Staying up late and rubbing his forehead, looking irritable.

He just wanted to plant spiritual herbs in the secret realm, but he always had many troubles to come to his house, which made people unable to relax for a moment.

You hit him, he hits you, hits you, hits and stops... endlessly and never ends.

Everyone sat down and gathered grass and drank two glasses, wouldn’t it be good?

The snake demon big head whispered: "Boss, how should I reply to Yannian Temple? Can't you say you can't go?"

Staying up late and sighed: "Let me leave it first, say I'm in seclusion. Go to the warehouse behind and get some dragon grass for them to see if it can attract dragons and help them carry it."

"clear."

Datou understood: "The young one will drag down and appease the envoy of Yannian Temple."

Staying up late and waved his hand and sent off Big Head away.

He looked at the potted plants of "reverse scale leaves" and "dragon grass" on the table, and murmured: "These giants are really troublesome..."

Wu Qi walked out of the inner room and asked him: "What's wrong?"

He stayed up late and bowed: "Honor, it was someone from Yannian Temple who came to visit. He was attacked by a giant and came to ask for help."

Wu Qi's eyes lit up.

I was worried that there was no place to hunt giants, so I came here.

"Venice." Staying up late and said with a worried look on his face: "This time the giant stepped into the outer area, it is not a good sign. I am afraid that the second and first circles were suppressed by the Mitian Qinglong, so I had to evacuate out."

"The giants attacking Yannian Temple this time were all demon coaches and demon kings over ten feet, leading two 20 feet of giants, a total of twenty-three giants."

In the past, ghosts and giants attacked the peripheral areas, but they never used this strategic level force to conduct concentrated impact.

This time, the giant group suddenly emerged from underwater and launched a raid, killing a large number of practitioners living in the territory of Yannian Temple. Their goals were clear, just killing and destroying, organized and purposeful.

The core point is directly to the temple of Yannian Temple. Fuyuan relies on the formation and magic weapon "Golden-Engraved Tathagata's Letter", barely maintains a stalemate with the two twenty-foot giants at the end.

But the other twenty-one giants raged their territory, causing immeasurable losses.

Although there are many people living in Yannian Temple, most of them are practitioners of the Jidan stage, and each has its own thoughts. Faced with the impact of giants, they all fled to escape from their lives, and they were unwilling to fight head-on.

This is where the secret realm is different from the outside world. There is no solid consensus here. Protecting oneself is the core principle, and taking action when you see unfairness is the same.

Even in places like Yannian Temple, which have a reputation, most practitioners will flee in scattered at critical moments to avoid being affected.

The situation is naturally extremely unfavorable if only relying on part of Fuyuan's loyal subordinates to deal with the giant.

"Venice, in fact, from the perspective of strength, there are more than 500 elixir practitioners in Yannian Temple. Any half or one-third of this group of people united and used formations and magic weapons, these twenty giants could not attack at all."

Staying up late and laughed bitterly: "It's just that it's easy to add icing on the cake in the secret realm, but it's hard to help in time."

"Now that the giants are coming, many practitioners have taken the opportunity to rob the warehouses of Yannian Temple. A considerable number of disasters were caused by these people. Fuyuan asked me to send reinforcements to deter them."

Wu Qi laughed.

A mob is a mob.

Usually, we gather to strengthen our momentum, and rely on the strong to bully the weak will naturally take responsibility. If we really encounter tough problems, everyone will be in business.

Wu Qi's mind changed and said slowly: "The giants are in chaos. As Dayou, they are enemies of all practitioners, and there is no doubt about this."

"There are still people taking advantage of the situation to rob, which is really intolerable."

"As Xiling, who also seeks survival benefits for practitioners, cannot sit idly by. What do you think?"

He was stunned when he stayed up late, but he soon came to his senses: "The Venerable is very insightful and said very well."

He has been in the Dragon Palace in the West Sea for many years and has some experience in exploring the meaning of the top.

The superior said yes, that's it.

Say no, that's not.

Wu Qi said in an orderly manner: "This time, Xiling, in the righteousness of supporting Yannian Temple, will send elite forces to immediately rush to Master Fuyuan to eliminate and expel giants, eliminate scum, and restore order in Yannian Temple."

"really."

Staying up late and nodding like pounding garlic: "Xiling is the only one who is responsible for this matter."

Wu Qi reached out to signal him to come, and whispered, and his eyes gradually became brighter after staying up late.

"It's wonderful, it's wonderful."

...

The monk stood outside the lobby like a stone statue.

He had been standing for an hour.

