Chapter 485 Life on

Outside the valley where nearly a thousand witches live. At this moment, the black clouds are approaching, and hundreds of bat saints with two wings can be seen densely. They look ferocious one by one, their teeth are sharp, and their eyes are scattered with fierce red light, chopping the sky and the earth.

They do not have clothes, but are covered with countless fine feathers, which look like long shirts. In their hands, almost everyfu saint holds a round blade, which is red in color, as if it were stained with blood.

The roar echoed. In the light of the bright moon in the sky, this group of bat saints approached the valley where the witch clan was like fierce gods.

"Senior Tiemu is still sleeping" There is no sign of waking up. He was injured too much last time, and we don't have enough medicine here. I'm afraid that even if we wake up, his cultivation will fall on a large scale. After a period of silence, one of the more than ten people next to Nangonghen whispered.

"Where are the seniors of Black Cliff?" Nangong Hen sighed and continued to ask.

"Before, he sent someone to invite the predecessor of Hei Ya, but somehow he suddenly closed down and didn't see anyone, and even closed his cave "..."

Just as they were talking, the black clouds rolled in the sky and came down suddenly. At the same time, the sound of roaring echoed sharply, but the people of the bat saint clan rushed down seven or eight and went straight to the valley from the sky.

These seven or eightfu saints were so fast that they were about to approach. Nangonghen stood there and stared at them, with murderous intent in his eyes.

The more than ten people behind him are all like this, and several of them have clenched their fists, looking vicious. Not only them, but also the witches hidden in the valley at this moment, also looked at this scene one by one. This scene is a nightmare in their dreams, but in their eyes, it is a cruel reality.

In an instant, the seven or eightfu saints were less than 20 feet away from the top of the valley, but just after their roar rushed out ten feet again, a roar suddenly echoed, and an illusory light curtain suddenly appeared outside the valley. At this moment, the light curtain fluctuated violently, on the light curtain, come The bodies of the eightfu saints touched them.

But they were not injured at all, but their bodies bounced more than ten feet.

"The bat saint's strategy has not changed as usual. They all lure our people out to fight with them, so that they are regarded as prey.

The physical strength is comparable to the peak of the middle period of the barbarian bones, which is a little stronger than the last time they came. It is expected that the next time they come again, the physical strength will reach the later stage of the barbarian bones. After Nangong Hen, there was a thin sister among more than a dozen people. Her face was old, her eyes were full of blood, and she whispered.

"The ordinary people have increased a lot of the bat saint who invaded this time, so the physical strength of the purple line people among them should be as early as the later stage of the barbarian bone sacrifice."

When the old talkative words came out, it bounced up the valley light curtain of the eight small bat saints, suddenly emitting a strong light. The light crissscrossed in mid-air, forming a big net and went straight to the eight bat saints that were bounced up, as if to cover them all of them.

But at the moment when the light net was close to them, one of the eight bat saints raised his right hand and put it on his chest, and there was a sound of complex and difficult spells in his mouth. With the echo of his spell, the bat immediately seemed to be torn open behind the holy clan. A huge blood-colored bat rushed out.

The blood-colored bat was several feet in size. After rushing out, it roared straight to the big net. The moment they touched each other in an instant, the blood-colored bat burst and turned into hundreds of red lights. It directly hit the light net. The sky and the earth roared. The light net immediately collapsed, and the hundreds of red It looks like hundreds of red ghosts.

"The strength of magical power has also increased a lot, which is very obvious compared with the last time. At this moment, these ordinary bat saints have a degree comparable to the middle of the central witch...

Nangong Hen was silent, and everyone behind him was also silent at this moment.

In the sky, in the dark rolling clouds, more than a dozen figures roared out at this moment, and went straight to the curtain of light with the previous eight people.

The roar echoed, and in the violent flash of the light curtain, there was a hollowed-out position in the valley below, where there was a huge formation of about a hundred feet on the ground. On this law, thirty witches were sitting cross-legged at this moment.

