Chapter 178: My Lord will not serve

On a dense forest less than ten miles from the Infant Soul Peak, a group of people stood with their swords and looked at the mountain lingering in the distance.

"The bastards from the Evil Soul Sect have created quite a lot of formations, and even I don't dare to rush in..."

The person who said this was the member of the Blood Sword Studio, "Dianhong". Although the latter has reached the ninth level of foundation building and is ranked among the strong foundation building experts of the Blood Heaven Continent, he is surrounded by a group of elite high-level monks from Longhu Town, but he dare not underestimate the danger ahead.

Everyone has experienced the methods of the Evil Soul Sect!

Fight alone, the Evil Soul Sect's ambushing method is hard to defend, not to mention that there are countless Evil Soul Sect masters spread across this radius of ten miles.

"yes."

Xuelou stood beside Yihong and sighed with emotion:

"Even if we can forcibly enter the Secret Realm of Death, I am worried that when we come out of the Secret Realm, we will be more likely to be defeated by each one. By then, the entire army will be wiped out and there will be no room for recovery."

"That may not be."

The Ghost Skeleton King smiled:

"Xuelou, you just lost the sword formation. I have no objection to pessimistic views, but just because the group of mobs in the Evil Soul Sect want to leave others behind, is it over?"

"What do you mean?" Xuelou's tone sank.

"Okay, okay, let's say less, don't forget that we have a common enemy." Hearing the tit-for-tat smell of gunpowder in the two of them, Yihong hurried out to smooth things out:

"I know you have had a feud before, and it's been a long time since you're here, so it's time to let go... Ghost King, don't forget that we still have tasks."

"snort!"

The Ghost Skeleton King heard the next half of the sentence "Bloody" and turned his face to the side without hesitation.

What kind of person is Xuelou?

How could even threaten the ninth-level master Feng Xian, who even dared to threaten, give up his dignity and pride because he lost the sword formation? He left the words "I am not serving you yet", and summoned the flying sword directly, turned his head and left, without giving Hong and others the chance to keep it, and turned into a flying geese.

"Ghost King!"

Yihong frowned and glared fiercely: "There is no Xuelou sword formation to complement each other and no one to support us. Do you think we have a place to gain a foothold when we come out?"

"Brother Yidao, you can't blame the Ghost King."

At this moment, a man flashed out from the crowd. A pair of exaggerated spotted eyebrows looked particularly impressive, but the eyes were a little bit obscene and gloomy.

"Xuelou had suffered a loss in the hands of the 'dead', the leader of the Seven Evil Soul Sect, and died once. He vowed to kill this person before not advancing to the ninth level. This time he fell from outside the Infant Soul Peak, losing the Eighteen Sword Formation of Cold Light, and his strength was greatly reduced... I don't think he wanted to join this operation very much, but he just took advantage of the Ghost King's words to leave deliberately."

"……good……"

Others nodded:

"With Xuelou's current strength, he definitely won't want to kill him for a second time with the deceased Evil Soul Sect."

The Ghost Skeleton King was upset:

"This turtle is getting more and more cunning now."

“What to do now?”

"Forget it, it's nothing to lose a snow tower. Anyway, the formation of the poisonous farmers in the Five Elements Sect is high-end..." Everyone carried out another illusionist at the ninth level of foundation building.

A group of people didn't notice it at all. Not far from a group of people, in the deep dense leaf forest, a pair of eyes were silently hidden in the trunks, dull, but from time to time, a series of shrewd spirits flashed, quietly peeking at the words and actions of the group...

"I said who is it? Even killing my brothers from the Evil Soul Sect, it turns out that the famous Blood Sword Studio has sent people here... Ghost King, Yihong, these two are also pretty good enemies. Unfortunately, there are quite a few people from my Evil Soul Sect this time. I want to see who of you dares to break into the formation."

Just as the mysterious man was secretly peeking, some small situations occurred on the side of the Infant Soul Peak.

"Where did the bat come from..."

“There are also there.”

Infant Soul Peak is a post-war ruin, something that is rarely covered. It is very appropriate to fly scattered bats in the desolate night. However, when there are more and more bats in the night sky, it still aroused the alertness of many monks:

"Why do I look like a Black Wind Bat!"

"Farting, the Black Wind Bat is on the Black Wind Nest, more than two hundred miles away from here, far away..."

Bats in groups of three or three seemed to flap their wings consciously under the night sky, and obscure shock sounds sounded from time to time in the air.

Buzz!

The sound waves brushed through a scorched earth-like broken wall, and it actually sparked a piece of wolf smoke, slowly revealing a surprised face:

"I've been attacked!"

"Damn it!"

"It's the Black Wind Bat Demon's Sound Wave Bat! I'm exposed... there are players nearby." Under the night, there were more than one or two disciples of the Evil Soul Sect who were swept out by the Sound Wave Bat's Sound Wave Bat. The range of a mile was tortured by five or six people.

Several disciples of the Evil Soul Sect came from afar and swept away their divine thoughts. While shattering the sound wave bats flying wildly under the night, they were looking for players who released the sound wave bats.

The divine thoughts intertwined and overlapped to patrol the earth.

Nothing to find!

“Have you found it?”

"without……"

"It seems that I have encountered a master who is proficient in concealment."

"Recalling where the bats came from, we used group techniques to clear them all the way. I want to see who the sacred was sneaking to us..." A ninth-level foundation-building cultivator came over when he heard the news. Seeing a group of people looking for and ramming like headless flies, he made a loud suggestion.

"there!"

A group of people suddenly realized and pointed in the same direction.

Next second!

With that point as the center, the area with a diameter of 1,000 meters was bombarded by a group of people in a carpet style. The powerful magic fluctuations were frequent and dense, and the noise caused by the noise was clearly heard within ten miles.

pity……

Nothing was found.

"What are you making a fuss?"

"Since you can't catch it, don't bring people to embarrass you. You've exposed everyone's location in vain. Go back. He must be hiding near the Infant Soul Peak..." A female monk came over on a three-color ribbon and said in a condescending tone. She turned her head and left.

A group of people were as obedient as if they were, and they really returned to their original place to hide!

Seeing that the disciples of the Evil Soul Sect returned to their posts and hid, Tianle felt a little relieved:

After merging with the Black Wind Bat Demon, the abilities obtained are vampire bats and sonic bats. The sound wave bats release countless sonic bats in one breath, and can overlap at most three layers of sonic attacks, which is 3,000 magic damage, which is not too high, but it is wonderful to disperse them for reconnaissance.

A group of disciples of the Evil Soul Sect were the sound waves scattered from the sound waves of the dispersed bats, which were so shocked that they were exposed...
Chapter completed!