Beiyin Great Sage

Zhou Jia has the trait of listening to the wind, and Fang Shi also has the ability to detect the surrounding situation.

When he sensed something was wrong, a sharp, ear-piercing sound also came from the middle of the city, spreading in all directions in an instant.

The dark aura in the distance was no longer hidden at all, and it rushed towards him.

"not good!"

"There are dark races!"

"Run away!"

"..."

In an instant, streams of light rose from Fangshi and flew in different directions.

There are even more black iron and ordinary people, like headless flies, rushing towards the surrounding mountains and forests with shouts and shouts.

"Don't run away!"

Someone yelled:

"Work together to resist and wait for support. This way you have the greatest chance of survival. Have you never been to the frontline battlefield?"

"Stop screaming." One person shook his head gently:

"There are seven levels. If you don't leave, you won't have a chance."

True.

With a seventh-level dark race, as long as there is no resistance at the same level, defeat is a foregone conclusion. Numbers are meaningless in the face of absolute strength.

And judging from the aura revealed in the distance, there is more than one seventh-level person.

You see, the monks who maintain order in the city have already given up resistance.

Zhou Jia rose into the air and looked around.

Under the dim and gloomy night sky, streaks of light swept out from below, enveloping three or five figures and flying in different directions.

The forest was swaying, and figures escaping below could be vaguely seen.

Unlike him who was alone, most of the monks fled in groups, heading toward the southwest, away from the atmosphere behind them.

but……

"wrong!"

Zhou Jia's eyes narrowed:

"It's a trap!"

Under the influence of Tingfeng's special characteristics, the place with the strongest dark aura was not the northeast, but the southwest where the largest number of people fled.

‘These dark ethnic groups have already secretly surrounded Fangshi and set traps, fearing that they will not let anyone go. ’

Just as his thoughts were turning, the dark ethnic group ambushing in the southwest opened its fangs and bit at the first few people to escape.

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

The deafening roar was mixed with some screams and wails, and the auras of the two silver masters disappeared on the spot.

"escape!"

"Run away!"

The roar continued.

Zhou Jia shook his head secretly.

For countless years, facing the attacks of darkness, the Tianyuan Alliance has focused on self-protection, and the boundaries of the Ancient God Realm have been retreating again and again.

If things go on like this, the monks of the Tianyuan League will habitually avoid fighting and be timid when facing the dark races.

Just like now!

When the dark race gained the upper hand, many monks just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible, and there was almost no decent resistance.

Many thoughts passed through his mind instantly, and Zhou Jia's figure also moved.

"Uh-huh!"

He did not choose another direction, but flew towards the source star, while lowering his body and condensing his breath to prevent being noticed.

…………

"Master Qigu."

A dark ethnic group with a sarcoma on his back appeared in mid-air, lowered his head and said:

"The ambush has been set, and the seventh-level man is heading in the predetermined direction. As long as he steps into the trap, he will never come back."

"hey-hey……"

"I didn't expect that the person in charge of Fangshi would be Dafangjian Sun Buyao. He has killed many of our ethnic groups."

Qi Gu stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes flashing with strange light, as if he had a panoramic view of the huge battlefield. His expression did not change when he heard this:

"Black iron and mortals cannot achieve greatness. Silver is the foundation. Killing one Sun Bu Yao is better than killing a hundred thousand black iron."

"The Mother Emperor has ordered that within a hundred years our frontline must advance thirty thousand miles. No matter what, the Yunping Mountains will be shrouded in darkness."

"Huh?"

"What's wrong?" The sarcoma clan raised his head.

"Interesting." Qigu narrowed his eyes:

"Someone is actually coming this way. I really don't know whether to live or die."

"oh!"

Sarcoma smiled gloomily:

"It happens that my subordinate's hands are itchy, so I want to play with him."

He did not doubt the other party's words. Although he was a seventh-grade person and Qi Gu was only a sixth-grade person, the other party was a legendary species and possessed supernatural powers.

In some aspects, it far exceeds the seventh level!

"No need."

Qi Gu shook his head:

"It's just a fourth-level silver. Just let a few servants pass by. Well... He dares to peep here. He must be a fool."

As he spoke, he waved his hand gently.

Several figures immediately flew out beside him and rushed towards the direction indicated.

…………

"Discovered?"

Zhou Jia, who was sneaking close to the dense forest, frowned and looked up into the distance.

After being chased by Di Fu, he had paid special attention to practicing the breath gathering technique in these years, and he had learned a lot, but he didn't want to be easily seen through again.

Still in this messy atmosphere.

‘There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. You really can’t underestimate others! ’

Shaking his head, he lightly stroked his body with his fingers and spoke the truth:

"Wind and Thunder Mirror!"

"now!"

The sound falls.

The surrounding forces gather together.

The source of power turned into an ancient bronze mirror. The mirror surface was as smooth as water. It was refracted by the light in the void, showing the distant scene.

This is a little skill in the Book of Wind and Thunder, which allows you to see distant scenes.

The mirror surface rippled and then two figures appeared.

One of them was nearly ten feet tall, with a huge sarcoma on his back. He looked very ugly and was looking around cautiously with squinted eyes.

The other person has a handsome face, a slender figure, a horn several inches long on his forehead, and a pair of eyes whose depth is difficult to discern.

As if he noticed something, the handsome man tilted his head slightly, his eyes as deep as the sea suddenly glowed with a cold light.

"Peng!"

"Um!"

Zhou Jia leaned back, the magic mirror in front of him shattered into countless pieces, and even the source of power in his body seemed to be out of control for a moment.