These witches are thin and pale. The power of the witches in their [body] cross-legged knees is endlessly sucked away by this array, which has become the root cause of the operation of the outside support array.

This array is not static, but constantly flashing. The frequency of its flashing is directly proportional to the degree to which the external array is bombarded at this moment. As it flashes more and more violently, a few of the more thirty witches were trembling and spewed blood. When they were about to fall, someone around them immediately came Someone sat there to maintain the operation of the formation.

Those who were helped down also did not hesitate to spit aside, striving to restore even a little more strength.

But there were still a few people, before they could be helped down, in the continuous flashing and absorption of this array, the laughing whole body quickly dried up, and finally turned into bones, became flying ashes and dissipated, and all life and breath became part of the maintenance formation.

In the sky outside the valley, with the passage of time, the bat saint who bombarded the light curtain there has reached nearly 100 people. The nearly 100 bat saint clans kept bombarding in the strange cry, making the light curtain make an unsustainable sound, as if it could collapse at any time.

"Your Excellency, let's do it!! Sixteen people have been sucked dry and died in the maintenance formation!" There were anxious words from the more than ten people behind Nangong Hen.

Nangong Hen was silent, and he shook his head with a pale face.

The roar kept echoing in all directions. After a moment, thefu saint who attacked the light curtain had reached more than 150 people. The roaring sound of these people would make people tremble after listening to it.

"Wait a minute, we only have one chance, and we can't waste it..." Nangong Hen gritted his teeth and muttered.

"Your Excellency, there are already 43 people who have died in the maintenance formation. If we continue to wait, the number of deaths will double."

Nangonghen looked at the bat saints who were nearly 200 outside the light curtain at this moment, looked at the black cloud above, and gritted his teeth.

"The bow is ready!" As his words came out, someone immediately retreated quickly, that is, more than ten breaths, and immediately walked out of nine big men from some caves in the valley.

These nine big men were all war witches. They stood on the terrace outside their respective caves, looking up at the sky, and each of them held a big black bow in their hands.

How tall is this bow? He was held by the nine big men and used up all of them to slowly pull it away. At the moment when they pulled the bow away, behind these nine people, there were three psychics, three dementors, and three predicted the witches to come out.

The psychic whispered, and immediately a strong death condensed from under the valley and went straight to the bows pulled by the nine war witches, vaguely forming nine arrows!

The dementor opened its eyes, and the strange power belonging to the dementor echoed in this nothingness, like their minds condensed in the arrow of the bow for a long time.

Thoughts closed their eyes, as if they were meditating. At the moment when they closed their eyes, the nine angry eyes of the war witch immediately appeared white light, as if they had lost their mind at this moment, and the white eyes looked empty.

"Open the bow!" Nangong's voice roared in a low voice. At the moment when its voice echoed in the valley, the nine white-eyed war witch roared. After pulling the open bow a little again, their shoulders and arms were torn, and the blood still insisted on pulling the bow away completely and then suddenly let go.

The buzzing sound suddenly echoed in the valley and buzzed between heaven and earth. At the same time, there were nine black dragons roaring directly out of the valley at a very fast speed, penetrating the guardian light curtain and directly appearing outside the light curtain, among the nearly 200fu saints.

A sad scream suddenly spread all around. The nine arrows, with a wave of madness and an indomitable impact, directly penetrated the bodies of the ninefu saints, and penetrated again!

The roar spreads, and the body of everyfu saint who is penetrated by this arrow will burst and splash into flesh and blood.

Each of the nine arrows has killed at least three lives. When the remnants of the nine arrows dissipated, they did not disappear, but burst. Under their explosion, they turned into a dead breath and enveloped the sky outside the light curtain.

"In the lead of death, release the power of death!" Nangonghen roared fiercely, and suddenly the valley trembled, and wisling of death roared from the earth. Under the condensation of the valley as the center, the valley was blurred.

At the same time, with the widespread exodus of the dead air, after a few breaths, an explosion was formed. With a bang, all the dead air in the valley rushed out directly, like a huge air column, straight to the sky to touch the bat saints.