All the four sects of Yujing burst into a much brighter spell light than before, and that was the attack of the strong guardian.

Yan Kaiting looked at the west gate that led directly to the Black Water Wharf. Perhaps because there were few towns in that direction and were close to the waterway, the black fog gathered the fastest and thickest.

The rolling fog had climbed up to the wall, and the whole horse-riding wall could not see its original appearance. The black fog was surging desperately, trying to explore the city, but it seemed like it was being held by an invisible big hand and could not step beyond the line.

In the fog, there seemed to be countless lives of indefinite shapes, rising, twisting, and clashing, and gradually they could see the shapes of animals and people.

It was the monster who was breaking free from the gaps in the space little by little.

Countless cold lights flashed through the black fog rose and fell, either chopping, smashing, chopping, or stabbing the body of a monster that has not yet been fully formed.

Some monsters dissipated, making only a sharp and strange scream. Some monsters were divided into two sections and condensed but did not disperse, and the two halves began to form their own shapes.

In the fierce battle with a wide shadow, the howling of ferocious beasts sounded from time to time. Occasionally, a big furry claw would scratch the black fog into a hole, and fragments of limbs flew out of it.

The bloody smell brought by the night wind is getting stronger.

Suddenly a little green light lit up from the fog. It was inconspicuous at first, as if it was a reflection of a magic weapon. In an instant, the entire black fog was dyed green, and the thick black like ink began to fade slowly, just like ink fainting on rice paper.

When green renders a small part of the battlefield, everything grows!

Every bit of light is a seed, sprouting, sprouting, and spitting ears. After a moment, a swaying green plant will be planted in the sea of ​​black fog.

That is the magical power of Xia Pingsheng, which is as clear as the sea of ​​grass.

And on the grassland with vitality, monks and monsters were fighting to the death.

At this moment, we can see the form of monsters. In addition to the whole body as if wrapped in a layer of demonic cataract, they are like birds of prey, ferocious beasts, humans, and spiritual souls, so similar to all kinds of creatures in this world, just like reflections in the water on both sides of the body.

Yan Kaiting suddenly felt a movement of energy and felt a great malicious intention appearing on the right back side, and the shoulders and back were slightly chilled.

On the back of the right is the void, what will appear there?

Yan Kaiting did not turn around immediately. He activated his spiritual consciousness to expand outward. Two purple lightnings on his right arm circled down his wrist, and there was a sudden light of lightning in his palm that was hanging down.

A black thing suddenly fell out of the air on the back of the right, as if someone had cut a piece of space down.

The ball of things was not the same as they were glued when peeled from the air, but they did not fall to the ground, but rebounded and threw it towards Yan.

Its speed was faster than lightning, but there was no sound of breaking through the air. It was as dark as if it merged with the night. At the moment of flying, its shape had changed dozens of ways, and finally turned into a sharp blade and penetrated into Yan Kaiting's vest.

At this moment, Yan Kaiting turned half of his body, and the target facing the Demon Blade turned into his right arm with purple lightning flashing with lightning.

Yan Kaiting punched him, and a "boom" sounded softly, and the thunder ball in his palm and the magic blade were shattered together.

The movement on the top of Huabiao focused on everyone's eyes below, and various magic weapons and weapons were unsheathed one after another. Then monsters in black smoke appeared from every corner in various incredible ways.

The battlefield in the city unfolds.

Yan Kaiting, Fu Mingxuan, Tu Yuyong and Lu Li each guarded a Huabiao. Outside the hall where the formation eye magic weapon was located, the strong men from each family opened the defense line.

Compared to the battlefield outside the city, there are fewer combinations of ferocious beasts and monsters in the city, and the pressure is relatively less, but the guardians are not much easier.

Because there is no guided formation, the appearance of monsters in the city is random, and sometimes even sticking out behind the cultivators in fierce battles, and it is very easy to get caught off guard. All ordinary cultivators in the family team form formation actions, and even so, they are still inseparable from casualties.

The blood in the "Four Symbols and Four Seasons Garden" is getting heavier. Here is almost the blood of all monks, mixed with demonic energy, which makes people even more uncomfortable. Some ordinary monks in the Four Seasons Forest have already begun to look pale and make mistakes in their actions.

Seeing this, the captains shouted and changed the formation. Everyone pulled it into concentric circles, resting inside and fighting outside, and then the two sides exchanged after a while.

