Peerless God of War

Then, the skull's attack followed, and with one bite, half of the Sword Box Monk's body was torn off, blood splattered from the sky, and the scene was extremely bloody.

The Sword Box Monk's face was miserable, first white, and then at an imperceptible speed, it turned black, like a dead person.

After a few wailing screams, it stopped abruptly, and the breath was completely cut off.

"Hmph." Seeing this, the Thousand Snakes Poison Lord stopped and sneered.

Then, the Thousand Snakes Poison Lord turned his head coldly and looked at the other person who had made a move. It was a white-haired evil cultivator, with an evil look, and a head of white hair dancing in the wind, looking very difficult to deal with.

"White-haired Evil Lord, you really can't help but make a move." Thousand Snakes Poison Lord said coldly.

From his words, it can be inferred that he obviously knew the other party, otherwise it would be impossible to call out the other party's name at once.

And it seems that he knows this White-haired Evil Lord quite well.

The man called the White-haired Evil Lord smiled indifferently, looking calm and composed, and sneered: "Thousand Snake Venerable, although I don't know what you are up to, I must have a share of the treasures in this crack space."

"This..."

"It's so, the monk carrying the sword box died too tragically, and he attacked without saying a word, too scary, worthy of being the Thousand Snake Venerable. Now another unknown strong man has appeared, which is really terrifying. We should give up the idea of ​​robbing the treasure as soon as possible, and save our lives."

"Yes, saving lives is important."

Such a scene made those monks who were ready to move, most of whom were only monks in the early stage of Jiexian, feel half cold in their hearts, as if they were poured with a basin of cold water.

It can be said that it was chilling and very uncomfortable. It felt like being fed a pile of filth, which was extremely disgusting.

However, there was one advantage, at least many people woke up at once.

If you don't have enough strength, you should give up your greedy thoughts as soon as possible, so as not to ask for trouble and even lose your life in the end.

After thinking of this, many of the early stage cultivators of Jiexian who thought they were not strong enough to fight with these strong men retreated consciously and didn't want to get involved.

Chen Xiao saw this scene and couldn't help but sighed, saying: "As expected of an evil cultivator, he is cruel enough. He will kill people if he says so, and he won't show mercy at all. This guy died unjustly and his luck is too bad."

Of course, he just sighed, but he was too lazy to take action.

These people are not related to him, he won't be so merciful as to want to come to exorcise demons and defend the way, that would be courting death.

The white-haired evil king who just took action is probably as powerful as the Thousand Snake Poison Lord, which agrees with Chen Xiao's previous guess. If he encounters him later, he should try his best to avoid conflict.

As the saying goes, a man who knows the current situation is a hero. He will not lose his life for the sake of showing off.

In the field, because of such a sudden change, it suddenly became quiet. No one dared to move casually, even if there was a tempting treasure in the crack.

At this time, the Thousand Snakes Venerable looked at the White-haired Evil Lord and said coldly: "You go first?"

The White-haired Evil Lord smiled faintly and said: "Why? Are you afraid that I will attack you from behind? When did you, the Thousand Snakes Venerable, become so humble."

Being teased like this, the Thousand Snakes Venerable's face sank and said: "Then, I will go first?"

"That's not necessary. Even if we want to fight, it's not at this time. We have to wait until the treasure is in hand before fighting to the death. Now we haven't even seen the shadow of the treasure. Don't worry, I won't be so anxious. I will go first."

The White-haired Evil Lord said coldly, which was quite bold.

It must be said that his analysis is indeed very reasonable.

Throughout the ages, countless cultivators have died in the fight for treasures. This is not surprising. It can be said that it is too common. However, there is no trace of the treasure at the moment, so there is no need to fight.

Especially since the two people are equally powerful and have enough power to kill each other, it is too dangerous.

"Okay." Hearing this, Qianshe Duzun nodded, and the two reached a simple consensus.

"Hehe, I will go first, Duzun, don't be late."

I saw that the white-haired evil king laughed, moved his body, and rushed into the white crack.

Seeing this, Qianshe Duzun did not hesitate much and rushed in immediately.

Without the presence of these two strong men, the other robbery immortals present immediately breathed a sigh of relief, at least they were not worried about their lives for the time being.

As for whether to break into the crack immediately, many cultivators hesitated.

You know, no one knows what will be behind this crack. If there is a greater danger, wouldn’t it be like escaping from the wolf pack and falling into the tiger’s mouth again?

Seeing this, Dou Qianhu and the other three also hesitated.

"Master Dou, what should we do now?" Elder Yun and the other two looked at Dou Qianhu, asking for his opinion.

Obviously, among the four people in the team, Dou Qianhu was the one who could make the final decision.

Hearing this, Dou Qianhu paused slightly, and just as he was about to say something, he heard a series of exclamations from the side.

"Not good, look at those undead creatures, they seem to be moving again."

A monk, with eyes full of tension and even panic, raised his hand and pointed at the undead in the sky in the distance.

Not only him, but other monks also saw it.

"The undead creatures are getting agitated and in chaos. They seem to be rushing towards us again. Oh no, they are really rushing towards us. We are finished now. It is not safe to stay here any longer."

Another monk screamed in horror.

Hearing such a big noise, Dou Qianhu also turned his head suddenly and saw the dark undead in the distance suddenly rushing towards this side like crazy. The posture looked like a flood, but it was black and extremely terrifying.

"What's going on? The undead who were quiet just now and dared not approach at all, how could they suddenly become agitated? Did they get stimulated by something?"

Elder Yun said nervously and fearfully.

Not to mention them, the other monks were also frightened one by one and their faces changed.

Some monks who were still hesitant and considering whether to enter the crack immediately changed their minds after seeing this scene. They moved and flew directly into the crack.

In a flash, they disappeared in front of everyone.