Meng 49 sword

Wang Ziling has swung the pestle 28 times today.

He was very tired, his physical strength and vitality escaped with every breath, and his lungs ached like fire.But he couldn't stop, and he couldn't let his sore arms get any chance to slack off.

There are already piles of corpses under your feet, but there are more enemies in all directions.

Taking a deep breath, drawing the last strength from all the limbs, Wang Ziling yelled, and rushed out with the Huntian pestle!

"Ah—" The blood-stained Huntian Pestle broke open the head of the monster, and another blood flower bloomed on the desolate land.

Wang Ziling's nimble body continued to move forward, and in an instant he had killed two monsters and circled behind a white mask.A ray of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he stabbed there, but from the corner of his vision, he caught a glimpse of another source of rapid white mask at the side.

He cursed secretly, and immediately rolled and dodged.

When he fell to the ground, the white mask just let him go.Wang Ziling didn't even think about kicking up, and that kick used [-]% of his strength, and after kicking, a carp pounced forward.

The right hand pulled out the dagger from the boot like lightning, and wiped his throat with a knife.

At this time, the original white mask just stabbed with a sword.At the critical moment, Wang Ziling leaned back and dodged in extreme embarrassment.

Seeing that the white mask missed a blow, the sword glowed with light of Yuanli.A big move was thrown, and the scattered Yuanli flew like a torrential rain.

Wang Ziling squatted on the ground hastily, and the Huntian pestle hit the ground heavily, forming a defensive barrier.However, there is not much energy in Wang Ziling's body, and the barrier is not stable, and it was broken after only two breaths.

The aftermath of the attack inevitably hit the prince, and it hurt.

Thankfully he crouched and avoided most of the attacks.Although this looks very ugly, but at the critical moment of life and death, Wang Ziling only wants to survive.

As long as he can live.

"Chop Suey! Come!" Wang Ziling yelled while running away in embarrassment.

At this time, a gust of wind blew by, and there was a familiar stench in the wind and the unique cold atmosphere in the secret realm, and there was also a figure that made Wang Ziling feel extremely at ease.

"Stand back!" Qing Gu jumped up with Wang Ziling's shoulders on her shoulders, and when her figure flew across the air, she quickly threw two small black balls forward.

"Bang!" The smoke that filled the sky instantly enveloped the chasing white mask and monsters, and Qing Gu threw out her big sword the moment she landed.The cloud-pattern brocade boots landed on the blade, and she stood up with the sword, looking down at the place shrouded in smoke, a murderous intent flashed across her pretty face.

Then, a cold light suddenly appeared, "Kill!"

Countless attacks swept out from behind her, like a pouring rain, breaking into the smoke in an instant, arousing bursts of blood.

"Hold your breath! It's poisonous!"

"rush out!"

The white mask's shout sounded in the blood mist, but another round of attacks followed.

Qing Gu stared intently, once someone tried to escape from the blood mist, she immediately waved her hand to let others stop.So repeated, a total of three rounds of group attacks, without a pause in the middle.

When the smoke dissipated, the white mask and monsters were dead and wounded all over the ground, and the whole land was cut and riddled with holes by the sword energy.

But the monks around were very excited. To them, this was a victory, a victory won on the tip of a knife.The secret realm has become more and more terrifying. The ubiquitous monsters and enemy attacks make them exhausted and have nowhere to hide.

In this life-and-death Shura field, there is no sympathy at all.

At this time, Qing Gu looked back at the distance, then put away the sword and jumped to Wang Ziling's side.

Wang Ziling quickly reached out to support her and asked, "How is it? How far are we from there?"

The hundred-member regiment that had entered the secret realm had now been divided into three groups.Wang Zi'an was on the other side, and they were the ones who occupied the Sanshui Street area earlier.But because of Princess Yihe's decision, that team had already abandoned the Sanshui Street area and moved closer to Mochou Lake.

But even though they spoke of specific place names, it was the same everywhere in this secret realm.It is all barren and cold, the distant mountains and forests are black, and there are ubiquitous monsters and white masks.

Looking out at a glance, it seems that the scenery is the same everywhere, with no end in sight and no hope in sight.

The team of Wang Ziling and Qing Gu headed towards Mochou Lake from the very beginning.Wang Ziling is the leader, but he always listens to Qing Gu.

Qing Gu has a lot of ghost ideas, so she decided on the strategy of "Use Wang Ziling as bait, Qing Gu as the blade, and the rest will catch the net", and kill the enemy while marching.

The monsters can't be killed, but the white mask can't be endless.Qing Gu's goal is to keep clearing these people out.

As long as the white mask is killed, the monster will have no one to command, and its combat effectiveness will drop significantly.

Facts have proved that their method is good, only lost four people along the way, but the record is not bad.

"Everyone hold on for a while, we may be able to occupy the south bank of Mochou Lake by the time the sun rises," Qing Gu said.

After getting along with each other for this period of time, all the monks were convinced of this young girl, and no one questioned her words.

After each of them took the elixir to restore their strength, everyone moved forward again before the rest of the white masks came over.

