill of the spiritual pill and let the liquid run with the spiritual power.

There was a joyful voice from the flying magic weapons around him, which made the sea of sand even more silent.

He Miaomiao's ears were still a little buzzing, looking at the silver sand that slowly fell to the ground, covering the body that died tragically in the battle, he always felt that the demonic qi disappeared too easily.

She couldn't tell what she felt was wrong, but instead of making her happy, the calm and peaceful image made her more vigilant than in battle.

"Is He Danshi tired? I can go back later, let's insist on persevering!" Zhu Fushi turned his head and saw that she had a solemn face, thinking that she was consuming too much in the big battle, so he kindly beckoned to her. "If you don't want to sail, come to me. ”

He Miaomiao shook her head, it was difficult to say the clueless suspicion in her heart, and only suggested to the three of them: "I always feel unsafe when my spiritual power is reduced, and the three Taoist friends also take the tonic elixir, sit quietly for a while and wait for the real people to come." ”

She kindly reminded that the three of them would naturally not refute, and they didn't know when the team leader would arrive, and their spiritual power was only three or four percent left, so it was indeed safer to take the pill to recover quickly.

Seeing that each took out a pill of tonic pill and swallowed it, He Miaomiao's heart was a little calmer. As long as the four of them have the strength to join forces, even if they encounter a fourth-order monster, they will have to fight.

"The three Dan Masters, I don't think most of them need to be rotated again, we will definitely have to leave for the Pavilion when we return to the Spirit Boat!" Zhu Fu Master was very optimistic, believing that the demonic qi would not make a comeback.

Li Danshi is not young, and after a few days of fighting, he saw that the wrinkles on his face were deeper, and he still had an indelible exhaustion when he laughed. "It's good to go back to the pavilion! I thought that the secret realm would be rewarding, but it turned out to be like this! In the future, I will stay in the alchemy room steadily. ”

Another Wu Danshi is middle-aged, taciturn and does not like to communicate with people, and after several days of contact, he will occasionally nod or hum in response. Judging from his eyes and expressions, he also thought that this battle was completely over.

He Miaomiao saw that the people around her were like this, and she couldn't help but be a little suspicious of being overly vigilant. After all, this worry came strangely, and it was not a real spiritual sense, and everyone felt nothing, as if she was thinking too much about herself.

Zhu and Li had already begun to talk about what they would each have to do after returning to the Star Pavilion, and Wu Danshi took out an alchemy jade slip and sat on the gossip plate to ponder carefully.

When the leader of the Star Picking Pavilion appeared in the distance, as well as the real figures of the Lingyu Sect and the Qian family, He Miaomiao relaxed his tense heart a little.

"Three Dan Masters, let's go over quickly!" Zhu Fu Master saw that He Miaomiao's spiritual power had recovered six or seven percent, and the boat would be fine, so he took the lead and flew forward.

Li and Wu followed closely behind, He Miaomiao still couldn't help but look around, seeing that the three of them were halfway through, she hurriedly transported the spiritual power and injected it into the spirit boat.

Boom Boom Boom –

The huge black mist rose into the sky, and the air flow blew countless Jindan monks to pieces, and He Miaomiao, who was just about to move forward, was swept away by Yu Wei, and even the people and the boat were thrown back for more than ten miles before stopping.

She had always been vigilant, and at the moment of the impact of the air wave, she activated the aura of the hand, and only shocked the minor injuries and did not suffer serious injuries. But she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time with her eyes wide open, staring at the black mist raging again in front of her, thinking of the scene where the three of her peers were impacted into a blood mist.

"Jindan period retreat!"

The middle-aged leader of the Star Picking Pavilion and the childish-looking female cultivator of the Lingyu Sect roared almost at the same time. Before the words fell, countless real people rushed in the distance, and all the people who picked up the Star Pavilion were included.

A large area of Yuanying Danhuo of different shades and colors instantly covered the sky above the desert. The hot air flow was mixed with coercion, and pounced on the people who had survived by being a few breaths behind.

He Miaomiao didn't care about thinking about the fall of his companion anymore, and his whole body defense was stimulated, and he injected a large amount of spiritual power into the Vermilion Bird Boat, bypassing the Yuan Infant Monk and the army of fourth-order monsters that suddenly attacked, and turned around towards the location of the Thousand Heavy Mountain Range.

The speed of the spirit boat was already the fastest, and it rushed out dozens of miles away in an instant. But the demonic qi was pervasive, turning into black mist in the place where the Yuanying real people were fighting, and in a flash, he came behind the fleeing Jin Dan period.

There is a primordial infant coercion that envelops the sea of sand, and the demonic qi condensed is all fourth-order! He Miaomiao's heart was horrified, and the beast-type monster in the late fourth-order behind her was violent, and the coercion could penetrate the defensive shield, making her bones crunch as if they were about to crack.

And there are still endless monsters on the side of the Yuan Infancy, so there is no time to be distracted and care about the juniors. Even the Lingyu Sect and the real people of the Qian family could only watch their juniors being caught up, screaming and falling into the hands of the monsters.

He Miaomiao's inner meridians were injured by coercion, and the clothes on her chest were soaked with black and red blood, seeing the monster with horns on its head and four thick hooves rushing over, she couldn't care less about hiding it in a low-key manner, and used her whole body's spiritual power to inject it into Lingguang's body.

The golden light that flashed from the dantian instantly became larger, and the wings were as long as a human being, and the golden tail feather dragged in the air, swooping down with burning flames, and pounced on the beast-shaped monster with teeth and claws.

The voice of the Suzaku is tactful and ethereal, and if it were not for wartime, it would surely make people quietly appreciate. And for the monsters, this kind of sound that penetrates their hearts and calms their minds is as unbearable as a lulla.

Because of the "Vermilion Bird True Shape" and He Miaomiao's bloodline, Lingguang exudes an ancient and distant atmosphere all over his body, strong and unstoppable, and the flames can burn the heavens and the earth.

Even if there is no intelligent monster, when it senses this breath that should not appear here, its movements freeze for a moment.

Lingguang carried the momentum of moving forward, his eyes were full of determination, and the moment he collided with the monster, he turned into flames, and a dazzling golden light ignited in the sky.