Miao Jiang Gu affair

Although Xiong Manzi, the general of the Southern Expedition, brought most of the elite cultivators of the Heiyang tribe, no matter how powerful the secluded tribe is, it is always limited and cannot cultivate too many masters. Quantity, quality, and the number of masters are far inferior to the evil spirit sect where elites gather.

Earlier, Elder Thaksin went out to ask for help, and he had already sacrificed some of his clansmen, but our side was attracted attention, and there were almost 20 people around, and a few people were taking care of them at the gathering point. There were only a dozen or so of them, and under the attack of hundreds of people from the Evil Spirit Sect, they would be defeated in no time. If Jiang Xianfeng, who was a ghost, hadn't resisted desperately in front, half of the vigilant clansmen would have died.

Jiang Xianfeng is an old ghost who has followed Xiong Manzi for thousands of years. He has experienced many hardships, but he also possesses impressive strength. However, he is still limited by his own body and cannot engage in direct confrontation. After the Buddha has tossed and tossed countless times, the rotten boat still has three catties of nails, but it is not something it can beat.

When the alarm came and we rushed forward, we saw that Jiang Xianfeng was grabbed by the neck by the demon, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he struggled.

At this time, the demon's original silver hair has all fallen off, the right face is normal, and the left face has almost no skin, all of which are pink tendons, and there is a dark and oily black gem in the eye socket. The smiling old Jewish man preaching scriptures in the main hall was simply a cruel monster. Jiang Xianfeng was tightly strangled by his neck, but he couldn't break free, and made strange ghostly howls in pain.

We were transferred away from the mountain, a few miles apart, and we couldn't catch up, but just when the demon was about to pinch Jiang Xianfeng to ashes, a rainbow light suddenly appeared, and it fell on an open space, scaring the demon With a jump, he involuntarily let go of his hand, and Jiang Xianfeng was able to escape just now.

There was a man in Tsing Yi standing in front of the evil spirit sect group, holding a sword in one hand, with blood remaining on his lips, one man, one sword, standing like a towering mountain.

This person was the miscellaneous hair path who had been meditating in the room before. After hearing the alarm, he decisively chose to fight out and stopped the evil spirit sect's team.

Seeing someone pushing himself forward, Tianmo was startled at first, but after a closer look, he laughed loudly: "Xiao Keming, it really is you! Old man, I have always wanted to ask you to avenge the destruction of the altar with my own hands, but I always couldn't. Seeing you, this time it was a coincidence that I was able to execute you with my own hands!"

The Heavenly Demon was excited, and more than 20 of the more than a hundred evil spirit masters behind him separated into more than [-], and tightly surrounded the miscellaneous Xiaodao in the center. Frightened, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said with a faint smile: "Huang Gongwang died under my sword, and so did Old Demon. These two guys are too soft, not enough to achieve my reputation. Plus you, I think I will take over in the future." After joining the old man's class, no one will gossip, right?"

Hearing the plain narration of Miscellaneous Hair Xiaodao, Tianmo changed color suddenly as if hearing this news for the first time, turned his head around, his eyes seemed to be looking for someone, but finally fell on a young man with a rather young face, and asked softly Said: "What he said is true?"

The man nodded, and whispered a few words in his ear, after the Heavenly Demon listened, he stopped fighting with Zhamao Xiaodao, but took two steps back, calling the left and right to come forward.

The Heavenly Demon spared his life, but there were also some people who bravely moved forward. The one who bears the brunt is a short and fat old man with tangled hair and beard. Now he is holding a pair of gold-plated skulls connected by bone sticks. That thing should be a powerful magic weapon. The weapon, covered in black mist, made a ghostly whistling sound when it was waved.

If it was another character, Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao would have slashed straight away with a single sword, no matter what you do, you would have to cut out a piece of the sky, but when he met this old savage, that guy softened and yelled "" "Little Grandpa", he was ignored at all, and he was beaten as usual, so he had no choice but to retreat while protecting the injured Heiyang tribe next to him.

There's no way, this short and fat old man's abilities aside, in terms of status, he is Luo Feiyu's little grandfather, and he still can't fight for his life with a little secret in his heart.

However, he could not be cruel to Wang Xinqiu, but he was not polite to the ascetic monks next to him. He had already removed the arms of several people with his gestures, and Lei Xing went in and out of the chest of a middle-aged woman who was as fat as a pig three or four times. Back, the huge chest was pierced into a sieve.

