Chapter 615 Tonggui Ridge (Thirteen)

When the beautiful female cultivator fell, the snow-white jade whale at her feet was shaking its head in pain, with red and white liquid spitting out of its mouth.

The moment the beautiful female cultivator fell from it, the snow-white jade whale roared and rushed away without attacking Tao Yishan again. When it left, it looked at Tao Yishan with fear and resentment.

When Tao Yishan saw the scene in front of him, he did not show too much surprise on his face, as if he had expected it. He had seen this kind of fearful expression after being attacked by unknown things many times.

Tao Yishan's figure also flashed, and he flew out immediately, but he did not go to chase the snow-white jade whale, but directly swept towards the falling female cultivator.

When he passed by the black long whip that had lost its mana and returned to its original appearance, he grabbed it in his hand.

Then he quickly caught up with the corpse of the beautiful female cultivator, and with a roll of spiritual power, he rolled back the storage bag around her waist. Then he dodged and returned to the position where he had just fought, letting the female corpse fall to the ground.

Tao Yishan stretched out his hand as soon as he stood still. In the empty space in front of him, a sudden gray-brown light flew into his hand.

When he spread out his palm, Tao Yishan's facial muscles twitched when his spiritual sense swept through it.

In his palm appeared a mottled animal horn the size of an index finger.

One end of the mottled animal horn was as sharp as a cone, and the other end was a little thick. The whole body was dark gray. From the tip of the tip, circles of fine brown threads were densely coiled downwards.

However, these brown threads began to become blurred after reaching the middle, as if they had faded, especially near the root of the animal horn. If you don't look carefully, you can't see any threads at all.

Tao Yishan's eyes fell on the middle of the animal horn, where there were two threads of brown that were rapidly fading and slowly turning dark gray.

This piece of animal horn is Tao Yishan's life-saving trump card. It was obtained in a swamp when he was young.

He still doesn't know what kind of monster this piece of animal horn is from, and he doesn't know whether it has been refined by someone to have such power, or whether the animal horn originally has such incredible attack power.

This small piece of animal horn is almost indestructible. It has saved his life countless times and saved him from danger at the most critical moments time and time again.

According to Tao Yishan's own guess, this small piece of animal horn may be a fatal threat to Jindan cultivators. Of course, he never dared to try it, nor did he dare to take it out easily.

Both of these results would only bring him fatal disasters, but in the current chaotic war, in order to save his life, he had to use it.

Moreover, this thing leaves almost no trace when used. Tao Yishan feels that even if a Jindan cultivator is nearby, he will not be able to find it unless he pays close attention to his every move.

Tao Yishan only took a quick glance and then stared at the two disappearing threads, feeling extremely painful.

He had carried this small piece of animal horn with him for decades, and of course he knew that every time he used it, one of the brown threads on it would be consumed.

When these brown threads completely disappeared, this unknown magic weapon would be scrapped.

But now was not the time for him to think about it. From the time he fought with the beautiful female cultivator, to being wrapped by the white gas, to breaking out of the siege with a force that was not as fast as thunder and lightning, and killing the opponent, it only took four breaths.

This time was really just a moment in this melee, and no one knew how he killed the opponent in the various explosions.

Tao Yishan glanced at the mottled animal horn and immediately put it away. This was not a place where he dared to delay.

He just took the animal horn in his hand, and when his spiritual sense swept it, there was a sound of breaking air approaching rapidly behind him.

Feeling the opponent approaching, Tao Yishan took a deep breath and turned to meet them. They were two Nanhai monks in the middle stage of foundation building. Facing such a cultivation level, he was not afraid.

At this time, the entire battlefield was full of explosions and earth-shaking roars, as well as the unwilling screams before death.

Looking at the overall situation, more monks died on the Fengliangshan side. Their number of monks was less than that of the opponent, and it was often several monks attacking one person.

The Nanhai monks were squeezed out of their potential regardless of life and death. In the comparison, monks on both sides would quickly die and disappear in a few breaths, and the Fengliangshan monks were at a greater disadvantage.

There were no serious injuries here. As long as they could fight with minor injuries, every monk would fight desperately. Once seriously injured, the next moment would be the time of death.

Not only were the Nanhai monks controlled by the demons to self-destruct when they were defeated, but some seriously injured monks in Fengliangshan would also choose to self-destruct.

They were surrounded by enemies, and knowing that there was no hope for help from others, those with strong personalities dragged the other party to a dead end.

Those with smooth personalities used their best tricks and tried every possible way to escape.

Ouyang Yi, the old man who followed after hesitating, was already over 170 years old. Although he was a fake Dan, his body was already old.

The first person Ouyang Yi encountered was also a fake Dan. When the other party lost his mind, Ouyang Yi, relying on his long-term fighting experience, naturally dragged the other party around to avoid being surrounded.

After that, the two fought several times in the chase and escape. Each blow from both sides was bound to kill. After only three fights, they ended up in a situation where both sides were injured.

Ouyang Yi saw that he was already seriously injured and failed to kill the other party. Even if he escaped to heal his wounds now, it is estimated that he can only delay for seven or eight years at most before he will perish.

