Chapter 1711
The two of them stood with their hands behind their backs.
Qingxuan stared blankly at the backs of the two of them.
"This is so handsome. The two of them match each other so well."
Just when they had the upper hand, they suddenly heard a loud noise from behind.
"It's finally here, I'll just say here."
"I've heard them say a long time ago that there's going to be a big war here. I guess it's related to the devil, and no one else dares to come."
"They don't dare to come, but we have to come to fight for the altar guardian and protect the divine realm."
Su Chen frowned and turned away.
Only then did I see those who had previously competed for the altar guardians in Zi Xuan Sect coming.
Although Su Chen couldn't remember his name, he could probably tell which sect they belonged to just by looking at their clothes.
Before Sikong Lang could speak, one of them rushed towards him.
"Brother Sikong, you are here too."
Sikong Lang was a little confused and took a step back hesitantly.
"It's me." The man looked at him with a smile, "I am Li Wenbo of Liuyun Sect."
While Su Chen looked at the Flame Tiger with vigilance, he also looked after a few of them.
The flame tiger was obviously frightened.
The cold air in front of me hasn't dissipated yet, and it doesn't dare to come over.
Liuyun Sect?
I really have never heard of this name before.
However, Sikong Lang knew him. Li Wenbo had met him before when Tianxuan Sect opened its doors to welcome other sect disciples.
He only got to know him when he broke into the forbidden area of the back mountain.
I didn't expect that he would come to fight for the altar guardian.
Li Wenbo looked around with his hands behind his back as if watching the excitement.
Several people behind quickly tried to dissuade him.
"Brother Wenbo, you'd better come here quickly."
"Look what's up there."
When they saw the blood-stained altar clearly, they were already frightened.
The one in the middle is the devil.
Unexpectedly, Li Wenbo said without fear.
He raised his hands high and spoke loudly.
"This is the illusory body of the devil. You are afraid of this. How can you become the guardian of the altar?"
"I think this honor should be given to our Liuyun Sect."
Su Chen frowned silently.
It turns out that in their eyes, this is not a responsibility at all, but an honor.
Su Chen closed his eyes and directly entered his heart.
I heard the dirty thoughts in his heart.
"Anyway, there are so many people fighting against the devil. As long as they succeed, we can share the credit."
"By then our Liuyun Sect will be able to use this honor to become the number one sect in the world."
"We won't put any effort into it anyway, we're just guarding the altar."
Su Chen sneered after hearing this.
He stretched out his hand to tell Sikong Lang to ignore him.
Something will happen to his mouth sooner or later.
Although the demon had his eyes closed, he could still hear the sounds around him.
He must now concentrate and put all his strength on the altar.
But Li Wenbo's mouth is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
I saw that the monster didn't move at all.
He became even more unscrupulous.
"This time our Liuyun Sect arrived in time and everyone saw it. If I hadn't led you to this place, how could you have participated."
"Let's work together to subdue this monster. Then the world will definitely remember our sect's name."
They kept talking about Liuyun Sect.
Su Chen sneered.
Negating all their efforts, including his.
He didn't give any good looks.
He immediately waved his hand and drew a sword on the ground.
The traces on the ground began to burn with raging fire.
Li Wenbo looked at it in disbelief. He thought it was an ordinary flame and wanted to step towards it, but it turned out to be a divine fire!
Even taking a few steps closer, he felt like his whole body was melting.
"You! What are you doing!"
"Did you do it on purpose?"
Su Chen raised his eyebrows indifferently.
Before he could reply, Li Wenbo shouted arrogantly.
"We have good intentions and are here to help, but you still look down on us."
"Do you think you'll always win?"
"The power of this monster is still not fully released, so don't ask me to help you then."
Su Chen almost laughed.
Is it his turn to help?
The quality of the sect now is really worrying.
Sikong Lang could only stop him at this time: "Brother Wenbo, stop talking."
"The situation is very critical now, and we should work together."
The people next to him were not as bold as Li Wenbo.
They were already frightened when they saw the demon in the bloody sky.
Not to mention a monster covered in flames.
They have been practicing in the sect and have never seen this scene before.
"Brother Wenbo, let's go aside first and stop making trouble."
"This is the devil!"
Li Wenbo waved his hands swaggeringly.
"It's just a trace of the demon god's remnant consciousness. It has no use. I think the demon god back then could have been sealed, let alone a waste now."
At this time, the devil suddenly opened his eyes when he heard it.
Su Chen felt the powerful intimidation.
He couldn't be distracted now. The monster in front of him was rushing towards them.
He could only look at Sikong Lang with his eyes.
"Try your best to protect your brother Wenbo."
Sikong Lang sighed lightly and rushed over with Qingxuan.
But the demonic energy separated by the demon god was also extremely fast.
The black demonic energy cut through the sky like a sharp sword.
Li Wenbo was holding his arms and smiling proudly.
Then he fell to the ground with a muffled sound.
The demonic energy began to wander around in his body, hitting every part of his body.
After a while, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
When others looked over, they held the tree beside them in horror.
Sikong Lang's eyes suddenly widened, and Qingxuan turned his head away in fear.
Even if they went over now, it was too late.
He vomited out everything in his body.
Including the long intestines.
It was sprayed on the ground.
Li Wenbo was still a little sober, and he looked at it in horror.
He widened his eyes and touched the things on the ground with his hands in disbelief.
Then he fell to the ground with his head raised.
He stared and there was no movement.
The monks who followed were all terrified.
They sat down on the ground, trembling and moving backwards.
"I don't want to be a guardian anymore, I want to go home."
"I want to go back to the sect."
"What... what is this... how did he die? He was fine just now."
"It's his own fault... it's really his own fault."
"We shouldn't have listened to him. Li Wenbo died a worthy death. It has nothing to do with us."
Sikong Lang clenched his fists.
He knew that what Li Wenbo said just now was unpleasant to hear.
But the demon god was really too much.
He turned around and stood behind Su Chen, looking at the demon beast firmly and fiercely.