Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

Everyone hid in their respective positions according to Changge's arrangement.

As long as they could hold out for two and a half hours, they would naturally win.

As time passed, everyone's hearts seemed to be beating like drums. Half an hour had passed, and the quiet forest was only occasionally filled with the sound of wind and insects, and there was no sign of any danger for the time being.

At this moment, a faint smell of blood floated in the air.

Then, the smell of blood became stronger.

In the darkness, no one could see what was far away.

But everyone could hear the shrubs in the distance being trampled, and the dead branches and leaves in the forest being crushed, making a rustling sound.

Then the sound became louder and louder, more and more dense, like a thousand horses galloping. In the darkness, there were countless monsters running towards them.

What followed was an extremely strong smell of blood.

Wei Yao's body was shaking slightly.

It wasn't that she was so scared, but mainly because it was past midnight, and the frost cold marrow in her body had begun to act up.

Although the pain caused by the frost-freezing marrow would be greatly alleviated in a place with abundant spiritual energy like the spiritual vein, the feeling of coldness and pain still existed without Chang Qing to remove the poison for her.

In addition, she was only a 15-year-old girl after all, and it was inevitable that she was a little nervous in the face of this situation.

Feeling her trembling, Chang Qing took her hand and activated the Devouring Spirit.

Suddenly, Wei Yao lost the ability to think in this tense and exciting environment, but in the feeling of climbing the clouds.

And Chang Qing beside her was even more calm.

It must be said that this pair must be the most stable one among the crowd.

One had no waves in his heart, and the other gave up thinking at all.

The hearts of the others, even Chang Ge, were beating wildly.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, just like a pack of wolves hunting in the valley. Wherever they passed, the strong fishy smell would naturally make the sheep give up resistance and wait for the kill.

Everyone knew that those terrifying monsters were not far away.

And there were a large number of them.

But Changge did not move.

He was betting that the other party did not find them.

Their strength was limited, and their biggest advantage was that they could hide in the dark, seize the initiative, and hit the opponent with a thunderous blow.

If they used this trick on these monsters by surprise, their advantage would be gone.

But things did not go as people wished.

After a few breaths, when he could almost feel the heavy and smelly and hot breath of those monsters, the head of a monster had passed through the bushes in front of him and pounced on him.

"Do it!"

Changge shouted loudly, no longer hiding his body, and quickly cut the water bag on his waist with a knife to activate the ripple spirit.

This is a technique commonly used in the family. Because the ripple spirit can only manipulate water at close range and stir up violent ripples to defend against the enemy, some monks with low realms who cannot freely control the water vapor around them will use this trick.

The turbulent water instantly wrapped around his hands, and Changge punched out, knocking the monster in front of him back several steps.

The two brothers Lingyu Hao and Lingyu Xing beside him also followed, activated the ripple spirit, stood shoulder to shoulder with Changge, stood at the front, and formed a solid line of defense.

"Light the torch!"

Changge commanded again loudly.

Changqing and Wei Yao quickly lit the torches in their hands and threw them forward.

Where the firelight illuminated, everyone saw that the dense monsters were all gathered under this low hill, at least thirty or forty.

Among them, all were familiar faces.

On the tree, Lingyu Wenyuan and the others also activated the water arrow spirit, and several water arrows shot towards the nearest blood corpses.

The purpose of lighting the torch was to allow the two of them to play a role.

Under the reflection of the firelight, the two saw very clearly that the water arrows hit the heads of the blood corpses one after another, causing serious damage to them.

Although these blood corpses are fearless, they are not difficult to kill.

As long as they are injured enough to drain the blood from their bodies, they will lose their ability to move in a short time.

They have killed several of them before and have summed up their experience.

Chang Qing picked up a wooden stick that was prepared on the ground and handed it to Wei Yao, and picked up another one.

"Wei Yao, protect them two, I'll go help my brother."

"Master, be careful."

After Chang Qing let go of her hand, Wei Yao just came back to her senses in a daze. She remembered what Chang Qing had told her before, and she didn't dare to neglect it. She held the wooden stick and stayed close to Ling Yu Xuanqi.

"Brother, I'm coming!"

Seeing Chang Qing rushing over with a wooden stick, Chang Ge didn't say much, and suddenly punched and knocked down a blood corpse.

At this moment, he couldn't spare any extra time.Think about others, or show grace and take care of this useless brother.

He can only wish for the best.

The blood corpses kept swarming in, and the four people standing in the front slowly began to lose strength.

Only Changge was still fighting bravely, and with the water arrows that Lingyu Wenyuan kept shooting, there were more than ten blood corpses lying at his feet, piling up into a small hill.

In addition to him, Lingyu Hao, Lingyu Xing, and Changqing all had some wounds on their bodies.

Not far away, Lingyu Xuanqi and the others saw that the time had come and also urged the imperial spirit.

Two soft lights lit up, and the wounds on the three people were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bleeding stopped soon.

The two of them used the Spring Rain Spirit, which was more advanced than the Ripple Spirit and the Water Arrow Spirit, and the middle-grade Yellow Spirit, which had a better healing effect and had a subtle effect of restoring vitality.

With the support of the healing monks, the three people joined the battle again.

The number of blood corpses was decreasing. After a hard fight, only a few were left.

A few people forced themselves to cheer up and consume the last of their spiritual power, and finally cleared them all.

Changge extinguished the torch immediately, and the whole forest fell into darkness again.

Although he was exhausted, he still calmly commanded everyone.

"Everyone, we are now at the end of our strength. We must quickly recover our spiritual power and then move."

"That evil cultivator used these monsters to search for our location and deliberately consumed us. This is both good news and bad news."

"The bad news is that he is very cunning and has a high probability of determining our location."

"The good news is that if his strength is really extremely strong, he should not disdain to use this method to deliberately consume us."

"So I conclude that his strength is not something we cannot deal with."

Changge's words were undoubtedly another encouragement to everyone. Everyone meditated on the spot, fully recovered their spiritual power, and prepared for the next tough battle.

"It has been almost an hour since Brother Junxiang left. The longer time passes, the better it is for us. Everyone, quickly recover your spiritual power, and then we will move to another place to see if we can continue to use static to control dynamic and ambush that evil cultivator."

"Ambush me?"

In the darkness, a dull and hoarse voice suddenly came out.

Changge's heart trembled, and the hairs on his body stood up. He turned his head to look in the direction of the voice.

A tall figure was walking towards them little by little.

His steps were slow, but he was like a ferocious monster hidden in the darkness. Every step made these young men and women almost stop their hearts.

Although they didn't know who he was, everyone knew his identity.

Evil cultivator.

The man came closer, stopped, and spoke slowly.

"Is the brother Junxiang you are talking about him?"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and threw a steaming ball to Changge's feet.

With the help of the moonlight, Changge saw clearly what it was, and his heart trembled suddenly.

It was Ling Yu Junxiang's head.