Chapter 1328: Siege
Bailian was silent for a long time and said slowly: "It doesn't matter whether she is an enemy or a friend, but it is undeniable that our goals at this moment are at least the same."< br>
He smiled slightly, looked at Bai Shaoyan and said seriously: "Since we already know her identity, how can we keep it secret?" I can't easily let go of my guard against her. If I am guarded, how can I be afraid of the hidden danger in her sleeve?"
Bai Shaoyan sighed, stood up and said, "Since the master insists on this, then I will do it for you? Master, can you please come?"
Bailian put his hand on her shoulder to stop her from getting up.
Bai Shaoyan looked slightly startled, but saw Bai Lian shaking his head towards her and glancing calmly at the two tigers resting and recuperating in the tree hole far apart.
Bai Shaoyan immediately realized that his master was on guard against these two tiger monsters of unknown origin, and was still far above the master of Cangwu Palace.
She didn’t say anything more and sat back down honestly.
Bailian had just left the huge tree hole space. In the corridor and abyss, dozens of consciousnesses came towards him almost instantly.
Bailian reacted unpleasantly by condensing his spiritual power and releasing his blood energy.
And what was released in the blood was the breath of the evil monsters that the corpse flower had devoured not long ago.
Consciousness swept over him like a sweep. Perhaps he sensed the same kind of breath. It didn't stay for too long before disappearing into the farther space.
If it is a demon tide, it is an out-of-control violent force, and it will definitely not search Corridor Tianyuan with consciousness.
It seems that Lin Xi is really in big trouble.
Fortunately, Balian is even more sensitive to the smell of blood than these monster beasts.
The two corpse beads in the body slowly started to rotate, and for a moment, blood and energy surged like mountains and swamps, spreading in all directions.
With the assistance of the Qingluan Talisman, Balian can maximize the range of blood energy spread.
Coupled with the conscious guidance of the group of monsters, Balian did not spend much effort to track Lin Xi's specific direction.
After determining the location, Balian pursued him without hesitation.
Bailian's movement was not slow, and he rushed forward in the bushes that were as tall as an adult. He hid all his spiritual power into a state of nothingness, and the blood energy around his body was condensed to its peak. In the dark It's as fast as a shadow.
After devouring a large number of evil demons, the gluttonous resentment in Balian's body became so strong that evil demons from all directions were afraid of him. Naturally, he would not take the initiative to violate his territory, nor would he use his spiritual consciousness to capture his figure without permission. Find out what he looks like.
The way beasts sense each other is extremely primitive. When they sense that there is a very strong threatening aura in the other party, under the instinct of the beast, they will only subconsciously regard the other party as a higher level and more dangerous one. exist.
At this moment, Bailian was treated as a group of monster beasts dispatched by Demon King Aojiang as extremely high-level superior monster beasts in the Corridor Tianyuan, and they did not dare to approach at will.
With no hindrance, Balian quickly caught up with the tail of the group of hunting monsters.
There was a faint and low sound of the flute in the wind.
The sound of the flute?
Bailian thought about it.
The demonic beasts emerging from the Golden Sea are naturally unable to transform into humans, so naturally it is impossible for them to play such a rhythmic and continuous flute sound.
And looking at the sound of this flute, there is still a vague sound control power to guide these monsters.
Besides him and Lin Xi, are there anyone else in this corridor and abyss?
But then I thought about it, for many years, Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan secretly sent people to this corridor and Tianyuan to have contact with Demon Emperor Aojiang.
Although Demon King Aojiang said that no one who enters this corridor and abyss can return to the world.
But this does not mean that all those who entered the Corridor Tianyuan have been driven away and killed by him.
There are still survivors among the monks who entered the Corridor Tianyuan, and they are still working for Demon Emperor Aojiang.
Bailian's eyes were condensed with blood, and his vision was extremely far. He could clearly see dozens of monster beasts running wildly in the bushes, as huge as mountains, but their speed was not clumsy, it was astonishingly fast!
The long shrubs as hard as swords and halberds were trampled by the huge bodies of the monster beasts. They all fell down, and their figures almost turned into dozens of virtual images. If it weren't for Balian's abundant blood, it would be difficult to capture the sight of those monster beasts. figure.