When I came back to my senses, I couldn't help but secretly praise:

"What a powerful visual method. The source star should be on this person. He has a sixth-level cultivation and a seventh-level guardian. It seems that there is no chance today."

After sighing softly, knowing that it was difficult to obtain the Source Star, Zhou Jia did not sigh deeply, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and decisively turned around and fled.

Not to mention the seventh level.

Even if it is the sixth level, he has no confidence.

What's more, you can tell from the aura of that handsome man that he is definitely not an ordinary sixth-level man.

To be able to have a seventh-level strong man guarding you, he might have some special bloodline or a unique identity among the dark races.

Just remember the appearance for now and make plans later.

"Uh-huh!"

"Swish!"

The field was in chaos, with fighting all over the place for hundreds of miles, figures intertwined, and streams of light colliding with each other in the air.

Zhou Jia hid himself among them, transforming into a Tianpeng and flying forward. He did not dare to attract too much attention, but relying on Tingfeng's characteristics and perfect body skills, the pursuers behind him were still gradually thrown away and gradually approached the outside of the battlefield.

"Brother Zhou!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the side:

"Now that you're here, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"It's you!" Zhou Jia tilted his head and moved his eyes slightly:

"Hou Heng!"

The person who came was clearly Hou Heng, but what was different from before was that now Hou Heng's body was covered with strange black lines, and his aura had changed drastically.

The cold and strange aura seemed to swallow everything.

It was also because of this that Zhou Jia did not discover him.

"it's me."

Looking at Zhou Jia, Hou Heng licked the corners of his mouth with a ferocious look on his face:

"At that time, I invited Brother Zhou to go to Fenggu with me, but the trip failed. Hou Mou has been feeling regretful. I didn't expect to meet him again here today."

"It seems that you will not be able to escape after all!"

"Well……"

Zhou Jia turned into a stream of light, passing through several fighting battlefields, leaping towards the periphery, and said at the same time:

"So, Brother Hou has already surrendered to the Dark Mother Queen, and the original trip was a trap?"

"All things will eventually perish, but darkness will last forever." Hou Heng followed behind unhurriedly, as if he was not worried about Zhou Jia being able to escape, and said calmly:

"The Tianyuan Alliance is acting like a chariot, and it will inevitably be destroyed sooner or later. Hou is just following the general trend."

"Where is Bai Lingxiao?" Zhou Jia asked:

"Is he also a believer of the Dark Queen?"

"Not bad." Hou Heng grinned:

"A dying person, what's the use of asking so many questions? Do you still want to report it to the Tianyuan Alliance? Unfortunately, you no longer have that chance."

"Yeah!"

Zhou Jia soared into the sky and landed lightly on the top of a low mountain outside Lixukai. He looked at the other party:

"Brother Hou is very confident in himself."

"I know that your spiritual speech skills are extremely good, and the Wind and Thunder Book is even more powerful." Hou Heng turned into a black light and approached in a flash, saying:

"A few months ago, Hou would have thought he was not as good as himself, but now..."

"boom!"

A violent and terrifying aura emerged from Hou Heng's body, and the powerful aura instantly pushed away the air, even causing a strange phenomenon similar to void distortion.

Level five!

And instead of entering the fifth level for the first time, it looks like it is approaching the sixth level.

After blood-sacrificing seven silver comrades, especially two fifth-level ones, Hou Heng received a generous gift from the Dark Mother Queen, and his strength increased by leaps and bounds.

"Those with the surname Zhou, please die!"

He knew that Zhou Jia was good at the wind and thunder source technique, but he had never heard that he was proficient in close combat, so he dodged and rushed within a hundred feet.

"Crash..."

A white bone whip like a spine emerged from his hand. It swelled in the wind, became as long as a few inches in the blink of an eye, and then fell off at the head.

"boom!"

Fifth level silver, powerful enough to split the sea.

With just one thrust, the low mountain, which was a hundred feet high, burst into pieces and exploded on the spot, as if it contained countless tons of explosives.

Zhou Jia's figure was hidden among them, flying towards the outside of the battlefield.

"Want to leave?"

Hou Heng sneered:

"Leave me alone!"

The bone whip hovered in the air and turned into a huge ring. A terrifying suction force emerged from the ring, locking Zhou Jia in place.

"die!"

A low whistle.

White bones suddenly appeared out of thin air, wrapping around Zhou Jia's figure and pulling him into the ring.

The ring is like the mouth of a monster, filled with ferocious fangs. When countless sharp points are wrapped inwards, the human figure is torn into pieces.

"hey-hey……"

Hou Heng grinned, just about to feel proud, when his expression suddenly changed.

"Certainly!"

A figure appeared behind him, holding a thunder ax staff and whispering truth.

"thunder!"

"boom!"

Dazzling thunder emerged from the tip of the Thunder Ax Staff, blasting out a beam of light that was several miles long in the air.

Hou Heng.

Located exactly in the center of the light beam, the stagnant figure gradually distorted in the lightning and almost disappeared.

"Um?"

Putting away the Thunder Ax Staff, Zhou Jia raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Phoenix Blood Blacksteel!"

However, Hou Heng, who was struck by the thunder, was surprisingly unharmed, and a huge shield appeared in his hand, which stopped the thunder.

Such a violent lightning failed to hurt him at all.

"otherwise?"

Hou Heng leaned out from behind the shield and shrugged:

"Since I have such a good thing on hand, why wouldn't I use it?"

"Too!"

Zhou Jia nodded:

"So, these are your methods?"

"enough."

Hou Heng's eyes contracted:

"I want to see where you can escape now!"

Zhou Jia raised his head and saw that at some point, the void around him was filled with white bones, and the bones intertwined together to form a huge cage.

Trapped the two of them.

Um!

Two people.