Immortal Space

"Brother! How did you turn green?" Wang Yi couldn't help asking curiously even though he was in the middle of the battle.

"It's a long story, and I'll talk about it in detail later. Where are you going to break through? Do you need my help?" Wang Hong asked Wang Yi.

"We are preparing to break through to the north, how are you going to help?"

Wang Yi asked with some doubts, because his brother was alone, and he wouldn't even splash when he was thrown into the herd of beasts on the opposite side.

"I can poison you, you've seen it before!"

At this time, Wang Yi remembered that the poison his brother used when he was in the secret realm was invisible and invisible, making it hard to guard against.

He remembered that Wang Hong had poisoned him in order to convince him and prove to him the strength of other means.

Now that Wang Hong is inside the monster camp, it is indeed very convenient to poison these monsters.

"Okay! You can poison it, but be careful!"

"Well, don't worry, just wait for my good news."

Wang Hong has two kinds of poisons that are suitable for such a large-scale use. One is the pollen of the pink skull flower. This kind of poison is not easy to collect, and he doesn't have much in stock.

The other is the spirit-eating poison. This kind of poison is relatively cheap, but in order to improve the efficacy, the poison he uses is also a thousand years old.

After Wang Hong spoke to Wang Yi, he retreated quietly in the battlefield.

"Ho Ho Ho! Those who retreat will be killed without mercy!"

Before he retreated far, a Tier 3 monster roared and shouted.

Seeing this, Wang Hong could only take a few steps forward. There was no other way. In this kind of battle, he could only advance, not retreat.

Wang Hong pretended to attack forward a few times, discussed with Wang Yi secretly, and then backed away from the third-tier monster just now.

Seeing the green monster retreating towards it again, the third-tier monster was about to roar, but suddenly smelled a strange fragrance of flowers, and then fell into a hallucination.

At this moment, a beam of sword light flew from a distance like a white rainbow piercing the sun, directly piercing through the head of this monster.

Wang Hong took advantage of the instant the monster died, and quickly slipped away.

Then he just wandered among the monster beasts like this, constantly spreading the poison of devouring spirits.

This kind of poison is now very effective on the first-order monsters, and it is almost certain to die. After the second-order monsters are poisoned, they can last for a while. As for the third-order monsters, as long as they can spend some time, they can force the poison out in vitro.

The two sides fought for less than a stick of incense, and the first-order monsters in the surrounding group of monsters in the north began to die in large numbers for unknown reasons.

At the same time, the strength of the second-order monsters also unknowingly declined.

With the mass death of these first-order monsters, the pressure on the monks of Taihao Sword Sect to break out has been greatly reduced, and the speed of breaking out is also a bit faster.

"My colleagues, take this opportunity to stand out from the encirclement!"

A black-faced monk, who was seriously injured at the moment, roared, and then rushed into the herd of beasts and blew up the golden core.

After a roar, Jin Dan's self-detonation cleared a large safe area among the monsters, and the monks behind rushed up to fill in the area without monsters.

During the breakout process of the Taihaozong monks, the sound of Jindan self-detonation would be heard from time to time, which made their breakout speed much faster.

Hearing the sound, Wang Hong felt that the Taihao Sect was worthy of being the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals in Dongzhou. This courage alone was worthy of everyone's admiration.

But he thought of Wang Yi again, fearing that he would do something stupid, so he hurried back to look for Wang Yi's figure.

After a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that Wang Yi was still in good health and was struggling to kill the monster.

At this time, he no longer wandered around, but stayed in the group of monsters opposite Wang Yi.

This is also safer, Wang Yi will definitely not attack him, and the monsters here will not pay attention to him.

He mixed with the herd of beasts, and he could occasionally kill a monster or two, which was much better than him participating in the battle head-on.

As the battle here progressed, the strength of the poisoned monsters gradually declined, coupled with the brave advance of the Taihaozong monks, the group of them slowly broke out from the encirclement.

At this time, Wang Hong didn't need to pretend to be a monster. After attacking a third-level monster, he finally showed his original shape.

Seeing Wang Hong's original form, which turned out to be a human, several monsters around were stunned, and immediately attacked Wang Hong, but unfortunately, he had already fled to the opposite side at this time.

After Wang Hong returned to his human form, he rushed to Wang Yi's side. Although the others were a little puzzled, they saw that he and Wang Yi seemed familiar, so they didn't ask any more questions. After all, they were still fighting.

The monks of the Taihao Sect formed several teams, a striker, whose role was to break out like a sharp knife, to cut a gap from the monster beast siege.

Wang Yi is one of this group of strikers. After they rush out, they only need to continue to rush forward and lead the way.

Some monks were specially arranged in the rear to be in charge of breaking the rear, but in this case, except for the Nascent Soul monk, others may be in danger.

It's just that some people must sacrifice, otherwise they can only wait for death.

As they rushed forward quickly, they heard the constant roar of battle behind them.

In this way, they fled forward for five days, and the fighting in the rear gradually became rare.

Everyone dragged their tired bodies, supported entirely by a survival instinct, which allowed them to overcome various difficulties.

On this day, they finally got rid of the monsters in the rear. After learning that the rear was temporarily safe, they suddenly collapsed to the ground as if they had fallen apart.

Wang Yi lay on the ground, feeling that every muscle in his body was sore and limp.

All the monks in the audience were lying on the grass, only Wang Hong was standing alone, and he didn't seem to be tired at all.

As for why he was not tired at all during the long-distance raid, just look at Xiaopeng who was as tired as a dead dog on the grass.

When others run away, they only need to take care of themselves, but when it runs away, there is a person on its back.

At this time, Wang Hong walked up to Xiaopeng, took out a bottle of spirit wine, and poured a big gulp into his mouth.

Then he walked to Wang Yi's side, took out another bottle of spirit wine, and gave Wang Yi a big gulp too.

After being replenished with a sip of spiritual wine, a trace of mana rose from Wang Yi's body, and it traveled through the limbs and bones, driving away the fatigue in the muscles.

Although his mana had recovered, he just lay there and didn't want to move, not even a finger.

But he only lay down for a while, then got up.

"Brother! Is there still spirit wine?" Wang Yi asked Wang Hong.

Wang Hong took out a spirit wine bottle and handed it to Wang Yi.

The guy took the bottle, then got up, and walked towards the female nun Feng Aiqi next to him.

"Junior Sister! Drink some spiritual wine to replenish your strength." Wang Yi said, helped Feng Ai who had collapsed on the ground, and fed her a sip of spiritual wine.