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A silver-gray light flashed, and the ethereal King Xishu appeared in front of everyone in the Yinhu Team.

"Lu Qingshan, your demon pet is quite miraculous. It can talk without saying a word before it has transformed. In Zhenjiang City, where monsters are everywhere, it can still walk on the ground..." Xiao Zhi couldn't help but click his tongue in surprise.

Lu Qingshan chuckled lightly and remained noncommittal.

After advancing to the second-level monster, the West Rat King not only awakened new innate abilities, but also enhanced his original abilities.

Once the enhanced sneaky talent is used, as long as King Xishu does not take the initiative to launch an attack, it is almost impossible for the monsters in Zhenjiang City to detect his presence.

The most important thing is that one of the newly awakened talents of the West Rat King actually allows him to keenly sense the surrounding spiritual objects that are beneficial to the evolution of his bloodline.

This kind of perception cannot be blocked by formations or runes, because it is an instinct that comes from blood.

The blood-red crystals in the points of Shura's Blood Transformation Formation happen to be this kind of spiritual object.

This is undoubtedly great news for the Yinhu team.

Naturally, King Xishu became an important member of the Yinhu Team in this operation by virtue of his unique abilities.

King Xishu glanced at Lu Qingshan, shook his little head at everyone and said: "No."

It did not sense the existence of the Shura Blood Transformation Formation point nearby.

Lu Qingshan frowned, "It seems that the second mission target is not an underworld monk."

"After all, it's just information that was checked out in a hurry. It's inevitable to miss something. Without further ado, let's head to the third target!"

Xu Hao raised his head and glanced at the barrier that had been weakened a bit and said: "It seems that the other teams' operations are progressing smoothly."

Lu Qingshan did not respond. He had a vague feeling in his heart that things would not be that simple.

Since the underworld will launch the Corpse Puppet Rebellion in advance, how can it not make timely adjustments in the face of the constant destruction of the Shura Blood Transformation Formation points?

"How come there are so many demonic birds gathered there?" The Li clan suddenly said, interrupting Lu Qingshan's meditation.

Lu Qingshan looked up and saw groups of demonic birds gathering on the horizon not far away.

"That place is?!" Lu Qingshan was shocked.

Because he had been to the place where the demonic birds gathered.

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puff!

The gleaming metallic claws of the black-feathered eagle were like sharp iron hooks, easily penetrating the bones and flesh of the monkey-faced demon crow, turning its inner heart into a puddle of flesh.

hiss!

There was another flutter of wings, like a knife flashing across, and several demonic crows around it were immediately cut into pieces by the black-feathered eagle.

One after another, the magic crows fell from the sky.

On the ground, there were already bloody corpses of monkey-faced demon crows.

But even though so many demon crows have been killed, the number of demon crows in the sky still does not show a decreasing trend.

What's even more terrifying is that the killing of the black-feathered eagle seems to have inspired the ferocity of the demon crow.

Faced with the death of their companions, these monkey-faced demon crows pounced on the black-feathered eagle even more fearlessly.

Streams of black light flew out from the mouths of these demonic crows, striking the black feathers of the black-feathered eagles.

Keng! Keng! Keng!

The sound of metal hitting was extremely harsh, and sparks shot out.

Under the protection of Black Feather, the attacks of these first-class monsters cannot cause much harm to Black Feather Eagle.

But these demonic crows have also learned to be smart, and many black lights are heading towards the eyes of the black-feathered eagle and other key parts that are not protected by black feathers.

Faced with this overwhelming black light attack, the black-feathered eagle could not help but lose sight of one thing.

One of the black lights hit the black-feathered eagle's eye pupils. Under this blow, blood was already flowing out of the corners of its eyes, which was very eye-catching.

The nature of birds is inherently evil, and even if it has been subdued as a demon pet, it cannot change the nature of the Black Feathered Eagle's bloodline.

This injury, coupled with the injuries that gradually accumulated on the body, the combination of the two actually aroused its ferocious nature.

The black-feathered eagle raised its head and let out a high-pitched cry. There was a hint of madness in its bloody eagle eyes. It spread its wings, whipped up a gust of wind, and pounced towards the group of monkey-faced demon crows.

On the ground, there are also a large number of different types of magical beasts gathered.

The eyes of these monsters are filled with bloodlust and madness.

Cai Heng's other demon pet, the violent ape, was holding a black iron rod and lurched left and right among the monsters like a physical practitioner with superb martial arts skills.

The iron rod was extremely powerful, causing a bloody storm wherever it passed.

boom!

The violent ape swung an iron rod and hit the head of a demon wolf. The skull of the demon wolf exploded instantly, and brains and blood burst out, white and red intertwined. The scene was disgusting.

Although the violent ape is said to be ferocious, its body is already covered with scars, and the situation is not optimistic.

"Grandpa, the number of these ferocious beasts is increasing..." Cai Xingchao said in panic as he helped Cai Heng, who was pale and with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Shi Youling controlled a fragrant magic weapon and looked around cautiously, fearing that another monster would jump out of nowhere.

Cai Heng was seriously injured just now because he was accidentally attacked by a magical beast that was good at hiding.

Most of the combat power of beast cultivators comes from carefully cultivated beast pets, so the corresponding combat power of their own is somewhat lacking.

Cai Heng looked at the two demon pets who were fighting fiercely among the monsters, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

At this time, the Cai Mansion is like a small boat, and these monsters are like waves hitting the small boat again and again, and may overturn the small boat at any time.

Many mortals accommodated in the mansion also saw that the situation was not good at this time, and their faces were full of despair. Some of them couldn't suppress the fear in their hearts and broke down crying.

"I can't hold on any longer, cough..." Cai Heng just said a few words, then he couldn't help covering his mouth and coughing twice. When he put down his hand, a scarlet blood stain appeared in his palm.

Cai Xingchao's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Grandpa, why can they be so hard-hearted and cowardly? Their compatriots are being slaughtered, but they can stand by and watch indifferently..."

As the deacon of the Zhenfu Department, Cai Heng also supported many monks and servants in the mansion, and together they were considered a considerable fighting force.

However, when Cai Heng chose to take in many mortals, thus attracting a large number of monsters to surround the mansion, some of the monks in the mansion began to escape quietly.

Cai Heng, who discovered this situation, did not force these monks to stay, but allowed them to choose to stay or leave freely.

Who would have thought that only three or four monks would choose to stay in the mansion in the end.

With Grandpa's fighting power alone, he has been able to hold off these monsters for so long. If everyone is willing to stay and work together, it may be possible to stop these monsters.

Thinking of this, Cai Xingchao clenched his fists unconsciously.

Cai Heng seemed to feel Cai Xingchao's dissatisfaction, patted his hand, and softly comforted him: "Xingchao, standing in the torrent of history, some people are willing to stand up, and some people are worried when they look at the huge waves.

There is no need to laugh at the stupidity of hot-blooded people, and there is no need to denounce the cowardice of those who are afraid of running away. In the final analysis, we are all just droplets in the torrent."

"It's just..." Cai Heng, who was almost at the end of his life, had his eyes wandering, as if he thought of something, and finally sighed softly, "When the whole city is submerged, where else can they escape."

Cai Heng didn't know the existence of the Shura Blood Transformation Formation, nor did he know that his behavior of protecting mortals was delaying the formation of the blood river, which was the right choice to truly save the city.
Chapter completed!