The snake demon big head couldn't help but advise: "Master Zhicheng, don't wait any longer. The boss is still in seclusion and may not be able to leave the seclusion for several months. Listen to my advice, take these special "dragon grass" to try your luck, and maybe you can attract dragons to deal with those giants."

Zhicheng has a rock-solid face. He was originally a stubborn piece of petrified spirit. The one who enlightened others was his teacher Fuyuan. This time he came here to help rescue soldiers.

He said sincerely with a firm look on his face: "The snake leader has lost his lips and his teeth are cold. This time the giants' target is definitely not just Yannian Temple. If Yannian Temple is destroyed, the next one is Baihai and Xiling!"

"Chief, Zhicheng asks the leader to ask the Night King to come out of seclusion! Race to Yannian Temple!"

"This is already the time when all practitioners outside the secret realm are in danger of survival and death. If they are united, they will be alive, and if they are divided, they will die!"

The snake demon beat him up: "It's useless to tell me, I'm just a follower..."

A majestic figure suddenly walked out of the lobby.

"I don't even know how to report such a major matter! Datou, you are so brave!"

The voice of staying up late does not hide its anger.

The snake demon was so scared that he knelt on the ground, his head pressed against the ground: "It's the little one's fault that the little one is afraid of affecting the eldest brother's practice. The little one deserves to die, the little one is stupid!"

As a qualified follower, taking the blame is a must-have ability.

Staying up late and strode past him, without even looking at him.

"Thank you for your hard work by Master Zhicheng, and you almost delayed the fighter's plane by that bastard."

Zhicheng's eyes suddenly lit up and he said excitedly: "Does the Night King want to rush to Yannian Temple?"

"certainly."

Staying up late and looking righteous: "Baihai, Yannian Temple, and Xiling, as the last line of defense for all practitioners, have always been the same horns and face each other from beginning to end. When Yannian Temple is attacked, I will lead a team to help myself!"

Zhicheng was moved and clasped his hands together: "The Night King is indeed a hero! Yannian Temple is so grateful! There will be rewards!"

"No need to go later, set off now!"

...

The group flew all the way, crossed the sea and islands, and finally arrived at a large area of ​​continuous archipelago.

You can see from afar that six tall giants were chasing practitioners on the island, and various magic weapons were flying in the air, and the talismans and prohibitions were radiant, but the giants were not afraid at all, and they killed the practitioners who were trying to escape and attack.

Some of them put the practitioners directly into their mouths and chewed them. Some of them strung the practitioners' bodies and hung them around their necks, as if they were some kind of spoil.

Wherever the giant passed, Guan Pavilion collapsed, blood and flesh splattered, and the practitioners fled.

Zhicheng was anxious: "I would like to ask Lord Ye to take action!"

Staying up late and looking at Wu Qi next to him: "Please trouble Brother Wu to deal with these giants."

"clear."

Wu Qi flew towards the giant.

The giants seemed to have discovered this new target that suddenly appeared. They turned their heads and looked at the life-and-death fire-fighting moth with sharp and fierce eyes.

Zhicheng looked around and found that the others were motionless, and he was a little confused: "Mr. Ye, don't you take action?"

Staying up late and holding hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his face: "No, it's enough to have Brother Wu alone."

One person, deal with six giants?

There are five of them inside, all of which are real demon king-level ghosts...

Zhicheng had a lot to say, but he soon discovered that staying up late was to tell the truth.

There was a huge group of people, none of them moved, only the young monk who had been earlier was getting closer and closer to the giants in front of them, and the next second, they were about to be pinched into blood bubbles by the giants.

suddenly.

The monk had a palm.

An extremely powerful aura suddenly rose, and a terrifying mana fluctuation enveloped the entire island group.

The demonic immortal appears.

He pinched his hand and a green lion appeared in the air, carrying a lotus throne on his back. On the throne was a skeleton wearing a crown and a cloud brocade. It twisted off the lion's head, changed its head, and then blew bubbles.

Six huge bubbles disappeared in front of it, and the next breath covered the heads of the six giants. The giants could not breathe, and their hands tried to tear the bubbles stuck to their faces. But even if they buckled their cheeks and torn them until they were deformed, the bubbles were still steadily covered on their faces, as if they had turned into another layer of skin.

These bubbles digested the giants' heads into liquid bit by bit. The giants fell to the ground one by one, and their arms and bodies gradually stopped struggling.

Soon, the bubble sucked and digested the giants all, and returned to the lion-headed skeleton.

As soon as the skeleton sucked, these bubbles were sucked into its nose.

Its mouth is quite comfortable to spit out blue smoke.

Not only Zhicheng was stunned, but even the Xiling tribe behind him stayed up late was so arrogant that he didn't dare to show off.
Chapter completed!