The monks in Dong Kunlun suffered frequent trauma while protecting the Momen warship.

Although they can usually hide behind the protection of warships to attack, after the enemy infiltrates the inside, they cannot continue to do so. They must rush out to intercept them. They would rather suffer heavy casualties than let the Momen warship suffer too much damage.

Because the monks died and were injured, there were still many substitutes. After all, there were reinforcements from more than a dozen large sects here, and there were millions of masters in total, so there was no shortage of personnel.

However, only the Momen can send out the warship cluster. Once it is destroyed too much, there will be no replenishment.

Although the logistics of Momen has come, it can only be repaired, but it is absolutely impossible to repair the completely destroyed warship.

Therefore, in this case, in order to maintain the integrity of the overall combat power of the fleet, the disciples of the two sects of Kunlun have to sacrifice their lives to rescue them.

If you fight melee with the demons, it will obviously not be so easy.

I saw an eighth-level monster with two heads breaking through the rear of the warship group, and immediately targeted a fifth-level warship, and then roared and rushed forward.

Although this battleship is huge and has a lot of powerful firepower, it is of low grade and insufficient defense. It is obviously unable to defeat the eighth-level monster.

Just when the disciples of the Demon Sect on the ship thought something was wrong, a sword cultivator at the level of Fire Tribulation suddenly appeared and intercepted him in front of the monster.

His arm shook, and thousands of plum blossoms bloomed out of thin air, and then the fallen flowers were colorful, covering the two-headed monsters.

The seemingly beautiful petals are actually transformed by highly concentrated sword energy. After they fall on the other party's skin, they immediately split and then drill directly into it to continue to destroy the other party's body.

Although the two-headed monster was powerful, it consumed too much when breaking through the defense of the warship, and it was no longer ten of its strength. In addition, it was attacked by sneak attacks, so it was caught off guard on the spot. Before he could react, hundreds of bloody holes were poked out by the sword energy. The dark magic blood was sprayed out from these holes like a fountain. The scene was extremely miserable!

But when the monks Dong Kunlun next to him saw this, they all cheered: "What a three-plum blossom sword, the sword intent of the senior brother is so sharp!"

"You can kill the eighth-level monster with just taking action. Senior brother is really good at it!"

"This is the real monk, but he is much better than those guys who only know how to hide in the warship!"

These guys never look down on the Mo Sect, which relies on external objects, even at this time, they would not forget to sarcastically. They completely forgot that it was the Mo Sect that was saving them, not helping the Mo Sect!

However, just when the guy was proudly accused by many Kunlun disciples, the two-headed monster, who seemed to have ended up in the end, suddenly roared and rushed towards the other party tenaciously regardless of the blood sprayed all over his body.

But the sword cultivator was calm and sneered: "It's just a fight of trapped beasts! Die for me!"

As he said that, his arm waved again, and a powerful sword energy directly penetrated a monster's head and exploded into a rotten watermelon.

But unfortunately, this guy is a two-headed monster. He still did not die after a broken head. Instead, he aroused his desperate desire. He directly activated the magic of disintegration of the demon, and at the cost of burning the soul, he exchanged for powerful power. He instilled all into his natal magic weapon, a huge mace, and then smashed the mace at the sword cultivator.

Because the incident happened too suddenly and the distance was close, the monk himself was a little careless, which led to his reaction being slower and he barely dodged for a while, but was still hit hard in his chest.

After all, this guy is a master of the sect and has some wealth. He has a protective Taoist robe and a few jade pendants that can be used to form protection. At this time, he activated instantly, forming several powerful protective force fields.

But unfortunately, all of them were shattered by this terrible mace. After all, it was someone who sacrificed his life, so how could it be a joke?

So the poor guy was beaten to his sternum collapse and his lungs and heart were broken. Fortunately, the several protections played a role and absorbed a lot of damage, so he was not broken on the spot.

But even so, the injury was too serious. The weapon contained endless demonic energy. After hitting him, it invaded his body. His internal organs were infected and corroded by demonic energy, completely losing the effect he deserved, and it was constantly eroding his soul.

In this case, this sword cultivator was almost dead. Even if he had a ninth-level spiritual pill, he could not be cured.

<>The other monks were shocked when they saw this. Several figures came over to hug them and shouted sadly: "Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"My junior brothers, don't be sad. I'm going now. You still have to fight~" The sword cultivator was so easy to see. He laughed and said, "Kill a few more demons for me. My golden elixir is going to the sword tomb to continue to protect the sect!"

