It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

The Spirit-eating Vulture feeds on monks' spiritual bodies, spiritual flesh, spiritual organs, and spiritual brains. Any part of the monk's body is a great tonic for them.

But since it can eat Jindan cultivators like chicks, this thing’s strength is at least comparable to that of Yuanying cultivators.

However, at this time, there was not just one vulture in this small town, but a large number of them came over like a dark cloud.

In just a few moments, three or four of the monks fleeing outside had been captured by the Spirit-Eating Vulture, and their lives and deaths were in danger.

At this moment, the Taoist couple seen during the day stumbled towards this side, followed by three huge creatures with a wingspan of at least three meters.

The man was behind the woman, pushing her and running madly. The Spirit-Eating Vulture behind him flapped its wings and easily closed the distance between them.

Seeing Lan Qingya and the other two, along with a fox, standing there, countless vultures flew towards them.

It was as if they were blocked by an invisible wall; they were unable to break through the barrier at all.

The man opened his mouth and yelled.

Lan Qingya heard him shout.

Save us.

as you wish.

A small transparent door opened right in front of the two people who were fleeing. It was called transparent because there were fluctuations of spiritual power and they could see clearly.

The two couldn't help but show surprise and hurriedly entered the barrier through the small door.

The moment they came in, Lan Qingya waved her sleeves and the barrier closed.

The two claws of the ferocious Spirit-Eating Vulture behind him had already reached in. As the barrier closed, the pair of pincer-like claws were instantly cut off and fell to the ground.

The Spirit-Eating Vulture in mid-air crashed into the invisible barrier and slowly fell to the ground.

The Taoist couple stared blankly at the big bird flapping its wings on the ground, then turned around and bowed deeply to Lan Qingya.

"Thank you for the rescue, fairy!"

After the introduction, I learned that the man's name was Luo Yun and the woman's name was Ru Xiang, and they were disciples of the Tianxuan Sect.

It’s not that they didn’t set up a barrier, but when the Spirit-Eating Vultures attacked, the barrier was like window paper and could not stop their fierce attack at all.

"We are all cultivators, there's no need to be polite." Lan Qingya smiled slightly, showing the demeanor of a noble family.

Tang Jiao looked at her with sparkling eyes.

Lan Qingya asked them to stand behind her, looked up at the sky full of spirit-eating eagles, opened her mouth and used her spiritual power to send out her voice.

"I am Lan Qingya from the Piao Miao Sect. If anyone wants to join my team, just follow this sound and I will protect you."

Not long after the voice was uttered, two more monks came towards this side, supporting each other and fighting while retreating.

They were already injured, and every time the Spirit-Eating Vulture swooped down, it would leave a deep bloody mark on their bodies.

One of them couldn't hold on any longer and half-knelt down.

Another person tried to pull him up, but failed.

After this delay of only a breath of time, another Spirit-Eating Vulture rushed down from not far away.

Just as they lowered their heads to prepare to withstand the attack, the Spirit-Eating Vulture in mid-air suddenly caught fire, and fell to the ground in flames like a Golden Crow that had been shot down, struggling continuously.

The two were stunned and looked inside the barrier.

Tang Jiao made a gesture to them to come quickly.

With victory in sight, they got up from the ground again and sprinted towards this side.

During this period, all the Spirit-Eating Vultures that tried to attack them were shot down by Lan Qingya.

When the two men came in, they saw Luo Yun and Ru Xiang, who were the three people who had competed with them during the day.

"Where is Brother Wang?" Luo Yun asked.

The two men shook their heads silently.

It seems that the monk named Wang has died.

The remaining two were named Zhen Ming and Yuan Wei.

Half an hour later, six more people arrived.

At this point, Lan Qingya had gathered a team of thirteen people.

The monks who came along said that the rest of the people had fled the town and their whereabouts were unknown.

Lan Qingya said to the monks in front of him: "I founded the team, so I have the final say. If any of you are dissatisfied, you can come and challenge me. If you can defeat me, I will naturally step down and let others take over."

Everyone was busy saying they didn't dare.

Some people exchanged glances without saying anything.

As for the technique of creating the barrier, none of the cultivators present could do it.

Lan Qingya looked at Song Yanche, and Song Yanche nodded in agreement.

He never volunteered his opinions, and sometimes seemed invisible, but he always stood by her side.

"Okay, trust doesn't come for nothing. Since I dare to say it, today I will let you see the methods of Piao Miao Sect."

Lan Qingya said this and calmly walked out of the barrier.

Amid the astonished gazes of the crowd, he stretched out his white right hand.

For a while, there was no response.

As surprise just arose in everyone's hearts, they were shocked by the scene before them.

The sky was filled with a black mass of spirit-eating vultures, some of which were already lining up to pounce on Lan Qingya.

They fell from the sky one after another, but their target was the same, as if forming a black tornado.

However, just as they showed ferocious looks and were about to grab Lan Qingya's arm with their sharp claws,

A deep red flame gushed out from her palm, and the flame spread along the Spirit-Eating Vulture like water waves, covering the entire sky in the blink of an eye.

The deep red flames were like bright red clouds, covering the sky and the sun.

It burned the life of the Spirit-eating Vulture and scorched the people on the ground so much that they couldn't open their eyes.

It’s the true fire of Samadhi!

The monks present were all shocked. They had never known that a simple spell - Sparks Starting a Prairie Fire - could cause such horrific destructive power.

In a short while, the originally dark sky suddenly became quiet.

The subtle atmosphere between these monks also changed.

Lan Qingya calmly entered the barrier: "We will continue to head west tomorrow."

****

On the second day, the group left the town and headed west.

Song Yanche, who was walking in the front, suddenly asked Lan Qingya in a low voice: "Fairy, aren't you afraid that some of them will turn against you?"

Lan Qingya shook her head.

Song Yanche was puzzled: "Why?"

Shouldn't betrayal be the most important thing?

It concerns the safety of the team, so we must be extremely careful when selecting people to join the team.

But she accepted it all.

"How can a person care about the betrayal of an ant? A general will not care about the escape of a pawn. Killing one person is a warning to the rest."

Lan Qingya curled her lips and said, "I hope he shows up soon."

This way I can use him to establish my authority.

Song Yanche looked at her profile which was showing a faint smile.

She is very different now than she was before.

Before, she would act like a spoiled child and be lazy in the team.

And now, she will take the initiative to assume responsibilities, showing unquestionable courage and drive.

It was as if she knew she could control everything.

Is it because of that person?

Song Yanche pursed his lips. He got to know her too late.

Xiaobai secretly gave Lan Qingya a blank look in his arms.

Tang Jiao, who was following behind him, took even faster steps.

We encountered three waves of monks during the day. Seeing that they were outnumbered, we did not stop and instead avoided them.

Lan Qingya made a friendly invitation to join the team, but it was obvious that their experiences in the past two days and one night were not very good, and they would no longer trust others easily.

After a day's walk, I didn't encounter a city or a town, not even one house.

Everyone had no choice but to sit there and rest, using the sky as a roof and the ground as a shelter.