Chapter 1396

Xiang Shaoyun is invisible again. This time, without the illumination of Beiming Tianpeng, he can finally escape.

Xiang Shaoyun tore the space as fast as he could and kept rushing to the distance. He didn't know where he was going. He only knew to stay away from the saints first.

I don't know how long later, when Xiang Shaoyun feels safe, he plunges into the mountains ahead. He has to calm down and adjust his injury and strength. Otherwise, the power will be completely confused, which is not a good thing for him.

Xiang Shaoyun looks very miserable. Even if the magic nuclear power continues to recover, there are still terrible scars. Fortunately, these scars are being repaired at a very fast speed.

This is not only because of the power of the magic core, but also because of the power of the magic blood.

Xiang Shaoyun's blood has been washed and changed by blood maggots. It's already the blood of Ming royal family. The power of his blood contains extraordinary self-healing ability. Although it's not as powerful as the undead demons, it can't be underestimated.

Xiang Shaoyun runs his power, moistening the wound with the refined magic core power. At the same time, some of his magic beads keep sinking into the magic beads, which makes his magic bead power keep accumulating and directly enter the peak of the second grade magic saint.

After all, Xiang Shaoyun's refined magic core is at the level of the devil saint, which he gained from killing his fellow clans and biting the dark clans in the seventh level of the devil abyss.

At this time, Beiming Tianpeng and others gathered together again, but only 38 of the original 81 people were left, that is to say, 43 saints died in this battle.

If such a number of saints fall out, I'm afraid it will shock the whole land of China.

This is absolutely a saint's sorrow, for which heaven and earth cry!

It's not easy to be a saint. Every saint has achieved great fighting power through physical and mental struggle, and can change his life.

However, forty three saints died on this day, which is definitely a great loss.

The remaining thirty-eight saints were already demoralized. After they saw Xiang Shaoyun's horror, they could not produce the belief that they could kill demons.

"Holy Son, I want to quit this action of killing demons. My fighting power is too low. I really can't deal with the devil!" Someone stood up and said to Beiming Tianpeng.

Before Beiming Tianpeng had time to speak, there was another humanity: "yes, the devil is powerful. We can't fight against him. Thanks to Shengzi and other adults, I can't help it!"

After that, several people began to ask for withdrawal. They were all people who had shaken their confidence. If they continued, it would only be others who would die.

"Who else is going to quit?" Beiming Tianpeng said coldly.

After a long time, several more people announced their withdrawal. Of the 38 people, 13 will withdraw, leaving only 25.

"Well, I won't force you to come, and I won't hold you back if you go. But after you succeed in killing demons, you won't get half of the credit any more!" Beiming Tianpeng waved his hand, showing his disappointment.

The saints showed their shame, then one by one flew down from the lotus chariot and left.

"These cowards!" Someone can't help scolding.

"No wonder their cultivation stops here. How can these beliefs become great saints in the future, or even build reincarnated bodies and become true gods?" Others echoed.

At this time, the Chinese scholar, who is excellent at painting and calligraphy, asked Tianpeng in the north of the Ming Dynasty, "the son of Tianpeng, do you plan to pursue and kill the devil next?"

"Laibo is still here, and he can sense the existence of measuring heaven and remnant Chi. He should continue to pursue and kill him, but this time he asked the three adults to kill him for the first time, and never give him time to show his Ming Royal talent again!" Beiming Tianpeng said positively.

This time, he brought so many saints out. If he failed, he would become a laughing stock in Northern Xinjiang and even in all parts of China. If he failed to kill the devil, he would not be reconciled.

"We'll try our best to kill the devil, but we don't have any reservation, otherwise we will all be buried in the hands of the devil!" The rain ring lady said quietly.

Beiming Tianpeng nodded heavily and said, "well, I don't have any reservation this time. I'm sure to kill the devil successfully!"

Therefore, the lotus chariot once again urged to rush toward Xiang Shaoyun's position.

However, before they had walked far away, a figure quietly tore open the space and appeared in front of the lotus chariot, which surprised the people on the chariot. What could suddenly appear in front of their chariot was at least the presence of the sage level.

After Beiming Tianpeng saw the visitor, he saluted in a hurry and said, "I've met the Dharma protector!"

There are 12 Dharma protectors in the Bailian sect. Each Dharma protector is at the level of great sage. What a high position in the Bailian sect, the capital of Beiming Tianpeng must salute.

"This is the end of the demon killing operation!" The visitor said coldly.

"What Now everyone on the chariot was shocked.

They have just been killed so many people, and it's hard for them to regain their confidence and prepare to kill the devil again. But now they suddenly say that the action of killing the devil is over. What's the joke“ Dharma protector, what's the matter? We are just going to organize the second hunting operation! " Beiming Tianpeng asked“ Xiang Shaoyun is the only disciple of a guardian. He is not a demon. He only has magic blood on his body and understands the magic power of the demon family! " The Dharma protector of the white lotus sect said quietly. Now everyone was completely confused. They all scolded in their hearts and said, "Damn it, it's OK!" Xiang Shaoyun is regarded as a demon by everyone. He has become a street mouse that everyone shouts to fight and kill, but now he suddenly comes to a salted fish to turn over, and he is not a demon. What's the trouble“ Guardian? Where did the guardian come from? " A sage asked in bewilderment. We can imagine the identity of the guardian who can make the white lotus religion retreat, but they also want to know who it is“ On the land of China, there are only a few people who can be called "guardians". They represent the supreme guardianship of our human race, and this one is from Longfeng college, "the Bailian Dharma protector said with a touch of admiration. All the saints present were thoroughly moved. There are only a few "guardians" on the land of China, who are absolutely the most important people on the list of gods. No wonder they can have such terrible deterrent power.