But the sky is not beautiful, and after a while, someone looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice, "It's going to rain."

As soon as the words fell, a drop of rain fell on his eye sockets, as if he was crying.

Everyone's heart trembled, rain was not a good thing for them.The strength of the two sides ebbs and flows, which is really a headache.

Wang Ziling looked at the tired and serious faces in the brows, gritted his teeth, and said, "Keep going! Jinling can't wait. If anyone can't hold on, they will find their own way out."

It is said, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, no one refute.

Finally, someone gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"

"Let's go, fuck it!"

"let's go."

In the sound of self-urging, the rain finally fell.

The cold raindrops slapped the monks' faces, wet their clothes, and made their already tired bodies even more tired.They marched silently in the rain, none of them put away their weapons and were fully equipped.

"Are you okay?" Wang Ziling quietly asked Qinggu.

"Don't worry, you didn't know where I was when I was begging for life in the desert." Qing Gu said it easily.

So Wang Ziling's comforting words were swallowed again.

He suddenly remembered his first acquaintance with Qing Gu, she was lying in the farmhouse disguised as a woman's corpse, and when the enemy rushed in, she immediately violently murdered.That big sword danced vigorously, and Wang Ziling was so frightened that he just wanted to run for his life.

Later, when it came to the Immortal Calling Conference, she took herself out of the encirclement and climbed up the mountain all the way.There seemed to be infinite power hidden in that thin body, which made Wang Ziling feel ashamed.

She never seemed to be a dependable, weak person.

But Wang Ziling couldn't help but took out a brocade handkerchief wrapped in something from the Sumeru Ring, and quietly handed it over, "This is for you."

Qing Gu took it suspiciously, opened it, and saw a few pieces of her favorite mung bean cake wrapped in the campa.The pastry is fragile, and when the wind blows, crumbs will fall off.What's more, there is the rain, which wets it mercilessly.

"Hurry up and eat." Wang Ziling urged her eagerly, rubbing his hands, with obvious flattery and concern in his eyes.

Qing Gu couldn't help but said: "You idiot."

Wang Ziling felt wronged, "What's wrong with me..."

Qing Gu glared at him and ran forward.Wang Ziling scratched his head, he didn't know what he did wrong, he was discouraged, but subconsciously chased after him.

Qinggu, who was walking in front, had already eaten a piece of mung bean cake, carefully wrapped the remaining pieces, and stuffed them back into the Xumi ring.

The rain was still falling, she looked at the increasingly gloomy sky, and suddenly frowned.

"Wait." She reached out her hand to stop Wang Ziling who was running over.

Seeing her solemn expression, Wang Ziling immediately became alert, "Enemy?"

What answered him was Qing Gu's cold and solemn voice, "Array!"

At the same time, inside Jinling City.

After migrating in the middle of the night, the five dragons finally gathered at the bank of Mochou Lake.However, due to the large number of people in Jinling, personnel placement is still a big problem.

Princess Yihe stayed up all night, shuttling through the crowd to appease the people.

Xue Manshan, Ruan Kongting, Li Liweng, Shangguan Palace Master and others also gathered at the bank of Mochou Lake, each taking charge of a place and building a defensive barrier.

As a result, the people who hurried here, before they had time to clean up the panic in their hearts, rectified the exhaustion of the whole night, they saw the sword light covering the sky blooming like fireworks.

The sword fence of the lonely mountain.

The rich family of the Wuhou Mansion.

Green Bamboo in Tianmu Mountain.

The cicada sound of Ruizhu Palace.

etc.Under the cooperation of several great immortal sects, countless halos circulated and turned into barriers to protect the common people one after another, intertwined with each other, forming a grand scene that has never been seen before, or that has not been seen for a long time.

All the common people were stunned, this was a strange sight that they had never seen in their life, it was silent and magnificent, it illuminated the sky as if it were daytime.Even the roar of monster beasts in the distance seemed less terrifying.

With Xue Manshan around, Meng Qiqi didn't make a move.He kept staring at the ruins of Tanghualou with worried eyes, and wanted to go there, but he was afraid that after he passed, he would see scenes he didn't want to see, so he couldn't help but stop him.

And just as the splendor brought by the barriers tended to calm down, a more eye-catching and gorgeous vermilion light suddenly rose from the ruins of the Tanghualou.

It was the color of plum blossoms, with a little whiteness in the vermilion.

Meng Qiqi couldn't wait any longer, and flew towards that side with a touch of her toes.However, at this moment, he caught a glimpse of an unusual fluctuation on the surface of the lake.

Monsters are afraid of water, so there can be no monsters in the lake.

Then it must be people.

"Hoo!" Meng Qiqi immediately threw a sword light straight into the sky, this was the signal he had agreed with Yihe in advance.As long as you see the signal, it means that the situation is urgent and you need to rush to help immediately.

Yihe was not far away, and the moment he saw the signal, his pupils shrank, and he immediately shouted loudly: "Yan Lingwei obeys the order, the enemy is infested, the target is Tanghualou!"