Xiang Shaoyun once again became invisible and escaped. This time without the illusion of Beiming Tianpeng, he could finally escape with all his strength.
Xiang Shaoyun tore apart the space at the fastest speed and rushed into the distance. He didn't know where he was going, he only knew to stay away from those saints first.
I don't know how long it took, but when Xiang Shaoyun felt that he was safe, he plunged into the mountains ahead. He had to calm down and adjust his injuries and strength, otherwise his strength would be completely chaotic. , which is not a good thing for him.
Xiang Shaoyun looked miserable. Even though the magic core power was continuously recovering, the terrible scars were still visible. Fortunately, these scars were being repaired at an extremely 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 bloodline has been washed by blood maggots and is already full of the blood of the Underworld Royal Family. The power of his bloodline contains extraordinary self-healing ability. Although it is not as powerful as the undead demons, it cannot be underestimated.
Xiang Shaoyun circulated his power, nourishing the injury with the refined magic core power, and at the same time, part of it continued to sink into the magic beads, causing the power of his magic beads to accumulate continuously, and he directly entered the second level. The Demon Saint is at his peak.
After all, the demon core that Xiang Shaoyun is currently refining is at the Demon Saint level. It was obtained by killing his fellow tribesmen and the Dark Devouring Clan in the seventh level of the Demon Abyss.
At this time, Beiming Tianpeng and others gathered together again, but only thirty-eight people were left out of the original eighty-one, which meant that a total of forty-three saints died in this battle.
If word spread about the number of saints who had fallen like this, it would probably shock the whole of China.
This is definitely the tragedy of a saint, and heaven and earth are crying for it!
It is not easy to become a saint. Every saint has gone through physical and mental hardships to achieve supreme fighting power and be able to change his destiny.
However, a total of forty-three saints died on this day, which was definitely a very big loss.
The remaining thirty-eight saints were already disheartened. After seeing Xiang Shaoyun's terror, they could no longer generate the belief that they could slay the devil.
"Holy Son, I want to withdraw from this demon-slaying operation. My combat power is too low and I really can't deal with that demon!" Someone stood up and said to Beiming Tianpeng.
Before Beiming Tianpeng had time to speak, another person said, "Yes, the demon is so powerful that we can't fight it. The Holy Son Youlao and other adults killed him, but there is nothing I can do!"
Afterwards, several people started to ask to withdraw. They were all people whose confidence was shaken. If they continued, only others would die.
"Is there anyone else who wants to quit?" Beiming Tianpeng said coldly.
After a while, several more people announced their withdrawal. A total of 13 of the 38 people wanted to withdraw, leaving only 25 people.
"Okay, I won't force you to come, and I won't hold you back if you leave. It's just that after the demon is successfully slain in the future, you won't get half of the credit!" Beiming Tianpeng waved his hands and said with a look of disappointment.
The saints looked ashamed, then flew down from the lotus chariot one by one, and left each other.
"These cowards!" someone couldn't help but curse.
"It's no wonder that their cultivation has stopped here. With this kind of belief, how can they become a great saint in the future, or even create a reborn body and become a true god!" Someone else echoed.
At this time, Confucian scholar Hua, who was an expert in calligraphy and painting, asked Beiming Tianpeng, "Sir Tianpeng, are you still planning to hunt down the devil next?"
"Uncle Lai is still here. He can still sense the existence of Liangtian Canchi, so he should continue to pursue him. But this time, he has asked three adults to kill him immediately and never let him use it again. It’s time for the Ming Royal Clan’s talent!” Beiming Tianpeng said with certainty.
This time he brought so many saints out, and if he returned without success, he would become the laughing stock of Northern Xinjiang and even China. If he failed to kill the devil, he would really not be reconciled.
"We will naturally go all out to kill the devil, but please stop holding back, otherwise we will all be ruined in the hands of the devil!" Mrs. Yuhuan said quietly.
Beiming Tianpeng nodded solemnly and said, "Okay, I won't hold anything back this time. I must succeed in slaying the demon!"
So, the Lotus Chariot started again and rushed towards Xiang Shaoyun's location.
However, before they had walked far, a figure quietly tore open the space and appeared in front of the Lotus chariot, which shocked the people on the chariot. The person who could suddenly appear in front of their chariot was at least a big figure. A saint-level existence.
After seeing the visitor, Beiming Tianpeng hurriedly saluted and said, "I've met the protector!"
Each of the twelve guardians of the White Lotus Sect is a Great Sage-level existence. Their status in the White Lotus Sect is so high that Beiming Tianpeng has to bow to him when he sees them.
"The demon-slaying operation ends here!" the visitor said coldly.
"What!" Everyone on the chariot was shocked.
They had just killed so many people, and finally regained their confidence and were ready to slay the demons again, but now they suddenly said that the demon-slaying operation was over. What kind of joke was this
"Master Protector, this... what is going on? We are just about to organize the second hunting operation!" Beiming Tianpeng asked in return.
"This is a saying passed down from the sect. Now all the major forces in China should have received this news one after another. Xiang Shaoyun is the only disciple of a guardian master. He is not a demon, but he has demons refined into him. Blood, it’s just that you understand the demon’s innate magical powers!” the protector of the White Lotus Sect said quietly.
Now everyone was completely confused.
They all cursed in their hearts, "Damn it, this is okay!"
Xiang Shaoyun was considered a devil by everyone.
He has become a street rat that everyone is shouting to kill, but now he suddenly turns over and is no longer a demon. What kind of trouble is this
"Master Guardian? Where did the Master Guardian come from?" A saint asked in confusion.
The identity of the guardian master who can make even the White Lotus Sect retreat can be imagined, but they also want to know who he is.
"On the land of China, there are only a handful of people who can be called 'guardians'. They represent the supreme protective power of our human race, and this one is from Dragon Phoenix College." The protector of the White Lotus Sect wiped out He said with a hint of admiration.
All the saints present were completely moved.
There are only a handful of "Guardians" on the land of China. They are definitely people at the top of the divine level. No wonder they have such terrifying power.