The monks who were constantly guarding and retreating took a look at the sky. At this glance, they saw the crimson "shooting star" falling from the sky.

This scene is shining like a tree of fire, and these meteor-like objects forcibly reflect the sky as dim as the night sky. This is a beautiful scenery that can make people hold their breath, and the monks did hold their breath--

They stared at the falling meteor, but suddenly couldn't move their footsteps anymore. They purposefully fell on top of every monk's head, reflecting their posture in everyone's frightened and contracted pupils!

The "Meteor" was smashing down on the monk's head, but at this time the monk was unable to control his body. He could only hear the dull sound of the heart beating violently in his chest, and he could only watch the catastrophe coming this time.

Both the righteous monk and the magic cultivator stand like stiff puppets, they can only roll their eyes and move their lips.

Lu Zhiling focused his gaze on the falling crimson meteor for a second, but he seemed indifferent. After reminding the monks, he turned his head again without any emotion, and did not give the monks any substantial help.

His behavior fell in the eyes of several monks who saw that they were about to be caught by the crimson meteors, and they immediately complained: "Mao Dao people are Dao people... cruel, despicable, and shameless! I couldn't believe it from the beginning! , Stay away from that demon repair, he is not a guy to be trusted!!"

These people reprimanded in the same way, they still only saw Lu Zhiling's back and the black hair that was dragging on his shoulders.

These cultivators saw that Mo Shang not only did not evade, but made a sword that fits Lu Zhiling incomparably.They also saw that Lu Zhiling's demon cultivator had not turned to the fierce beast Yinglong, but also forced Yinglong with a breathtaking breath. Without any reservation, he completely trusted Mo Shang and placed the fragile parts of his body under Mo Shang's eyes.

They never give up the prejudice in their hearts.

Lu Zhiling is an extremely vicious demonic cultivator, a lone wolf that can rival the ferocious beast.

He shouldn't be trusted. The Mo Shang who trusted him Lu Zhiling was also filled with mud and sand, and it was not clear that the magic repairs should be cut by thousands of swords!

These cultivators have time to think about such things. The crimson "shooting star" seems to be very far away, and even gives the illusion that it must run out of power after falling so far.

But their fantasies were pierced. With a short period of effort, people wearing the "shooting star" felt this blazing heat and the strange power surging in the "shooting star" at close range!

Just as the crimson meteor was about to smash down on his head, Bai Yue tried his best to mobilize his spiritual power and finally found a breakthrough in his stagnant body. He was fortunate that the monks who faced these incomprehensible meteors were all monks. Have the ability to resist and resist.

But even this rejoicing was extinguished, and the sound-transmitting talisman he carried burst out with the terrified voices of monks all over this world preparing for the back road.

"A crimson meteor fell from the sky!"

"Here, here... we have observed some terrible force falling down, but our body suddenly stopped and we can't make any evasive reaction! This is true of monks and so are mortals! Sovereign, I ——"

...

"What the **** is this?"

"Help! Mom!" From the noisy background sound in the sound transmission, there was an out-of-control, screaming cry for help.

The sharp little girl's voice, the rapid breathing of the elderly, the sound of teeth grinding... They were mixed with the sounds of the monks calling for help, and they all poured into Bai Yue's ears.

Crimson Meteor, this unknown surname is not only aimed at the monks in the misty village area, but also not only at the monks, they must be harvested together with mortals!

It was like a sharp knife tearing Bai Yue's happiness to him, causing his heart to be pulled by the many faint sounds of cry for help. But Bai Yue couldn't do anything. He could only watch the disaster come before his eyes.

Where's Mo Shang? Where is Lu Zhiling? !

Bai Yue couldn't help but hold on to the last straw, with this voice echoing in his mind.

You move! Can you act and avoid it? why why? At this moment, Bai Yue, who was overwhelmed by the invisible guilt, placed all his hopes on the two people he didn't trust, and could even be said to be wary.

Even if they were glued to Ying Long, it seemed that there was no way to make a move, Bai Yue still hoped, expecting for no reason!

Crimson meteors exploded in front of people everywhere, and after a burst of dazzling red light, they scattered dots of fluorescent light into people's bodies.

Its integration seems so harmless, so that people who are facing the enemy are shocked, almost thinking that this is just a show of fireworks. They found that their bodies were gradually moving, which gave them a lot of reassurance.

It seems...no harm?

They couldn't help thinking about it relaxedly, but at the moment their hearts fell, they were forced to hang high again, their hearts beating so violently that they seemed to want to tear them apart with themselves.

A destructive force burned in their lungs, so quickly and unstoppable, all the people hit by the crimson meteor became hot.

Bai Yue was one of the few who had escaped the existence of a meteor at the moment of his death. He was horrified to find that everyone he could see collapsed and curled up on the ground. Their cheeks were flushed and their bare skin was also It is a similar color, just like a cooked shrimp.

Bai Yue stretched out his hand across a layer of spiritual power to try to touch the body of the nearest person who fell on the ground. In less than half a second after touching it, Bai Yue felt the magma-like temperature, and he had to put down his hand touching someone...

Because at the moment of contact, even if he was blocked by spiritual power, Bai Yue was horrified to find that the shield made of his spiritual power was directly burned. The palm of his hand was dripping with blood, and the flesh was covered with burnt marks. The magma-like power still exists in Bai Yue's hand, trying to corrode outward!

Bai Yue bit his lip to endure the pain, knowing that the burning situation could not continue to spread. He stepped back and took out a blade with a trembling hand.

As his arms trembled and turned, he abruptly cut off a large piece of meat, and the painful bloodshot eyes were almost overflowing. Bai Yue lowered his head, he could see the white bones in the palm of his hand, and he had cut out a few bones.

