Before the empress goes dark, adopt her as a villain

The expressions of the other three people changed when they heard this, and they turned around and ran away!

At this point, no one cares about anyone else, just survive first!

Tantaiying was a little panicked, raised her hand to call out a lotus platform, and was about to step on it and fly away.

Only monks above Nascent Soul who have entered the Nine Realms of Immortal Dao can fly in the air. The rest of the cultivators must rely on magic weapons that can carry people.

Ning Wuxie ran up to her, took one look at her, and pulled her down!

"What are you doing?!" Tantaiying was startled, frowned and scolded.

"Look at the top of your head!" Ning Wuxie ignored her, left a few words and continued running away.

Tantaiying looked up and realized that she was not the only one who thought of using the flying magic weapon to escape.

Countless cultivators, with flying swords or gourds on their feet, soared into the sky from the woods, fleeing in panic from the terrifying beast tide.

However, among the monsters, there are not only the beasts on the ground, but also the ferocious birds above!

Moreover, these ferocious birds are the leading wave in the beast tide!

Sure enough, the monk above his head had just taken off and before he accelerated, he felt the murderous aura coming from behind him. When he looked back, he saw countless raptors and flying snakes with wings several feet wide, rushing towards him with open mouths and sharp claws!

The screams one after another resounded through the mountains and forests, and it seemed like blood was raining from the sky, and broken arms and limbs fell from time to time!

Tantaiying's face was full of shock, she put away the lotus throne and looked at Ning Wuxie.

Ning Wuxie had already led Xuan'er several tens of meters away! Leave everyone far behind.

Tantaiying moved her long legs and quickly chased after him.

There is something about this Ning Wuxie. If you follow him, you might have a chance of survival!

"Hahahaha, you ants, you brought this on yourself!"

Mo Xiang's domineering and crazy shouting sounded again above his head.

From the joy revealed in his words, Ning Wuxie could guess that many cultivators must have died!

"Three old dogs, I think whoever dares to save or take action will start a war against me, Lanyuan Country!"

Mo Xiang roared angrily.

He is repaying others with his own way. Just now the ancestors of the three families said that they have no right to manage the cultivators below, so now that he has released a wave of beasts, they also have no right to interfere!

Who would have thought that this old demon king could hide such a trick! There were so many monsters gathered!

Monster beasts are different from the monster clan. They still belong to the category of wild beasts. They have low intelligence and low-level bloodline.

Even if Mo Xiang uses his own demon king's bloodline, it will be difficult to command so many demonic beasts! Such a large-scale beast tide can almost destroy a small country!

There is another possibility, and that is Baize's fetus!

He used Bai Ze's bloodline to command monsters within a thousand miles radius!

In the sky at the edge of the mountain forest, there are three immortal old men suspended in the air, standing in the sky.

"I didn't expect that Mo Xiang actually hid this trick!" The old man in the middle had a lean face and a murderous look on his face.

He was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, with the word "人" embroidered in gold thread on his left chest.

He is one of the Supreme Elders from the Human Sect!

On his left and right sides were a white-faced old man wearing luxurious and exquisite blue scholar's robes, and an old man wearing coarse white pajamas.

The ancestor from Confucianism also had an angry look on his face and clenched his fists. But the Patriarch of Hermitage Valley, who was wearing pajamas, looked at him furtively with his usual face.

He represents the Hermit Valley and doesn't care at all how many cultivators will die under the beast tide.

No matter who gets the baby, it doesn't matter to Hermit Valley.

What he is more concerned about is that the Confucian scholar named Meng Cangran sneaked into the Hermit Valley not long ago...

Where there are Confucian disciples, great things often happen. He was very curious about what Confucianists wanted to achieve in this great opportunity of the birth of a mythical beast.

"Dong Fangbai, Brother Chen is filled with indignation. I can understand, after all, most of the people below are human cultivators."

"But why are you so anxious? Look at how you can't sit still!"

The ancestors of Hermit Valley are like old naughty boys. Not only do they have strange dressing styles, but they also speak in weird ways.

The Confucian ancestor who was called Dong Fangbai was stunned and retorted: "Of course I feel sad for my human cultivator, how can I be as cold-blooded and ruthless as you, Zhou Wuling!"

Zhou Wuleng showed disdain and stopped talking.

Chen Tiange, the elder of the Renzong who stood in the center, remained silent, thinking that the two old enemies were starting to fight again.