This can effectively reduce casualties, but the disadvantage is that the efficiency of intercepting monsters will also decrease. If their appearance angle is tricky enough, it is very likely that they will escape and harm other neighborhoods.

Yan Kaiting turned his head and moved away from a black spear that appeared out of thin air from the upper right corner. Although he dodged in time, his distance was too short, and the hair floating on his temples was cut off, which was dangerous and dangerous.

The black spear was held by a big hand behind him.

Yan Kaiting suddenly advanced forward, then turned around in the air, and the black spear passed by several inches in front of his chest and returned in vain. If he turned around and fought directly just now, he might have been beaten.

Carrying the spear condensed by the black mist is a tall human-shaped monster, which is the most human-like demon Yan Kaiting has seen so far.

The demon had a clear outline, a fair facial features, and a strong body. If the overall surface was not covered with a layer of flowing black veil, it would be no different from a human being.

Yan Kaiting had been fighting with the Taichu Hammer for a long time. At this time, a purple rune civilization was destroyed on the head of the hammer, and the hammer handle suddenly stretched several inches. He grasped his palm a few times and adjusted the way to hold the hammer. Now the Taichu Hammer is no longer a large boxing glove, but more like a long heavy army.

The demon's arm holding the spear slowly raised, holding it flat on his chest, and the black flames in his other hand jumped, wiping through the spear inch by inch.

Yan Kaiting's expression changed slightly. The black flames were actually radiant. Although they were extremely weak, they looked extremely uncomfortable, and there was no sign of human beings seeing the light and warmth of flames.

How can the monster completely shape the black spear in front of him!

Yan Kaiting's hand, the purple light of the Taichu hammer skyrocketed, and he pulled out a tangible light blade and slashed it over like a pair of exercises.

The demon looked up, and Yan Kaiting even suspected that he had pursed his mouth when he saw it, as if he was smiling.

The posture of holding the spear remains unchanged at all. The black flame in the demon's other hand surged and instantly turned into a shield, colliding hard with Taichu's horse's pistol. Then, the demon raised the black spear high in the way of throwing a gun and threw it hard towards Yan to open the court!

The impact was extremely fierce, and the air was full of purple lightning and black flame fragments entangled and exploded sparks, but everything was silent, as if this sky was completely swallowed by darkness.

Yan Kaiting was obviously at a loss and was knocked out of a 10-meter-long land. The light on Taichu was extinguished.

Before he could recover, an extremely dangerous feeling came.

Yan Kaiting suddenly had his hair standing upside down, and the magical power of "time generations" was activated. He pulled out the shadows so quickly that his figure looked blurry. However, this was not enough. In the flash of lightning, he also made a rolling move in the air at the same time.

With a muffled groan, Yan Kaiting's shoulders flew everywhere, and a string of metal rubbed out where the black spear thrust, and then he flew out several feet.

The series of actions just now still failed to completely avoid the monster attack. Yan Kaiting finally relied on his robe to resist, and with the reaction force of the spear, he barely escaped.

At this time, someone finally noticed this.

First of all, Fu Mingxuan. He has been at ease so far. In addition to clearing the monsters around Huabiao, he also has the energy to take care of the team below. However, Fu Mingxuan's position is diagonally opposite to Yan Kaiting's court. When he saw it, the black spear would only be a little bit inserted into Yan Kaiting's throat.

Fu Mingxuan's face changed, and the Mid-Autumn Water Sword suddenly shook so that his entire sword body began to tremble slightly.

A tangible sword light separated from the sword body and rose into the air, one minute, two minute, four minute, eight minute, and then all the sword lights were fan-shaped and rushed towards the monsters from the air. The sword light was still split in the air. After passing the middle line of the yard, there was already a row of extremely amazing light blades.

Such a big noise also caused Han Fenglai to raise his head. He was always on the ground and was very lucky. There were not many monsters around him.

People around him also have little demands on him, and the sound cultivator generally has no strong attack power, but music can help combat monks maintain their spiritual consciousness and are an excellent auxiliary profession.

When Han Feng saw Fu Mingxuan's row of light blades in the air, he immediately looked surprised and turned his head to look in the direction of Yan Kaiting. When the tall monster holding a black spear came into his eyes, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the next string that the guzheng in his hand suddenly raised a scale.

The monster seemed to feel something strange at this moment, and stopped at the foot and turned his head.
Chapter completed!