across large systems

Chapter 22 The Eight-faced Ghost Bat

"Get ready to fight!" Yang Xiaochuan roared, and immediately threw the Qiankun circle in his hand, hitting a giant one-horned bull rushing forward!
The giant one-horned bull fell to the ground, but the beasts behind it still rushed over desperately, as if to defend their territory.

"It seems that this Great Rift Valley is the base camp of the planar beasts. We have stung a hornet's nest!" Yang Xiaochuan thought to himself, and at the same time took out the Sky-Breaking Divine Sword and launched an attack.

In fact, to deal with this kind of large-scale attack, the role of the Heaven Breaker Sword can be brought into full play.

Streams of sword energy continuously sent out from the body of the Potianshenjian to attack the wild beasts, and wherever they went, all the wild beasts fell down in pieces.

Yang Xiaochuan also felt that the true energy in his body was rapidly weakening. Such an attack did consume true energy, but Yang Xiaochuan didn't dare to stop. There were too many wild beasts, and the scene felt a little overwhelming.

But other people are not so powerful, they can only use the martial arts that Yang Xiaochuan gave them to attack wild beasts, and the gains are simply too small.

Only Mo Er, Ouyang Fei, Linghu Duo, Ou Ye Lue, and Tan Deng were able to kill some wild beasts, and the weapons in their hands were quite powerful.

The slaves could only protect themselves. Soon, some people were poisoned by the brutal beasts.

As time went by, Mo Er and the others couldn't hold on any longer. Their cultivation base was still too low, and they must be unable to fight against so many savage beasts with outstanding strength.

"Looks like a magic weapon!" Yang Xiaochuan immediately rang the soul-locking bell, and recited a spell specifically aimed at these wild beasts.

The power of the soul-locking bell is that no matter what it is, as long as there is a soul, it is within the attack range of the soul-locking bell.

Sure enough, the attack of the herd slowly slowed down, and everyone was already fighting and retreating, retreating thousands of meters away.

"Counterattack!" Tan Deng roared decisively, waving the Blood-Eating Shura Sword in his hand and heading straight towards the group of wild beasts. Wherever the Blood-Eating Shura Sword touched, the beasts were sucked into dried meat. Tan Deng His expression also became very ferocious.

Ouyang Fei and the others also resolutely fought back. The wild beasts could not advance or retreat, and they were still rushing out. It was like a turbulent wave hitting the shore. Yang Xiaochuan's soul-locking bell is a solid embankment, and the wild beasts are turbulent waves, but today this embankment is too strong, they simply cannot break through.

This fight has exhausted the hands of many people. The beasts in the Great Rift Valley are very powerful. Even if they are in a state of despair, they are not easy to be killed at once.

However, at this moment, some unknown creatures suddenly emerged from the darkness halfway up the cliff, and flew in front of everyone in the blink of an eye!

"Ouch!"

"what!"

"It hurts!"

"Don't suck my blood!"

There were screams again and again, and everyone was almost powerless to fight back.

"No, it's the eight-faced ghost bat!" Ouyang Fei screamed and retreated quickly.

As the name suggests, the eight-faced ghost bat has eight faces, eight mouths and sixteen pairs of eyes, and it looks like a ghost.

If the eight-faced ghost bats fight alone, they may only be ranked at the end of the nine savage beasts on the moon, but if they fight in a team, they can completely lose their place, and they will be ranked first!
The number of this batch of eight-faced ghost bats is at least 50. This huge number of monsters are elusive and have venomous fangs. The blood of those who are bitten will soon be poisoned and coagulate, and eventually die.

When the other wild beasts saw the eight-faced ghost bats flying in groups, they were frightened and ran away one by one. It seems that they are often harmed by vampire bats.

"Master, something is wrong, these eight-faced ghost bats are too powerful, it's hard for us to resist!" Ouyang Fei rushed over panting and shouted.

"Retreat!" Yang Xiaochuan had no choice but to ask everyone to retreat. After all the torment just now, Yang Xiaochuan felt that the energy in his body was about to be exhausted.

Faced with so many eight-faced ghost bats now, there must be no way to deal with them.

The pet animal Xiangxiang immediately flew into the sky when she saw the bat come out, it seems that it also knows that the bat is not easy to deal with.

If you don't retreat, I'm afraid the whole army will be wiped out today.

It's just that this retreat is not easy either. Yang Xiaochuan knew that if he retreated along the Great Rift Valley, these eight-faced ghost bats would definitely entangle him to the end, so he directed everyone to climb up along the rope.