For hundreds of miles ahead, traces of fierce battles were left everywhere, like an ancient battlefield scorched by war, and the unusual smell of burnt corpses filled the air.
Following the target's blood energy, Balian's vision passed through countless wild grasses and wilderness, as well as the huge bodies of monster beasts, and captured a familiar figure.
It was Lin Xi, the palace master who originally stayed in the golden lake.
She seemed to be seriously injured, and most of the blood breath remaining in the wind came from her body.
Now, dozens of huge monsters have successfully surrounded her and wrapped her in the wilderness. Among the dozens of monsters, there are several human monks dressed as immortals, wrapping themselves extremely tightly. Yan, whose appearance could not be seen clearly, was sitting on the shoulders or on top of several of the extremely huge monster beasts.
One of the petite human monks played a bamboo flute in his hand and controlled the surrounding monsters to be attacked by Lin Xi who was surrounded and killed.
Lin Xi, who was wrapped up airtight, groaned, and the fangs released from the back and shoulder of a giant lizard were hit in the middle of the abdomen, and the blood arrows flew wildly.
Suffering another heavy blow, Lin Xi's mobility was not restricted. She walked quickly without stopping, her figure was like a thin wisp of smoke in the dark, and she was so dense. Under the force of the breathable package, he could still use his clever body skills to get through the encirclement of numerous giant beasts.
Only this time, there were more blood stains left in the bushes.
The flute player sitting on the shoulder of the monster sneered and said: "At the end of the war, let's see how long you can escape."
The flute sounded, and the group of monster beasts restlessly clawed their claws. He screamed and chased out again.
Although Lin Xi's movement skills are extremely special, in such a desperate situation, he can still hide his figure and aura in the space, making it difficult to track.
But her injuries were too serious, and there was no need to activate the secret tracking method. The monsters could accurately capture her location by relying on the rich blood in the air.
Bailian followed the group of demons, not daring to act in a hurry, but followed them not far or close.
At the same time, he also deliberately observed Lin Xi.
Just as the flute player said, Lin Xi had reached a desperate situation, but she was clearly on the run. Although she was seriously injured, she did not wait for death unilaterally.
Her movements are strange and her whereabouts are erratic. Even with the guidance of blood, it is difficult for the crowd behind her to catch up with her easily.
Lin Xi cannot see, but she can see 'dangers' that ordinary people cannot see.
On several occasions, she seemed to have escaped through an ordinary canyon and swamp. However, when the beasts chased her fiercely, she found that she had come to an ancient place where the most ferocious beasts lived. A place of sleep.
The superior ferocious beast was startled to wake up, but Lin Xi's movements were extremely fast, and he was alone, far less eye-catching than the mighty monster beasts. After several rounds of consumption, the chasing party actually suffered substantial casualties.
The flute player headed by him was obviously really angry, and the flute sound in the wind was getting louder and louder!
Bailian quickly smelled the blood belonging to Lin Xi in the wind, and the smell quietly changed.
He stared.
I saw that the scarlet stains scattered in the dead wood jungle were actually mixed with a lot of black blood.
She was poisoned? !
The sound of the flute seems to be able to promote the spread of poison.
Bailian saw from a distance that Lin Xi's figure, which had transformed into a phantom, suddenly materialized and swayed down from the void. He covered his cheek with one hand, and black blood continued to flow from between his fingers. seeping out of it.
Looking at it like that, it was obvious that he could no longer escape and was in a real desperate situation.
The human monk who came with the demonic beast playing the flute was already filled with rage from this troublesome pursuit.
She stopped playing, and under the hood of her cloak, her two lips smeared with dark purple cardamom raised a cruel sneer.
"The Demon Emperor Aojiang said he would take you back alive, but he didn't say he couldn't maim you alive."
The bamboo flute in her hand was beside the monster's huge head. With a gentle tap, the huge bull-shaped giant monster raised its forelimbs high, and its iron hooves, as big as a rock mountain, crushed Lin Xi's legs.
Looking at this look, he clearly wanted to crush her legs into pieces.
Bailian no longer lurked to watch, and the hilt of Tiance's Junshan sword slipped into his palm.
The moment his back was tense and arched, Brian's thoughts suddenly changed, and he changed his mind temporarily, placing his little finger heavily on the hilt of the sword.
Tiance Junshan Sword quickly put it into Qiankun's bag, and replaced it with a ray of silver light falling into the palm of his hand.
