Infinite Defense

Obviously, this is when they walked over when Huang Cheng was controlled by spiritual art.

Huang Cheng quickly made a judgment. He ran towards the pillar at the gate of Beilizong Mountain. On the left side of the pillar, there was a sealed box.

Huang Cheng buckled his militia token, twisted it, and took out a black cylinder from it.

He took out a torch from his body and lit the fuse on it.

呲——!

After a sharp and piercing voice sounded, Huang Cheng ran towards the crowd.

Sure enough, the moment the signal flare sounded, a divine sense swept over everyone in Beili Town.

Huang Chen wandered among the crowd, took the opportunity to capture a person, tore his clothes from local materials, tied him up, and threw him in a random corner where no one was around.

He looked at the high mountain with worried eyes.

What happened all of a sudden?

"Oh... ouch, it hurts to death..."

When he just beat him up, he didn't feel much. Now that he had finished what he could do, Huang Cheng felt the burning pain on his face.

The signal flare was left by the Beili Sect for the town, just in case a spiritualist would hurt someone in Beili Town.

However, most of the spiritual masters here are very well-behaved, so they haven't been used much.

Beili Town, which was quiet and peaceful just a second ago, suddenly became like hell at this moment, and the painful mourning sounded like mourning music.

After arresting a few people, Huang Cheng hesitated again and again, and ran towards Beili Mountain. There are two roads up the mountain. Although the other one is a bit detoured because he had to run to the back mountain, he was able to avoid the two people.

In front of the gate of Beili Zong, the handsome man in white looked at the little guy beside him and asked, "Which one would you choose?"

The little guy in the black cloak slowly took off the hat that covered his head.

A dark-skinned face was revealed, his eyes were blood red, and the white part of the eyeballs was as black as an abyss.

This is a unique feature of the demon race.

"Of course, I played with the ants. I just stopped by to help you. You should go to that kind of tough battle by yourself!"

The man in white closed his folding fan and snorted coldly: "You bullying guy, I thought the demons were so belligerent?"

The little demon twisted his neck and said with a sneering voice: "Of course not, our demons are very peace-loving, but I prefer to see despair and pain, that's what really makes me happy." thing."

"Oh, I can't help it. Why did I forget to ask Guan Lao before I went up the mountain, whether I will die today." Although his words were full of remorse, his steps forward were still so leisurely.

"Okay, start crying, ants!"

He smiled ferociously, and a black field spread out from his body.

The entire Beili Mountain was shrouded in it, even the panting Huang Cheng who was running on the back mountain road.

He stared blankly at the dark space above his head.

In the entire Beili Sect, everyone was shrouded in this dark space, including Mu Qingxue who was meditating in the submerged room.

Or two fat people and mice who get together to study delicious food.

Huang Cheng on the mountain road suddenly felt a pain in his forehead, as if something had been imprinted on his soul.

This burst of pain happened to everyone who was shrouded in the dark space.

A strange text appeared on their foreheads, marking a quantity.

Holding Pikachu in his hands, Sikong Zhen asked, "Why is there a number on your head?"

Pikachu held his head solemnly, and said with an ugly face: "Stupid fat man, you also have it on your head, what the hell is this?"

The number on Sikong's head is nine.

And Pikachu is seven.

It seems that everyone is different, not only that, Mu Qingxue, who was practicing in the sinking water room, wanted to ask her master what happened, but she couldn't find the sinking water no matter what.

As for the people who were isolated from the dark space, there were only four on Beili Mountain.

Chi Yuan summoned the Lihuo sword and stood in the air.

It's really not peaceful in Beili Sect recently, but there are too many people coming here looking for trouble, right?

The second person was Shen Shui who was resting in the bedroom. She came out when she felt the fluctuation of the devilish energy appearing in Beilizong.

Another person is the man in white.

He smiled awkwardly and said to himself: "Oh, this is really a big problem, how can I hold off on these three."

The dark space pulls people with low cultivation into the space according to their strength, while those with high cultivation stay outside.

The watershed of this strength is... Shenhai.

In Beili Mountain, Lin Yiran, who was wearing an apron and holding a spoon in his hand, came out of the kitchen with a blank face.

When she saw that Chi Feng who was supposed to be in the yard suddenly disappeared, the jade hand holding the spoon unconsciously squeezed hard.

It bends.

The man in white standing at the gate of Beili Zong smiled awkwardly for a few seconds, unfolded the fan in his hand, and the spiritual energy in his body was turbulent.