National Luck: At the beginning of the game, 1.4 billion people help me build a foundation

High in the air.

Xia Qingcheng and Huoya Zhenren were fighting inextricably.

Half of the sky was dyed crimson by the terrifying number of fire crows.

Although the fire crows have a single attack method, their power is not low. Every time hundreds of fire crows attack at the same time, a rain of fire slants out.

"Xuanming Mirror!"

Xia Qingcheng took out a mirror magic weapon, resisted the rain of fire in front of him, rushed into the group of fire crows, and killed more than ten fire crows in a row with his sword.

Seeing this, the other fire crows scattered one after another.

"Xiao Nizi, you can't do anything to me."

The fire crow master was very proud. He patted the spirit beast bag on his waist, and a dozen more fire crows immediately flew out to fill the gap.

"Damn it, how many fire crows does this guy have? Can't he kill them all?"

Xia Qingcheng looked solemn.

She has killed more than a hundred fire crows, but the opponent can take out the same number of fire crows as she killed every time.

It seems like an inexhaustible supply.

Those fire crows are not afraid of death, and they are like an iron wall next to the real fire crow.

Once she wants to attack the Fire Crow Master, the Fire Crows will self-destruct to stop her, buying time for the Fire Crow Master to distance themselves.

"Mu Chen, this battle is destined to be lost. You alone cannot reverse the current disadvantage."

"We must escape as soon as possible!"

On the Dragon Kingdom side, a group of think tank members gave their opinions.

"I know."

Muchen nodded, feeling heavy. Even if the think tank didn't remind him, he knew this very well.

He couldn't stop the four free-spirited cultivators alone.

Even if he can block it, so what, everyone else is at a disadvantage.

Unable to control the small black sword, he would not be able to kill enemies quickly.

Others may fail at any time.

By then, he will face more and more enemies.

"Then let's go."

Muchen hesitated for a moment and made a decision.

"There is one more thing you must do before you go."

"What's up?"

"The flying cassock of the demon monk must be destroyed, otherwise even if you escape, you will definitely be caught up by the enemy."

This is the conclusion reached by members of the think tank after analyzing the situation on the field.

Those wild cultivators will never let anyone off the Tianlan Sect side.

Otherwise, once the news leaks out, they will face the wrath of the huge giant Tianlan Sect.

None of the wild cultivators had the confidence to escape from the hands of a powerful person in the Golden Core Realm.

Once they find out that Muchen wants to escape, they will definitely send out men to pursue him.

One of them will definitely use the flying cassock of the demon monk. As long as that magic weapon is there, no one can escape!

"Yes, that thing must be destroyed."

Muchen looked not far away, and at this time the evil dragon demon monk was teaming up with another demon cultivator to deal with Feng Xiaoxiao.

Feng Xiaoxiao was surrounded by many various talismans, relying on these talismans to support him.

Whoosh!

A flash of sword energy flashed through.

The evil dragon demon monk was startled and hurriedly escaped.

"Why is this guy here? Why are the Li brothers so useless? Even together they can't defeat a baby."

The evil dragon demon monk said angrily.

"Let's deal with this little baby."

The four free men on Ye Xiu's side noticed the movement here, looked at each other, and two of them went straight to Muchen.

The other two went to Huang Tianhu's side.

Seeing this scene, Muchen sighed, it seemed that Huang Tianhu was in danger.

"Do you still have the thunder talisman?"

Muchen looked at Feng Xiaoxiao and said in a voice message.

"Yes! But in this situation, I have no chance to use the Thunder Talisman."

Feng Xiaoxiao responded with a bitter look on his face.

"I'm here to hold them back. You quickly use the thunder talisman to attack the demon monk first and destroy the wind-moving cassock on him. Otherwise, none of us can escape."

Muchen raised his sword and stopped in front of the four wild cultivators.

Feng Xiaoxiao was hesitant when he saw this scene.

Although the Thunder Talisman is a powerful weapon, the casting time is too long. During this period, she has no ability to resist. Once Muchen fails to block the four people, she will definitely die!

Even if you stop casting spells midway, you will suffer backlash and lose your ability to resist.

"Quick, don't waste time. I won't last long. If you really have to wait until I'm done, do you think you can escape?"

Muchen shouted loudly without looking back.

Feng Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth, took out a talisman covered with lightning patterns, and began to cast a spell.

"Then what is Xiaonizi using?"

"She can't be allowed to continue."

"Stop her!"

These wild cultivators were all veterans with rich combat experience. They realized something was wrong as soon as they saw Feng Xiaoxiao's actions.

The four people immediately separated into two and went straight to Feng Xiaoxiao.

"Your opponent is me!"

Muchen's figure flashed and stopped the two of them.

"court death!"

One of the casual cultivators slashed at Muchen.

Muchen did not dodge and let the big knife hit his shoulder.

"so hard!"

The sword-wielding casual cultivator originally thought that this blow would cut the opponent in half, and it would be difficult for anyone to make an inch forward with just one cut into the shoulder.

"boom!"

At the same time as the big knife was slashing, Muchen also punched out, sending the sword-wielding cultivator flying away.

"it hurts!"

Muchen frowned and quickly ran the Ten Thousand Life Technique to repair the injury.

Another person has also attacked, opening his mouth to spit out a ball of will-o'-the-wisp, and the flames are surging and rolling towards him.

The Tianyu Sword in Muchen's hand swung out several sword energies and slashed at the will-o'-the-wisp.

However, the will-o'-the-wisp absorbs these sword energies and its power remains undiminished.

Seeing this scene, Muchen had an idea and took out the frost sword that the little fat man had given him previously.

As soon as the ice sword energy came out, the will-o'-the-wisp was finally eliminated.

"Fortunately, I have this sword. The magic weapon that Little Fatty and his sister picked is really good."

Muchen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, even though the Frost Sword was not as good as the Tianyu Sword in terms of quality.

But when it comes to dealing with flames, the Frost Sword is obviously better.

Fighting among monks often emphasizes a restraint relationship. If one party restrains the other party in all aspects of magic weapons and techniques, it is normal for the weak to defeat the strong.

"Come together, don't give this kid a chance."

Before the evil dragon demon monk finished speaking, the three of them took action together.

Logically speaking, this situation should be avoided.

Look for opportunities and attack them.

But behind Muchen was Feng Xiaoxiao who was casting a spell, so there was no way to avoid him.

"It seems I can only use it."

Muchen gritted his teeth and now he didn't care whether the demon corpse's matter was exposed.

A ghostly figure appeared beside him and pounced on a wild cultivator.

"Why is there one more person?"

The three wild cultivators were startled, but they did not notice anyone approaching.

"It's just a refined corpse."

The evil dragon monk noticed something strange about the demon corpse and found that it was just a corpse.

This gave them a sigh of relief.

When a person suddenly appeared, they thought it was some kind of expert.

One of the three wild cultivators was entangled by the demon corpse, and the remaining evil dragon demon monk and the other wild cultivator rushed over.

Muchen waved his sword energy one after another, like raindrops.

Just to delay it a little longer.

The struggle between the two sides is inextricable.

No matter who wanted to break through the defense line, they were blocked by Muchen's sword.

"This kid is really difficult to deal with."

The evil dragon demon monk said with an ugly expression.

He and another wild cultivator tried their best, but they still couldn't take down the kid in front of them in a short time.