Chapter 33 Three Ancestors Watching the Battle

The other three people also changed their expressions upon hearing this, and turned around and ran!

At this point, no one cared about anyone else, just survive first!

Tan Taiying was a little panicked, raised her hand to summon a lotus platform, and was about to step on it and fly away.

Only cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage who have entered the Nine Realms of the Immortal Path can fly in the air, and the rest of the cultivators must rely on magic weapons that can carry people.

Ning Wuxie just ran to her side, took a look, and pulled her down!

"What are you doing?!" Tan Taiying was startled, frowned and scolded.

"Look at the top of your head!" Ning Wuxie ignored her, left a word and continued to run.

Tan Taiying looked up, only to find that she was not the only one who thought of using a flying magic weapon to escape.

Countless cultivators, stepping on flying swords or gourds, etc., soared into the sky from the woods, fleeing in panic from the terrifying beast tide.

However, among the monsters, there are not only beasts on the ground, but also fierce birds above the head!

Moreover, these fierce birds are the first wave in the beast tide!

Sure enough, the cultivator above just flew up and had not yet accelerated, but he felt the murderous aura coming from behind. Looking back, he saw countless raptors and flying snakes with wingspans of several feet, opening their bloody mouths and sharp claws, and rushing towards him!

The screams one after another resounded through the mountains and forests, and it seemed as if blood was raining from the sky, with broken arms and limbs falling from time to time!

Tan Taiying was shocked, put away the lotus throne, and looked at Ning Wuxie.

Ning Wuxie had already run dozens of meters with Xuan'er at this time! Leaving everyone far behind.

Tan Taiying moved her slender legs and hurriedly chased after him.

This Ning Wuxie has something, and if she follows him, she may have a glimmer of hope!

"Hahahaha, you bunch of ants, you asked for it!"

Mo Xiang's domineering and crazy shouting sounded again above his head.

From the joy in his words, Ning Wuxie could guess that many cultivators must have died!

"Three old dogs, I see who dares to save me, who dares to attack me, is going to war with my Lanyuan country!"

Mo Xiang roared like venting.

He was giving him back his own way. Just now, the three ancestors said that they had no right to manage the cultivators below, so now they released the beast tide, and they also had no right to interfere!

Who would have thought that this old demon king could hide such a trick! He actually gathered so many demon beasts!

Demon beasts are different from demons. They are also in the category of wild beasts. They are not very intelligent and their blood is also of lower level.

Even if Mo Xiang used his demon king's blood, it would be difficult to command so many demon beasts! Such a large-scale beast tide can almost destroy a small country!

There is another possibility, that is Bai Ze's fetus!

He used Bai Ze's blood to command the demon beasts within a thousand miles!

In the sky at the edge of the forest, three old men with immortal looks were suspended in the air, standing in the air.

"I didn't expect Mo Xiang to have such a trick!" The old man in the middle had a thin face and a murderous look on his face.

He wore a black and white Taoist robe, with a "human" character embroidered in gold thread on his left chest.

He was one of the supreme elders from the Human Sect!

On his left and right were a white-faced old man wearing a luxurious and exquisite green Confucian robe, and an old man wearing a coarse white nightgown.

The ancestor from the Confucian school also had an angry look on his face, with his fists clenched. However, the old ancestor of the Hermit Valley, who was wearing nightgown, had a normal look on his face, and looked at him secretly.

He represented the Hermit Valley, and didn't care how many of these cultivators would die under the beast tide.

No matter who got the Bai Ze fetus, it didn't matter to the Hermit Valley.

What he cared more about was the Confucian scholar named Meng Cangran who had sneaked into the Hermit Valley not long ago...

Where there are Confucian disciples, there are often big things happening. He was very curious about what purpose the Confucian disciples wanted to achieve in this great opportunity of the divine beast coming to the world.

"Dong Fangbai, I can understand that Brother Chen is indignant. After all, most of the people below are human cultivators."

"But why are you so anxious? Look at how you can't sit still!"

The ancestor of the Hermit Valley is like an old naughty boy. Not only does he dress in a weird style, but he also speaks in a weird way.

The Confucian ancestor called Dong Fangbai was stunned and retorted: "I am naturally sad for my human cultivators. I am not as cold-blooded as you Zhou Wuling!"

Zhou Wuling showed disdain and stopped talking.

The elder of the Human Clan, Chen Tiange, who was standing in the center, kept silent, thinking that the two old enemies had started again.