It hurts. He has always been pampered. How has he ever suffered this kind of pain?

But after all, Bai Yue didn't let the tears leak out, he bit his tongue dripping with blood, and suppressed the pain in his throat.

He could see that some monks who seemed to have a high fever were still struggling with their eyes in confusion, and did not fall into a coma without struggling like a mortal.

This part of the monks who seemed to be awake also had empty eyes, as if they were caught in a nightmare that they could not get rid of. But... Baiyue doesn't know if they can still perceive the outside world. If someone stays awake, but sees their master's heart screaming in sorrow, how can he bear the pain he has endured?

Bai Yue wouldn't let this happen, he took his own responsibility...He is the Sect Master Lingxian, even if he is greeted with terrible pain, he has to pretend that there is nothing wrong with the monks.

"Master..." Bai Yue vaguely swallowed the blood in his mouth, slowly and slightly shaking, took out the bandage with one hand, and wrapped it up crudely.

With just one touch, Bai Yue scrapped a hand. But he still moved forward firmly, trying to intervene and help these monks in other ways.

As soon as he approached this time, he saw a cloud of flames and a cloud of giant beasts appearing behind all the monks who showed a high fever.

Bai Yue couldn't tell what the behemoth was with burning hair. It looked like Yinglong's body, but it had characteristics similar to snakes. Like dragons and snakes, they are assembled into this nondescript giant phantom.

He heard the voice of the phantom: "Become my companions, and you can live!"

"Become my companions, and you can live!" Xiao Xuanqing was in such an illusory sea of ​​fire when he "opened his eyes".

The pain tortured every inch of his senses all the time, burning his brain chaotically, and couldn't help but want to ask for mercy. He still retains a trace of clarity, which allows him to retain a trace of struggle when the behemoth phantom speaks to its suggestion of becoming a companion.

"what are you?"

Xiao Xuanqing said towards the giant beast phantom.

"I am a fierce beast, the fierce beast of the Demon World." It raised its head, as if proud of it, but immediately murderously appeared in the cold vertical pupil, as if it was being dominated by two consciousnesses. Another crimson flame strangled Xiao Xuanqing's neck with its killing intent, and the pain of being burned by the flames intensified, "This is... your only chance to survive."

"How about it, choose-life or death?"

It stared at Xiao Xuanqing jokingly with its icy vertical pupils. This gave them only one way, life or death!

"Life or death...?"

Xiao Xuanqing heard countless echoes again. He glanced dimly and seemed to see a lot of familiar figures. They were monks and mortals who were also hit by the crimson meteor...It felt like they were in the same place. Before the trial stand, the giant beast phantom was their common judge.

At this moment, he heard a voice without emotion, as if it came from the sky, which caused Xiao Xuanqing's throbbing in a moment, making him feel this and saying: "The fierce beast will destroy the area where you live. , Destroy everything, can't..." The existence of the words is the way of heaven in this world.

But Tiandao is just a bystander at this time, and can only give them certain dangerous warnings. Xiao Xuanqing's originally loose mind was stopped at once.

How can they be easy to deal with? How could they do such a move of betraying the immortal world and everyone? !

When they surrendered, they acted as accomplices in the possible destruction of the immortal cultivation world in the future-no...

Xiao Xuan's heart lightly rang the alarm bell. He thought that his companions and those mortals who had heard about the brutality of fierce beasts would refuse this temptation trap after learning the warning from the heavens.

But, when the voice of heaven sounded...

"I, I want to live!"

He heard the voice of a cowardly middle-aged man choking.

"I want to live..."

Xiao Xuanqing heard the voices of many mortal villagers, the voices of demonic cultivators and even the righteous monks. They wanted to survive in an instant. They knew that the fierce beast should be cleared by all the existence of the immortal world, and they also Knowing that their relatives and friends may be slaughtered by the beast because of their submission... But they still chose to live, to become the companion and helper of the beast!

Human heart...! Xiao Xuanqing couldn't say anything, but his sober reason swayed like a faint candlelight chilled his heart.

"Okay." He heard the mouth of the giant beast's phantom with the breath of gunpowder smoke, accompanied by a pleasant cheer, agreeing to succumb to become a companion of the beast, and found that he no longer suffers from the pain of the flames. The flame still surrounds them, but is as gentle and harmless as a trickle, as if it has become a force attached to themselves and surrendered to them.

They saw other people who were still struggling to persevere, and couldn't help but muttered in ecstasy: "Why don't you become a beast with us? You see, what a powerful force!"

Surrounded by flames, they felt a completely different experience from before, and the vertical pupils of beasts gradually appeared in their eyes. The powerful force caused them to get lost and made them instantly different from humans, and they had already regarded the humans in front of them as humans. Certain playthings and consumables.

"Come with us!"

They grinned jokingly, showing greedy eyes, but the power on them was amazing.

A mortal villager who was thinking about the transformation of a fierce beast was fascinated by stroking his strong limbs, and even directly strangling the throat of a sweating monk with the claws of the beast.

"Monk? It's just a weak ant!"

But after he laughed like this, he let out a scream and felt the sensation of body separation and collapse. The villager saw that his other strong beast claw was not under his control to hit the torturing monk, and he slammed into the chest of the fragile human body that had not yet been transformed!

A thought suddenly appeared in his heart...backlash!

But at the moment when the villagers thought about it, his pupils were already condensed, and his favorite powerful beast claws smashed his ribs, directly smashing his heart!

"Ahhhhhhh!"

There were painful screams in this flame area, and even the monk's body collapsed and revealed the essence before his death: "Not everyone is qualified to become a beast!"

The giant beast phantom concealed a little, they can become fierce beasts, provided that they have the ability to control this power.

Those who do not meet will be killed by this force in the process of transformation!