When the people from Seal Demon City notified the disciples in the area of intermediate monsters, the intermediate monsters had already looked at Ye Feiran and his party carefully, and then locked their target. Its target is naturally Ye Feiran, who has the most evil talent. It is best if she succeeds in seizing her body. If she cannot seize her body, her soul must taste very good. Thinking of this, the intermediate monster couldn't help but lick its lips. biqubao.com This move made Tang Mengtong and the others uncontrollably nervous, while Ye Feiran looked calm. Her soul is protected by the light of the Cangyu tree, so she has no worries about being snatched away and devoured by intermediate monsters. In addition, she also has the natural fire of the ancient nine-tailed fox and the ancient underworld phoenix, so she doesn't worry about being unable to kill it. Now, she was just thinking, whose soul attack is more powerful between her and the intermediate monster in front of her? Without further ado, Ye Feiran immediately sent a message to his friends, "I will deal with the intermediate monster. You should be careful, and don't worry about me. I have a way to deal with it." After saying that, Ye Feiran's figure turned into an afterimage and rushed out of the monster group. Naturally, the intermediate monsters immediately chased after him. At the same time, Ye Han and the others immediately started to kill the monsters around them. After Ye Feiran rushed out of the monster group, he did not forget to ask the Lightning Golden Eagle to come out to help. "Lightning and thunder can also cause great damage to monsters. You are responsible for drawing thunder and lightning to deal with them." "Yes, Master!" The Lightning Golden Eagle responded and hovered in mid-air. "Bah!" With an eagle's cry, the aura of the fifth-level lightning golden eagle was also emitted, and the lightning flashed on its body, and the wisps of thunder and lightning made a sizzling sound, which was very dazzling in the mid-air. The next moment, the originally gray sky changed, and a large gloomy cloud quickly appeared, making the area darker again. In addition to bursts of rumbling thunder, there were also flashes of thunder and lightning in the clouds. The master and the contracted beast are one. The Lightning Golden Eagle knows that Ye Feiran wants to get a good ranking and is worried about his friends below, so he does not hesitate to use his strongest attack - attracting thunder and lightning! "Bah!" Another eagle chirped, and the thunder and lightning brewing in the clouds struck. "Boom!" "Ahhhh..." The monster was struck by lightning and quickly dispersed into small particles. However, when it condensed again, the area of the entire black mist had become much smaller. The Lightning Golden Eagle saw that his strongest attack could not kill these monsters, and he immediately became angry. He let out another eagle cry, and the thunder and lightning struck again. This time, the smaller monsters were finally killed. Seeing this, the Lightning Golden Eagle finally understood how to kill the monsters. It did not fight for the monsters with Yunchen and the others, but only dealt with the monsters near the edge, giving Yunchen and the others some breathing time. Yunchen and his team cooperated with their contracted beasts. Because they were worried about Ye Feiran, their eyes turned red after a while, and the result was naturally shocking. They tried their best to kill the monsters, but because they were on guard, the monsters couldn't use their soul attacks on them at all. In front of the water mirror, no one noticed the feat of the Lightning Golden Eagle. Their attention was focused on Ye Feiran and the intermediate monster. Ye Feiran rushed out for a certain distance and then stopped. However, before she could turn around, the intermediate monster had already penetrated into her sea of consciousness. "Ranran!" The worried voice of the mutated Nine-leaf Hongzhi suddenly sounded. Ye Feiran also felt nervous, but after noticing that her soul had been enveloped by the light of the Cangyu tree for the first time, her heart gradually calmed down. However, many people in front of the water mirror became nervous, especially Ke Duzhong, Qingwu, Rong Yue and Xiao Ruoyan. "Who is on duty in Demon Sealing City today? Have the disciples in the intermediate monster area been informed?" "Are the disciples in the intermediate monster area too slow to react?" "The intermediate monster has penetrated into Ye Feiran's sea of consciousness. Could it be that Ye Feiran was taken away from him?" "She is just a peak immortal. Even if her body is not taken away, part of her soul may be devoured." "No, I want to go take a look." This sentence came from Qingwu's mouth. She was about to take action, but was held back by Ke Duzhong. "Don't worry, Wang Zezhi has gone." Qingwu was slightly startled. As expected, Wang Zezhi was nowhere to be seen in the palace. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. If Wang Zezhi takes action, Ye Feiran will be fine." Wangze's Space-Tearing Machine had already arrived at the scene, but when he saw Ye Feiran's eyes clear, he didn't take action immediately. In the sea of consciousness, the intermediate monster was stunned when he saw Ye Feiran's soul shrouded in a soft light that seemed harmless. What kind of light is this? It hesitated for a moment and then began to attack the light. As a result, every attack seemed to hit cotton and had no effect. Ye Feiran thought of his previous experience in dealing with monsters. The soul was preparing to devour the monsters, and the light of the Cangyu tree had already started to move. A small ray of light turned into dots and struck at the intermediate monster. The intermediate monster felt that these dots had no attack power, so it did not avoid them. As a result, it was directly burned by these dots. "ah……" The intermediate monster was startled and subconsciously slipped out of Ye Feiran's sea of consciousness. Although it slipped away quickly, it was burned, and the area of the black mist was obviously smaller. What kind of light is this? If it had slipped a little slower, it might have been wiped out by those little stars. There was also a hint of surprise in Ye Feiran's eyes. It turned out that the light of Cang Yushu could still attack! A small ray of light can burn intermediate monsters. It seems that even if she encounters high-level monsters in the future, she won't have to worry about them coming to seize their bodies. The people in front of the water mirror were equally surprised and happy when they saw the intermediate monster escaping from Ye Feiran's sea of consciousness. "It's good that my body wasn't taken away!" "Looking at the reaction of the intermediate monster, it is no match for Ye Feiran!" Seeing this, the corner of Wang Zezhi's lips curved slightly. Intermediate monsters can't hurt him. It seems that Ye Feiran's soul is very powerful! At the same time, a disciple from the intermediate monster area finally arrived. He was a disciple of the Sword Immortal Sect, an early stage Immortal Saint! Everyone in the Sword Immortal Sect was very happy to see the disciples of their sect. If his disciple kills this intermediate monster, Ye Feiran will definitely remember this favor. Sometimes favors are very useful. When the disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect drew their swords and rushed towards the intermediate monster, the intermediate monster realized the danger and subconsciously wanted to escape, but how could Ye Feiran let it escape. As soon as her consciousness moved, a dusty stone hit the intermediate monster. One hit! The intermediate monster was hit by the dusty stone and remained motionless. The next moment it let out a shrill scream. "ah……" Soon, under the high temperature that dusted the rocks, the intermediate monster completely dissipated in the air. The disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect raised their swords with expressions of disbelief on their faces. A flash of surprise flashed across Wang Zezhi's eyes, and the people in front of the water mirror also looked surprised, and then all their eyes fell on the dusty stone. They all had the same question in their minds, what kind of stone is this that can kill an intermediate monster?
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
