A feeling of despair gradually enveloped everyone's hearts. One of the young men seemed to be unable to bear such pressure. He suddenly shouted wildly: "Boss, after you go back, help me take care of Xiao Feng." After that, he was about to turn around and go back, and he actually wanted to stop the pursuers behind him with his own strength.

"Are you crazy? You are dying." The cultivator led by the leader suddenly grabbed the young man. Of course, this is dying. With the strength of the young man, he might be killed by the other party after just one meeting, and he would not have any effect of hindering the other party's progress.

The young man raised his head, his eyes were full of despair, and his words were weak and weak: "Head, of course I know this is a death sentence, but you said, when we reach our level, what else can we do?"

The headed cultivator said tremblingly: "Or there is really no way, but you still have a daughter, a daughter who is less than a month old. If you go back, even if you want to stop it, it will not be your turn."

A trace of tragedy flashed in the leader's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "You go, with my strength, you can hold them back for half an hour, and at least you can run dozens of miles more."

"As for the future, I believe that the camp will not give up on us."

"There will definitely be a rescuer from the higher authorities."

"Whether it is our Qingyang Immortal Sect or the powerful people from the Langya Sword Sect and the Tianming Immortal Sect, in short, as long as one comes, you will have hope of escaping back."

Before he finished speaking, a strange cultivator wearing a silver mask appeared among the crowd. Everyone was shocked and all the magic tricks had been prepared in their hands almost smashed towards the cultivator in the green robe. If they hadn't seen a token taken out of the cultivator in the green robe.

"Owner." The leader hurriedly stopped everyone's actions, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

"Is this fellow Taoist Yan Ming?"

"Yes, I'm Yan Ming."

"Huh, fortunately, it seems that it hasn't come too late." But when he said this, the tone of the cultivator in the green robe seemed a little hesitant.

"Fellow Daoist Yan Ming, are all seventeen immortal cultivators in your team here?" No wonder he hesitated. At this time, the number of people in this immortal cultivator team was only seven, and three of them were seriously injured.

"Yes, the opponent's interception was too fierce. If it weren't for the sacrifice of those companions, even those who were waiting for me would not have come here." A trace of gloomy flashed across the leader's Yan Ming's face.

Seeing this, the silver-faced immortal cultivator also had a hint of comfort in his words: "No matter what, it is safe to come here. Fellow Daoist Yan Ming, please take everyone back to the camp to rest first."

"Leave the rest to me."

"For this reason, thank you fellow Taoist." Yan Ming's eyes flashed with respect, and without any extra politeness, he took everyone away.

"Chief, who is this senior? I can't see through the level of cultivation that I have reached." It was not until I walked dozens of miles away that the young man came to his senses and asked the leader tentatively.

"And the pursuers behind are so powerful, should we stay and help that senior?"

"If I was not wrong, the one who appeared this time should be the Yinxian Senior from our Qingyang Immortal Sect. It's so lucky to meet Yinxian Senior this time. If it's really the Yinxian Senior, then we will definitely not have to wait to return to help."

"With the strength of senior Silver, the enemies on the opposite side are simply vulnerable to the attack when they meet him."

"What? This is the senior Silver Face? The one who looks at the hostile cultivators on the opposite side is known as the God of Death?"

"Yes, it's this senior, but in my opinion, he is a real silver-faced lucky god."

"With one man's strength, he forcibly expanded the safe range of 300 miles near the camp. I don't know how many times he saved the lives of many immortal cultivators in just a few months."

"This time I was able to meet this senior in Yin. It seems that the senior's range of activities has been expanded again. I am very lucky. It seems that it is your daughter Xiaofeng. I may be protecting us in the dark."

"Haha, not bad. It seems that Xiaofeng really misses his father."

"Chief, Dahong, why do you laugh at me? Do you not miss you anymore, your children?" Everyone finally escaped from death, and they were in a very good mood for a while. They joked with each other, and then they felt how precious life was.

At this time, nearly a hundred miles behind them, the silver-faced young man had just met pursuers, dozens of fiercely-looking hostile immortal cultivators.

However, when the dozens of hostile cultivators saw the silver-faced young man, they exclaimed at the same time: "No, it's the silver-faced god of death, go quickly." They actually didn't dare to fight and wanted to escape directly.

The young man with silver face chuckled, and without any action, he had already stopped the hostile cultivators and said Lei Ran: "Everyone, since you have come here, do you still want to leave? Why don't you let me give you a trip?"

...

After a moment, the dozens of hostile cultivators were already cleaned up, and the silver-faced young man had the time to stop and began to collect spoils.

"Well, it's a pity that I didn't meet the senior leaders of the Blood Clothing Sect this time. They are all ordinary middle and high-level disciples of the War Demon Hall and the Immortal Sect."

There is no doubt that if you say this, naturally, Li Xian, who had applied to the senior management only a few months ago to transfer to the front line.

However, at this time, he had already put on a mask and became the silver-faced death god in the eyes of the hostile cultivators in this film.

"Okay, this rescue mission has been completed. Well, I have earned a lot of merit points. Let's take a look at it. There is also a message delivery mission."

"I hope the next task will be better and meet the people in the Blood Clothing Sect." Li Xian took out a small talisman jade piece, pressed it a few times with a skillful hand, and a piece of immortal text flashed on it. After confirming the specific details of the next task, he left.

During this period, Li Xian has gained a lot of fame through this jungle. At least the hostile cultivators on the opposite side saw him, not only were they scared of fear, but they were a little weak when they saw him, but there were still some.

After carrying out tasks for several months, Li Xian became familiar with the situation on the front line. The only pity is that even on the front line, the immortal cultivators of the Blood Clothing Sect are very rare, let alone the senior leaders of the Blood Clothing Sect.

Therefore, after a period of time, I didn't even get a piece of Soul-Devouring Blood Crystal.

On the contrary, he completed a large number of various tasks in the sect and obtained many merit points.
Chapter completed!