The attack of the huge demon was like a meteorite falling from the sky. Bai Zhirui and the other two did not dare to resist it head-on and dodged as soon as possible.

But despite its huge size, this thing was much more flexible than they had expected.

No matter how the three of them dodged, they were firmly locked by the opponent's attacks.

"Scatter!" Bai Zhirui turned in the air and threw Su Yao far away first.

As a sword cultivator, Lin Feng’s strength lies in speed.

In the blink of an eye, it had flown several hundred meters.

Afterwards, Bai Zhirui used her skills to try to escape from the attack range of the huge demon.

But the other party seemed to have recognized her. No matter how Bai Zhirui dodged, she could not escape the lock of the huge demon god's spiritual consciousness.

Upon seeing this, other members of the Nether Spirit Clan also launched attacks, blocking any possible places where Bai Zhirui could hide in advance, forcing her to withstand the attacks of the giant demon god.

"Haha!" Zheng Yi sneered in his heart: "These guys are really stupid."

Bai Zhirui was trying to avoid it, and she couldn't help but say something unhappily: "Master, even if you don't want to help, can you please not make sarcastic remarks?"

"In this situation, can you find a way to do it that's not stupid?"

Even a clay figure can be angry. I am working hard here, but the master not only does not help, but also gloats over my misfortune.

Because of this moment of distraction, Bai Zhirui was almost pierced into a candied haws by a sneak attack from a flying sword.

Although he dodged in time, a gap more than a foot long appeared on his arm.

"Be careful. I'm talking about how stupid these ghostly souls are."

"Don't you realize that even when things have reached such an urgent situation, most of them still have room for maneuver?"

Despite this, the current scene still looks quite dangerous.

Lin Feng and Su Yao had already been surrounded by several cultivators from the Nether Spirit Clan.

To deal with those two guys, we don't seek to achieve anything but to avoid making mistakes. We just want to trap them so that they can't support Bai Zhirui.

All the remaining people were attacking Bai Zhirui desperately.

Even though Bai Zhirui was extremely powerful, she was in a very miserable state under this kind of attack, and was covered with wounds in the blink of an eye.

Knife wounds, sword wounds, burns and scalds can be seen everywhere.

But what made Lin Feng and Su Yao feel strange was that even though the situation was so dangerous, Bai Zhirui still did not use the power that easily destroyed Lanshan just now.

Both of them realized that such a powerful force could not be used frequently.

Immediately, he became anxious and wanted to go and support Bai Zhirui.

"Friend Bai, hold on!" Lin Feng's flying sword suddenly accelerated and moved frantically around the cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan.

Although sword cultivators have the most powerful attack power among all cultivators.

But Lin Feng's cultivation was still relatively shallow after all. Besides, these cultivators from the Nether Spirit Clan did not bother with him at all and just focused on defense.

Lin Feng tried several times, but instead of getting close to Bai Zhirui, he was forced by these people and was getting further and further away from Bai Zhirui.

Lin Feng was like this, and Su Yao, who was not good at attacking, was even more so.

"Sister Bai!" She tried her best to rush over to provide support.

But not only did it not have any effect, he was injured one after another.

Bai Zhirui was startled and hurriedly warned her: "Don't worry about me, protect yourself!"

Others may not know what's going on, but how could she not know?

Although on the surface it looked like he was covered in bruises.

But under the master's control, these injuries were merely superficial.

It just looked serious, but in fact, several of the injuries were so minor that she had to disguise them herself.

The purpose of doing all this is, of course, to make these enemies underestimate us and let their guard down.

Zheng Yi told him: "These enemies' attacks may seem fierce, but in fact they all have their own agenda."

"Maybe he saw others fighting desperately, so he thought it would be okay if he held back a little."

"Perhaps they are still thinking about that fake treasure in their hearts."

"No matter what they think in their hearts, letting the water go at this critical moment is an extremely stupid choice."

"At a time like this, the more seriously injured we are, the lighter their blows will be."

"Because right now, they haven't figured out how to get the most benefit after the fight. So, they don't want you to die now."

At the beginning, Bai Zhirui was still a little skeptical.

How many losses have these ghost spirits suffered at the hands of her master? How is it possible that they haven't learned their lesson yet?

But when he followed Zheng Yi's instructions and pretended to be injured.

