The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Yu Mian waved his hand and took out a hundred top-grade spirit stones. After replenishing the spiritual power deficiency in his body, he took a deep breath.

The break is over, come again!

The sun sets and the moon rises; the moon sets and the tide drops.

The confrontation between two equally powerful men could even last for years. Since the two men entered the field, there has been no movement in the air.

Of course, it is also possible that the noise was quite loud, but Yu Mian was unable to perceive it at his level.

A day and night of fighting.

The only thing she could feel now was the murderous intent overflowing from her body. The excitement of fighting spread throughout her body, causing her muscles to tremble slightly.

There was not a single piece of good cloth on his robes, let alone a single piece of flesh that was not sore and limp. He had fought in numerous battles, guarding the seal almost non-stop.

Another click was heard by my ear.

She instantly looked towards another crack not far away. Under the crack that went through the sky, another crack appeared, and more monsters poured in, rushing around.

She can’t stop it by herself!

"That looks like a monk?!"

"It seems so. Go up and take a look!"

"It seems to be Junior Sister Yu!"

……

Hearing a faint noisy sound beside his ears, Yu Mian shifted his gaze from the monster to the flowing light flying in the distance.

The day before yesterday, after receiving the spiritual letter from Elder Wudu at Tianmen Pass, several teams of monks were sent out to sea to see if they could provide any assistance.

As they were unfamiliar with the route, they were the only team that found the right place.

Looking at the newcomer, Yu Mian finally showed a moment of relief, tightened the spear in his hand, and said loudly: "I am Yu Mian, the Deceitful Immortal, and I invite all Taoist friends to defeat the enemy together!"

"Junior Sister Yu, I've been waiting for you!"

The sword gourd that was flashing with cold light was ripped open, and the monk sitting on the gourd sat cross-legged, using his hands to control the two yin and yang flying swords, leaving debris everywhere he went.

Then the broadsword, the longbow, the greataxe...

Almost all members of this team are martial artists with terrifying fighting abilities. They prefer close combat and their fighting style is almost the same as Yu Mian.

With them helping her to deal with the monsters pouring in from the periphery, she could also kill all the ones that slipped through the net one by one.

He fetched more than a hundred spirit stones, which were absorbed and turned into ashes in an instant. Then he rushed into the herd of beasts, picked up the heads of the beasts with his spears, pierced through the heads, cut open their bellies, and crushed their hearts.

There was finally a gap in the fight. She seized the opportunity and took out the formation plate from her arms, and a killing formation took shape in an instant.

Thousands of threads cut the monster into pieces.

Then bury the talisman on the ground and detonate it!

Frost, vines, wind blades!

Yu Mian used it more and more vigorously, and finally remembered that he still had several bottles of poison made by Sheng Qing for him. He waved his hand to put away the spear, took out the peacock feather fan, held it in front of him, and flicked it with his fingertips, and the fan opened to cover up his wicked expression.

Place wind-fixing and wind-controlling talismans on the fan.

Then he sprinkled poison and used the fan skills he learned from Senior Sister Gu Qingfeng to move recklessly among the beasts in front of him.

A strong wind blew up, and a very poisonous aura swept through. As long as the person who inhaled it drove the spiritual power or magic power in his body, it would follow and flow throughout the body.

The group of magical beasts that were alive and kicking just now, soon lost coordination and fell forward one by one after passing through the wind barrier.

Based on the results of this experiment, Yu Mian simply set up a wind wave array at the entrance of the broken gap, and then installed poison powder, directly turning it into a poison mist array.

No matter whether it is flying, running, or amphibious, anyone who comes in will die!

Unfortunately, the amount of poison powder is limited after all. After resisting for a while and using up almost all of it, you still have to take out the spear to fight.

As the battle intensified, the red inner elixir in his body became more and more compatible with himself. Yu Mian could even faintly see the scarlet evil spirit attached to the spear, which made the already sharp tip of the spear even sharper.

Cutting open the animal's body became easy and simple.

Another half day passed.

Yu Mian felt her body protesting with soreness, her hands and feet holding the spear trembling slightly, and she dodged a step and was knocked flying by a giant manatee monster, rolling several times in the dust on the ground.

