Beast

The fighting between tribes has spread from being concentrated in open spaces to all parts of the tribe!

It was obvious that the monks led by the cold man had the upper hand, and there were still seventy or eighty people left. There were still five or sixty monks from the tribe here.

There are many living monks who have defected.

Among the dead monks, some even died after being killed by monks from both sides after defecting!

Among the people fighting in the air with their weapons, a dozen monks led by the cold man had the upper hand. It won't be long before the handsome young man and the strong female monk were defeated. When the situation became one-sided, even if they were powerful, they would not be able to escape.

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In the open space, there are still sixty or seventy monks fighting. Counting the monks who have defected, most of them belong to the cold men's tribe. They work together to besiege and kill the resisters. It is only a matter of time!

"I surrender, I surrender, don't kill me!"

A monk was attacked by three monks. He could only parry. He would be killed on the spot in the next moment. He was begging for mercy in horror.

Slow down the attack to show that you have surrendered!

"Crack!"

The three monks sneered, and the attacks in their hands became more fierce, instantly killing the monk who begged for mercy on the spot.

"Idiot, if I spare you, I'm not tired for nothing, bah!"

The three monks taunted and spat in disgust at the monk who was risking his blood to die without mercy!

"Kaka!"

As soon as they obtained their respective magic weapons, the three of them started fighting together again!

Among these three monks, one had switched sides before and was suddenly jointly attacked by the other two monks.

"Kaka!"

In front of a house in the tribe, after two monks beheaded a monk who fled there, the two of them fought together again!

Be aggressive and show no mercy!

Both of them came with the cold man, and the conflict arose because they both wanted to monopolize the deceased's belongings.

What's more, you have to kill the opponent and turn the opponent's items into your own!

The entire tribe was in chaos, shouting for kill, screaming, begging for mercy, and the sound of broken bones. The rich smell of blood was so strong that it could not be dispersed. If the tribe was not located in a remote place, a large number of nearby monsters would have been killed.

Kill, groups of monks have already swarmed in following the smell of blood!

Despite this, there were still monsters that could not resist the temptation of blood and rushed into the tribe, eating the corpses of the monks who had been patrolling the tribe for a long time!

"Ding, ding, ding!"

There were more than ten monks who jointly attacked Yang Qing, among which the five Zifu Realm monks with furious expressions were the strongest.

"Retreat quickly, and don't resist as long as you're not hurt!"

Yang Qing was suppressed by five monks in the Purple Mansion Realm, and his spiritual consciousness sent a message to Fire Butterfly. He was extremely anxious. He must evacuate to the edge of the tribe quickly, not to attract more monks to besiege him, otherwise he would have to escape alone.

Glancing at the fight in the air, it became more urgent. The handsome young man could only retreat and fight at the same time. It was difficult to resist. Once he was defeated or escaped, the cold man could draw out his hand and kill without mercy!

Yang Qing couldn't protect others, and he himself couldn't escape.

Huo Die had no time to nod. If he didn't protect the dull young man, he could still have the energy to help Yang Qing. He didn't dare to be distracted at all at this moment.

"Ding ding ding!"

The furious expressions of the five Zifu Realm monks did not diminish at all. Seeing that Yang Qing was almost unable to resist, they used all their strength to attack with their imperial weapons.

"If you dare to steal a woman from me, you won't even be able to catch it, and you will cut it into pieces and feed it to the monsters!"

Amidst the angry curses, Yang Qing and his group escaped from the open space and entered the housing area!

The monks on both sides were overjoyed!

"With the obstacles of the house, let's see if you can escape."

The roads between the houses are not wide, and various types of ruins are piled up, which will affect the speed of escape. The dozen or so monks who attacked with their weapons thought happily in their hearts.

"Even if you cast a spell, you can still use your house to block it!"

Yang Qing's tense heartstrings relaxed slightly. What he was most worried about was that the five Purple Mansion Realm monks in front of him took turns casting spells. It was difficult to break the spells with just the long sticks they had.

"Let's go!"

Yang Qing's spiritual consciousness transmitted the sound, and the force of the long stick increased, knocking the five magic weapons away, and the speed of retreat increased.

Huo Die and others are all on defense, and would rather be injured than slow down!

"Huh? You've come back to your senses, kill me."

The five Zifu Realm monks were shocked, secretly knowing that things seemed to have changed!

Several other monks were blocked by the house and gathered together with the five people to attack Yang Qing.

"Ding ding ding!"

Yang Qing felt the pressure increase sharply. He did not retreat on his own initiative at all, but because of the force on the long stick, which made him slide.

The seven fire butterflies were no longer attacked, and their escape speed increased.

"Ouch!"

The low roar in his throat brought out blood, and the injuries that had been half repaired gradually worsened.

The attacks of more than ten people were too frequent. If it weren't for the houses to resist, Yang Qing would not have time to stop them!

"You go quickly, you must ensure his safety!"

Huo Die solemnly gave instructions to the six women, and then used the fiery red sword in her hand to share the attack for Yang Qing!

"Woo!"

The long stick turned into a light gray light curtain to protect him in front of him, and more than ten magic weapons struck it like raindrops!

The muscles all over Yang Qing's body were trembling, trying their best to share the force.

My arms can't stop being numb!

"Whoosh!"

Two attacks leaped over Yang Qing's head, trying to take advantage of Yang Qing's back, which had lost the protection of several monks!

Without using any words to signal, Fire Butterfly had already clung to Yang Qing's back, dancing with the sword in his hand to break the attack!

"Buzz!"

Yang Qing's body trembled continuously, rubbing against Fire Butterfly's soft body.

The two of them felt strange at this critical moment.

This affected the fight, but neither of them tried to stop them, and they inadvertently got closer to each other.

