Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

After Murong Yunhe also retreated to the rear, Zhou Yiqiao, who was at the end of his crossbow, faced an entire herd of beasts.

At this moment, tens of thousands of monster beast corpses were already densely lying around hundreds of Nascent Soul evil souls.

Blood dyed the entire muddy swamp red, and the smelly air was occasionally mixed with a pungent smell of barbecue, which was nauseating.

The blood-red full moon has reached the center of the sky, and the strength of the beast tide has reached its peak.

Zhou Yiqiao stood on top of a pile of dead bodies, using only his brute strength to control the magical weapon Han Po, constantly parrying the overwhelming attacks of the monsters in front of him.

Fortunately for Zhou Yiqiao, after the blood moon's influence reached its maximum, the monsters would only attack based on their killing instinct, completely forgetting the techniques they learned when they advanced to the Nascent Soul.

Otherwise, the most basic spells of these monsters alone would be enough to easily kill Zhou Yiqiao at this moment.

As time passed, Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual consciousness, which was several times more powerful than that of monks of the same level, was gradually depleted by the constant consumption of the Nascent Soul evil spirits who were protecting him.

Finally, at a certain moment, the soul beast responsible for controlling the Ten Thousand Soul Banner shouted loudly with its hoarse voice.

"The sea of ​​consciousness is about to dry up, and I can't last long!"

After hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and after blocking a powerful blow from a Nascent Soul Demon Tiger, he shouted in a low voice.

"All Nascent Soul ghost slaves are dispatched to expand the buffer area as much as possible. There is no need to consider my safety!"

As Zhou Yiqiao finished speaking, hundreds of flickering figures immediately separated from his surroundings, leaping into the air one after another and rushing towards the beast tide that was several times larger than themselves.

After the evil spirit entered the beast tide, its dark body expanded and turned red at an extremely fast speed, and it emitted an extremely thick and sinister black mist, which spread in an instant and affected almost all the monster beasts.

"Roar!"

The originally restless beast tide suddenly gave up its attack on Zhou Yiqiao after suddenly feeling the threat of the sinister black mist, and pounced on the evil spirit with open teeth and claws.

However, these evil spirits were originally a last-ditch effort. After attracting the beast tide, their bodies still expanded rapidly, growing several times in the blink of an eye!

"boom!"

As the first roar sounded, explosions appeared one after another across the battlefield.

After all the evil spirits attracted a large number of monsters, they detonated the soul power in their bodies!

In just a few breaths, hundreds of roars resounded throughout the battlefield.

Every time there was an explosion, dozens or even hundreds of demonic beasts were deprived of their lives. Even the demonic beasts that were far away from the center of the explosion also suffered considerable damage.

The raging beast tide was forced to stop by this wave of explosions, and even the number was visibly reduced.

However, the good times did not last long. The blood moon was in the sky, and there were endless monsters falling into madness.

Zhou Yiqiao's last resort only hindered the attack of the beast tide for a moment.

With the replenishment of the monster beasts that never stopped, the beast tide was quickly replenished and once again rushed towards Zhou Yiqiao and the others.

This time, Zhou Yiqiao had no other means and could only watch the undulating waves coming a hundred feet away.

In desperation, Zhou Yiqiao had no choice but to pin his last hope on picking the Blood Moon Spirit Essence Grass, but Chen Fan had not used his full strength so far.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, Zhou is already at the end of his rope. If you don't pick up the Blood Moon Spirit Grass, we will all die here!"

Of course, Chen Fan was also having a hard time at this time.

Since the Blood Moon Spirit Essence Grass can attract a large number of people when it is in full bloom, it proves to be extraordinary, not to mention that this is the moment when the Blood Moon is at its strongest.

If there is enough time on weekdays, Chen Fan can slowly transplant the Blood Moon Spirit Essence Grass.

But now, under the pressure of the beast tide, Chen Fan had already exhausted all his efforts to survive the temptation of the blood essence without making any mistakes.

"Come on, come on, can Fellow Daoist Murong resist for a moment longer?"

Chen Fan's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He stared at the uprooted Blood Moon Spirit Essence Grass in his hand and begged Murong Yunhe without looking back.

Murong Yunhe, who was meditating, heard Chen Fan's request. Without any hesitation, he dragged his body that had not recovered from the young master's condition and stood in front of Zhou Yiqiao.

"It's really a loss-making business!"

Murong Yunhe cursed in a low voice, but his movements did not stop.

His whisk appeared in his hand again, and as he waved it, black threads suddenly extended from the whisk, like snakes, and went straight into the herd of beasts.

In an instant, screams and wails resounded again from the beast tide.

However, even though Murong Yunhe tried his best, he could only barely recover.

After strangling nearly a thousand leading monsters, Murong Yunhe's dantian dried up again and he fell into the swamp again.

When Zhou Yiqiao saw this, his eyes were about to split.

He poured a large amount of the elixir into his mouth, ignoring the swelling and pain in his meridians, and quickly restored his spiritual power. At the same time, he looked at Chen Fan with splitting eyes, who had not finished picking.

Chen Fan seemed to be aware of Zhou Yiqiao's gaze on his back, and finally made a decision. He made a fist with his left hand, beat his chest violently, and sprayed a mouthful of blood towards the Blood Moon Spirit Essence Grass.

Chen Fan didn't have time to wipe the corners of his mouth, Zhou Zhong kept chanting obscure spells, and summoned a copper plate engraved with strange patterns on the six directions of the Blood Moon Spirit Grass.

The copper pieces quickly closed to form a copper box, and the Blood Moon Spirit Essence Grass was forced into the copper box.

Chen Fan turned pale. After putting the copper box into his storage bag, he grabbed the unconscious Murong Yunhe with one hand and picked up the exhausted Zhou Yiqiao with the other hand, and jumped out of the swamp without hesitation.

On the way to escape, Chen Fan did not dare to delay for a moment, took out countless rare elixirs and treasures of heaven and earth, and stuffed them into the mouths of the two of them.

After making sure that both of them had taken the elixir and the treasures of heaven and earth, Chen Fan suddenly accelerated his speed, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the sight of the beast...

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Half an hour later, Chen Fan, who had tried his best to escape, finally escaped with Zhou Yiqiao and Murong Yunhe and arrived at a safer cliff cave.

The burst of speed was as fast as that of a god-transformation monk, causing Chen Fan's energy and blood to surge wildly, his whole body to be weak, and his face to be as pale as paper.

Zhou Yiqiao's condition is also very bad.

Although Chen Fan used a large amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures for him and Murong Yunhe, the overdraft of spiritual power and spiritual consciousness was too serious, causing Zhou Yiqiao to have constant dizziness in front of his eyes, looking like he was on the verge of collapse.

After Chen Fan, who still had some strength left, applied several defensive formations at the entrance of the cave, the two of them sat cross-legged without any communication at all, regulating the chaotic state in their bodies and restoring the spiritual power in their dantian.