As he said that, he wanted to relieve himself, so as not to suffer here.

But at this moment, a ball of colorful flame suddenly appeared and hit him hard. The next moment, he burst into flames and turned into a human-shaped torch!

"Ah?" Several sword cultivators from Dong Kunlun were shocked and then said angrily: "Damn, who is it?"

Then their eyes looked in the direction where the flames came, and then they locked onto a clone of Fang Lie, which was obviously the flame he fired!

As soon as these people saw Fang Lie, they immediately all the new and old hatreds surged up. They then roared angrily: "Damn Fang Lie, my senior brother died to save your people. Not only are you not grateful, but you also want to destroy his body and vent your anger? I'll fight with you!"

As he said that, a few people controlled their natal flying sword and shot out the strongest sword intent to bombard them.

But the clone of Fang Lie did not fight back, just sneered, "Idiot!" and then went away instantly, leaving only a figure for them.

"Bastard! Don't run away!" Those people were reluctant to give in and immediately wanted to chase after him.

But at this moment, a voice sounded, "My junior brothers, don't be reckless, I'm fine!"

When everyone heard this voice, they were stunned and turned their faces and looked at it quickly. They found that the dying senior brother was standing aside safely.

"What's going on?"

"Senior brother, are you not injured?"

"Is it appropriate to play with us? At this time? " several people asked angrily.

"Who is playing with you?" The sword cultivator smiled bitterly and said, "I was really dying just now, but I was rescued by Fang Lie's flames. It is said that he has an extremely perverted healing magic technique that can live dead people and bones. I didn't believe it at all, but now it seems that it is real!"

"What?" Several people were shocked and said: "It was Fang Lie who was saving you just now?"

Then, they looked at Fang Lie's clone around them, and soon they found that Fang Lie's clone had another one hundred more.

The original 100-centric body was still fighting outside, trying to prevent the high-level monsters from approaching.

The newly emerged 100 clones did not participate in the war, but instead carried out rescue in all directions of the front line. No matter how serious the injured monks were, as long as they hit a colorful fire ball, they would be cured instantly.

Many of them were in that dying state, almost all of which could cause the half-immortal's desperate injuries, but they quickly recovered as before under Fang Lie's magical flames.

Since the joining of these hundred healing clones, the death rate of the two disciples of Kunlun sects has begun to plummet. Unless they are beaten to the point of being destroyed by both body and spirit, they can be cured as long as they have a breath.

Under such circumstances, the monks of the Kunlun sects couldn't help but start to feel grateful to each other.

Although there are many conflicts between his own sect and Fang Lie, it is too far away from them. Compared to Fang Lie's life-saving grace, the others are obviously the last quarter.

Especially with the large number of people Fang Lie rescued, he saved the lives of at least hundreds of monks in just a while. If it took a long time, God knows how many people he could save?

Such kind behavior of repaying grievances with kindness naturally made many monks sincerely admire and thank them.

Fang Lie was actually unwilling to do this, but he had no choice but to tell him that this demon disaster was really terrible than ever before. On the first day, millions of eighth-level monsters and extremely powerful ten-level monsters appeared. So how many powerful monsters will appear in the entire years of the demon disaster?

Such a terrible demon disaster may lead to failure if it is improperly dealt with. Once Kunlun fails, the whole world will become a paradise for monsters, and then Momen will definitely not be able to survive alone.

Therefore, in order to withstand this unprecedented terrible demon disaster, even if Fang Lie hated Kunlun, he had to reach out to rescue him. Because the more masters he has now, the easier it will be during the demon disaster.

As for the others, Fang Lie could only let go temporarily, and focus on surviving this magic disaster first.

And just when the battle ahead was in full swing, Fang Lie's terrible healing technique also fell into the eyes of the half-immortal behind him.

They were all shocked by the powerful healing effect of this technique. A master monk recognized the origin of the flame. "The colorful flame has extremely low lethality, but it can live dead people and flesh and bones. Could this be the legendary phoenix Nirvana fire?"

"Damn it, it must be Nirvana Fire!"

"I understand that Fang Lie's so-called immortal body is actually the phoenix's natal magical power, and he is reborn in Nirvana!"

"Yes, it must be this kind of magical power. Only it can guarantee that Fang Lie can't kill it! Damn, how could this level of divine fire be obtained by a mere Qihai monk? Isn't that right? Even if we are, we are afraid we are not qualified to subdue such a powerful flame?"
Chapter completed!