The body of Chi Shuo's more than meter long appears and appears in the tide of the waves, and sometimes dives deeply below the waves. When it appears on the tide again, there are various monsters densely staggering behind it, and the huge waves under it will rise again.

Low-level monsters naturally do not know how to cooperate, and will only instinctively inspire demonic energy. However, as high-level monsters, they can naturally drive these mixed fish. Low-level monsters fear them and will flee in a hurry. The demonic energy activates huge waves, causing the waves to surge. However, if it is not controlled, the tide may fall and break, so it will be faster than these mixed fish and control their unified speed and momentum. This is naturally extremely relaxed in this regard, but even so, it has to rely on the help of other fourth-level monsters to finally form the tide of demons of more than 20 feet high.

The roaring waves, with the huge power that shakes the world, headed straight to Qilin Cliff. Zhou Hao, who had no time to deal with the blood, was immersed in the comprehending swordsmanship, was awakened by this general trend of heaven and earth.

"What is this?" Although standing on the Qilin Cliff, the tide that was nearly thirty feet high and below seemed a little low, it was enough to make people tremble, like a stretch of high wall, overwhelming.

Zhou Hao, who was facing him, even had an illusion that the rocks stood beneath his feet, and the seemingly indestructible Qilin Cliff could withstand such an impact without collapse.

The tide of such a significant scale naturally alarmed countless monks, and some monks could not dodge and were chased by the demon tide so much that they were crying without tears. Who would have thought that the first demon tide in the past would deviate from its original direction, while the direction of the Kirin Cliff, which rarely appeared in the demon tide, was swallowed by the surging demon tide.

The inherent thinking that has been formed over a long time is nine times in spring. Even when it is the largest, it will last for more than a hundred miles at most, just a few. Therefore, even if the demon tide skyrockets skyrocket, there are bold and careful monks who have joined forces to bypass the demon tide forwards, hunt monsters on the side, or deliberately hunt high-level monsters among them.

However, due to the emergence of the mysterious demon clan, the demon tide driven by the Red Suo carried some idle fish, forming an unprecedented demon tide and heading straight to the Qilin Cliff, which caused a monk who detoured the sea because the demon tide was about to be affected.

There was no chance to escape. The surging demon tide had already run wildly at a speed that exceeded the peak of foundation building because it had accumulated momentum for more than a thousand miles of seas. Therefore, the monk he encountered was very unlucky and was chased into a dead dog.

"Everyone, there is the Qilin Cliff in front. After going up the Qilin Cliff, the demon tide will be helpless." The monk running in the front had already seen the towering Qilin Cliff, but the distance was close at this moment, for fear that because of the hopelessness, a monk beside him would lose confidence and be swallowed by the demon tide.

The demon tide that dozens of miles of miles was devouring the monks who were left alone from time to time, crying helplessly, and was submerged without a trace when they touched the tide wall, which made the monks who were running in a hurry feel cold in their hearts. It is not that the monks were quick to see the opportunity and had strong eyesight. As soon as they discovered the tide, they turned around and ran away, but they did not dare to stay at all when they heard the shouts behind them.

Zhou Hao stood on the top of the Qilin Cliff, and saw dozens of embarrassed figures in a blink of an eye. At this time, the huge demon tide was less than ten miles away from the Qilin Cliff. The monks who were scattered and fleeing could not rescue them at all. With such a short distance, for the foundation-building monks, they could only cross them in just ten breaths, so Zhou Hao could only stop and rescue them.

Because of the special nature of Qilin Cliff, all the monks fell into a devil's obstacle at this moment and couldn't help but turn around.

In the direction, try to avoid the demon tide behind you by leaping over the Qilin Cliff.

But while Zhou Hao was thinking, the demon tide arrived instantly, and the roaring demon tide chased the tiny struggling monks.

Boom... The earth was shaking, and Zhou Hao had an illusion that the cliff was like a candle in the wind, and it was almost instantly destroyed and collapsed.

The tide of more than 30 feet hit the cliff, and the instant sound of bursting made the four fields in chaos. Among the splashing waves, bright red blood flowers bloomed instantly.

Countless desperate roars were annihilated in the waves, and there were more miserable roars and crazy roars than in the waves. Although Zhou Hao was shocked, he still could see clearly in his eyes that the blood flowers were several monks. Because they were a little slower, they were torn into pieces by the violent waves. However, more bright reds were some of the low-level monsters, which were directly slapped on the cliff by the waves, becoming a sacrifice ceremony in the demon tide.

Before she could feel sad, the top of the Qilin cliff dozens of feet in radius rushed out of the splashing waves. Without the pursuit of thousands of monsters and Qi Tianhai Tide behind her, dozens of monks were as if they were sucked, and they collapsed on the ground, without any image.

Some crawled on the ground and cried loudly, some sat on the ground and were stunned, and some looked back at the tide that was just a short distance away, laughing wildly.