It’s no wonder that the Confucian worldly thinking and the Hermit Valley’s worldly thinking are so different that they dislike each other.

He didn't know about Confucianism's plan to send Meng Cangran, he just thought it was another quarrel between two old enemies.

Dong Fangbai continued to look at the mountains and forests in the distance. From this angle, the front line of the beast tide that rolled up huge dust and smoke was hundreds of miles long, sweeping through the mountains and forests outside Wufeng Valley in a mighty manner.

As the beasts charged, the trees fell, and the monk's magical power lit up as he counterattacked, then quickly dissipated!

Not only that, there are countless raptors and monsters hovering in the sky, rushing farther and attacking the lone cultivators in the sky and on the ground!

The average strength of the monsters is not strong, but they are so fierce that they are not afraid of death, and they even gather in groups!

Dong Fangbai's heart dropped. Not only could he not be able to retrieve Bai Ze's essence and blood to cure Ying Yan this time, but he might even get involved with Meng Cangran!

And the most terrible thing is that he can't save him yet!

Meng Cangran, you must survive...otherwise how can I explain to your master!

His powerful spiritual consciousness reached out and anxiously searched for Meng Cangran's location in the entire mountain forest...

Xuan'er's legs and feet couldn't run fast, so Ning Wuxie simply picked her up and ran quickly through the mountains and forests.

He used the spirit sword and followed behind him. Once he sensed the approach of a demon beast, he would kill it immediately!

As he ran farther and farther, the number of demon beasts chasing him gradually decreased.

The monks ran out in a fan shape, and the beast tide became more and more scattered.

Ning Wuxie slowed down and gradually stopped.

Xuan'er was still curled up in his arms, reaching out to pull his clothes, her eyes closed, and her face was nervous.

Feeling Ning Wuxie's speed slowing down, she opened her eyes.

"It's okay, Xuan'er, come down."

But Ning Wuxie just put Xuan'er down, and immediately felt something approaching behind him!

The spirit sword came in an instant with a trace of sword intent, and the sword energy it brought swept away the weeds on the ground around it!

"It's me! Tan Taiying!" A panicked cry came from behind the tree, and Ning Wuxie controlled the spirit sword to stop in the air immediately.

Tan Taiying slowly walked out from behind the tree, looking frightened.

The attack of the spirit sword just now was so terrifying that she, a Jindan realm, was scared!

And his reaction was too fast. After such a long journey, how could he still have such a strong will to counterattack immediately? !

If I was a second slower just now, I would have been seriously injured by his sword!

"Is it you?" Ning Wuxie made a puzzled sound and looked at Tan Tai Tan Tai Ying, and then his eyes became strange.

At this time, Tan Tai Ying had lost her cold temperament when she first met, but was in a mess!

Her simple and elegant knight costume was tattered, some of which were scratched by branches, and some were attacked by monsters, leaving blood-red wounds.

Her originally flowing hem was torn off, revealing her round and tight thighs wrapped in breeches, and her top was also damaged, revealing pieces of snow-white.

Even the front was loosened during the running, and the snow-white roundness was exposed, rising and falling with her breathing.

It can be seen that her physique is not very good. In order to keep up with Ning Wuxie, she ran until her face was red and she was panting.

The veil covering her face was blown by her, and her facial features could be vaguely seen. She was indeed extremely beautiful.

Feeling Ning Wuxie's gaze, Tan Taiying hurriedly pulled the collar of her clothes and wrapped it tightly around her chest: "What are you looking at, you pervert!"

This Ning Wuxie, although he talks about great principles very well, he is actually a pervert!

Tan Taiying blushed and remembered the scene of the movie she had seen with the photo ball.

As for why she bought the photo ball to watch, no one knows...

Ning Wuxie was stunned, pulled Xuan'er and turned away.

Now he can't see it anymore.

But as soon as he turned around, he heard a ripping sound behind him.

It sounded like the sound of clothes being torn. Tan Tai Xuan pulled too tightly, tearing the already tattered clothes into pieces...

Ning Wuxie instinctively turned his head, and immediately heard a hysterical scream from behind: "Don't turn around!"

"Xuan'er, this sister didn't say anything to you, you can turn your head..." Ning Wuxie said to Xuan'er who was also startled.

Xuan'er turned her head and exclaimed:

"Sister, where are your upper body clothes!"

"Xuan'er, can you lend your clothes to this sister first?"

Ning Wuxie took out a set of spare clothes prepared for Xuan'er from the storage ring and stood there scratching his heart.