"Damn..."
Upon seeing this, Ye Minghuang murmured to himself, and when he turned, he found that Zhou Ji, who was at the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm, had been cornered by another monster.
The spiritual power shield on his body flickered under the blows, and the hastily cast Techniques failed to harm the opponent.
Immediately, Ye Minghuang swung horizontally, knocking back the two monsters that rushed up, and dashed to Zhou Ji's side to rescue him.
"Are you okay, senior brother?"
The two supported each other and retreated continuously.
Until they retreated to the front of the damaged statue, they suddenly found that the three terrifying monsters actually stopped.
Zhou Ji stuffed a handful of elixir into his mouth, then turned back to look at the damaged statue.
"They fear these statues..."
Hearing this, Ye Minghuang frowned lightly, then raised the long halberd in his hand and unleashed a trail of golden light.
Boom!