At this time, the dull young man and the six female cultivators had escaped more than twenty feet, and their speed had increased.

"You bitch and a bitch, do you need to make room for you?"

The eyes of the five Zifu Realm monks were burning, "Don't worry about Zhen Yuan, just kill him."

"Chichi!"

The five Zifu Realm monks withdrew their magic weapons one after another and prepared spells while shouting angrily!

"Ouch..."

The pressure on the dancing stick was greatly reduced, and it became easier to retreat. Just as he was about to fend off the other magic weapons and dodge, he felt that his waist was wrapped around the fire butterfly's slender legs.

The whole fire butterfly has been hung on Yang Qing's body, and a ten-foot talisman appeared in each of his hands!

"Pfft, pfft"

Two feet of talismans turned into ashes, and two layers of fiery red barriers appeared instantly.

Covering the two of them, it moves with the body.

Just when Yang Qing was surprised and defensive, and wondered why Fire Butterfly was hanging on his body like this, an animal skin talisman appeared in Fire Butterfly's hand.

The fiery red true essence surged out of the small palm and gathered into the animal skin talisman!

Yang Qing didn't know whether the fire butterfly was wrapped around him because he couldn't be distracted, or whether he wanted to use his body as an attack from behind.

"Chichi!"

The light on the animal skin talisman gradually brightens as the true energy is injected into it.

Each of the five Purple Mansion Realm monks have fired their spell attacks!

"Woo!"

The violence in the monster's red pupils surged, and the light curtain transformed into a ten-gun long stick became even more solid!

The two-layer defensive barrier and the dancing long stick gave Yang Qing enough time to dodge even if he couldn't resist the five spells.

As long as the high-level magic ritual in Fire Die's hand is completed, most of these ten people can be killed!

Others barely survived but were seriously injured!

"Ouch..."

At this time, Yang Qing had a little space to feel the softness of the two masses squeezing his back.

The body leaned back and retreated violently!

"boom!"

The two layers of the barrier were shattered, and the five spells were weakened by seven points. After bombarding the light gray light curtain transformed by the long stick Shijun, they suddenly dispersed.

Yang Qing only felt tingling in his fingers and wrists, and his retreat speed increased again!

"Damn it! Get out!"

Except for the five Zifu Realm monks, the other monks saw the animal skin talisman that was devouring the true essence at a rapid speed. They swallowed their saliva, gave up the attack and fled from here, chasing and robbing other monks.

The faces of the five Purple Mansion Realm monks all changed. They each took out a magic talisman and tried to kill Yang Qing before the animal skin magic talisman was completed. However, they did not dare to take the risk. They all swayed and took a detour.

Chasing the dull young men!

"Oops!"

Yang Qing's heart thumped. He didn't have time to put down the fire butterfly. He put away the long stick and took out the simple knife, and ran towards the dull young people who were five or ten feet tall!

The five Purple Mansion Realm monks dispersed to two places. They could catch up with one party, but they were unable to intercept the other party.

"Chichi!"

Fire Butterfly stops injecting real energy to prevent the magic talisman from activating independently!

Yang Qing ran extremely fast, and his back was bumpy. Fire Butterfly hugged Yang Qing's neck, and his cheeks turned red.

"Yang Qing, all this is because of you, he said I will kill you!"

Hysterical roars suddenly sounded in the tribe, echoing through the tribe like thunder.

The fighting in the air has undergone tremendous changes. A handsome young man, a strong female cultivator, and 'Elder Xie' gathered together, and they were also escaping. They were wrapped in various defensive barriers, and the talismans were crushed one after another.

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"Boom!"

The cold man surrounded him with fireball, wooden needle, angry flame, falling stone, spinning blade and other low and mid-level spells. The spells attacked the defensive barrier and shattered it layer by layer. The two monks each

High-level spells and spells are brewing.

Their respective killing moves and life-saving items are no longer retained!

Below the place of fighting, no one dared to stay. It has become ruins and then turned into a sea of ​​fire!

"I'm waiting!"

Yang Qing didn't look back, and said violently in his heart, his heartstrings tightening, he must stay away from the tribe when the fighting ends.

The fire butterfly on its back glanced sideways into the air, with a fierce look on its flushed face. It pressed its body against Yang Qing's broad back to reduce the burden of running.

"None of you can run away. If you become that bastard's concubine, you have to let me play with you first!"

The five monks in the Purple Mansion Realm spoke viciously and pursued them with their royal weapons!

Ruowu, Yue Ning and others found out that the five people were pursuing them. They were panicked and anxious. They ran away with their weapons close to the ground. They did not dare to raise the level to reduce the obstacles to escape. That would attract more monks to pursue them. They could only hope that Yang

Qing was able to come and save them!

After chasing and escaping like this, they soon left the tribe's illusory formation and arrived outside the tribe.

The five Zifu Realm monks were only a hundred feet away from the dull young man and the others. They were attacking the dull young people who were hiding under rocks and trees. They still had to worry about the consequences of Yang Qing's bow and arrow!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Yang Qing was carrying a large living person on his back with great flexibility, even stepping on rocks, and was about to meet up with a few people.

"Fire Butterfly, keep running away for a while, don't get entangled by them in anger."

Yang Qing's spiritual consciousness transmitted the message and said cautiously. At this time, the rocks and trees could hide their figures, which also prevented him from shooting the five Zifu Realm monks with his bow.

After saying that, he vomited out a mouthful of dark red blood, which he kept holding in his chest, mixed with a little bit of underworld energy!

"Are you... okay?"

Huo Die asked worriedly. He wanted to wipe the blood stained on the tiger stripes, but then retracted.

"It's okay, remember?"

"Um!"