With Yang Bo taking action, most of the monsters surrounding Tianji's group were quickly driven away by him.
There are two left, and they are being besieged by them.
However, everyone in the Tianji group has a tacit understanding, and everyone surrounds but does not kill.
Yang Bo looked into the distance and felt relieved when he saw Yue Junyao and his group dealing with the monsters very calmly.
The reason why Yue Junyao and his group were able to be so calm was mainly because of that strange female cultivator.
Yang Bo always felt that the strange female cultivator was familiar, but he couldn't tell. He felt that she might be a clone.
When the monsters first attacked, everyone was in panic. Now they have basically stood firm, and many monks have begun to counterattack.
However, what is strange is that no one seems to have killed the monsters before, as if these monsters are indestructible!
Yang Bo stared at the monster beasts for a closer look, and vaguely felt that these monster beasts had the laws of space, so it shouldn't be that simple!
"What do you want to do?"
"Why did you attack me? Do you know what you are doing?"
"Are you trying to sow discord between the two saints?"
Heavy rain fell from the sky, and screams came from the distance.
¡°Obviously, some monks can¡¯t wait to get rid of the monks.
The fewer monks who remain in the end, the more they will gain.
Wen Jie¡¯s words still linger in Yang Bo¡¯s ears.
He turned around and looked over, and saw a wave of people approaching him, wanting to attack them!
Although Yang Bo used thunderous means to suppress the monks in Zhaixing Tower, they were still the group with the lowest cultivation level. Perhaps because of this, some people wanted to attack them.
One of the monks rushed up with a sword in hand and stabbed No. 7.
Number 7 had already gotten Yang Bo¡¯s hint, and she fought back.
Yang Bo¡¯s hands are making seals. Since it¡¯s already chaotic, let¡¯s make the scene even more chaotic!
"The wind is coming!"
"The rain is coming!"
"Thunder and lightning!"
Yang Bo used the technique of summoning wind and rain, and violent storms followed.
There was a lot of rain at the scene originally, but now the violent storm has basically blocked everyone's sight.
If you say that you can still prevent it before, for fear that the small world will fall on your own, there is basically no way to distinguish it.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became heated, and a monk shouted: "Do it! Let's do it together!"
The sound of wind, rain, thunder, and shouts of death were all mixed together, and everyone was in a melee.
The monk who originally wanted to sneak attack Yang Bo and his party suddenly retreated.
Where Yang Bo could tell them to evacuate, he pounced directly on them and started fighting with everyone.
Compared to monsters, these monks are undoubtedly easier to attack.
Many monsters have a layer of space protection on their bodies, but these monks are not that complicated.
Soon, these monks were killed by Yang Bo and fell to the ground. All the Qiankun bags were taken away by him.
Yang Bo looked into the distance and saw that Yue Junyao and his party were in danger, and few people took action against them.
But Wen Jie, who was near Yang Bo, encountered a strong enemy.
The enemy surrounded Wen Jie and his party and tried their best to eradicate them.
Three of Wen Jie and his party have been sent to the small world, and they are struggling to support themselves.
Wen Jie could not see clearly the direction of Yang Bo. He thought that Yang Bo and his party must be in great difficulty, so he did not ask for help. However, when the rain brought by the wind and rain became scarce, Wen Jie was finally able to see clearly. He saw Yang Bo sitting aside, leisurely as if watching a play. He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help shouting: "Fellow Daoist Cui, come here quickly." help me
! "
"If you don't help me, I'm going to die!"
"We agreed to keep watch and help each other!"
Yang Bo was watching the show at the side. When he heard Wen Jie's words, he waved a sword light. The monks who had originally surrounded Wen Jie fled in all directions.
In just a few moments, half of the monks on the scene had been reduced.
The monsters had withdrawn at some point, and only the monks were left fighting.
Everyone seemed to notice this problem, but the monks who were fighting did not stop.
Everyone knows that in the end, the fewer monks left, the better. In this case, why can't the opponent be eliminated?
Raindrops fell from the scene, and several monks disappeared.
Yang Bo looked into the distance. He noticed that there was not a single monster corpse at the scene, which seemed a bit strange.
Number 4 also saw this situation, and he couldn't help but said: "What happened?"
"Can't you kill all the monsters here?"
No. 7 opened his mouth and said: "I feel that these monster beasts are a bit strange. These monster beasts seem to have no body!"
"I saw that a monster beast had its head cut off, and then another head grew out!"
Wen Jie heard their conversation and couldn't help but said: "These monsters are actually our imagination!"
"Monsters and beasts don't really exist. As long as everyone imagines them in their minds, they will be born!"
"Think about it, before facing the monster, was the monster you thought of the same monster you just encountered?"
"Sometimes, even if it's just a fleeting thought, it will be like this."
Everyone in the Tianji group looked at each other.
Yang Bo thought about it carefully, and before facing the monster, he really thought about a tiger.
He raised his head and looked into the distance. How could this forbidden place be so weird?
In the past, Yang Bo has entered several forbidden areas, and these forbidden areas have real monsters. Never like this time, it turned out to be an imaginary monster.
This is really shocking.
Is there wisdom in this forbidden place?
The raindrops gradually stopped.
Most of the monks on site have been reduced. There were originally at least seventy or eighty monks, but now there are only more than thirty monks left.
Yang Bo¡¯s group of seven, plus Yue Junyao¡¯s group of six, accounted for one-third.
When it rained, neither of them was missing anyone, which immediately made them stand out.
Many people at the scene were staring in their direction, full of doubts.
Finally, someone stood up and stared in the direction of Yang Bo, "Fellow Daoist Cui, where are you from?"
"Why don't you have any injuries? Have you figured out the rules here?"
Yang Bo glanced at the other party. He knew that it was useless to keep a low profile at this time, because everyone regarded them as a thorn in their side.
The strength is well preserved, this is the biggest original sin!
Yang Bo said: "We are from the lower world!"
"Where are you fellow Taoists from? Please tell yourself where you are from!"
The other party stared at Yang Bo and looked him up and down carefully, "I come from Tianyuan City in the upper realm, and I am Chen Haotian, a disciple of Tianyuan Sect!"
Exclamations rang out from the scene, "Tian Yuan Sect!"
"I heard that the saints of Tianyuan Sect survived twenty heavenly tribulations. Is this true?"
"Such a saint is almost a living fossil in the holy world. He is so powerful that he almost lives as long as the sun and the moon!" "It's really shocking. I didn't expect to meet a monk from the Tianyuan Sect!" (Remember this site! Website: www.hlnovel.com