Great Thousand Robbers

Those who can get here will not be too weak, nor will they be too stupid.

So this is not a one-person battle, and everyone can see it almost instantly.

"Everyone, the situation is urgent, let's put down our guard, we must unite now."

"Yes, whoever dies will turn into a fucking opponent, one will ebb and flow, and no one will survive."

As the crowd roared, they quickly joined together, and they all stepped forward to face the enemy, hitting with force one after another, smashing each body to pieces.

Although they have to bear the pressure of the ladder, due to the crushing of numbers, they will not be broken by the opponent.

It's just that weird things happened. These pulverized walking corpses didn't dissipate completely, but re-condensed their bodies under an unknown force.

Seeing this scene, everyone's faces were a little pale. The other party has no soul. If he can't even kill his body, wouldn't he be immortal?

Gu Que stood up and said in a deep voice: "Don't try too hard, save some strength to resist the pressure, don't have to kill them, force them down, and then we resist and go up, get over the difficulties first."

These words obviously had an effect, everyone acted much lighter, and used a series of forces to force the thousands of walking corpses downward.

The cultivators moved to the sides, and slowly moved upwards, gathering together.

Gu Que said: "We formed a great circle, taking turns to fight against these walking corpses, and it is enough for one person to fight one move."

"I think it's a good idea."

"I agree, it's fair."

"That's it."

In such a severe situation, everyone decisively gathered into a big circle, the cultivators at the bottom resisted the attack of the walking dead, and the big circle kept rotating, so everyone could get a rest.

It's just that the reality is often cruel. The strength of cultivators varies from good to bad, and each has its own strengths. Not long after going up, some cultivators couldn't withstand the pressure. Facing the walking dead, they were directly beaten to death.

So they also naturally became the walking dead.

At the same time, there are new walking corpses coming from above.

There were gaps in the top and bottom of the big circle, although someone made up for it, but one after another went up and down, and gradually it couldn't hold on anymore.

"What should we do? If this goes on, we'll all be fucking dead."

"Why don't you go back and contact some cultivators and wait for them to join?"

"No, it's hard to get to the present, and there will be new practitioners joining, and there will be new walking corpses."

Everyone roared, in a dilemma, but they could only grit their teeth and persist.

"Fuck, a bunch of trash, I can't control that much."

He shouted loudly, and his figure went straight up like electricity.

This person is obviously a taboo peak powerhouse, and he feels that he can go up without relying on everyone.

It's just that every time he walked out, he came back angrily, because there were more than ten taboo peak-level walking dead in front of him.

I had no choice but to stick to the original method, gritted my teeth and walked up.

It is getting more and more difficult, the practitioners with poor strength are constantly being eliminated, the number of walking dead is increasing, and the strength of both sides is almost equal.

Gu Que finally felt that something was wrong, and said loudly: "No, who knows how far this ladder is, if this continues, it will be exhausted sooner or later. We must find a way to kill these walking corpses."

"I've tried it, and it doesn't even work with the fucking Dharma."

An old monk was so angry that he swears, shook his head and said: "I have used all kinds of Buddhist teachings, but it is useless at all, and it can't get rid of anything."

He was so angry that he scolded his mother, and grinned, "I don't even know the Shurangama Mantra. If I know it, these dirty things are nothing."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, sweating profusely, and their eyes were not very good-looking.

"Let me see what power revived them."

With a roar, Gu Que rushed forward and chopped a walking corpse in the Eternal Ancestral Realm to pieces.

He had to do his best, because he couldn't get up this ladder by himself. There were thousands, tens of thousands of strong people, and there were many taboos among them. He alone couldn't turn the tide.

There was no surge of energy around, and the man who had been chopped into pieces really recovered his body and came to kill Gu Que.

"Have you seen it clearly? What kind of power is it?"

When everyone looked at him, Gu Que took a deep breath and said, "It's the rules, it's the power of cause and effect."

His eyes were like lightning, and he finally realized that there was a terrifying force of karma lingering around him. These are karma of the dead and have nothing to do with the living, so it is not easy for everyone to feel it.

"The power of cause and effect? ​​Who can dispel the power of cause and effect?"

"Even if it's not to disperse, it's okay to temporarily separate the power of cause and effect. Let's take advantage of the separated time to kill the walking dead."

"If you can't stop their karma, don't try to kill them all."

There was a loud roar, and at this moment when death was approaching, everyone was united and rational like never before.

Because no one here has reached Tianyan, but has not reached the realm of Tianyan, in the face of such an environment, no one can live alone.

Everyone brainstormed, while persevering, trying their best to decipher the power of cause and effect around them.

But the power of cause and effect, as a very special regular power, is actually not attached to the vitality, but attached to the host itself, and it is not easy to completely dispel it.

"I come!"

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and a person flew up into the sky. After holding his hand for a while, a large banner was raised, directly covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

"Thousand Ghost Sail!"

"Good guy! Forbidden peak-level magic weapon."

"The resentment from above is enough to isolate the power of cause and effect."

Everyone around exclaimed, but the old man holding the ten thousand ghost sail shouted: "Stop fucking nonsense, I can hold up to twenty breaths, kill me!"

One word awakened the dreamer, and everyone around knew that time was running out and life and death were at stake, so they immediately started desperately.

Each of them would injure the enemy a thousand even if they injure themselves by [-]. During these [-] breaths, they actually killed nearly [-]% of the walking dead.

The old man couldn't hold on any longer, and quickly fell down, his flesh and blood being torn apart by the pressure.

"I'll continue."

A voice eradicated it, and it was a god general of the Bauhinia civilization. Countless vines grew from his body, forming a big net like a dragon, covering the world.

"Thirty breaths."

Everyone understood what he meant, and quickly killed them. Thirty breaths killed nearly [-]% of the walking dead.

"What about the other half? Who else can isolate the power of cause and effect!"

"If we don't deal with these walking dead, we won't have the strength to resist the pressure."

Gu Que stepped forward and said lightly: "Let me do it, I can hold on... for a hundred breaths."

He turned his right hand forward for a while, and the whole world was completely dark, and the power of cause and effect was directly isolated.

This is the time-space fault of the future element, and he believes that the cause and effect here is impenetrable.

So the killing began, and the last hundred breaths were bound to kill all these walking corpses.