A junk collection station floats in my mind

"Ye Lao, if things go on like this, I'm afraid these people won't be able to last long..." A strong young man next to him bowed his knees.

The old man glanced at him, "Why, do you want to go down and replace them?"

The strong young man shivered, "No, no, no, I'm just worried that the construction progress of the altar will be delayed..."

"Humph!"

The old man looked around, "If it weren't for the fact that you are ninth-order direct disciples, hehe, I would have treated you equally..."

Several people buried their heads, not daring to make a sound.

At this time, a woman stepped forward, Ye Ji, the direct disciple of Ye Demon Realm.

Dressed in black, wrapped in a delicate and delicate body, it makes people think about it.

"Master, Feng Chuqi and Long Guang have taken away many people. With these monks, it may be difficult to build a magic altar..."

Although there is only a clone of Patriarch Ye Mo in front of her, Ye Ji is still cautious, "It's better to go to the wilderness to see the situation, and catch some more of him..."

The old man glanced at her, "Girl, this old man is only entrusted by the powers to oversee the magic altar. I don't care about other things. The life and death of these people has nothing to do with you and me..."

What a hard heart.

Many of the people below are monks in their domain, and even their loyalists. There are not a few of them who are closely related. In the current situation, it is difficult for them to feel sympathetic.

But facing the elder in front of them, several people were dissatisfied, but they could only endure it.

"boom!"

At this moment, a man came to the top of the high platform carrying a boulder, and was about to pile it up, but suddenly turned around and threw the boulder towards the mountain where the old man was.

The old man frowned, and a ray of light suddenly shot out from his eyes.

With a bang, the boulder exploded in front of the mountain.

The old man responded in a timely manner, and a protective shield was raised around him.

The boulder already contained extremely strong energy, but the sudden explosion caused the shield to shatter.

In an instant, the entire mountain was smashed into pieces by the impact and turbulence.

"Let's go together and kill this guy!"

There was a roar from the crowd.

Immediately, those people exploded suddenly, ignoring their physical weakness, and went straight to kill in the direction of the mountain!
"How brave!"

The night demon avatar roared angrily, how dare a group of ants dare to resist?

It's simply a joke of the world.

Don't these guys have any awareness of the weak?
I saw a black long blade transformed into Ye Mo's hand, and swiped forward fiercely.

The black blade light tore through the void, rushed to the front few, and was cut off in an instant, blood pouring down like rain.

This knife is enough to deter.

But the people in the rear are still not afraid of death. For them, it is death anyway, so why not fight hard, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

"Rumble..."

Boulders were taken down from the high platform and thrown towards the night demon clone like shells.

And the ninth-rank descendants beside him, including Ye Ji, saw that Ye Mo's clone was besieged, instead of going up to help, they hid there very wisely.

The strong man who was scolded just now even threw a rope-shaped treasure in the middle of the mess, trapping the night demon clone by surprise.

...

It's reversed, it's reversed, it's really reversed.

The night demon clone was furious.

He is the avatar of the ninth-rank powerhouse, how noble and powerful, how dare these lowly guys resist?

However, facing the huge boulders flying over the sky, Ye Mo couldn't resist for a while, and the boulders exploded around him, wrapped in terrifying energy, which actually blasted Ye Mo's body to pieces, crumbling to pieces.

Heh, the avatar of the ninth-rank powerhouse is nothing more than that.

Seeing this, everyone immediately became more excited. After all, the avatar is just an avatar, and it's not the deity descending. Is there any need to be afraid of you?
Nearly half of the high platform that was originally built was demolished in Shashi.

"Hmph, you are so presumptuous."

At this moment, there was a cold drink in the sky.

A ray of sword light pierced through the space and came to the high platform. In just an instant, it pierced through those who were tearing down the high platform.

Those few, with dim light in their pupils, fell from the high platform in the next second.

Without the support of the artillery fire, the firepower to besiege the night demon clone immediately dropped.

A figure flashed in the air, and a giant palm that lifted the sky smashed the flesh bodies of the eight people in front instantly, and the people behind were also forced back by the power of this palm.

Everyone was still in shock, looked up and shuddered.

Standing in the void ahead, each with a sword.

Patriarch Xutian, Patriarch Sword Demon?

Seeing the comer clearly, the hearts of the crowd froze to the extreme in an instant.

Another clone of two ninth-rank powerhouses?

If there was only one Yemo Patriarch, they would still have hope, but with the appearance of two clones of ninth-level powerhouses, there was only despair left for them.

"Hahaha……"

The damaged body of Patriarch Yemo quickly recovered. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help laughing wantonly.

"boom."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Xutian clone punched him and sent him flying.

"It's really not enough to succeed, but more to fail." Ancestor Xutian rubbed his fists, not forgetting to sneer.

The Sword Demon clone shook, "Being forced into this by a group of ants, hehe, Night Demon really deserves to be a disgrace among our Eighteenth Patriarchs."

The two made no secret of their disdain for the night demon clone.

Patriarch Yemo, at the beginning of the ninth level, was the latest to achieve the ninth level, and he is also recognized as the weakest of the ninth level. Otherwise, he would not have sent his avatar to sit here and do the hard work of supervising workers.

Don't look at the glory of the ninth-level powerhouse, but internally, there is also a chain of contempt.

"you……"

The night demon clone flew back quickly, glaring at the man with a sword.

But he quickly choked back the words that followed, and couldn't find a place to vent, so he grabbed someone casually, without looking at who it was, and crushed it directly.

"Humph."

Xu Tian's avatar glanced at him, ignored him, turned to look at the surrounding people, and said calmly, "You guys are so brave, do you know what you are doing?"

Everyone's hearts were as dead as ashes, and everyone stood there in a daze, and no one responded at all.

Xutian clone took a deep breath, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Regarding this matter, a late-eighth-level person said loudly, "We will die if we build a demon refining tower. Hmph, what do we have to fear?"

These words made the faces of the audience show indignation.

After all, we are also strong men of the seventh and eighth ranks, and we are also known as the ancestors outside the world. To be squeezed and exploited by you in this way, and not to treat us as human beings at all, what kind of humiliation is this?

Xutian avatar heard this, and laughed, "Who said that after the completion of the altar, you will die?"

"Hmph, with such a consumption method, I'm afraid that before the altar is built, we will exhaust our skills and fall here." Another shouted.

Ancestor Xutian said, "It's all done by Ye Mo. My original intention is to let you help build the magic altar. As long as the altar is completed, you can go or stay as you please..."

A junk collection station floats in my mind