Just when Lu Jiuque felt a headache, suddenly, the huge shadow appeared again, and he shouted with confidence: "It's here again!"
Not only were Lu Jiuque and the others aware of it, but the people below were also screaming in agony.
"Hurry-the monster is coming!"
"Damn it! Did that idiot say he wanted to go this way?"
"damn it… "
…
The huge earth-floating whale slowly swam under the bloody earth, covered with strong fear, and spread faintly, scaring everyone into running away with their heads in their hands and running wildly.
"Ah... help..."
"Damn it! This damn thing, get out and fight with your uncle and me..."
"Ahh..."
…
Panicked screams came one after another, but the giant floating whale was not in a hurry to swallow the people on the ground. It just chased everyone and played.
Just like using them for entertainment after eating.
Soon, a group of people was separated. They were forced to walk in the opposite direction of the large crowd. Lu Jiuque said in surprise: "This is..."
"It's bait!" Shen Li frowned and walked over, with a strong murderous intent in his voice, "Xiao Jiu'er, those are people from the Hongyan Clan, the third-class sect in the north. Do we want to rescue them?"
To a certain extent, the second- and third-class sects in the north can also be regarded as the power branch of the Soul Fighting Sect.
And now it can be seen that because of the absence of the Soul Fighting Sect, the people in the north have been used as abandoned sons.
Hongyanmen? !
Lu Jiuque also understood where Shen Li's anger came from. She narrowed her eyes. Anyway, she needed the beast elixir of this giant whale. As long as she was not from the Tianyan Sect, it didn't matter if she saved him.
With a hooked smile, Lu Jiuque raised his eyes and looked at the disciples and said, "How is it? This is an eight-star monster. Do you want to fight?"
The disciples of the Fighting Soul Sect who came out of the trial tower were no longer the youthful look they had been in the past, especially Shen Li and the others. Their bodies already had a faint sharp light, and they had the courage that a strong man should have.
No matter how good the sword is, no matter how sharp the sharp knife is, they all need to be sharpened and polished, and actual combat is the best opportunity to refresh their strength. Lu Jiuque will not protect them forever. Only by pushing them out to face the wind and waves can they continue to grow. !
"war!"
The one who made this voice of fighting intent was Han Chengyu. After struggling in the trial tower for so long, he is now a fourth-level peak star soul master, but among the forty disciples, he is the weakest. , so he is also the one who desires to become stronger the most!
Even the "weakest" Han Chengyu said he would fight, and the other disciples could not retreat.
"Let's go! Fight!" Someone swung the tomahawk he had snatched from the hands of the robbers and shouted angrily, "Damn! People who think our Soul Fighting Sect is not around and bully us in the north are tired of living!"
"Let's go! Let these little brats see the strength of our Soul Fighting Sect, ah, it's the strength of strangers like us!"
…
Lu Jiuque raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, raised his little hand, and let out a burst of obscene laughter: "Brothers, take out the things, come and go as hard as you want, don't suppress yourself!"
After saying this, Lu Jiuque pulled out a black face scarf and covered himself with only one pair of eyes.
The other disciples immediately imitated, and the handsome men and beauties who were originally so handsome and almost blinding immediately turned into a group of rat-like children.
Lu Jiuque looked at the height of the cliff and jumped down decisively.
Han Chengyu was extremely immersed in his role and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Go ahead - kill that turtle!"
"Come on—"
"rush!!"