It was actually the small silver sword that took his life that he had not used for a long time.
Under Balian's toes, the small shallow pit suddenly collapsed, and his figure disappeared silently.
Poof!
The sound of a sharp blade entering the body sounded in the dull wind.
In Balian's hands, the small sword, which was as delicate as a dagger, looked more like an insignificant piece of grass under the giant hooves.
But the fiber grass pierced the sole of its hoof, which was as thick as a mountain rock, and blood spattered freely, before it could even spray onto Balian's cheek.
The splattered blood was like time flowing backwards, slowly flowing back into his body.
But upon closer inspection, the blood gushing out like a fountain did not return to the body of the huge monster beast.
Because the monster's huge body was rapidly shrinking.
All that blood was actually absorbed by that small silver sword!
The demonic beast was covered in huge amounts of demonic blood, as if it had been endlessly absorbed and disappeared by a huge dry sponge.
The body shriveled up and wrinkled at a terrifying speed. Even the marrow in the demon bones was suddenly drained out, and it became like a crispy pancake, exploding inch by inch.
The flute player sitting on the monster's shoulder was shocked and horrified. He slapped the monster's body with his backhand and jumped high into the air. The bamboo flute flew out of his hand and was held by her like a sword.
Her pupils trembled as she looked at the monster beast that was so vigorous and vigorous just now, but now it was reduced to a pile of shriveled flesh.
What’s even weirder is that the monster is not dead yet, as if its dry monster body has been exposed to the sun for ten years and is as brittle as a shortbread.
In the pile of debris, rustling among the low ridges, a calf with slow steps and trembling limbs slowly crawled out?
That sword strike just now actually knocked the monster with seven thousand years of cultivation back to its original state? !
What a vicious thought.
He could have understood it with a sword, but he chose to keep it alive and let it fend for itself in this cruel environment.
The flute player looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, squatted down and patted the calf's head gently. Under his palm, a faint trace of blood disappeared into its head.
The little calf was beaten back to its original shape, but its consciousness did not fade away. It dug a hole in the ground as if in fear and ran away.
The female monk who played the flute looked at Balian with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Is there anyone alive in the Corridor and Tianyuan?"
Balian could feel her uneasy mood under the coldness. He tossed the small sword in his hand, and the cold sword light fell between his eyes from time to time. He smiled faintly and said: "This sounds like You are not alive Ordinary people?"
"I advise you, don't meddle in other people's business."
The female monk's face became colder, and the monks riding beasts gathered around her. .
Bailian lowered his eyes and landed on one of the monks. His figure looked particularly familiar.
The monk who was being looked at said nothing and lowered his head. He raised his hand and pulled his hood, hiding his face deeply under the shadow of the hood, as if he did not want to interact with it. Looking at each other.
Balian glanced at it and quickly looked away, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "The Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance has climbed up a huge mountain of support, but the Immortal Lord wishes to cut the high branches of this big tree, above the nine heavens, I'm afraid it's not that easy to cling to, right? What price did you pay to be able to get in touch with the supreme ruler of heaven and earth? "
But think about it, with Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan's rigid temperament of attaching importance to the destiny of immortality, even with the Demon Emperor? How can you sacrifice your own immortal ministers if you cooperate with your country proudly?
Cannon fodder should be found in the dust.
Most of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance are loose cultivators with low spiritual roots and poor backgrounds. It is perfect for them to be used as waste.
The female monk who played the flute lowered her eyebrows and looked at Balian with deep eyes. She could not hide the shock deep in her eyes.
"Who are you?"
The monks gathered around also showed their murderous intent.
Only the monk who was glanced at by Bai Lian at the beginning spoke out at this time, saying: "Master Situ, this person has the cultivation level of Heshen Realm. We can use the power of monsters to , maybe we can capture him, but when the time comes, we will suffer heavy casualties
And since he came to protect Lin Xi, he must have something to do with the demon clan. Because of the deep origin, we came to capture Lin Xi on the orders of the Demon Emperor, but facing such a powerful enemy, is there really no need to risk our lives?"
The man's eyes changed, and his eyes were deep: " We are here just to obtain information. Being alive is our greatest value. There is really no need to increase casualties here for the sake of the Demon Emperor.”
(End of this chapter)