The Immortal Spiritual Picture

"Give us a way out?

Daoist Zhan Tian said so arrogantly!"

The Moon-Watching Demon King was so angry at Feng Yidao's words that he forgot to find loopholes in his words.

He was not a particularly smart demon. He was able to say those words before because of a rare inspiration. Now that he was angry, he could not think so much.

He was seen emitting surging true energy all over his body. The true energy rolled and turned into a moon-watching black wolf, which pounced on Feng Yidao with great momentum.

Feng Yidao was originally a sword cultivator. In terms of momentum, he was naturally not inferior to him. Moreover, since he condensed his Nascent Soul, he has been cultivating on the fifth-level spirit vein. In addition, the spiritual body gave him an extraordinary cultivation speed, which made his cultivation level not lower than that of the Moon-Watching Demon King.

The black wolf formed by the true essence came forward, and the wind caused Feng Yidao's clothes to flutter, but Feng Yidao showed no fear. He clenched the knife in his hand, which was humming softly, closed his eyes, and a huge human-shaped phantom suddenly appeared behind him.

The face of the phantom was not very clear, but the knife in his hand was exactly the same as Feng Yidao's black knife.

Seeing the Moon-Watching Black Wolf rushing over, the phantom took a half step forward, and the knife in his hand and the black wolf came into close contact. For a moment, the two spiritual energies surged, and the monsters and cultivators within a radius of dozens of miles could not help but tremble and retreat.

This move was actually evenly matched.

Little did he know that the Moon-Watching Demon King was shocked. He knew the power of his life phantom best, and ordinary Yuanying early stage cultivators could not resist it so easily.

It seems that this guy is not easier to deal with than Meihuo.

Thinking so, the Moon-Watching Demon King made another move, but no matter how he attacked, Feng Yidao could break it with his knife.

After a hundred moves in the blink of an eye, Feng Yidao's aura became more and more majestic, and even the gentle spiritual energy around him turned into a sharp and domineering sword energy, which made people breathless.

The ancestor of the Yan family shook his sleeves, and a spell was cast on the warship, and the warship retreated nearly a hundred miles.

It doesn't matter if this man and this demon fight, but if these expensive warships are damaged, it will affect the future.

As for himself, he didn't want to get involved in the battle between Feng Yidao and Wangyue Monster King;

After all, Langhu Fudi is so close to Qingzhou, and it will most likely be the territory of Haoran Sect in the future. He doesn't need to spend energy to help Haoran Sect eliminate this great enemy.

And at this time, the Pojun warship finally arrived.

However, the person who controlled the Pojun warship also found that Feng Yidao was fighting with Wangyue Monster King in the sky, so he controlled Pojun to fly to the battlefield on the ground.

Soon, the monks on the Pojun warship filed out and attacked the monsters on the ground.

With a large number of human monks joining the battlefield, the human race tore through the monsters' charge like a broken bamboo, and the monks who fought with the monsters at the beginning slowly retreated to the rear under the order of the Yan family ancestor.

On the battlefield, Gu Changhuan held the heavy mysterious spear in his hand, and used the body protection aura to fight back and forth with a third-level low-grade monster. At this time, a second-level monster who didn't know how to live or die tried to sneak attack Gu Changhuan from behind, but was stabbed by Gu Changhuan with a backhand shot.

While dealing with the monsters, he looked at the whole battle situation, and from time to time he looked at the magic fire giant, wondering what this thing was, a creature or a magic weapon.

Then he suddenly found that there seemed to be a few human monks on the battlefield, as if there were many more monks who had gathered at the Maoxing Fortress before.

It shouldn't be that he remembered it wrongly. Could it be that those cultivators were sent somewhere else?

Gu Changhuan thought, and casually used a thunder spell to pierce the head of a third-level monster that came out of the ground and wanted to attack Chi Jin.

Before Chi Jin found the monster and had time to deal with it, the monster was killed by Gu Changhuan casually, but Gu Changhuan's attack was hidden, and if you don't observe carefully, you can't tell that it was him who did it;

However, Chi Jin was very familiar with Gu Changhuan's aura, so he naturally knew it. Before he could say anything, he heard Gu Changhuan's voice transmission asking him to concentrate on the battle and not be distracted, so he picked up the magic weapon and turned his heart to fight with the monsters.

Gu Xuanzhan also tacitly picked a third-level low-grade monster, and fought back and forth with the magic weapon, and even didn't use his minor magical powers.

The other Gu family foundation-building cultivators were not as good as Gu Changhuan and Gu Xuanzhan because of their low cultivation. However, they did not try their best and retained some strength.

However, even so, they could not withstand the sharp edge of Gu Changqing and Chi Jin. Ordinary second-level monsters could not last more than 20 moves in their hands. Even when surrounded by enemies, they did not delay the performance of these two people. Instead, they became more and more courageous.

For a while, other cultivators looked at them sideways.

At the same time, the sound of fighting between humans and monsters was heard throughout the battlefield.

However, there were only a few people like Gu Changhuan who worked but did not put in any effort.

The Moon-Watching Demon King did not expect that it was not only Feng Yidao who suddenly attacked, but also a large number of human cultivators. In addition, the direction of the Pojun warship was a little wrong, which made him a little confused.

The situation seemed a little wrong.

The Moon-Watching Demon King thought so, looked at the direction of the Yan Family's ancestor with fear, and then let out a wolf howl, calling back the shadow of the Moon-Watching Black Wolf.

The rest of the demon clan, after hearing the wolf howl, also slowly retreated.

After a fierce battle with Feng Yidao, the shadow of the Moon-Watching Black Wolf had shrunk by nearly one-fifth. The shadow turned back and glared at Feng Yidao fiercely before returning unwillingly.

After the shadow and the Moon-Watching Demon King merged into one, the Moon-Watching Demon King suddenly felt the sword intent in the sky, and his hair stood on end.

The successive backhands of the human race had completely disrupted his deployment, and the appearance of Feng Yidao and the ancestors of the Yan family was something he had not expected.

It is better to retreat temporarily and then slowly plan.

Thinking of this, the Moon-Watching Demon King glanced at the battle situation on the ground and found that most of the low-level demons had been killed or injured, so he snorted coldly.

Feng Yidao saw that the Moon-Watching Demon King had withdrawn his moves and the demons also retreated like a tide, and he couldn't help but frowned and pointed his sword at the Moon-Watching Demon King.

"What?

You admit defeat?"

On the ground, Gu Changhuan killed a third-level low-grade monster that wanted to escape with a wind blade, and also controlled the heavy Xuan gun to stop another third-level monster that wanted to escape. Gu Xuanzhan seized the opportunity and used a small magical power to cut the third-level monster in half.

Gu Changhuan looked up and looked at the Moon-Watching Demon King and the Zhantian Ancestor in the sky. He didn't know what they said or what agreement they reached. In the end, Feng Yidao and the Yan family ancestor actually watched the Moon-Watching Demon King retreat.

On the ground, the remaining monsters also ran back.

Watching the demons retreat, the human cultivators on the ground couldn't help but cheer.

However, in the sky, Feng Yidao's face was not very good.