Chapter 389 Pingtianhou escapes from trouble

The patriarch Zhang Yuhuai transformed into a ghost soldier and was trapped in the Eighteen Hells before he could escape.

"Clan leader!"

Henry Zhang yelled and went to rescue.

"You dare to be distracted when you fight against me!"

Marquis Pinghai snorted coldly, and the mysterious light emitted from the eight flying light mirrors became more dense.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Even the golden divine thunder dropped by Ji Lei Star Technique was not completely blocked.

Several rays of mysterious light shot "Puff, puff, puff..." and hit him.

"Snapped--"

Henry Zhang's body that was about to fly hit the ground hard.

Fortunately, he was protected by Thousand Scales Armor.

These mysterious lights penetrated the Thousand Scales Armor, and their power has slowed down a lot.

He also has Qi and Blood Treasure Bones. These mysterious lights only penetrated his flesh and blood and were blocked by the Qi and Blood Treasure Bones inside.

"puff--"

Henry Zhang spat out a mouthful of blood.

He hurriedly took a few magical elixirs to treat his injuries.

Henry Zhang watched helplessly as the Eighteen Hell Pictures swallowed up the clan leader’s ghost soldier body.

I didn't expect that the old patriarch would end up like this after working hard for his family all his life.

At this time, Zhang Meng, the elder of the second clan, had blood-red eyes.

"kill--"

The elders of the two tribes cried out in pain.

The head of a second-order locust was cut off by him.

At this time, the entire Immortal Cat Valley monks were not afraid of death, trading injuries for injuries, and death for injuries, until the locusts retreated steadily.

Up to this point in the battle, the two sides have completely fought to the death.

At this time, several other regions also launched a counterattack against these locusts under the guidance of Beichen Dongtian.

"There are really no third-order locusts, and there are even very few second-order locusts." A monk from a shelter in the southern district had a smile on his face.

"Quickly, harvest the flesh and blood of these locusts. The food for this winter depends on this battle."

"What's the point of winter? In this battle, we will completely regain the lost territory and return to our spiritual veins!"

"Return to the spiritual veins!"

Everyone shouted and crushed towards these first-order locusts.

This scene didn't happen in just one place.

When the monks at the shelter discovered that there were no high-level locusts among the locusts, they all popped up one by one.

There is no way to hide in the shelter on weekdays. It is really impossible to fight high-level locusts.

Now the high-level locusts are not here, there are only these first-level locusts, not even a bird.

And there are a large number of supply boxes among these locusts.

Apart from the shriveled and unpalatable flesh and blood of the locusts, these boxes of supplies were the most precious.

As long as you get a material box, a monk can basically get a year's worth of training materials.

Now is the time to snatch cultivation materials and resources. Even the most stubborn monks dare to come out and fight the locusts.

At this time, the situation in Fairy Cat Valley was not very good.

The phantom of the Witch God's Temple that was fighting Pingtianhou was getting weaker and weaker at this time.

"die--"

Ping Tianhou slashed away with one sword.

Pingtianhou Xuying also slashed with one sword.

When the two swords compared, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.

Ping Tianhou's clothes were torn in pieces, revealing his strong arms like the roots of an old tree.

Ping Tianhou panted and looked at the opposite side.

The shadow of Ping Tianhou transformed by the Witch Temple slowly dissipated until it completely disappeared.

"Hahaha... Fairy Cat Valley, suffer death!"

Ping Tianhou laughed loudly, held the long sword and returned to the Fairy Cat Valley after taking a few breaths.

When everyone saw that Pingtianhou had returned so quickly, everyone fell into despair.

"God bless me in Fairy Cat Valley!"

"I, the Immortal Cat Valley, have been here for thousands of years, and today it has become an unstoppable sound!"

"God is unfair!"

……

When the other three insect lords saw Pingtianhou coming back, smiles appeared on their faces.

"This battle can be decided!"

"Suffer to death!"

