The goddess of the goddess

Chapter 423
In the extraterritorial forest, which is still hundreds of miles away from the quest hall, a tragic battle is being staged. The leading and supporting roles are a group of Jindan, Nascent Soul cultivators and dozens of high-level monsters.

People with strong mental strength may be able to see that in this battle, the huge monsters, four Nascent Soul masters, and a dozen or so Jindan were divided into three factions, hostile to each other, and endlessly killing.

The trees in the forest are densely packed, but in this ever-shrinking battle circle, none of them can be seen.

The blood-stained ground, the empty sky, no one dares to cross.

Among the 'three factions', the monster with the largest number of casualties was the fastest and also the most injured, and in the team with only four Nascent Soul masters, none of them were injured or died.

As for the weakest of the 'three factions', the more than a dozen Golden Core stage teams, once their numbers decrease, it will be time for the group to be wiped out.

"Let's go together and besiege him!" Someone from Jindan suggested.

This person on their side is the weakest of the four Nascent Souls, and only by killing this person can they have a slight chance of escape.

Five or six people immediately agreed, and all kinds of elemental attacks concentrated on the big man who was agile but couldn't keep up with his movements.

Ice skates, fireballs, earth thorns, logs, all attack the big man from all directions, making the big man flustered, dodging the ice skates, unable to avoid the fireball, avoiding the fireball, unable to block the earth thorns.

As a result, most of these attacks fell on him firmly.

The bone-piercing pain made him unstoppable, and he was about to lose his hold. He wanted to ask for help, but before he could say a word, he was swept under the iron hoof of a ninth-level monster by a person who suddenly appeared from behind. , it became a pool of blood mud.

"Third Brother!!!" Zhong Xiong saw this scene with his eyes cracked, and an eight-edged plum blossom silver hammer flew out like a halberd for killing gods, passing through three or four monsters of seventh and eighth rank straight. It fell into the chest of the late Jindan who killed his younger brother, but he couldn't see the tail.

The man's dantian burst instantly, and he couldn't even be reincarnated.

Those who saw this astonishing scene all broke down in cold sweat. This Zhongxiong's strength is too amazing, too terrifying!
Those monsters of the sixth, seventh and eighth ranks were so tough that they were invulnerable, and with an eight-edged plum blossom bright silver hammer...

Robbing to their level, it is true that they can easily earn contribution points without doing anything.

The group of people finally understood what kind of existence the Eighteenth Battlefield is. If they can live here for a year, not only their cultivation, but also their xinxing, the improvement they get will be a qualitative leap.

Warcraft, humans, and chaos were in chaos. One of the four Nascent Soul stage robbers died, and the other three were not on the same level as the dead one.

They were wrong!One died, not to mention not gaining any vitality, and it also inspired the other three crazy revenge, they may not be able to survive now.

"Old Zhou, what should we do?" Now these monsters are blocking part of the attack of the three Nascent Soul cultivators. When the monsters are dead, it will be their turn. Tang Xun anxiously looked at Zhou Urchin, who was also covered in blood.

what to do?Fight!Although he could escape easily by himself, what about them?Should he leave them alone and escape? "Hurry up and ask the one with the lowest cultivation to escape first, don't lose your life in vain!"

Tang Xun, Lin Tian, ​​Situ Xing, they are all Jindan stage, just resisting one ultimate move of Yuanying stage is enough to be in a hurry, let the others go first, stay behind Jindan stage, help him block for a moment and count for a moment Bar.

After speaking, holding the epee Yanguang, he walked among the three of them to help them block the fatal attack.

The sun was slanting to the west, corpses were lying in the woods, the blood was pungent, and the sound of weapons clashing did not stop for a moment. Even if there were countless cultivators passing by, they hid far away, for fear of being affected.

"Hey, they are so pitiful, they are besieged by monsters and four evil spirits!"

"It's like this for newcomers. If you have this life, you will come to the Eighteenth Battlefield, but if you don't have that life, you will go out alive!"

"What are you still dawdling about, pity others, why don't you help?"

"..." Immediately, the two young men shut up, followed their teammates and left here obediently.

"Little girl Mu, tell me, do we want to make a vote? Anyway, it's almost here, and my mother lost a storage bag, so I just put this thing in it. I'm really not reconciled!"

"It's all so tragic, do you still want to kill me?" Liu Yun, who changed her name to "Little Girl Mu" after coming out of the snow field, made another old mistake. I don't know how many times I have been cheating like this along the way , Now, they have all walked to the door, and want to order another order, and the wind is touching her forehead, feeling that she is almost exhausted.

"I want you to go alone, I want to take a break!" You Feng waved his hand, and flew directly to a big tree, leaning on the thick branches, slowly watching the fight in the distance.

Such a chaotic melee and thinking about fishing in troubled waters, she couldn't afford it.

As for Zhou Urchin's repeated emphasis on kindness, Youfeng scoffed even more, she didn't have extra compassion to help everyone here.

In the Ziyun Continent where ordinary people live, maybe she will help a bunch, but this is the cruel [-]th battlefield, since they come, they must be prepared to be killed, besides, this is their own choice, she will not take advantage of the fire Even if I am sorry for you.

Seeing that Youfeng really didn't want to go, Liu Yun puffed up her cheeks and rushed over alone.

"Hey, whoever pays you the most, I will help you!"

The sudden words rang in the ears of the people fighting in the scuffle, and everyone was shocked.

"Where did you come from, get lost!" Fang Zhi, who had just died of a brother, was enjoying his revenge by murdering and killing monsters. When he was called out like this, his violent face showed frequent murderous intent, and he chopped off a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator with one knife. The victim's head, and roared, "If you don't get out, I will kill you together!"

Even though he was upset, Fang Zhi still recognized Liu Yun and knew that she was a hard nut to chew on, so he just told her to get the hell out of him, without actually doing anything.

But Liu Yunleng didn't recognize the blood-stained Fang Zhi and the others.

The other two evil spirits, Zhong Xiong and Yu Li, only took one look at Liu Yun, and struck together, taking the opportunity to knock their only Nascent Soul cultivator opponent into the air, knocking them back dozens of meters, destroying a lot of rough wood before stopping .

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the plot succeeded.

Those who couldn't be killed flew out, at least they couldn't come back here immediately, so they took advantage of this time to kill a few more people, hahaha...

Without any delay, the two life-harvesting bloodthirsty weapons rushed towards the remaining seven or eight golden core practitioners.

When their sharp blades were about to pierce through the heads of the two late-stage Gold Cores, a black figure, like a silent ghost, rescued the two of them in an instant.

The ultimate moves of the two failed, only causing the two golden cores to be slightly injured in the later stage.

(End of this chapter)