Those seemingly fierce attacks were actually much weaker than before.

If the power of the previous attacks was nine, now there is probably not even six left.

Of course, there are some fools who try their best, but there are only one or two such people at most.

Pretend to be injured to lower the enemy's vigilance. Find the right opportunity and have Zheng Yi kill most of the enemies at once.

This is their plan.

Of course, this plan is not without its shortcomings.

With Zheng Yi's help, Bai Zhirui will never be in real danger of her life at any time.

Lin Feng and Su Yao don't have the old man's plug-in.

Bai Zhirui could only hope that the two of them could hold on as long as possible.

Unfortunately, God did not wish.

Because of Su Yao's martial arts, her own lethality is insufficient.

Moreover, as female cultivators, they are naturally slightly weaker than men in terms of physical strength.

More importantly, during this period of time, in order to conceal their tracks, Su Yao had been using the Kunyi hairpin to take them back and forth underground to hide.

Mana consumption has always been the most serious among the three.

It’s just because she has a lot of pills on her and she has been gritting her teeth and persevering.

So no matter Bai Zhirui, Lin Feng, or even Zheng Yi, no one noticed her problem.

If it was an ordinary battle, Su Yao could barely handle it.

But in the face of this non-stop life-and-death battle, Su Yao has begun to be unable to bear it.

A buzzing sound.

The ringing suddenly stopped, and the bell in her left hand suddenly exploded.

Although it did not cause any harm to Su Yao, the sound waves that were both offensive and defensive stopped at this moment.

Although Su Yao reacted quickly, the bell in her other hand continued to emit sound waves.

But in this brief gap, she was attacked three times.

The sound waves that were launched again were obviously much weaker than before.

Those Nether Spirit Clan monks who were besieging her would naturally not miss this opportunity.

"Brothers, hurry up, she's almost dying." A man holding a flaming sword suddenly rushed out of the crowd, jumped high and chopped down towards Su Yao's head.

At this moment, Su Yao took out a small whistle at some point and blew it fiercely in the direction of the attack.

The sharp whistle was like a sharp sword, hitting the flaming sword and knocking the sneak attacking Nether Spirit cultivator away with the sword.

But because she had to distract herself from dealing with this person, Bai Zhirui's sound wave range became smaller. Now she could only barely block the Nether Spirit Clan monks and their attacks within a range of three feet.

Moreover, this range is constantly shrinking with the attacks of those Mingming Spirit Clan monks.

"Master!" Bai Zhirui was a little anxious.

Su Yao's current situation seemed to be really dangerous. If she wasn't careful, she might be blasted into pieces by those attacks, and she wouldn't even be able to find the one she was looking for.

"Don't worry, just take care of yourself, they should be fine." Zheng Yi's voice was so cold that it seemed without a trace of emotion.

Bai Zhirui didn't want to doubt her master's words. After all, her master had never made any mistakes along the way.

amount……

The case of Su Yao was special. Even gods could not have imagined that such a normal-looking female cultivator would actually like a woman.

But apart from this incident, the master's judgment has never been wrong.

However, seeing Bai Zhirui struggling to resist the attacks of those Nether Spirit Clan monks, she still felt a little bit sorry for her.

After all, if it weren't for Su Yao, they might have been surrounded and consumed to death by the monks of the Nether Spirit Clan.

"No, I must go to help her." For the first time, Bai Zhirui did not say anything to Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi shook his head with a smile. Although Bai Zhirui disobeyed his orders, Zheng Yi was not angry at all.

At least, this disciple of mine is a man of loyalty and loyalty, and will not abandon his companions.

Isn't it much better than those guys who only care about themselves and never care about others?
and many more.

Why do I always feel that what I just said is...

illusion!

It's definitely an illusion.

Although Bai Zhirui wanted to help.

But in the current situation, she can't do whatever she wants.

The Dark Spirit Clan monks surrounding her were not only the largest in number, but also the strongest.

"Stop him!" After realizing Bai Zhirui's plan, these cultivators of the Mingling Clan responded immediately.

He blocked Bai Zhirui and prevented her from supporting Su Yao.

What's worse is that the monks who besieged Su Yao originally wanted to advance steadily and consume Su Yao's magic power bit by bit.

