"Hey, which sect of you is going to die? Why don't you leave here quickly!" The golden eyes were the old demon Jin Tong.

He looked only over forty years old at this time, very young, and yelled at the three of them.

The three of them reacted surprisingly slowly and had brain problems. Why are there such idiots among the monks?

The old demon Jin Tong had no choice but to greet the leader next to him in a hurry and said, "Old Mo, bounce them away!"

"What?" The leading monk, in a silence, actually asked them something.

Whatever.

He asked, and the three of them were actually leaning over.

The head of the sect named Lao Mo sucked in a cold air and scolded him loudly: "Are you stupid?"

"roar--"

Fei, not far away, suddenly let out a long roar, and the target was in this direction.

Lao Mo and Jin Tong Lao Demon looked at each other.

No, Fei has noticed this.

Their appearance almost immediately became the target of Fei, who was covered in scars. It immediately jumped up, struggled with its huge body, and rolled towards the direction of the three. This attitude was simply crazy, regardless of the almost burning skin trauma on its body.

Surprisingly, the Seven Star Formation was also pried and approached the three of them in their posture.

The seven sect leaders were numb and had a long trace dragged under their feet.

Even the three elders found out that something was wrong!

Fei is fighting with his life.

Immediately, the old man Yuan Zhishan gave an order: "All the leaders, hurry up and push the formation!"

The leaders of the sects concentrated their minds and energy again, and the seven-star array formed again, which was more reinforced than before.

But no matter how hard the ten people worked, they couldn't resist the three of them's brains. It was probably the first time they saw such a large god-level monster. They were so shocked by Fei's roar that they had already started rolling their eyes. They looked stumbling, but they actually ran towards Fei's direction!

Pressing the formation on his hands, Lao Moyuan dared not be negligent, but the matter was really strange. He frowned and asked in confusion: "Lao Jin, isn't Fei's voice uninspiring?"

Ask me, who will I ask?

The old demon Jin Tong smiled bitterly helplessly: "How could I know that it is probably because I just entered the elite level and lacked mana. But you should stop them quickly. Those three lords cannot move over to deal with it for the time being, but we have worked so hard to ensure that no dead energy is coming from nearby, and provide Fei with the power to become Fei. If the three of them are injured and killed, if they are exploited, they will fail."

They couldn't imagine the outcome.

Although the old demon Jin Tong was as unavailable from the formation as everyone else, he knew that Lao Mo's ability was special. Perhaps it was because of his fate that Lao Mo became the only cultivator in this formation who had the ability to move, so he urged him loudly with confidence.

"I know, don't urge me!" Lao Mo knew what he meant.

A few drops of sweat rolled down from his forehead and mixed into the soil. Lao Mo's subordinates kept quietly starting to cast spells as soon as possible.

But it seems that everything is late.

"roar--"

The two looked in surprise in the direction where the sound came from.

It turned out that after several struggles, Fei was still one step away from the three-person team.

Fei Xin knew that no matter how hard he could move, he no longer had to worry about the frontal attack distance, but instead swept over with his tail.

The target was actually aimed at the team of three people!

The man named Lao Mo was about to rush forward immediately, but he did not seek to leave directly. Instead, before that, he first inserted a seemingly ordinary wooden stick to the ground that was pulled out of his chest.

Once the stick was inserted into the soil, it turned into Lao Mo's appearance, like looking in a mirror.

Without delaying for a moment, Lao Mo injected his magic power into the body of this "Lao Mo". The Seven Star Formation was suspended for only a moment that was almost imperceptible and was immediately continued.

The old monster Jin Tong sighed.

Fortunately, Lao Mo carried a puppet with him, and the puppet could take over his work at any time and continue to use his limited mana to maintain the formation. Jin Tong, who was beside him, took a little care of his position and ensured that no other changes could occur, so Lao Mo could set off and rescue the three-person team.

Everything happened within a second.

I saw that the old Mo rushed to the three-person team at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. Then he opened his hand and, with the metal ring on his thumb as a dot, he instantly opened a physical barrier made of steel and iron.

At the same time, Fei's tail was mixed with dead leaves and flying sand in the sky, sweeping in front of the three-person team.