No wonder, the Confucianism's worldly thoughts and the Hermit Valley's otherworldly thoughts were too different, and they didn't like each other.

He didn't know about the Confucian plan to send Meng Cangran, and just thought it was another quarrel between the two old enemies.

Dong Fangbai continued to look at the distant forest. From this angle, the beast tide with huge dust was hundreds of miles long, sweeping the forest outside the Five Peaks Valley.

Wherever the beast tide rushed, trees fell, and the magical power of the cultivators' counterattacks lit up and quickly dissipated!

Not only that, countless raptors were circling in the sky, rushing to farther distances, attacking the lone cultivators in the sky and on the ground!

The average strength of the monsters was not strong, but they were fearless and in groups!

Dong Fangbai's heart was half cold. Maybe this time he could not get Bai Ze's blood to heal Ying Yan, and he was afraid that Meng Cangran would be involved!

And the most fatal thing was that he couldn't go to save him!

Meng Cangran, you must survive... Otherwise, how can I explain to your master!

His powerful spiritual sense extended out, anxiously searching for Meng Cangran's location throughout the forest...

Xuan'er couldn't run fast, so Ning Wuxie simply picked her up and ran quickly through the forest.

He used the spirit sword and followed behind him. Once he sensed the approach of a demon beast, he would kill it immediately!

As he ran farther and farther, the number of demon beasts chasing him gradually decreased.

The monks ran outward in a fan shape, and the beast tide became more and more scattered.

Ning Wuxie slowed down and gradually stopped.

Xuan'er was still curled up in his arms, reaching out to pull his clothes, her eyes closed, and her face was nervous.

Feeling Ning Wuxie's speed slowing down, she opened her eyes.

"It's okay, Xuan'er, come down."

But Ning Wuxie just put Xuan'er down, and immediately felt something approaching behind him!

The spirit sword came in an instant with a trace of sword intent, and the sword energy it brought swept away the weeds on the ground around it!

"It's me! Tan Taiying!" A panicked cry came from behind the tree, and Ning Wuxie controlled the spirit sword to stop in the air immediately.

Tan Taiying slowly walked out from behind the tree, looking frightened.

The attack of the spirit sword just now was so terrifying that she, a Jindan realm, was scared!

And his reaction was too fast. After such a long journey, how could he still have such a strong will to counterattack immediately? !

If I was a second slower just now, I would have been seriously injured by his sword!

"Is it you?" Ning Wuxie made a puzzled sound and looked at Tan Tai Tan Tai Ying, and then his eyes became strange.

At this time, Tan Tai Ying had lost her cold temperament when she first met, but was in a mess!

Her simple and elegant knight costume was tattered, some of which were scratched by branches, and some were attacked by monsters, leaving blood-red wounds.

Her originally flowing hem was torn off, revealing her round and tight thighs wrapped in breeches, and her top was also damaged, revealing pieces of snow-white.

Even the front was loosened during the running, and the snow-white roundness was exposed, rising and falling with her breathing.

It can be seen that her physique is not very good. In order to keep up with Ning Wuxie, she ran until her face was red and she was panting.

The veil covering her face was blown by her, and her facial features could be vaguely seen. She was indeed extremely beautiful.

Feeling Ning Wuxie's gaze, Tan Taiying hurriedly pulled the collar of her clothes and wrapped it tightly around her chest: "What are you looking at, you pervert!"

This Ning Wuxie, although he talks about great principles very well, he is actually a pervert!

Tan Taiying blushed and remembered the scene of the movie she had seen with the photo ball.

As for why she bought the photo ball to watch, no one knows...

Ning Wuxie was stunned, pulled Xuan'er and turned away.

Now he can't see it anymore.

But as soon as he turned around, he heard a ripping sound behind him.

It sounded like the sound of clothes being torn. Tan Tai Xuan pulled too tightly, tearing the already tattered clothes into pieces...

Ning Wuxie instinctively turned his head, and immediately heard a hysterical scream from behind: "Don't turn around!"

"Xuan'er, this sister didn't say anything to you, you can turn your head..." Ning Wuxie said to Xuan'er who was also startled.

Xuan'er turned her head and exclaimed:

"Sister, where are your upper body clothes!"

"Xuan'er, can you lend your clothes to this sister first?"

Ning Wuxie took out a set of spare clothes prepared for Xuan'er from the storage ring and stood there scratching his heart.