Chapter 4777?

The dignified monk with the treasured appearance tried his best to suppress the scolding he blurted out. His eyes were like copper bells.

"Don't talk nonsense." The empty-wheeled monk frowned slightly, and there was silence in front of the army for a while.

At this time, there was a stingy voice coming from the city head of Sand Demon Cave.

"Hey... Those bald donkeys with their heads and tails exposed, why are they coming to trouble your grandfather again? Do you want them to loosen your bones for you?"

Hearing the words, the dignified monk of Baoxiang suddenly said, "Let's be presumptuous, senior brother, I'll go back when I go, and teach that unscrupulous beast!"

The empty-wheeled monk said again, "Jianqing, don't be reckless."

At this time, the old man with the sword on the back of Xianfeng Daogu stepped forward and said, "Xianshi, let me go with Xianshi Jianqing. Destroying Nasha Demon Cave is also for the benefit of hundreds of millions of living beings. ."

The empty-wheeled monk heard the words, but did not express his position.

Another monk with a clean face stepped forward and said, "Senior brother, discipline has no meaning to them anymore. It's been ten times since we came here last time. Obviously, they slaughtered again. Countless beings."

"If we don't punish us again, I'm afraid this side of the world will fall into blood calamity."

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"What are those old bald donkeys talking about, why haven't they started!" On the city wall of the Sand Demon Cave, there was an ugly and vicious Dingxiu impatiently.

Cui Jing glared at him, and then said solemnly, "I'll keep silent for all, and I'll be waiting for you!"

"This time, whoever chops off a bald donkey's head will reward the blood pool in ten directions!"

As soon as these words came out, the city wall suddenly became restless again, and all the top cultivators had their eyes bright and could not wait.

"What's the situation, it seems that they are really going to fight." Several figures quietly squeezed into the city wall.

Chen Qing stroked his forehead with his hand and stared at the killing army in the distance.

Jian Wushuang didn't speak, his eyes looked through the pale red haze to the monks standing in front of the army.

All things have two opposite sides, life and death, emptiness and abundance.

The resentment of the creatures in this sand devil cave,

The blood qi is already so strong that it cannot be resolved, so there must be an opposite side to it.

Could these monks represent the extremes of the other side?

Perhaps, this is the opportunity to unravel the inexplicable cause and effect in them.

The light in Jian Wu's eyes flashed away, and he was waiting, taking advantage of the situation.

Inside the sand devil cave city, the evil top repair that covered the sky and the sun flew up, and it seemed that he was about to be unable to suppress the riot, and rushed out of the city, tearing up the assembled army.

Cui Jing was also a little impatient, and the eight-foot stick in his hand kept hitting the ground.

At this moment, the monks who were standing in front of the black army suddenly stepped out of the air.

"Cui Jingshan, please listen to the old man's instructions."

Baoxiang's solemn monk Jianqing pressed down the discomfort in his heart and said loudly against his heart.

Cui Jing, who was far away on the city wall, smiled savagely when he heard the words.

"Shan your mother, brothers, all rush up to me and shred them!"

After receiving the order, a bloodthirsty excitement of the mountains and tsunamis rushed into the sky.

"Isn't it, so hasty?!" Jian Wushuang and several others couldn't believe it.

This guy Cui Jing is just a mad dog...

The top cultivator, who was covered in darkness, seemed to have broken through the shackles, like a blood-drinking wolf, rushing out of the Sand Devil's Cave City.

Just like the reversed Hunhei Tianhe, several monks who had come to do useless precepts saw this, all their faces condensed, and then put their hands together in a state of stillness.

Thousands of precious lights came, dispelling the eroding blood.

As for Monk Jianqing, he was almost full of anger and blood, and that wordless kindness to your mother almost instantly ignited his hot temper.

"What a wicked animal, the poor monk will definitely want you to be destroyed today!" Jian Qing stepped on the flowing clouds, and the white long gown on his body was blown by the strong wind.

"My brothers and sisters, help me!"

A total of four Huamang beams poured out from the palms of the four monks behind Jianqing, merged together into a rainbow bridge, and led them away.

Jian Qing Bao was stern, palms clasped together, facing the black and dark Tianhe, and recited the magic formula!

"Everything is boundless, and there is no sign of great power!"

Above a huge rainbow bridge, the heaven and the earth trembled, and a splendid white dragon with four horns appeared.

Beneath the white dragon, Jianqing looked like a vajra, and threw a magic trick forward in his hand.

The heaven and the earth were trembling, and the Hehe Bailong opened his huge mouth, carrying the general trend of the heaven and earth, and facing the top cultivators with thousands of them.

The two collided, and an unparalleled giant awn erupted.

At this moment, the earth was torn apart, the mad sand fell silent, and poured into the center of the earth.

That Hunhei Tianhe was forcibly cracked by that illustrious white dragon.

Countless vicious top cultivators fell from the sky, and they were already seriously injured.

In the same way, the White Dragon Treasure was also broken, and the ashen-faced monk Jianqing was not afraid. Holding a black iron Zen staff, he rushed into the Sand Demon Cave camp for a while, wantonly suppressing it.

The army that had assembled from eighty-seven sects couldn't hold back at this moment.

The old man of Xianfeng Daogu suddenly pulled out his real sword and pointed at the sky, "Destroy the sand devil's cave and open up a cultivation avenue for our younger generation!"

The lingering voice stirred the sky, and at this moment, 87 sects, more than 16,000 top cultivators, fought bloody battles against the Sand Demon Cave!

Black and white collided, and a tragic fight broke out.

Changfeng wailed, and the top cultivator continued to die, and then fell.

They are all the most amazing geniuses in each sect under this vast and boundless world, and they have the brightest cultivation way.

However, in the battle with the Sand Demon Cave, they continued to perish and die.

And in the realm of the sand devil cave, the strength of the top cultivators who have assembled has been affected more or less in different ways.

Casualties appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, countless arrogant bodies fell, and the shattered corpses fell to the ground like rain.

At the moment on the city wall, Jian Wushuang's complexion became a little dignified.

When the melee broke out, the dozen or so monks were already blocking the front, fighting with the top cultivators in the Sand Demon Cave.

And Jian Wushuang wants to get close to them, there is no way.

Even if his strength has returned to its peak and he resolutely breaks into this melee, he will be severely injured even if he is not careful, not to mention the state where he cannot freely manipulate the power.

"Could it be that there is no other way?" Jian Wushuang was silent, while thinking quickly in his heart how to approach.

The strength of these monks is not bad, and they are all in the realm of immortals. Naturally, in this melee, they are not at a disadvantage, and ordinary top cultivators cannot get close at all.

Under their leadership, although the assembled sect side was seriously injured, it appeared to be pushed flat and pushed towards the city wall little by little.