Among these monks, the highest level of cultivation is the peak of foundation building, and the rest are basically the late-stage cultivators in the middle and late stages of foundation building. There are only three or five, who are early-stage cultivators in the early stage of foundation building. Zhou Hao did not recognize them, so he ignored them or cared about them at all.

But things always make people unexpected. It seems that Zhou Hao's existence has been discovered. A group of three or five monks regained their manners after a breath. One of the men shouted loudly at Zhou Hao: "Hey, you monk, we are desperately calling for help. Are you blind? Why don't you come to save someone?"

Zhou Hao looked stunned and looked around. He was separated from him, and there were only a few foundation-building monks who were still celebrating the death to survive. The monk seemed very annoyed and cursed: "Little boy, what are you looking at? He was wearing a bloody clothes and was like a beggar. He was talking about you, but he didn't come over and kowtow to the uncle?"

The faces around him were extremely ugly. Why was this person so rampant? Besides, he didn't know them before. Besides, there were such a violent tide and so many monks. Which one did you ask me to save? It's a real joke.

At this time, the other monks had already stood up one after another, and even the early stages of foundation building cultivators had already stood up. The man was extremely upset when he saw Zhou Hao still ignored him. The monks beside him seemed to have become accustomed to it, and followed the man to head straight for Zhou Hao.

Under the cliff of Qilin Cliff, just a wave of sea tides hit, it turned into a sea of ​​blood. Not to mention the monks who were beaten to death by the sea tide, even those miscellaneous fish monsters died, and countless monsters were dizzy by the waves. However, no matter which monsters that followed, blood food, will always be the favorite of monsters, let alone the ready-made feast, abundant spiritual power, flesh and blood, at your fingertips, how can you not be crazy?

A chaos happened instantly under the cliff. Zhou Hao looked at the monks who were looking for trouble coldly, "Hmph! Something that doesn't know how to live or die, get out as soon as possible."

This monk himself has a low cultivation level, the lowest among the few, but he is also in the middle stage of foundation building. He looks less than thirty years old. Although the few people behind him are better than him

He has a high level of cultivation, but he is obviously used to being led by this person.

"Boy, beg for a fight." Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly activated. The cold spirit sword in his palm pierced Zhou Hao's heart, obviously trying to kill him.

Zhou Hao was motionless, as if he had been frightened by the other party, but the sword body in his eyes stabbed at an extremely slow speed.

"Ah! Be careful." Finally, a monk couldn't help but remind him. Zhou Hao raised his eyebrows slightly. Although it seemed to be unintentional, Zhou Hao also noticed that he was a woman in the early stage of foundation building. Her robe was dressed in the clothes of a new disciple. She looked extremely haggard, but her eyebrows and eyes were elegant and luxurious, with extraordinary demeanor. The flustered look in her eyes had not yet calmed down. It was obvious that her life had escaped before and made her feel scared.

A trace of ferociousness appeared on the corner of the man who attacked Zhou Hao. In the sea tide, killing a monk may not be investigated by the sect's law enforcement. Even if he is investigated, after the sea tide, it is unknown how many monks on the top of the Qilin Cliff can survive. Who would care about such a small matter?

The reason for his attack was not simply to kill people. He and Zhou Hao had no grudges, and they didn't know each other. However, in order to control the whole audience in the future, waiting for the sect to rescue, establish a guardian and protect the achievements of their fellow sects, and they must kill and establish authority.

Qilin Cliff is a top-grade cave, and there has always been no one or any owner. Although the demon tide behind him is terrifying, with a retreat and a hundred-foot cliff, it only takes a few hours to hold on to the sect to rescue him, and it only takes half an hour to hunt monsters and earn meritorious materials. The monks who come to hunt down monsters and earn meritorious materials are enough to escape the danger.

This was also the idea that several people made during the escape route. Zhou Hao naturally did not understand what the other party wanted, but he was killed for no reason, so he could not be slaughtered. The spirit sword used by the other party was just a superficial sword technique and had no advanced tricks at all. Although it was just a bloody battle and a foundation-sharpened sword scripture, Zhou Hao was already considered a master of sword use at this moment.

The screams and reminders on the side did not seem to have made the other party awake. The man's spiritual sword in his hand was murderous intent and went straight to his heart without any mercy, "Junior, die."

A blood light suddenly spurted out, huh! Why didn't it feel like it was stabbed by someone? The man turned his head and looked at Zhou Hao, who should have been stabbed under the sword by himself, and waved his hand to try another sword.

"Ah!" The piercing pain made the man who had already shown a smile of victory open his mouth and roar, and the pain in his right arm seemed to be missing something.

In a blink of an eye, my eyes were full of blood. The right arm that was originally waving the spiritual weapon was empty, and there was only severe pain that tortured myself.

"Ah! My hands, my arms..."

""Junior brother, young master...""

The monk behind him rushed forward, shouting and helping him stop bleeding and stabilize his injuries, protect him with a blade to prevent him from being slaughtered again.
Chapter completed!