Immortal Cultivation

These last few dozen monster beasts are all at the ninth level of Qi training, and they are also the most powerful dozens of monster beasts.

In the blink of an eye, they were all destroyed.

Even if there were thousands of monsters before, they would not pose any threat to Lin Yi.

Instead, too much time was wasted because of them.

Lin Yi walked towards them step by step.

These disciples looked at Lin Yi with more and more awe.

Lin Yi looked at the disciples. About 10% of them were slightly injured, and more than ten people were seriously injured. They were already within the formation.

Said: "Collect all the monsters."

The bodies of these monster beasts are treasures, and they cannot waste them.

As for Lin Yi, he doesn't have much interest in these.

When he was in the swamp, he had obtained the bodies of many foundation-building monsters. Compared with the monsters in the Qi-training stage, they seemed dispensable.

However, if the disciple here is not from the Biluo Sect, Lin Yi will not let him go.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

It's not like he doesn't have room for them. In the first level, Lin Yi got a lot of storage bags. He just had to put the physical bodies of these monster beasts into the storage bags and put them into the space bowl.

After arriving in this space, Lin Yi can enter the space bowl again.

"Yes, Senior Brother Lin!"

These disciples said excitedly, heading towards the corpses of the monster beasts.

However, they didn't dare to keep it for themselves, they just collected it and let Lin Yi handle it when the time comes.

The other three major sects finally breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the monster beast leave.

"Senior Brother Ghost Sword, forty-three disciples died in the hands of monsters, and many were seriously injured..."

puff!

Suddenly, Ghost Sword spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

"Senior Brother Ghost Sword, what's wrong with you?"

Ghost Sword waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.

Then he sat down cross-legged, took out a pill, and used his energy to heal his injuries.

The injury was initially getting better, but the fight with the monster made the injury worse.

Looking at Gui Dao who was healing his wounds with his eyes closed, Gui Mei said: "Don't disturb Brother Gui Dao's healing. While the monsters are gone, those who are injured should work hard to recover from their injuries. The disciples who are practicing formations should strengthen their formations... .”

As the second senior sister, Gui Mei stepped forward without hesitation and made careful arrangements when Gui Dao was unable to take charge.

The ghost is very powerful, but due to the existence of the ghost sword, she has to succumb to others in the sect.

This time when we came to Babel Tower, before setting off, the sect also let the Ghost Sword take the lead.

The Tianfeng Sword Sect's situation is slightly better than that of the Ghost Sect, but it's not much different.

If the Ghost Sword is not seriously injured, it is not certain who is better and who is worse.

But Jiu Shamen was not optimistic. More than fifty disciples died, and even more disciples were injured.

Dongfang Chen could only watch, but was powerless.

His body was completely covered in blood, and there was a deep scar on his arm.

"The monster is finally gone."

The moment the monsters left, these monks collapsed to the ground.

There are too many corpses of monsters here, as well as the corpses of monks.

One of the teams originally had hundreds of monks, but at this time, only a little more than half were left.

The others all died in the hands of the monsters, and this was only the past two hours.

The departure of the monster is not the end, but only the beginning.

There was only despair in their eyes. What should they do next?

There was no way they could survive unharmed in the hands of these monsters.

"We can't sit here and wait for death. We must find a way to leave, otherwise no one will survive."

"If you don't want to leave, you may go anywhere. If you leave the team, you will only die faster."

He was already very annoyed by what the monk said, so he glared at the monk and said.

"What I mean is that if you find other sects, even the five major sects, and join them, you will have a greater chance of survival."

Some monks' eyes lit up, but more monks did not hold out hope. How could the disciples of the five major sects let them join.

They hope to gain luck from them, not to mention who knows whether the number of monsters will change as the number of people increases.

More importantly, in order to avoid their own casualties, the monks of the five major sects will definitely push them out and help them, so that they will die faster and more painfully.

Another point is, after the monsters start to invade, are they still eligible to form a new team?

These are all unknowns.

Despite this, some monks still broke away from the team and went in different directions.

At least there is a glimmer of hope.

Staying here has no chance of survival.

At a certain location, disciples from four sects gathered together. If Lin Yi was there, he would be very familiar with some of the disciples.

They are the disciples of the Rogue Cultivators Alliance, Ziyun Sect, Luoxia Sect and Tianyun Sect.

Compared with the five major sects, the number of disciples from other sects who have entered the Babel Tower is still relatively small, and their strength is also weaker.

At the first level, many disciples were lost.

Although the four sects all want to get rid of each other and dominate that area.

But here, it is too dangerous and no one can be saved.

They finally decided to fight the invasion of monsters together.

After this battle, there were heavy losses.

His face was full of solemnity.

Lin Yi came to Qin Ling'er and said, "Ling'er, how is the formation?"

Qin Ling'er said confidently, "Even if the number of monsters doubles, they can't shake the Nine Palaces Formation."

Lin Yi nodded. He didn't care whether it was true or not.

As long as he could hold on for three days.

If the monsters in the future are still the same as before, Lin Yi won't worry at all.

These monsters will only become the test objects of the disciples of the Biluo Sect. As long as they are handled carefully, there should be no deaths.

Ding Ling'er said on the side, "Brother Lin, if there are monsters attacking next, I also want to go out to fight them."

Ding Ling'er was very depressed that she couldn't leave the formation before and stayed in the formation comfortably.

Lin Yi shook his head and said, "Junior Sister Ding, fighting with monsters is too dangerous. It's better to stay in the formation."

"Besides, Junior Sister Ling'er is in charge of the formation. She may need assistance. If everyone goes out, problems will occur and the formation will collapse. If you want to set up a nine-palace formation, you will have no chance."

Lin Yi didn't know if Qin Ling'er still had the nine-palace formation disk. He first stabilized Ding Ling'er.

But Ding Ling'er didn't give up easily and said, "Senior Brother Lin, there are so many brothers and sisters. My strength is not bad. There will be no danger."

"Besides, you also saw..."