The preparations made by the demons this time were not inadequate. The black mass roared above the sky and swooped towards them like flies.

This was the scene when Ming Fan and Zhang Shan rushed back.

The elders of each sect gave orders to their disciples to stabilize the monks' minds.

When the Qingyang Sect disciples saw Ming Fan back, they seemed to have found a backbone and chattered around Ming Fan.

Ming Fan nodded to the disciples: "Remember what I, Feizhou, said to you."

After saying that, he ducked in front of the formation and looked at Lin Wanshu and the others with their eyes closed, still showing no intention of having a baby. Ming Fan seizes the time, strengthens the magic circle dozens of meters around, and throws several explosive formations on the sandwich between the magic circle and the magic circle.

In this way, if people outside wanted to force their way in, they would have to have their skin blown off first.

Looking at the three-layered inner and outer three-layered magic circle that was like an iron barrel, Ming Fan nodded with satisfaction. If nothing else happened, senior brother would not have to worry about being disturbed.

After taking another deep look at a few people, he turned around and rushed towards the center of the battlefield.

This batch of demons came with foundation-building and golden elixirs. Mingfan's consciousness spread out and he roughly sensed that their golden elixirs were several times more than theirs.

Looking at the disciples fighting fiercely with the demons on the field, even if this disadvantage does not appear at the beginning, in the long run, the situation will not be optimistic.

The demonic skills are famous for their cruelty and evil. When practiced, they will naturally get twice the result with half the effort. Therefore, many people will flock to them and become demons.

Ming Fan dodged a few times and came to the elder of Wanyao Sect: "Junior has met Elder Qian."

Qian Xing glanced at Ming Fan and thought to himself that this little girl would be called an old boy when nothing happened, but when something happened, she would be called Huanshi by an elder.

"Say it."

"Junior believes that the key to victory is not to work independently and to fight together."

"You little... girl, aren't you talking nonsense!" Zhang Shan threw out several talismans, and several demons around him were blown away.

A few ducked and jumped over, scolding the boys of the sect smoothly. I saw Ming Fan changed his mind.

Qian Xing and Ming Fan quickly found Liu Qingquan and Zheng Qian.

After all, Zheng Qian is an elder of the Luoshen Sect and has experienced hundreds of battles. At this time, Zheng and Liu Qingquan were commanding the disciples of their respective sects.

Seeing the three of them coming, he just nodded and said nothing.

Does this mean you no longer want to cooperate with them?

Liu Qingquan was secretly happy that the Luo Shen Sect would only be able to form an alliance with them. As long as they had a close relationship with the Luo Shen Sect in this battle, there was no telling how lucky the Beast Control Sect would be in the future. .

Zheng Qian, on the other hand, is an elder of the sect after all, and he is not the kind of person to sweep away the troubles in front of a formidable enemy.

It's just... Humph, he glanced sideways at Ming Fan and was ridiculed by a junior with a gun and a stick. He felt that his old face was very unbearable.

Ming Fan respectfully bowed to Zheng Qian as a disciple, smiling gently and modestly.

"I have long heard that Zheng Qian is a man of heroic appearance, wise, martial, courageous, heroic, far-sighted, far-sighted and foresighted.

When I saw him today, he was indeed majestic, graceful, majestic and majestic.

The younger generation was really blind and did evil things before, and was ashamed of himself.

Elder Zheng, you are actually my idol all the time. I dream of making the Luo Shen Sect my second home. "

Ming Fan's tone could not be described as insincere, and there was no trace of perfunctoriness in his bright black eyes, which made everyone stunned.

Zheng Qian blinked and stroked his three beards: "Well, it's not as good as you said."

Zhang Shan:......

No, what is she talking about?

Liu Qingquan:......

Why are there people in the world who are worse than him?

Qian Xing:......

That old guy wouldn't really take it seriously... He really dares to say it and dares to believe it.

There was an eerie silence for a moment. Ming Fan tilted his head and blinked: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Turning to look at Zheng Qian: "Senior, junior..."