Lao Mo had no choice but to take off the ring and leave it to the three-person team, and temporarily rolled around to avoid Fei Taiba's attack.

At the same time, Fei's tail swept past, and the barrier with the ring opened was undoubtedly broken instantly, and the attacks of the three men flew everywhere, colliding into big trees and rocks, and even their bodies were almost broken.

Unfortunately, the three-person team could not escape the fate of becoming Fei's "dead soul under the tail".

Almost the moment Fei's tail broke through the barrier and touched their bodies, they were shocked by Fei's power. Ironically, they didn't even have time to complete the procedure of being infected and becoming an ill-fated ghost, and their young lives turned into lonely souls.

Just looking at it makes me feel heartbroken.

When the three of them flew away, one of them was still rolling past the "Lao Mo" puppet, and he struggled desperately to grab "Lao Mo". The desire to survive before his death was like a desire to let the expressionless "Lao Mo" save his life.

But in the end, I have never escaped the fate of death.

Fei's power has reached such a strong level, which is shocking.

Although he was dedicated to maintaining the Three Talent Formation, the three ten elders had actually noticed something strange around him.

While stopping Fei from rolling over, Cui Tong, Yuan Zhishan and Ge Lao Lao did their best. However, they still did not stop Fei from killing the three-person elite team.

It was not too late to fix the sheep. Fortunately, Fei was already hit hard by the ten elders and was almost blinded. After a long time, he barely recovered his mind. Fei Cai continued to start his unnecessary struggle.

But this time, Fei seemed to be more vigorous. He clearly had given up a little before.

It seems that this sacrificed team has a profound influence on Fei.

Fortunately, all this was maintained by the puppets, and the seven-star formation was not disrupted, so Fei did not move too much. For the three ten old men, it was difficult to extract Fei's power, and Fei's movement must be kept in the smallest range. Otherwise, he had to chase and draw all the way, which would have to exhaust his efforts.

In short, Fei was temporarily back under control, and no one was injured or killed in fifty-nine people.

However, when Lao Mo wanted to take back the puppet and return to the Seven-Star Formation, the old demon Jin Tong suddenly called him with a vigilant look on his face.

"Wait a minute! Lao Mo, don't move!"

Lao Mo had already stood up and shook the dust on his body, and was about to walk back. However, he was shouting that one foot was still hanging in the air.

This is not the next step, nor is it the retraction.

Lao Mo only felt very strange.

What's wrong? As for the old demon Jin Tong looked at him up and down, he looked alert and frightened. Could it be that something happened that he didn't realize?

Lao Mo asked as calmly as possible: "What's wrong, Lao Jin..."

Jin Tong thought about it, although this might hurt Lao Mo's heart a little, so he had to speak in case he had to say, "Can you... be sure that you don't have any wounds on you?"

Lao Mo immediately withdrew his feet, raised his head and smiled, "Hey, I'm wondering why! But this is quite important, so you can check it for me."

Although his tone was relaxed and smiling, Lao Mo was definitely not so calm.

He was also a little uneasy.

After all, although the sweep from Fei's tail just now was a distance away from me, who could guarantee that there was no scattered blood or something that was stuck on Fei. If it was mixed in the fallen leaves in the sky, or between the flying sand and stones, it might be really touched.

If he is infected and becomes an epidemic ghost, it is not necessary to let him die in the world. As long as he does not implicate his colleagues and harms the people, he is willing to sacrifice himself.

Thinking of this, Lao Mo was so nervous that he could hardly breathe. He began to keep calm, checking three times from head to toe for any scars on his body and whether his mana was infected.

Fortunately, he showed that his whole body was safe and there was no change in it.

Jin Tong next to him did not dare to relax, and he was distracted several times to check. He was not relieved until he found that Lao Mo was indeed not infected with any scent of the plague ghost.

The two looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. They showed a long-lost smile.

Lao Mo returned to his original position, turned the puppet into a piece of short wood and stuffed it back into his chest.

At this time, only the old demon Jin Tong was left, looking at the body of the three teams from the corner of his eyes.

Perhaps what is really unsettling, and the only thing that makes people feel unsettling is that the faces of the three-person team's bodies seemed to have a hint of smile, as if there were nothing, and there was a smile.

Strangely twisted on their blood-filled faces.
Chapter completed!