The two powerful forces collided head-on.

It was like two huge iron stones colliding together, splashing out brilliant sparks. The protective divine light, spells, magic weapons, and the brilliance emitted by the collision of spiritual energy were the sparks, extremely powerful.

Beautiful and extremely tragic.

At this moment, Zhui'er's boiling blood suddenly cooled down. The lives died in front of his eyes, and the ones behind were still rushing forward bravely. Should life be so humble? These are all

Human beings who have been cultivating for thousands of years have gone through countless hardships and ups and downs to achieve this level of cultivation. Like me, they have grown up slowly through joy, sadness, confusion, and awakening again and again. They have all experienced

The lofty ambition to achieve enlightenment and become an immortal is now like a cheap magic weapon that has been pushed out and disappeared with a small spark in the collision. Is this the meaning of their lives?

With unspeakable emotions, Zhui'er rushed to the battlefield. The fierce fighting in front of him left him no time to think about it. In this space where the spiritual power was violently turbulent, the consciousness sent out would soon be shaken away, so even if

The monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul do not dare to use their spiritual consciousness to observe the surrounding situation at will. Everyone relies on their eyesight to find targets.

Although it is a close-quarters fight, the small battlefields where the two are fighting are at least a thousand feet apart. After all, this is a Nascent Soul-level melee. In such a battle, the well-trained red-clad law enforcement guards have an advantage.

He can always maintain his formation during advance and retreat, and maximize his combat power. Although the expanded battalion has been trained a lot, first of all, its combat will is uneven. No matter how hard it is trained, it is difficult to achieve the red uniform discipline.

The level of the guards was clearly reflected on the battlefield. The camp of the red-clad law enforcement guards was never disrupted by the monsters, while the other battalions gradually fell into a state of melee with the monsters' canines.

Zhui'er saw Qi Hao leading his five-man team fighting against three demonic beasts that breathed smoke and fire two to thirty thousand feet in front of them. There were even more powerful teams rushing in front of them. He wanted to find a few Taoists.

The monster lowered itself and struck, and at a glance he saw five female cultivators on the right.

The team was being forced back by two huge monsters, and some had blood dripping from the corners of their mouths. They rushed towards them with their long knives, and when they got closer, they waved their hands and shot out a golden light, which was given by the disciples of Baihua Island.

His magic weapon called Xuanjin Shuo is more than enough to deal with monsters that are in the early stage of Yuanying. The Wudiao was killed with this magic weapon earlier.

The golden light flashed, and the monster beast that was hit let out a shrill roar, and a large hole was punched through its left chest by the Xuanjin shuttle. Zhui'er wanted to look frightened and worried, so he didn't

Killing it all at once, the three-foot-tall monster turned around and staggered toward Zhui'er, wanting to tear the person who had killed it into pieces before it died. Zhui'er urged him to slash at him with his long knife.

, the green-blue sword light slashed across the monster's thick tree-like neck, killing it.

The five female cultivators over there took the opportunity to work together to kill another monster.

"Thank you!" the leading female cultivator shouted to Zhui'er, and then immediately led her men forward to kill.

One of the female cultivators turned around and cast a complicated glance at Zhui'er, and only then did Zhui'er realize that the woman was Chun Ju.

After rescuing the five female cultivators, Zhui'er moved forward with his sword and saw Si Liang, Qian Jin and two other people from the same team forming a square formation and dancing around with their magic weapons. However, there were no monsters around.

However, Er didn't need to use his mental powers to detect the ghost monster lurking not far away from them with his current cultivation. Ghost monsters with invisible magical powers are quite troublesome, not to mention their sneaky attacks.

It's hard to guard against, and the panic it causes can easily put a team into a defensive position that stops moving forward.

"Don't come here! There are invisible ghosts here!" Si Liang saw Zhui'er flying towards this side and immediately gave a warning.

"Where is it?" Zhui'er had deliberately flown to the side of the lurking ghost monster at this time. When the ghost monster launched an attack on him, he acted as if he had heard the warning and used his long knife to protect his body in panic.

The heat was just right, and when the blue sword light flashed, the ghost pounced on it.

The rapidly spinning sword light instantly destroyed the ghost until no bones were left. Zhui'er, who was in the ball of sword light, pretended to be crazy and shouted in panic, "Is it attacking me? I feel like it has hit something."

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"What a damn fate!" Qianjin said through gritted teeth as he looked at the group of flying swords with lingering fear.

"You have already killed it, go back quickly, don't rush forward." Si Liang really didn't want this knowledgeable young monk to die in vain. After Zhui'er stopped the hovering long knife with a panicked look on his face, he

He flew over with a stern look on his face and pushed Zhui'er twice on the shoulder, urging him to return to the back of the camp immediately.

"Okay! I'll go back." Zhui'er nodded repeatedly in shock. When he saw Si Liang leading his men to kill him, he asked loudly, "Did I kill a ghost?"

"Yes, go back quickly, I will report the credit to you." Si Liang turned to him and smiled. ??

"Be careful!" Zhui'er shouted to the four of them as if he couldn't help himself.

"This little guy is really lucky." Qianjin couldn't help but say it again, and the other three nodded.

While searching for the target, Si Liang said, "It's also because of the extraordinary power of his sword, otherwise it would not be the ghost but him who would die. Their Qianxu Palace is rich and wealthy, and a Danjie monk can have such a good treasure. It's really

It’s not something that other sects can compare to.”

"It's such a pity that such a good treasure is in his hands." One person said itchingly.

The two monster beasts that rushed forward with four or two fingers rushed forward and said to the man, "Unfortunately, there is nothing we can do. They belong to others, so we can't force them to be used by you, right?"

kill!"

Zhui'er couldn't rush forward at this moment, so he mingled in the chaos and found an opportunity to kill two weaker monsters. With his alchemy cultivation level, even with powerful treasures, he killed four Nascent Soul-level monsters in a row.

The beast was enough to watch, and killing him again would arouse suspicion, so he rescued a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk who fell from above and returned to the military camp.

Bai Ling, who was in the camp, was already busy at the moment. During the fierce battle, seriously injured people kept escaping. The monsters had different magical powers, and the wounds they caused were all kinds of strange. She needed to diagnose and treat them one by one.

Bai Ling was overjoyed to see Zhui'er back. He first checked the symptoms of the injured person in the mid-Nascent Soul stage and took a pill for him, and then asked Zhui'er, "Are you not injured?"

Zhui'er wiped away the sweat caused by his cultivation, shook his head and said with a silly smile, "I'm fine. I killed several monsters, and one was a ghost."

"Ah?" Jin Fusou and others on the side looked at him in disbelief.

"I'm pretty lucky this time, hehe." Zhui'er wiped his sweat again.

"Did you really kill a ghost?" Jin Fusou asked with wide eyes.

"Then you can get at least two Nascent Soul Stones. Did you kill it yourself?" Guo Tu licked his lips and looked at Zhui'er.

"They all saw the four liang, I killed it myself." Zhui'er didn't show too much pride, because everyone would know in a moment how he killed the ghost, and the process was not shown much.

"How many monsters have you killed in total?" Guo Tu asked excitedly.

"Four heads." Zhui'er's face looked more proud this time.

"Four heads?! Did you commit suicide alone?" Guo Tu grinned, waiting for Zhui'er's answer.
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