Whoosh … Whoosh … Whoosh …
The wind howled, bringing with it a bone-chilling aura. The howling wind sounded like the roars of wild beasts, or the cries of evil spirits, which made people's hair stand on end.
The sky was pitch-black.
Tonight, not a trace of moonlight or starlight could be seen. The entire world seemed extremely stifling.
The surrounding mountain range was pitch-black under the curtain of the night. The trees were like soldiers, guarding their homes.
At the foot of the mountain, Wang Chen and the others found a spacious place to rest.
Bai Changsheng hadn't returned yet. Obviously, he hadn't returned from his scouting trip.
Perhaps it was because of their anger, but the atmosphere in the field was a little quiet.
Subconsciously, everyone kept a distance from Yen Seung-yueh!
Ever since they knew Yen Seung-yueh's formidable strength, they were afraid of Yen Seung-yueh.
At this moment, no one was willing to take the risk. If Yen Seung-yueh suddenly attacked, no one could stop him.
…
Roar …
After midnight, when everyone had fallen asleep, a sudden roar resounded.
In the next moment, the entire Black Tiger Mountain seemed to shake.
The roar shook the sky, and the rumbling sound lingered in everyone's ears.
"Demonic beasts!"
This burst of noise woke everyone up from their sleep.
In an instant, a dangerous aura spread towards the crowd.
"It's on the mountain!"
After gathering together, they quickly realized that the roar of the demonic beasts was coming from the Black Tiger Mountain. That was the location of the ninth crack.
At this moment, on the hillside, in the night, thick smoke billowed, and the roar resounded unceasingly.
Vaguely, they could see a huge figure charging and galloping under the night sky!
Could it be that a demonic beast had invaded Purgatory through the crack?
Seeing this scene, the expressions of Wang Chen and the others changed. In an instant, everyone became vigilant. Whoosh … Whoosh … Whoosh …
Whoosh … Whoosh … Whoosh …
In the distance, a figure flashed, running down the mountain.
Boom … Boom … Boom …
The earth shook, and the mountain shook. Following that black figure were several demonic beasts the size of small mountains!
The lantern-like eyes emitted a terrifying red light in the dark night. It was incomparably strange.
Hu hu hu …
Waves of heat blasted out from the mouths and noses of these magical beasts. All of the magical beasts were filled with a desolate and barbaric aura.
At the very front of these magical beasts was a figure running. If it wasn't Bai Changsheng, then who could it be?
"Not good, the demonic beasts are attacking!"
After seeing this scene clearly, Bai Chen on the side exclaimed.
A magical beast had attacked, and it wasn't an ordinary single magical beast. This time, it was an attack by a group of magical beasts! Such a horde of magical beasts would happen two or three times a month.
At a rough glance, there were at least dozens of them. It was no wonder that even Bai Changsheng didn't dare to be careless. He could only lead these Magical Beasts over.
It was difficult for him to fight against so many magical beasts alone!
"Help!"
After exclaiming in surprise, Bai Chen quickly shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the lead and pounced forward.
Swish swish …
Their figures flashed, and in the blink of an eye, a few people rushed toward Bai Changsheng.
"Hahaha … lads, consider yourselves lucky to have encountered a horde of magical beasts on your first day!"
Seeing Wang Chen and the others rush over, Bai Changsheng, who was running in their direction, laughed loudly.
Evidently, the appearance of these magical beasts excited him.
At this moment, the strength of these Demonic Beasts was not considered strong. Almost all of them were equivalent to Second Order or Third Order Demonic Beasts!
If he wanted to, Bai Changsheng might be able to kill them all. He had led the horde of magical beasts here to test Wang Chen and the others, and also to let them get used to the rhythm of killing!
Sword energy soared into the sky, and the wind howled.
In the blink of an eye, they killed their way into the horde of magical beasts. For a moment, Wang Chen and the others showed off their abilities!
Yuan Power weapons were formed, and Rosefinch was burning fiercely. At this moment, Wang Chen didn't hold back and displayed his strength.
In an instant, Wang Chen plunged into the horde of magical beasts with irresistible force.
Kill, kill, kill …
With Wang Chen's current strength, how powerful was he now?
With the strength of a Sixth Stage Sacred Warrior, his combat strength was no less than a Seventh Stage Sacred Warrior's.
He was even close to a Eighth Stage Sacred Warrior's.
Every move brought along layers of air waves, and puddles of blood floated down.
"Fighting!"
After killing a demonic beast, Wang Chen even directly displayed the Buddhist Incantation of Nine Words.
As the Fighting Symbol blasted out, in an instant, waves rolled, and Shura roared.
The power of the third word of the Nine Words Mantra was imaginable.
Ten thousand Zhang Shura descended from the sky, and Shura weapons swept down.
Rumble …
The entire Black Tiger Mountain seemed like it was about to collapse. Golden light shone brightly, and killing intent filled the air.
Roar roar roar …
Desperate howls could be heard. In the blink of an eye, with the Fighting Symbol, Wang Chen killed two magical beasts in one breath! In an instant, within the battlefield, Wang Chen could be said to be extremely eye-catching.
