Xiang Mi and Zhuo Qinghan stood in front of everyone, and they cooperated together without any danger. However, Xiang Mi had very little spiritual power left, and the effect of the flower fragrance technique was much smaller.

Tianlang discovered it immediately and entered the range of red spiritual power. He was just in a daze for a moment, snorted coldly, and chopped at her without mercy.

Xiang Mi's magic sword blocked it, but was picked up by the opponent's powerful force. Silver Moon Ring flew towards her. She wanted to retreat, but behind her were other disciples.

At the critical moment, Zhuo Qinghan stood in front of her, and all the spiritual power in the Golden Pill stage was injected into the sword. He directly used the strongest sword move of the Xuanguang Sect, and the Ten Thousand Swords returned to the sect.

The sword shadows were heavy, like thousands of swords firing at the same time, facing the Silver Moon Ring. The clanging voice recalled, and sparks flashed. Before the last sword shadow disappeared, the Silver Moon Ring was finally blocked.

Zhuo Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief. This was the first time he had successfully used this move to return to the sect.

Xiang Mi bit her lip and looked at the back in front of her. This man is younger than her, has a lower cultivation level than her, and has a little thin body, but he has the courage to block the attack of a master in the distraction stage for her.

Zhuo Qinghan saved her and hurriedly went to help other disciples protect the formation. At this time, they were almost out of the dense forest.

As long as they leave the dense forest, they are not far from Qishan, and they can ask for help.

At this moment, a sharp roar suddenly came from the other side of the dense forest.

Hearing the sound, the demon clan stopped attacking. Tianlang had a dark face and looked at the direction of the roar.

This is the retreat signal of the demon clan. If you encounter terrible danger, you will send out the signal and everyone will retreat immediately.

Tianlang stared at the embarrassing Xuanguang Sect and the people from the Agarwood Valley in front of him, and unwilling to give an order: "Go."

The group quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

Xiang Mi staggered a few steps away from her strength and was supported by several junior sisters.

Seeing that although everyone was injured, Zhuo Qinghan was relieved, and took the disciples of Xuanguang Sect to leave as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Xiang Mi hurriedly shouted: "Wait."

Zhuo Qinghan was puzzled: "What is Fairy Xiangmi who needs help?"

Xiang Mi bit her lip and looked at him: "What's your name?"

"I'm Zhuo Qinghan." He thought the other party wanted to thank him, so he waved his hand, "The immortal sects should help each other, Fairy Xiang Mi doesn't have to care."

Seeing that he was leaving again, Xiang Mi felt a little anxious: "Fellow Daoist Zhuo, I was injured. Several junior sisters have low cultivation. I wonder if the sect can send us back to the valley?"

Zhuo Qinghan was stunned and turned around to check her injuries, confirming that she had just suffered external injuries and that the internal injuries were not very serious, but she was a little exhausted. He handed her a bottle of pill: "Fairy Xiang Mi, take this pill, your internal injuries will be fine in two hours. When encountering the demon clan, I need to go back as soon as possible to tell the master, it is not convenient to send it to you. The demon clan has retreated, and I don't think there will be any danger. You can go back as soon as possible."

After saying that, he left with the other disciples without even being able to do so.

Xiang Mi looked at his back and understood for the first time what it means to be confused about the charm.

The Zongyue Sect has lost half of the number of people collected, and the remaining people are being defeated by the demon clan members.

When there were only four people left, the Zongyue Sect was already desperate, and a Buddha's voice suddenly sounded next to it: "Amitabha."

When the demon clan saw that the person came was just a monk, he was not afraid at all, and he laughed loudly. While continuing to attack Zongyue Sect, several people attacked him.

The monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha." The cassock stirred, and the Buddha's light seemed to illuminate on his body.

The demon clan's weapons only felt that they had cut off the cotton and could not make any progress.

Seeing this, Zong Yuemen was overjoyed and quickly used all his strength to repel the demon clan members and hid behind the monk.

The demon clan was about to attack, but he also heard a scream, his face changed drastically, and he left quickly.

The few people who were still alive in Zongyuemen fell to the ground exhausted and said gratefully: "Thank you for your help from Master. Today's kindness will be repaid every day."

"Amitabha." The master turned and left.
Chapter completed!