Chapter 80: This Is a Torture, the Means Are Extremely Cruel [Sixth Update]

However...

The vitality of the Seventh Rank foreign races was extremely tenacious.

Even with the twelve head disciples sitting in the array, they were still resisting stubbornly.

There was no intention of being executed at all.

Above the sky.

Li Mingyi was watching this great battle with a solemn expression.

This array...

Was naturally taught by him to the twelve head disciples.

To let them deal with the foreign races.

This time, it was not easy to grasp the opportunity of two foreign races being isolated.

So under his guidance, this world-shaking Demon-Slaying Battle erupted.

"The strength of the two Seventh Rank ones is too strong; even with the array, it's impossible to kill them all..."

For a long time.

Li Mingyi sighed.

Although he was unwilling, the other foreign races had already sensed the aura of their companions and were rushing over rapidly.

If he dragged it out any longer, the twelve head disciples might be wiped out here.

"Concentrate the attack, kill one foreign creature first!"

Li Mingyi took a deep breath and transmitted his voice to the twelve head disciples.

This was the best way to resolve the situation at the moment.

After the twelve head disciples received the instructions, they immediately changed their tactics.

Besieging one foreign creature.

Finally...

After paying a tragic price, they finally killed one foreign creature.

And the other foreign creature in the array was also severely injured.

"The Eighth Rank foreign creature is almost here, retreat."

Li Mingyi looked at the terrifying aura rapidly approaching in the distance and said in a deep voice.

The severely injured twelve head disciples erupted with their final strength.

And began to flee in all directions.

Hiding between heaven and earth.

"After this battle, it will take a long time to recuperate again."

Examination Room No. 12.

Li Mingyi slowly opened his eyes.

And couldn't help but let out a sigh: "The assessment this time is really too difficult..."

Just the Seventh Rank foreign races required the entire Immortal Martial World to go all out.

Let alone that Eighth Rank one.

Elf World.

In a huge sinkhole.

All around grew towering Elf Ancient Trees, blocking out the sky and the sun.

And Zhao Qiao...

Was guiding the elves to besiege a Seventh Rank foreign creature in the sinkhole.

"Quick, fire the elf arrows, grind it to death!"

"Continue!"

"Don't stop!"

Looking at this Seventh Rank foreign creature trapped, Zhao Qiao's expression was very excited.

He finally...

Caught an opportunity to lure a foreign creature into a trap.

In this sinkhole, tens of thousands of elves holding bows and arrows were ambushed all around.

It was just that...

The combat power of these elves was extremely low, generally Fourth and Fifth Rank.

After trapping this Seventh Rank foreign creature, he commanded the elves to release elf arrows.

Constantly attacking the Seventh Rank foreign creature.

Intending to win by quantity, constantly grinding it to death.

"It's broken skin, it's broken skin, continue the attack!"

And I don't know how long it had been.

Zhao Qiao's expression was extremely excited.

Ordering all the elves to continue accelerating the attack.

Although the attack power of these elves was not enough, they were at least Fourth and Fifth Rank.

If they persisted...

There was still a chance to grind this foreign creature to death.

And the Elf World he evolved had a diameter range of 110,000 kilometers.

Very vast.

And this foreign creature was the one furthest from the other foreign races.