Chapter 3063 Chu Xinyan: The Demon Slaying Conference Has only Really Begun (3)

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At this time, these people's hearts were filled with regret.

Why did they come to this ghost place to join in the fun?

He also tried to watch the jokes of the Seven Sons of Xiaoyao.

As a result, they themselves became the biggest joke.

Seeing the crowd fleeing like birds and beasts, Chu Xinyan didn't even move, a mocking expression appeared on his face.

"Leader Jing, you should understand now, right?"

Chu Xinyan looked at Jing Tianyi's gloomy and uncertain face, and showed a noble and cruel smile: "What people want, what moral public opinion, it's all bullshit!"

"In this world of comprehension where the weak eat the strong, the only person qualified to have the right to speak is strength!"

Jing Tianyi's heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and looked around suddenly.

Then I heard a series of screams coming from all directions.

Those cultivators who had just escaped all retreated back in embarrassment.

And behind the group of monks crushed, drove away, and slaughtered...

It's the army of cultivators!

It was an army of 100,000 formed by the Houjun of Dingbei and the Iron Armored Guards of the Horton tribe!

Jing Tianyi couldn't be more clear about the strength of the Iron Armored Guard.

The entire army is equipped with eighth-grade defensive armor, and the cultivation base is above the Jindan stage.

Such an army, even a squad of three or five people, is extremely difficult to deal with.

What's more, it is a mighty army that cooperates with tacit understanding.

Look at the Dingbei Houjun again.

This army is completely different from the ordinary cultivator army.

They didn't have much spiritual power surging around them, and at a glance, they would even think that they were just stragglers composed of ordinary mortals and low-level body forging cultivators.

However, when they slashed with knives, strands of black energy would flow out of their bodies.

The black qi carries the power of Yin Sha, as long as it wraps around the monks, it will make the spiritual power in their bodies unable to operate.

But they themselves seem to be not afraid of pain.

No matter how many swords were stabbed, it would roar and charge forward.

Between the killings, their ruthlessness is even more frightening.

With a long knife in his hand, a person's head rolled down in an instant, or half of his body flew into the air.

And their pair of red eyes, seeing this scene like purgatory on earth, not only did they not bear the slightest fear, but were also full of bloodthirsty excitement.

Such a monster doesn't look like an orthodox spiritual practice.

It's clearly a monster!

This is a team of real magic soldiers!

The screams of ghosts and wolves, begging for mercy, and scolding resounded in the Demon-Slaughtering Square.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the strong choked the nose, and the heart of the strong person sank.

Although the [Qingcheng Army] and the [Liangchen Army] were hiding in the prehistoric pagoda, they were not affected.

But looking at the scene outside, there was still a chill down my spine.

Where would these people think.

They thought they were here to join in the fun and gloat at a demon slaughter conference.

In the end, it became a burial place where they could not escape.

Kong Yuanjiu was furious as he watched innocent monks being killed one after another.

I wanted to rush out to save people, but after thinking of something, I finally suppressed it.

His eyes turned to Jun Muyan.

The girl's face was like snow, her brows were sparse, and she seemed to be indifferent to what was happening in front of her.

But the hands on his knees were clenched into fists.

The hourglass on the Tianmoqin flowed silently.

It's like the approach of hope, and it's like the fall of a talisman.

Kong Yuanjiu took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

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