After nightfall, a quiet and depressing atmosphere enveloped the Xuanyin Mountains. Camps were built at the fastest speed. The bonfires rising everywhere illuminated the center of the mountain as daytime.

There are crowds everywhere. I believe that even if the tide of monsters and the death-eating beasts attack together, the cultivators can resist the camp.

Qin Fei and others sat quietly in the camp, with everyone placing magical and spiritual weapons beside them. Although there are many people here, they are now oppressed by the silent night and cannot speak. This is the first time that many people have experienced the dark night of the wilderness outside the gathering point, and they are inevitably nervous.

"Everyone is vigilant. As long as we rush to help properly, even if there are monsters, they can easily solve it."

As the leader of the combat regiment, Yun Huoer naturally has to bear the burden of the backbone. As for the role of energetic atmosphere, it was handed over to fat man Pang Feng to take on it.

But even Pang Feng was not in such a relaxed mood at this time. It was no better than Xuanyin City and the gathering point of the sea of ​​clouds. There was no tall city wall and defensive spiritual array. If you were not careful, you might be broken through the tent by the monster and become the food in the mouth of the monster.

Qin Fei and the other two sat down together. Although Qin Ling'er's eyes were not as solemn as before, they were no longer as relaxed as before. This dull atmosphere in the night was a psychological oppression to people, especially for little girls like Qin Ling'er, sometimes it does not concern their spiritual power cultivation.

"Sister Chu Qing, if a monster appears later, please try your best to take action if you can. Yun Huoer thanks here."

Just as Qin Fei was recuperating with his legs crossed, Yun Huoer suddenly turned his face and looked at Yin Chuqing beside him, begging with earnest eyes.

"Okay, no problem, I will do my best."

Yin Chuqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile, she understood Yun Huoer's request very much. After so long together, no matter from which perspective, Yun Huoer is a very responsible combat regiment leader.

"Thank you."

Yun Huoer nodded gratefully. In this camp, Yin Chuqing's strength can be called the top. She does not ask Yin Chuqing to sacrifice her life to protect the Iron Blood Fighting Group. As long as she takes action, it will be enough.

After saying thank you, she immediately turned around and ignored Qin Fei completely. Qin Fei could only be speechless about this. Her strength was too deep, even if she didn't know him.

It is hard for his own Jindan True Lord to detect, and it is no wonder that Yun Huoer is.

Qin Fei shook his head slightly, leaned against a dead tree stump, looking at the night boredly, thinking about the big vortex of the star field.

Buzz.

Just as he was thinking about how to find the center of the vortex and teleport the earth to the Great Wilderness, suddenly, the earth seemed to tremble faintly. Although this trembling was very small, the people here, who were not a little capable innate monk, had their faces solemn. They slowly looked up and looked at the mountains in the distance, where countless scarlet spots seemed to emerge.

"Warcraft Tide?"

Everyone felt a violent aura that suddenly spread in the mountains, and their eyes became horrified.

Rumble.

The vibration on the ground was getting more and more violent, and red light spots lit up around the huge mountain plain. These light spots were obviously not fellow immortal cultivators who came to ask about their well-being.

Seeing this, Yun Huoer and others quickly got up and looked around, their eyes gradually filled with fear. The spiritual weapon was already in their hands and could take action at any time.

Qin Fei stood up and looked at the scarlet spots around him. His eyes froze. He had already noticed it, but it was not clear. Besides, even if he made it clear, with his current identity, few people would believe it.

The Xuanyin Mountains are not as simple as Yun Huoer and others imagined. The monsters all over the mountains are enough for them to drink a pot. It seems that the cultivators here today will probably shrink by one-half again.

"It's the tide of monsters!"

Under everyone's nervous eyes, the dense scarlet red that could not even be seen at the end finally appeared within the range of lighting. Looking at the monsters coming from the darkness like a tide, many people's hearts sank on the spot.

"Didn't it mean that there is no tide of monsters at the Xuanyin Ancient Cang at night? What's going on?"

Someone was incredible and shouted with a hint of despair in his voice.

If you just occasionally break into a few monsters in the camp, there is no threat at all and you can kill them at will. However, such a terrifying wave of monsters can easily tear apart the defense line of the camp. It seems that you are going to fight with the cultivators in close combat.

"Don't panic, all forces are deploying

Setting up the defense line, these monster tides will only make our ancient marks darker in color, and there is nothing to be afraid of."

At this moment, I don’t know who shouted loudly, as if to boost morale to everyone.

This is indeed effective. Countless people make up their minds. Anyway, it is nothing more than death. If they can survive, the ancient mark in their hands will be afraid of having the chance to break through the silver color, which is a huge opportunity.

In an instant, countless magical powers burst into light in the camp, as if they were setting off a fireworks conference with screams, beast roars, and sound explosions one after another.

"boom!"

Faced with the huge tide of monsters, those unlucky camps were swallowed by monsters almost instantly, and the occasionally bursting of spiritual power would disappear invisible after a miserable scream. Many people were frightened by that scene. Faced with the endless tide of monsters, even the immortal cultivators in the elixir stage felt chilling.

Fortunately, although the scale of the Warcraft Tide is large, these immortal cultivators from Xuanyin City are not vegetarians. They are all innate geniuses from somewhere and have rich combat experience. Although they were a little embarrassed at the beginning, gradually, spell barriers were used to form a huge light curtain that collided with the Warcraft Tide.

Dong!

At the moment of the collision, countless monks took a pale face and stepped back dozens of steps, but countless monsters were shocked on the spot, turning into the energy of ancient marks and drilling into the wrists of each monk.

"Kill!"

With the inspiration of the ancient mark, there were even more angry shouts in the camp, and the sharp spell wind blades, flints, and lightnings covered the sky and the earth towards the numerous monsters.

This is a real desperate battle, with high walls without gathering points. If you want to survive the tide of monsters, you must do your best to survive.

"The fat man guards the west side of the camp, Xiao Jin and I guard the north side, Chu Qing and I must not let the monsters break through the camp!"

Yun Huoer calmly commanded. They were lucky and did not suffer the first wave of monsters. After a panic, they finally recovered their combat effectiveness.

Qin Fei stood in the east, standing with his hands behind his back, as if everything had nothing to do with him, but his eyes were looking in the direction of the Tiandao Sect from time to time.
Chapter completed!