Observing these situations, Zhang Ling's face became even more gloomy. He stared at the golden giant eagle that was constantly bombing the outside of the formation, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
With a thought, a green light flashed from his sleeve. He planned to quietly release the green cone, to see if he could use this treasure to launch a sneak attack on the giant eagle. If it succeeded, this trouble could be solved instantly.
However, doing so also carried the risk of exposure. Even if his identity wasn't revealed, it would still be very noticeable for a Core Formation中期 cultivator to take out two ancient treasures. But even so, he couldn't allow a gap to appear in the section of the city wall he was responsible for.
Actually, there was no need to worry too much about being exposed. Wars were breaking out on every section of the city wall, so it wouldn't attract too much attention.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ling no longer hesitated. He lightly flicked his sleeve, and a vine coiled out, then split into dozens of thick vines.
"Go!"
Zhang Ling whispered, and all of these vines wrapped around the golden giant eagle outside.
The golden giant eagle showed no sign of dodging. Its huge wings flapped, and countless golden lights flashed, turning into a large number of golden light blades. In an instant, it cut dozens of vines into pieces. The giant eagle raised its neck and let out a long cry, seeming quite excited.
Suddenly, a flash of green light appeared beside it, and two flying swords slashed over in a crisscross pattern.
The giant eagle only lightly flapped its wings a few times, and its huge body flashed to more than twenty zhang away, dodging the attack of the flying swords.
But at this moment, the severed vines seemed to come alive again, all regrowing and turning into a continuous network of thick vines. In the blink of an eye, they wove into a large vine net, unexpectedly covering the golden giant eagle.
The giant eagle hissed, and a layer of cyan wind appeared on its body. Countless wind blades cut the vines into pieces again in an instant.
But suddenly, a foot-long vine, like an arrow, straightened and shot out. A green light flashed from it, shooting straight at the giant eagle's head.
Although this beast was a Rank 7 desolate beast without much intelligence, its perception of danger was extremely sharp. It twisted its head, and the light grazed its neck, drawing a streak of blood.
Zhang Ling snorted when he saw this. This demonic bird had actually dodged the fatal blow, but the green cone would naturally not only attack once.
Immediately, the green cone turned into a ray of light and shuttled back and forth. After a few muffled sounds of "poof poof poof", many bloody holes appeared on the golden giant eagle's body.
Although it was very fast and still dodged several fatal sneak attacks, these attacks also caused it considerable damage, especially the constant bleeding from its wings, which reduced its flying speed a lot.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Ling controlled the jade scepter in his hand, transforming into a large cloud of mist, trapping the demonic bird layer by layer. The two flying swords also rushed into it and slashed quickly.
After a series of clanging sounds, this golden giant eagle with Rank 7 strength was finally beheaded by the huge sword light combined by the two flying swords, and was thus killed.
Zhang Ling waved his hand, controlling a cloud of mist to wrap the beast and directly put it into his storage bag. This was the first Rank 7 desolate beast killed in this beast tide, and it was also a demonic bird. The materials on this kind of high-level demonic bird were even more precious.
Zhang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, took out a few pills and swallowed them, and then attacked another high-level desolate beast.
Although he suppressed his cultivation and only showed the strength of the Core Formation中期 stage, his spiritual power was also consumed by more than half after several hours of continuous combat, so he had to recover.
On another section of the city wall, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe was controlling two flying knives, relying on the city-protecting formation to fight two crimson birds.
This man was also a Core Formation cultivator, but only at the early stage. The two firebirds he was fighting were both Rank 5. But this man was not panicked at all. His two flying knives were also quite extraordinary, emitting a cold light. Under his attack, many bloodstains appeared on the bodies of the two high-level desolate beasts. He was able to gain the upper hand against two enemies, which showed that his strength was not small.
After a while, he killed the two firebirds and immediately collected the two high-level desolate beasts. The yellow-robed cultivator was also quite excited. With a flash, this man arrived on another section of the city wall hundreds of feet away, and the two sharp flying knives turned into cold light, attacking a Rank 6 white-haired minotaur.
With the sharpness of his natal magic weapon, he injured the minotaur all over in the blink of an eye.
The yellow-robed man activated a magic technique, and the cold light on the flying knives greatly increased, turning into two giant blades to kill the minotaur.
Suddenly, the minotaur's pair of blood-red eyes stared at him, and a muffled roar of a bull entered his ears. The yellow-robed man seemed to have suffered some kind of heavy blow, and retreated several zhang away, his face turning pale.
The minotaur's body turned blood-red, and its already huge body instantly swelled to more than one or two times its original size, turning into a bulging blood bull.
With a loud bang, the minotaur directly self-destructed. The power of a Rank 6 desolate beast's self-destruction was extremely great, and it was near the city-protecting formation.
The pressure of the self-destruction immediately hit the city-protecting formation. The city-protecting light curtain in the hundred-zhang range of this section of the city wall shook for a while, and cracks appeared on it, becoming extremely unstable.
Then, there was another crisp sound, and a foot-long black light pierced through the light curtain of the city-protecting formation, shooting straight at the yellow-robed cultivator who had not yet recovered.
This man coughed lightly and regained his senses, but it was too late to dodge this attack. He could only sacrifice a black iron square shield to block his body, wanting to resist with a defensive magic weapon.
But this terrifying black light flashed and penetrated the shield, and the yellow-robed cultivator was also knocked onto the ground of the city wall. There was a loud bang, and a huge pit of several zhang in size instantly dented in that section of the city wall, and twenty or thirty Qi Refining cultivators nearby were also smashed into a pile of minced meat.
The surrounding intact mortals and cultivators looked at this scene in shock.
A two-zhang-long black horn was stuck in the big pit on the ground. It looked like it was one of the horns on the minotaur's head just now.
The horn, like a scimitar, was straightly inserted between the yellow-robed cultivator's waist and abdomen, cutting him in half.
The yellow-robed cultivator's eyes were wide open and his face was ashen. Most of his body was directly smashed into a bloody mist. He had an expression of disbelief, but the aura on his body dissipated, and he tilted his head and died.
A high-level cultivator fell in the beast tide just like that. For a time, all the mortals and cultivators on this section of the city wall rioted.
What worried them even more was that the city-protecting light shield in front of them had become extremely unstable, especially in one place on the formation light curtain, where a zhang-sized black hole had been pierced through. That was where the horn had broken through.
Auras flickered around the black hole, and wisps of aura threads were repairing the gap, but the speed was extremely slow, and it looked like it would take at least a cup of tea to repair it.
The roars of beasts came from outside. A huge black snake jumped up from below the city wall. On closer inspection, it was a two-headed snake. This beast had a crimson head and a green head.
The green head suddenly slammed into the crack in the formation, seeming to want to squeeze in. But its head was too big, and the only zhang-sized crack prevented it from squeezing in.
The giant snake shook its body, and another crimson head probed over. It opened its mouth and spewed out a cloud of red mist, spreading in through the crack in the light curtain.
The nearby low-level cultivators and mortals all screamed as soon as they were hit by the red mist, and their bodies turned into blood. This was obviously some kind of strong poisonous mist.
In an instant, hundreds of mortals and cultivators nearby were killed or injured.
Without the protection of high-level cultivators and formations, low-level cultivators and mortals did not have much resistance in the face of high-level desolate beasts, and could do nothing but flee in panic.
