The consumption of all of them was too great. The current twenty-seven people were all injured, and the formation centered on the Bairou Ancient Ape Puppet had shrunk to a range of ten feet.

There are only ten people guarding each time, and their defense has been reduced to a few feet. This also makes the surrounding stone rain attacks more concentrated.

Fortunately, since they are very close to each other, it is much easier to help and take care of each other.

At this moment, all of their faces were already exhausted, and their steps seemed a little heavy.

Even among the dozen or so monks sitting cross-legged on the puppet to rest, their faces were pale or flushed.

But what is surprising is that when these people face the stone rain attack that they have been unable to break out, and it seems that there is no edge at all, there is no despair in their eyes.

Instead, each of them burst out with a beast-like luster, or their eyes remained firm!

After all, they are the elite disciples carefully selected by the two sects, and they are able to persist until now. Each of them is a person with a particularly tough mind, and they are still making breakthroughs forward.

People like them don't want to believe that there is anything they can't do until they die in the end. Once they make a decision, they won't give up easily.

Only a few of them complained about the decision of the leading monks from the two sects to break into this area of ​​​​rocks and rain.

Most of them think it's right, because the information they got from searching for souls is that this is an unknown and extremely dangerous place.

If only a few of them were here, even if they were the most elite disciples in the sect, they would probably be hiding among them already!

So no matter which direction you choose, the results are actually unknown. Maybe after changing to other directions, there will be even more unpredictable results...

And these are one of the reasons why these people can stand out among the sect disciples who are as numerous as locusts.

Zhao Min and Gong Chenying have been working hand in hand next to each other. In the past few days, the two of them have continuously used their physical strength to directly destroy the huge rocks that threaten the formation.

Before half a cup of tea, Zikun had been replaced and was sitting cross-legged on the ancient ape puppet to rest.

Their three powerful bodies are already recognized as the strongest among these monks. They often defend for about three times as long as others.

Coupled with Bai Rou in the center, when the dense stone rain is too large, she will sacrifice a circle of puppets and blast around, reducing the huge burden on those in the center.

Today, these four people have a huge and powerful voice among the monks of the two sects.

It's just that Bai Rou's attack can't last too long. In this period of time alone, nearly half of the spiritual stones on their bodies have been consumed at an alarming rate.

It is impossible for them not to consider the journey ahead. Nowadays, few people here can speak anymore, and they are moving forward in defense every moment.

"The intensity of the stone rain during the journey is now decreasing, which may indicate that our trip is approaching the edge of this gravel zone!"

While marching, a monk from the Destruction Sect was defending himself while looking around carefully. After hesitation, he expressed his judgment.

This was good news, but he couldn't really judge it himself.
Chapter completed!