Apart from Wang Chen, there was another person who was also quite eye-catching! Naturally, it was Yen Seung-yueh, whose strength had reached the Ninth Stage Sacred Warrior level!
One person and one weapon, green light floating gracefully. Everywhere they passed, blood and flesh splattered.
Although there was no Nine Words Mantra. But in terms of strength, Yen Seung-yueh was not inferior to Wang Chen at all.
The two of them were like two sharp blades, piercing into the horde of magical beasts.
Then, Yoo Shin-yan, Bai Chen, and the rest joined forces to fight, killing endlessly.
In an instant, it gave Bai Changsheng a trace of peace, and he simply stood at the side and watched the battle.
"Sixth Stage Sacred Warrior … tsk tsk tsk … this combat strength! He even knew the lost Nine Words Suppression. His strength was indeed boundless. No wonder Yen Seung-yueh was forced to cultivate the Art of Bedevilment. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for Yen Seung-yueh to surpass Wang Chen in this lifetime!
In the Tianxuan Continent, the number one genius belongs to Wang Chen … "
Watching Wang Chen's performance in the battle ring, Bai Changsheng sighed with emotion.
As for Yen Seung-yueh's outstanding performance, he did not seem to notice it at all. He curled his lips and said, "Ninth Stage Sacred Warrior … this combat strength … hehe … it's just so-so! The weakest Ninth Stage Sacred Warrior! The Art of Bedevilment allows one to improve rapidly, but it has a huge drawback. No wonder the Clear Stream Pavilion is just so-so! "
As for the Art of Bedevilment, Bai Changsheng really did not care about it, his face full of disdain.
Obviously, he did not like such unorthodox methods.
Otherwise, with his Ninth Stage Sacred Warrior strength, how could he defeat Yen Seung-yueh in one move so easily?
They were both Ninth Stage Sacred Warriors, but the difference between them was not small. The Art of Bedevilment improved too quickly, and its foundation was not stable. It relied entirely on the demonic nature. Not enough demonic nature, not enough power!
Boom boom boom …
As Bai Changsheng watched the battle with narrowed eyes, Demonic Beasts fell one after another.
In the blink of an eye, there were not many left.
Under the strong performance of Wang Chen and Yen Seung-yueh, dozens of Demonic Beasts were killed in the blink of an eye.
The stench of blood filled the air.
"Huff, huff, huff …"
After the battle, everyone was gasping for breath. They were extremely exhausted.
However, fortunately, the battle was finally over!
"Haha … how was it? Kids! How did you feel about this battle? "
After the battle had ended, Bai Changsheng gathered everyone with a smile on his face.
"Very strong!" Bai Chen said bitterly.
Not everyone was as strong as Wang Chen and Yen Seung-yueh!
Even a Rank 4 Sacred Warrior like Liu Xinyan was exhausted from dealing with such a battle, let alone Rank 1, 2, or 3 Sacred Warriors like them?
These Demonic Beasts gave them a lot of pressure.
"Hehe, this is just a piece of cake. Hurry up and increase your strength! There are many battles like this every month. This time, it was easy. Next time, the Demonic Beasts you will meet will be even stronger. Perhaps, you will meet the leader of the Demonic Beasts! When that time comes … "
Hearing Bai Chen's complaints, Bai Changsheng's lips curled into a playful smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched his body and said, "That's right, it seems that the annual Beast Tide is coming next month. If this is the extent of your strength, prepare a grave as soon as possible! "
Bai Changsheng seemed to have thought of something and added.
His words caused the expressions of Bai Chen and the rest to change.
Annual Beast Tide?
Even without Bai Changsheng's explanation, they could imagine how terrifying this Beast Tide would be.
After all, today was only one of the weakest Beast Tides in a month. When it came to the annual Beast Tide …
They did not even dare to think about it.
No wonder the losses in Purgatory were so huge every year.
In such a difficult battle, losses were inevitable.
"Alright, from tomorrow onwards, two people will form a team and patrol the mountain regularly. There are only a few hours left, so you guys should take a good rest! "Bai Changsheng said lazily as he sensed the change in everyone's expressions.
Then, he turned around and leaped onto a huge rock in an empty space. He sat down cross-legged and started to cultivate.
In Purgatory, learning to be in the best state at all times was the best way to survive.
Bai Changsheng had walked step by step in the fourth level of Purgatory for so many years. How could he not know this?
Seeing Bai Changsheng enter cultivation, Wang Chen and the rest looked at each other. Then, they smiled bitterly.
They were not in the mood to rest anymore.
Cultivate!
At this moment, all of them chose an empty space to cultivate.
No one dared to relax due to their desire for strength!
If they relaxed, they would be courting death.
They knew that from this moment onwards, their lives had changed. Since the appearance of this batch of Demonic Beasts and the slaughter of this batch of Demonic Beasts, they had truly welcomed their life in Purgatory.
Next, a boundless massacre was already upon them. They could only kill, or else they would be killed. Only with enough strength could they live well.
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