"No matter how many cards you have, you will still be destroyed in the face of absolute strength!"

……

Ping Tianhou walked over step by step.

"I didn't expect that your Fairy Cat Valley would have such a strong fighting power. I really didn't underestimate you. Now everything is over."

After Pingtianhou finished speaking, he pressed down with his sword.

The sword curtain falls and darkness falls.

Under the shadow of the sword, the entire Fairy Cat Valley was shrouded in terror.

"Why haven't they come yet?" Henry Zhang was worried.

The moment the sword shadow fell.

Two obese men appear.

One man is holding his head up to the sky, and the other is lying on the ground.

He actually lifted the falling sword curtain directly.

Such divine power astonished all the monks present.

"Who are these two seniors?"

"Is it the back-up man of our Fairy Cat Valley?"

"No, we in Fairy Cat Valley simply don't have anyone with such strength."

……

"Are you two seniors of the Demonic Bear Twin Saints?" Henry Zhang did not expect that they would transform so quickly.

"Of course, the purple apricot spirit fruit, half-moon peach, glazed fruit, mangosteen golden fruit, and thyme each weighed one hundred kilograms each, are they true?" asked Xiong Da, who was holding up the sword curtain.

"Of course it's true." Henry Zhang's face twitched and he shouted at the two of them.

Before the battle, he asked Zhang Sanqian to invite two third-level demon bears to help out.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanqian actually promised two transformed demon bears, one hundred kilograms each of purple apricot spirit fruit, half-moon peach, glass fruit, Arhat golden fruit, and thyme.

The reward is too much!

But as long as you can get through this level, what does this little reward mean?

"The two holy demon bears actually came here to cause trouble. I think you are impatient with life."

Ping Tianhou snorted coldly and pressed down his sword again.

"puff--"

Xiong Da held up the sword curtain, his body was swaying, and he was a little exhausted.

"Let's see how long you can hold on!"

The sword in Pingtianhou's hand kept swinging.

Nineteen swords were suppressed in a row.

"what--"

The skin and flesh on the bear's body were broken, revealing its tall and furry body.

Xiong Er crawled on the ground, absorbing the energy of the earth's veins and injecting it into Xiong Da's body.

"I can't stand it anymore!"

The bear screamed, and one of his arm bones was broken.

Seeing that nineteen sword curtains were about to fall down.

A blood-red sword shadow appeared.

"Blood Demon Sword!"

Nineteen sword curtains were divided into two halves in the middle.

"Boom, boom——"

The split sword curtain fell, and the plateau around Fairy Cat Valley was blown to pieces and turned into an abyss.

"Senior Blood Sea, you are here!" Henry Zhang was overjoyed.

The Blood Sea Ancestor was panting, and the corners of his mouth were filled with blood as he said: "This sword consumed half of my blood essence. You said you would be rewarded with eighteen Blood Demon Swords, do you really mean it?"

The ancestor of the Blood Sea was also invited by Zhang Sanqian sent by Zhang Xuan.

"I didn't expect Uncle Sanqian to promise to give the other party eighteen Blood Demon Swords. This is too generous." Henry Zhang was shocked.

However, if Fairy Cat Valley loses this time, everything will be lost.

A mere eighteen blood demon swords mean nothing.

"Of course it's true." Henry Zhang shouted to the Blood Sea Ancestor.

Xiong Da, Xiong Er and Blood Sea Patriarch's three golden elixir mid-term combat capabilities, working together against Ping Tianhou, a half-step Nascent Soul, still struggled a lot and were beaten back steadily.

"No one at the same level is my opponent, including myself." Pingtianhou Leng Ao said.

The sword in his hand beat Xiong Da, Xiong Er and the Blood Sea Ancestor until they vomited blood.

Ping Dihou's bloodline tide wrapped around and around the three golden elixir combat powers of the third-order spirit clam, Fan Zhiyi, and Ziyuan Zhenren.

The bloodworms are constantly consumed.