4954. Chapter 4954 Expel Cultivators or Mortals (1)

"The outcome of the Huangquan Bet on the other side will be announced on the second day."

"The winner is - the camp of those who reach the sky."

"The losers are punished, and one-tenth of the participants in the guardian camp are now randomly expelled."

Almost at the moment when the words of the Six-Star Pagoda Tool Spirit fell, the cultivators from the Immortal Cultivation Continent who gathered together suddenly moved.

They moved neatly and uniformly toward the center of the Qingcheng Army and the Liangchen Army.

With all the magic weapons in their hands, they want to wrap dozens or hundreds of people and throw them on the barrier.

The six-star tower artifact said that it will give priority to expelling those close to the barrier.

They just throw the others away.

One-tenth of it, and they're safe.

However, the magic weapon of these people has not yet met the people in the Cultivation Continent.

I felt a biting cold all over my body.

The golden-red cassocks were overwhelming and swept in.

Wrap them all together, leaving only their heads exposed.

This cassock is a divine weapon at the sacred level.

Even though thousands of people were wrapped around it, it still looked like it was only a few meters in size.

And these thousands of people struggled hard, their breath burst out, but they couldn't break free from the shackles of their cassocks.

And as several people struggled, the cassock ball rolled and slowly approached the barrier.

The faces of these monks changed greatly, and they screamed loudly.

"Master Jingyuan, what are you doing?"

"I will throw those low-level cultivators next to the barrier, hoping to reduce our casualties."

"Yeah, Master Jingyuan, we fought against ghouls together before, and we are considered to be comrades. Are you going to attack us now for the sake of a few outsiders? Shouldn't monks be compassionate?"

Jing Yuan frowned, but did not speak.

Li Weiran stepped forward with a smile, kicked a kick, and said with great interest: "Little monk, your cassock is really interesting, you can tie these dregs into a ball? It's really fun to kick? Who made it? Yes, can you give me one?"

Jing Yuan said expressionlessly: "I am older than you, and I am no longer a monk."

"Understood! I understand! I want to join Xiaoyaomen!" Li Weiran replied with a smile.

Then he looked at the few people who were tied into a ball by the cassocks.

"Thank you so much for jumping out on your own, otherwise, I really have to hesitate for a while!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's all, it's a waste to send it all at once!"

Li Weiran said while shaking his head, "You said that if I divide you into dozens of pieces now, can one person count dozens of pieces?"

The expressions of hundreds of monks changed greatly, and their eyes were full of horror.

"No, Li Weiran, you can't do this. I am Xuanxian! The Taoist camp still needs my strength."

"There are so many low-level cultivators from the Cultivation Continent. Even if one tenth is sent out, there are still many more. Why do you want us to die!!"

Several hundred monks screamed loudly.

"Save us, fellow Daoists, save us! Otherwise, it will be our turn! We are fellow Daoists from the Xiu Xian Continent, why should we die for these wastes?!"

The cultivators of the Xiuxian Continent all turned pale, and cold sweat broke out from their foreheads.

At this time, they gave birth to a sense of grief of the death of a rabbit and a fox.

If they had a choice, they certainly hoped that it would be the outsiders who died, those cultivators of strength and status.

But……

"Senior Li, should we discuss this matter again? Is it too much to directly send these fellow Daoists out to be swallowed by ghouls. At least... At least a little fairness should be maintained, and a part of the cultivation continent should also be released..."