Then he widened his eyes and said, "It doesn't matter whether you are a Nanhai monk or not, back then

If you can't escape, you should kill yourself, but if you come to harm others, then let's go to rebirth together! "

After speaking, he mustered up his last spiritual power and rushed to one side like a whirlwind. There were three people besieging a Fengliangshan monk. Fu Han's light had dimmed and he was about to die before his eyes.

As soon as Ouyang Yi left, he dragged the seriously injured Nanhai monk behind him to follow him desperately. In just two breaths, he arrived at the battle group.

The old man rushed towards the back of a Nanhai monk regardless of the enemy that was already chasing him. At the same time, his body was filled with spiritual light that caught people's eyes.

The Nanhai monk with his back turned to him heard the evil wind behind him and instinctively knew that someone was coming to help his opponent, so he moved sideways.

His hiding broke the siege, and the old man quickly sent a message to the Fengliang Mountain monk.

"Fellow Taoist... retreat quickly! Poof!"

While he was talking, he was hit by a finger wind from the back of the monk who was chasing him. Fortunately, the man was also seriously injured before and was unable to use his most powerful attack, but it still opened a big hole in the old man's back.

After the old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, the spiritual light on his body became more and more dazzling. The other Fengliang Mountain monk was not as smart as the three Nanhai monks who had lost their minds in front of him.

His reaction must have been extremely quick. It was known that this unknown old man was determined to die, and he was helping him before he died. ??

The monk reacted very quickly, and without having time to think too much, the magic weapon being sacrificed in the air was also filled with spiritual light, and he launched a full blow against the other Nanhai monk.

Following his desperate move, the siege suddenly stopped, and in an instant, another talisman was attached to the sole of his foot.

This Fengliang Mountain monk didn't even have time to collect the magic weapon, and he had already fled towards the gap out of thin air.

The two demonic cultivators a few miles away also felt that something was not good, but the monks controlled by the restraint were no match for puppets. They could not use their arms and fingers at all. It was too late to control the four monks who were attacking from the front and back to fly away. .

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Ouyang Yi suddenly turned around and once again faced the seriously injured Nanhai monk who rushed towards him.

"I fell in love with you, hehehe..."

Amidst the laughter, there was a loud "boom", and a dazzling light shone between the sky and the earth. In an instant, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and flying clouds dispersed.

It wasn't until five or six breaths passed that the world slowly returned to clarity.

The old man and the severely injured Nanhai monk had long since lost their bodies. The other three Nanhai monks, each with only half their body, were falling rapidly to the ground.

The Nanhai monk who was forced to move sideways by the old man and was closest to him also disappeared without a trace.

The last Nanhai monk, while feeling threatened, also received instructions from the demon cultivator, but he

First, he instinctively held up the magic weapon, but he escaped the disaster. The magic weapon was standing alone in the air amid the dim light.

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Many of the Fengliang Mountain monks were also behind. After only a few moves with the Nanhai soldiers who rushed over, they saw that the situation was not good and ran away.

The monks are in a war situation ahead, and it is already difficult to leave.

It was difficult to return, but there were still seven or eight Fengliang Mountain monks who used secret techniques to escape far away, even at the expense of their essence, blood or lifespan.

It's just that there are more or less one or two Nanhai monks behind them, not to mention that there are battlefields on the east and west sides. They go all the way north, but they don't know how far they can escape.

Now the entire battlefield is in extreme chaos. In just fifty or sixty breaths, there are only seventy-seven monks left in Fengliang Mountain. After dozens of breaths and those who escaped, there are only more than fifty people left in the end.

Overall, this defensive battle was more like an encounter. There was no effective resistance and defense at all. Everyone was fighting independently.

So some Fengliangshan monks began to hate Li Yan while fighting.

Although the previous "Tonggui Ridge" was not Li Yan's fault, the subsequent battle was almost a matter of rushing up to fight with the opponent head-on without any defense or organization.

There is no defensive means left at all, and there is no cooperation or backup at all.

After they fought for a while, some Fengliangshan monks noticed that their so-called captain had disappeared from the battlefield.

Many people took the time to scan with their consciousness, but their hearts arose. They didn't know whether Li Yan had taken advantage of the chaos to escape, or had been killed. For a while, no one knew.

Even the old team members in the distance, including Gong Yuantai, felt that the situation was not good. Many people began to move closer to Gong Yuantai and began to communicate with each other anxiously.

"Senior Brother Gong, where has Junior Brother Li Yan gone?"

"Senior Brother Gong, if we continue to fight like this, the odds are against us. It's better to rush back together and lay some traps along the way. Firstly, we can delay the opponent's attack. Secondly, with this kind of resistance, we can't be considered as escaping."

"Fellow Taoist Palace, Li Yan should have died. You should make a decision quickly..."

Gong Yuantai was fighting with others while listening to various transmissions. He was now the person with the highest command authority here, although it took half a day for the deputy captain to arrive from the time he was appointed.

His face was also livid. How could he know what was happening to the proud man from "Xiao Zhufeng"? The fighting here was so intense that he didn't even notice it just now.

Now the defeat here is almost certain, they are too few in number, and the reinforcements from the rear have not arrived yet. As Fengliang monks died in large numbers in the encirclement, the other side has more and more monks free to come.