"Okay, it was all a misunderstanding before, no need to say it anymore." Zheng Qian waved his sleeves. Looking at this child now, he is getting more and more pleasing to the eye. He looks... Can't see clearly, but thinking about it, it's two people. Nose and eyes.

Once you get through the most difficult thing, everything will be easier.

"Young friend Mingfan is right. We are facing a powerful enemy, and we should share the same hatred."

"I am from the Luo Shen Sect and am good at secret defense. My main skill is to take the enemy by surprise.

Otherwise, the Qingyang Sect and the Beast Control Sect will be responsible for the attack, while the Luo Shen Sect will be responsible for the defense.

The Talisman of Taixu Sect is quite accomplished and can be used both offensively and defensively, so it can be used as a support.

As for the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect, it is the lifeblood and treats the injuries of the disciples in time.

So, do you have any objections? "

No one had any objections, and this was not far different from what they expected.

Ming Fan nodded in agreement: "But..."

Everyone's eyes were focused on her again, but this time except for Liu Qingquan, most of the others had curiosity in their eyes.

"Do you have any other ideas? Tell me."

Ming Fan rubbed his chin with his fingers, looked at the disciples, and thought: "How about dividing the disciples into groups?

Take the group as a unit to avoid alchemy cultivators being left alone, and try to avoid the main attacking disciple being unable to succeed.

Moreover, the grouping does not mean that each of them fights alone and ignores other things. It can only prioritize and target alchemists. "

After being divided into groups, Dan Xiu mainly assisted the monks in his group to avoid running around in the whole place.

The disciples of the Qingyang Sect and the Beast Control Sect knew that there were alchemists standing by at any time, so they would not restrain their hands.

"That's the truth, but with so many disciples, this grouping has become a problem."

They can't shout in front of the demons.

If the demons heard this, they would be so excited that they would chase the disciples and chop them everywhere.

Spiritual sound transmission is the fastest method. As long as you lock the disciples of your sect's aura, it is not difficult to transmit sound to a large area in a short time.

It's not that they haven't thought about it, it's just that it's naturally not difficult for them, but who will teach the thousands of disciples of Qingyang Sect?

"This is simple, the elders can each transmit messages to their own sect disciples."

Ming Fan said and glanced at the disciples. Except for Qingyang Sect, there were almost three thousand people from other sects. It was enough to spread them out.

"Qingyang Sect..." Zheng Qian hesitated. They were not familiar with the disciples of Qingyang Sect. If they were to focus on them, they would inevitably miss them.

Ming Fan curled his lips: "Qingyang Sect, I'm here." After saying that, he closed his eyes and focused on the thousands of Qingyang Sect disciples present.

When Ming Fan opened his eyes again, the small eyes of the elders around him were greatly shocked.

No, she has thousands of disciples, and she is done in just a moment?

This was normal for them, but for Ming Fan, it became mysterious.

As we all know, the consciousness of ordinary people increases with their cultivation.

They have never seen anyone whose spiritual consciousness grows faster than his cultivation level.

Even for monks who specialize in spiritual power, although the spiritual consciousness of such monks is much stronger than that of ordinary monks, this "many" will not be so outrageous that it crosses the realm.

You know, she targeted more than a thousand disciples at one time.

Is this really something a Jindan disciple can do? Asking themselves if they are in the golden elixir stage, they cannot use their spiritual consciousness to transmit messages to so many people at once.

"you……"

Ming Fan tilted his head and said in confusion: "Why, you haven't finished yet?"

"Is there nothing wrong with your mind?" Zhang Shan asked.

Ming Fan looked at them doubtfully and shook his head. In her opinion, there seemed to be something wrong with them.

In fact, it’s not the elders’ fault, anyone would be surprised if this happened to them.

It's just that Ming Fan really has no idea about her own mental power. She knows that she is very strong, but she doesn't know how strong she is.

Therefore, when he looked at the elders again, Ming Fan's eyes changed. He slowly covered his head and said tentatively: "Hiss--it hurts?"

The corners of the elders' mouths twitched: "..." Can you act more fake? Think they are blind and cannot see!

In the end, they reached a consensus that this little thing was a monster.

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