Wang Xinqiu stalked Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao, but soon a figure broke into the battlefield, and the sword light was as bright as stars in the sky, and it fell down, blocking the attack suddenly, but it was Luo Feiyu who caught his little grandfather At the same time, I, Xue Rui, Li Tengfei, Elder Song Sunset, Brother Long, and Brother Big Bear also rushed to the side of Tianchi in time and joined the battle group.

As far as the overall number and quality are concerned, we are actually far inferior to this wave of people from the Evil Spirit Sect. However, among the top forces, the Evil Spirit Sect currently only seems to have suddenly become extremely ugly Tianmo and Xiao Luo Feiyu. Grandpa Wang Xinqiu is a relatively difficult opponent. As for the rest, most of them can only be regarded as Godou Eighteen Arhats. It's not our opponent alone, but these two generals are very difficult to deal with. Even the most powerful Brother Long and Xiong Manzi around me can't achieve the effect of one-hit instant kill, so we can only fight with them .

However, fighting and fighting are still different. For example, Li Tengfei, this kid can't use his proud swordsmanship in front of this group of opponents who are mainly evil ascetic monks. Struggling to persist, Luo Feiyu was entangled with her little grandfather to the death, and no matter whether it was Brother Long with two swords, or Xiong Manzi with a giant axe, or me holding a huge ghost sword, or Zamao Xiaodao with fierce swordsmanship, they were all " Killing a person in ten steps, never leaving a thousand miles", so in constant close-to-body combat, he can still take advantage of some small things, and the edge of his hand can always be stained with a lot of blood.

However, among the swaying figures of the crowd, I lost the trace of the demon. After clearing away a lot of messy swords, I turned around and shouted at Xiong Manzi: "Brother Xiong, be careful of that ghost just now. He may be the host of this sacrifice!"

After being reminded by me, General Nanzheng swung the huge ax in his hand vigorously, after fending off all the masters of evil spirits around him, he stared towards the center of the lake.

He was tall and stood out from the crowd, and at a glance, he saw that the demon was rushing towards the altar of flesh and blood under the escort of a group of people. The devil smashed away.This behavior can only be regarded as futile, because at the cultivation level of Tianmo, such an attack can't get close at all, and it rushed into the edge of the flesh and blood altar without any hindrance, and at this moment, Tianma's There was a flash in front of him, but Xiong Manzi, who was still in the battle group, was holding a long battle ax and stopped in front of him.

Seeing Xiong Manzi stop the demon, and then fell into the siege of a group of the most elite masters, my heart was a little more stable, and then the ghost sword flicked, and slashed at a bald monk next to me.

To be honest, the group of people who are fighting with us has the foundation of the evil spirit sect for a hundred years, which is not comparable to ordinary people. All of them can have a level of strength that is not as good as that of the eighteen arhats, and there are Taoists, monks, and Heirs of witchcraft, there are also unstoppable warriors who charge in battle. This is really the first time for me to fight at such a high level. In the team of evil spirits who have been eliminated countless times, there is almost not even a small fish None, so as soon as the battle started, a heavy pressure followed. This ubiquitous pressure was even heavier than going in and out of the dragon's pool and tiger's den in the main altar of the Evil Spirit Sect.

Because there are almost no weak people who can appear here, those ascetic monks of the evil spirit religion have far more refined cultivation than their colleagues, more ruthless methods, and endurance that makes me feel incomprehensible, which makes my Ghost Sword There is no longer the kind of sharpness that is invincible, like being stuck in a quagmire.

We didn't have a good fight here, and those Heiyang people were frustrated because their strength was far inferior to others. Fortunately, they have practiced together since they were young, so they are quite familiar with each other. When the situation is unfavorable, Immediately formed a circular array to take care of each other, but did not cause too many casualties.

I kept waving my ghost sword, and I used the advantage of the ghost sword to break the situation as much as possible, while Xuerui and Brother Long were all in my hands. Gu poison is constantly coming out, and Brother Long is protecting the world with two rusty iron swords, which are very sharp, but the progress is slow, and at this time, I heard a sudden cry from Xiong Manzi , looked over from the gap among the blades, but saw that the demon let five or six ascetic monks entangle the general Nanzheng, while he quickly stepped forward and jumped onto the three-meter-high tower. On the altar of flesh and blood, he took out a crimson flag from his bosom, and stuck it on the head of Bai Kunpeng of Tianshan Mountain.

The moment the flag was inserted into Bai Kunpeng's head in Tianshan Mountain, I heard the sound of a beating heart, puff, puff... The altar of flesh and blood, which was like a dead thing, suddenly came alive, and the countless flesh and blood that had been carved in ice began to explode. Wriggling, and a malicious eye suddenly appeared above the sky.

I can see clearly that the banner is the list of gods.