After realizing Bai Zhirui's purpose, they intensified their attack.

Obviously, he wanted to get rid of Su Yao's trouble before Bai Zhirui arrived.

Seeing that the situation here was urgent, Lin Feng risked his hand injury to break out of the encirclement.

Before they could come to the rescue, a cultivator from the Nether Spirit Clan raised his hand and threw out a tortoise shell: "Go back."

The flying sword hit the turtle shell heavily.

Although a big hole was cut in the turtle shell, Lin Feng was knocked back.

Although he successfully stopped Lin Feng, the heart of the Mingling cultivator was bleeding.

This was the magic weapon he used to save his life. He used it without thinking much in a hurry just now.

"Suggest friendly means!"

"We really can't let our guard down against these little guys from the human race. If it weren't for Daoist Fellow's timely intervention, it would have been a big trouble again."

These Ghostly Spirits were very obedient and spoke in a series of ways, but no one really expressed anything.

It was as if he didn't notice at all that this person's important magical weapon was seriously damaged.

The person who suffered the loss could only grit his teeth and swallow it, forcing himself to smile and say, "As long as we can stop this human kid, everything is worth it."

On the other side, Su Yao's sound waves had been compressed into a space of one foot around her.

It looks shaky and seems like it might collapse at any moment.

No matter how anxious Lin Feng and Bai Zhirui were, they could only watch and could not help at all.

If they could rush out at the cost of only getting injured, neither of them would hesitate at all.

Unfortunately, the current situation is that even if they risk their lives, they cannot save Bai Zhirui.

"Master..." Bai Zhirui communicated with Zheng Yi in her spiritual consciousness.

Although he didn't say anything, Zheng Yi already understood what his apprentice meant.

Before Bai Zhirui made the decision, Zheng Yi had of course already weighed the pros and cons of this matter countless times.

Although if we take action now, the number of enemies killed will be at least one third less.

But if he could save him but didn't, this incident might become his disciple's lifelong nightmare, and it's not impossible that it might affect his cultivation.

The current situation is still unknown, but long-term issues must be considered.

This is the way of thinking that Zheng Yi learned when he was the emperor. No matter what happens, one should not only look at the present.

"Okay." Zheng Yi just agreed and had no time to take action.

Then a delicate shout was heard: "Ten Thousand Poisons, Ci'an!"

A green statue of a woman suddenly appeared above Su Yao's head.

The statue is as tall as two adults, with a face like that of a god or Buddha, and a sense of compassion for the world.

But if you look closely, you will find that the green mist is curling and swirling inside the statue.

Just by looking at the color of this thing, you can tell that it is extremely poisonous.

"Damn it, this is the poisonous fog from the Xingxiu Sea, get out of the way!" Someone in the crowd shouted in fear and retreated quickly.

As he exclaimed, the statue above Su Yao's head suddenly shattered, and the poisonous mist inside poured out in all directions like a waterfall.

This thing looks like fog, but it is definitely not.

Because the speed at which it spreads is completely different from that of slow-moving clouds.

Even if it is not as good as Lin Feng's flying sword, it is definitely not much worse.

The poisonous fog had just landed on the ground, and except for the place where Su Yao was standing, the ground that came into contact with the poisonous fog withered and became black and cracked.

The herbaceous plants turned directly into black ash and scattered all over the ground.

"It's just poisonous fog. We..." Just as everyone was dodging in panic, a cultivator from the Nether Spirit Clan stood still.

Judging from the tone of his voice, he should be quite skilled in using poison.

But before he could finish his words, the poisonous mist emitted by Su Yao had completely enveloped the cultivator from the Nether Spirit Clan.

And then... no more.

When the poisonous fog engulfed him, everyone could see nothing but the green poisonous fog.

The confident monk from the Dark Spirit Clan was no longer heard from again.

"This is Xingxiuhai's unique skill. It is different from any poison technique in the world and is extremely vicious."

"But don't worry, everyone. Although this poisonous fog is powerful, it won't last too long."

"And once it disappears, it will no longer have any power. At that time..."

Before the man could finish his words, a series of screams rang out.

Everyone looked in the direction where the scream came from.

The Mingling clan monks around Bai Zhirui fell down while holding their heads and screaming.

In the blink of an eye, seven people died. (End of this chapter)