He raised his hand to look at the back of his bruised hand, then touched his red, bleeding cheek with his fingertips.

hiss--

He pulled the corner of his mouth nonchalantly, quickly stepped forward and used the few talismans he had to freeze the monster, and then smashed it into powder to relieve the hatred in his heart.

But just as she dealt with this one, another attack came from behind, knocking her several meters away.

Her elbow hit the ground, her flesh was torn, and blood oozed out, causing her nose to wrinkle in pain.

Yu Mian took a breath on the ground, and then he saw dozens of magical beasts from a small tribe running past him and heading inside. At this speed, they would reach the blood pool in just over ten days.

It is unknown how long the Shengqing formation has been set up.

He waved his hand and took out hundreds of spirit stones, which he immediately absorbed. He then threw his spear at the small group, using his spirit power to control its flight, stringing them together and killing them on the spot.

When I turned around, I saw the herd of beasts seeking death continuing to rush towards me.

Yu Mian summoned back the spear.

"Come and fight!"

Click——!

The seal in front of him shattered again. He raised his eyes and scanned the weak spot, focusing more of his attention on blocking it.

Not long after, there was another snap.

This line connected two originally close cracks and directly tore open a huge gap. The bearing capacity of the sealing barrier was already minimal, and its only function was to generally suppress the awakening of the Demon Lord.

Two monks who were fighting outside rushed in, "Junior sister, we are here to help you!"

As soon as they stepped in, they were almost frightened by the environment full of magical factors and the "barrenness" without any spiritual power. The two monks looked at Yu Mian with more admiration.

With Nascent Soul cultivation, he could actually hold on for so long!

They shared the two rifts, greatly alleviating Yu Mian's pressure.

Meanwhile, the eight people from the outside world had to stop them from breaking the seal, and they were too busy to do anything else.

"Thank you, senior brothers and sisters!" Yu Mian breathed a sigh of relief.

Her spirit was strained to the limit and she felt a little dizzy. She rubbed her temples and then cheered herself up.

A day later, another team found the location and came here. At the same time, the cracks in the barrier became more numerous and dense. Under the protection of his senior brothers and sisters, Yu Mian had a rare half a quarter of an hour to meditate and regulate his breathing.

As soon as the pain in his meridians subsided, he immediately stood up and rushed forward.

In just a dozen days, the teams of cultivators who came here remembered this junior sister who was at the Nascent Soul stage and who attacked with ruthlessness, stability and accuracy.

The junior sister looked like a little blood man, with no expression on her face. Her whole body was filled with bloody murderous energy, so thick that it looked like she had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Eight enemies in the Spirit Transformation Realm came towards her and surrounded her, isolating her and preparing to take advantage of her.

Yu Mian felt as if there was a heavy burden on his shoulders, and his bones trembled slightly, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not fade at all.

It gave these intelligent beasts a sense of threat, as if the little creature in front of them could really hurt them.

A few of them whispered to each other, then raised their long legs high, wanting to strangle Yu Mian to death.

The attack resonance sounded, exploding from the eardrums.

Yu Mian took the blow with the help of the soft armor on his body, and used all his strength to activate his inner elixir. With scarlet eyes, he tore open the chest of one of them with a claw, crushed the inner elixir, and then took down the remaining seven in an instant.

The sudden outburst seemed to overdraw her body's strength. She finally couldn't bear it anymore and was about to fall down. Thinking of Sheng Qing who was still behind her, she bit the soft flesh on her cheek and propped herself up to stand up.

And there was a whistling of wind in my ears...

The long hair stuck to my face by the blood started to itch, and the sea breeze was filled with the strong smell of blood...

Yu Mian saw the seal in front of him disappear.

Doesn’t that mean that the Demon Lord is about to wake up? Then Shengqing!

She turned her head suddenly, and the little girl, covered in blood, dust and mud, and with countless minor wounds, was embraced.

A familiar breath fell into her nostrils, and her body, which had been holding on for more than half a month, finally couldn't hold on anymore and went limp.

"Mian'er...?" Sheng Qing picked up his little wife, cleaned the dirt off her body, and called her in a rather doting tone, "Little fool."

"I... am waiting for you..." She muttered this and fell asleep.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time..." Sheng Qing said in a gentle voice, unable to hide his heartache, and then he embraced her, his eyes were stern, and the Blue Netherworld Fire burned wildly all over the place, turning everything in sight into ashes.