Chapter 1190: Never Die
The monks of the Yunqing Sect saw that the seniors of the refining period on their side were beaten by the four Mahayana stage monks and had no power to fight back, and they were angry, anxious and worried in their hearts, and they gritted their teeth against the Tiansha Sect and the Xiaoyao Pavilion.
However, no matter how much they hate them in their hearts, these people also know that today I am afraid that the defeat is already decided, and they are afraid that Yun Qingzong will not be able to save it.
Thinking of the fate of their sect and fellow sects, their eyes were red, and the anger of hatred burned in their hearts, and the more difficult Song Qiao and the others fought, the deeper their hatred became.
Jin Rui and the others stood in the crowd, he thought of Gu Jingsa and his wife who stayed in the sect, as well as several elders of Gu Yiming and Ye Xiaoman, if they came back and saw such a result, then they would ......
Not daring to think about it today, he turned his head to look at the two monks opposite, one of them had already been injured and was sitting there with his eyes closed and recuperating.
The others were watching the battle not far away with great interest, pointing and even laughing as they watched.
Jin Rui's gaze swept over them, and now, even if they die, they will never be better!
He looked at his fellow sects around him, they were also glaring angrily at the monks of the two sects, it seemed that they should be in the same mood.
"You fellow disciples, the Tiansha Sect and the Xiaoyao Pavilion are planning to destroy my Yunqing Sect, now, we are desperate, but even if they die here, they must pay the price they deserve, and today, we will fight with them endlessly!"
Jin Rui's sonorous voice sounded in the crowd, and as the words fell, he stretched out his hand, and ten water and fire bombs were thrown towards the opposite side like meteors.
A rumbling explosion sounded, and the space where the Cloud Hall was located shook for a while, and for a while, the black fog was shrouded, and the five fingers could not be seen.
Ten water and fire bombs, although they were refined by Ye Xiaoman during the refining period, their power should not be underestimated.
The two monks were watching the battle, and they didn't expect them to make such a show at all, and even if they did, they didn't take these people seriously.
Although they had suffered a small loss just now, they still had four Mahayana monks, and sooner or later these people would become a wisp of ghosts and remain in the secret realm of the clouds forever.
Even if they had seen the water and fire bomb pointed by Jin Rui on this side, they didn't expect how powerful it would be, and they only regarded it as an ordinary magic weapon.
But when the fire and water bombs exploded in their midst, they came back to their senses and learned what it meant to be bad, but it was too late to regret it.
In the thick fog, there were screams and screams, which caught them off guard and caused them heavy losses.
Even Zhu Wei and the others looked over in surprise, and when they found that the smoke had fallen and the two sect monks were miserable, their faces turned black with anger.
And at this time, Jin Rui shouted again: "Kill!" Today, if you want to fight our Yunqing Sect's idea, you will have to pay the price of blood! ”
After speaking, he was the first to rush out, and behind him, Ye Feichen, Chu Tianbi, Zhuge Haotian, Mu Qing, Shui Rou, Huolie, Tuyan, Yuan Chu, Gu Xi and others also rose to the sky and killed the opposite side.
The other Yunqing Sect cultivators were naturally not to be left behind, and they all used their killer skills and pounced on their enemies without their lives.