During the climb, many slaves were bitten to death by the eight-faced ghost bats, causing heavy losses.

When everyone climbed up the cliff, Yang Xiaochuan realized that more than half of them were dead and injured, and the losses were too great.

Fortunately, Ouyang Fei, Linghu Duo, Mo Er, Tan Deng and Ou Ye Lue were all safe.

The Eight-faced Ghost Bats did not chase after them. It is estimated that this Great Rift Valley is their territory. Once the enemy exits the Great Rift Valley, they think it is safe.

Retreating to a safe zone, Yang Xiaochuan was also a little worried. This kind of eight-faced ghost bat is too difficult to deal with. It is small in size, large in number, and highly poisonous. No wonder no one appears near the Great Rift Valley.

"These eight-faced ghost bats are too evil, and everything in the world is really weird." Yang Xiaochuan couldn't help complaining.

"Master, why don't we forget it, this place is not easy to deal with." Ouyang Fei couldn't help but persuade.

"Hey, it's really sad, but we can't give up halfway, it's just that these monsters must be eliminated, otherwise we will be really sorry for these dead people." Yang Xiaochuan said sadly, but he was determined in his heart to find out how to deal with the eight-faced ghost. Bat way.

Everyone began to recuperate and rest. The fighting just now consumed too much, and even Yang Xiaochuan's energy dropped sharply at this time.

After a long time, everyone slowed down a little, and Yang Xiaochuan recovered the fastest. After all, his cultivation base is the highest among the crowd, and he can also inherit the abilities of system players.

But as for how to deal with the eight-faced ghost bat, everyone still has no way, this is not a bat in the real world.

"By the way, just use Aladdin's magic lamp to summon it, maybe some great gods will come out to help." Yang Xiaochuan suddenly remembered that he still has a magic weapon - Aladdin's magic lamp, which can only be summoned once a day. These are tough times and it's time to use it.

Taking out Aladdin's magic lamp from the ring, Yang Xiaochuan gently pressed the lamp body, and then began to chant a spell: "God, I'm in trouble, come and save me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wretched-looking man appeared in front of him.

"Who is calling me?"

"You, are you a fairy?"

Yang Xiaochuan asked in surprise, shouldn't all gods be immortal?Why does this person look so wretched?

"Of course, the deity is the bad-god!"

The visitor spoke his name very coolly.

"Shenshen? My God, what kind of broken lamp is this? How can you summon a god of decline?" Yang Xiaochuan was so angry that he almost dropped the lamp.

The level of Shuaishen is considered the lowest level among immortals, and Yang Xiaochuan has never heard of Shuaishen killing all directions.

"What? Seeing you like this, are you looking down on me? Well then, I'm leaving, bye!" Shuaishen could tell at a glance that Yang Xiaochuan didn't like him very much, and he was about to leave.

"Hey, wait, Lord Shuaishen, don't go, I finally summoned you here, you have to follow the rules of the game." Yang Xiaochuan hurriedly grabbed Shuaishen.

"Haha, are you asking me again now? Hey, forget it, tell me, what's the matter? I have to go back to play mahjong." Shuaishen said angrily.

"My lord, it's like this. There are a lot of eight-faced ghost bats in the big rift valley ahead. This kind of monster is difficult to deal with, and it has poisonous fangs. It will kill you if you bite it. I wonder if your lord can deal with it?" Yang Ogawa hurriedly explained the situation.

"Eight-faced ghost bat? This thing is really powerful. In order to fight against the devil world, the ghost emperor released this kind of monster. Unexpectedly, he couldn't take it back, so it took root here and caused harm to the world of cultivation. But who am I? I am Shuishen! Whoever I want to make unlucky will be unlucky! Don't worry, leave this matter to me, and I will help you deal with it!" Shuishen talked so eloquently that he actually revealed a little secret.

It turns out that these eight-faced ghost bats are really ghosts, no wonder they are so vicious, cunning, and blood-sucking.

Heading towards the Great Rift Valley again, everyone was still uneasy. Although the old Shuaishen in front of him was a god, he seemed to be reliable at all.

Now Yang Xiaochuan can only choose to trust. After all, many props produced by the system are still quite effective after use. This Aladdin magic lamp should not be loose.

But Shuishen said with a smile: "Everyone, please relax, there will be a show to watch soon."

"It's strange to believe you!" Everyone seemed to be thinking the same sentence in their hearts.

Returning to the Great Rift Valley, the eight-faced ghost bats really came out again, and this time the number seemed to be even greater than before.

(End of this chapter)