Several old men flew high in the sky, looking at the battlefield in the distance. Although there were immortal cultivators in the sky who were constantly shot down, they didn't seem to have the slightest intention of making a move.

"Cao Lingzun. An old man suddenly looked around.

The man he called was an old man with knotted muscles and more than a head taller than him.

The old man was shirtless, and there were countless strange lines on his strong muscles.

He was carrying an extremely large sword, the face of which was like a door panel, and it looked unusually heavy.

"You martial arts cultivators, your physical body is strong, can this weapon be cracked?"

The old man surnamed Cao pondered for a moment, as if he was thinking carefully. "It's a strange weapon called a gun, and it's not too difficult to dodge. ”

He looked down at the strangely dressed humans, who were too slow to him, despite their quick reflexes.

"If you resist purely with your physical body and don't hit the vital point, you are not the pinnacle of the pseudo-spirit that cannot be stopped. ”

Those weird, weapons called guns, are terrifying.

In the battlefield, whether it is a spiritual cultivator or a martial cultivator, as long as it is hit, it is a huge blood hole.

The aura shield is like papier-mâché, and the magic weapon armor can't block a few shots.

"Zhang Lingzun. The old man surnamed Cao stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a warhead that fell to the ground flew into his hand.

"You see, it's called a warhead thing. He pinched it hard, and the warhead began to deform in his hand, and finally it was pinched into a sheet of iron.

"It's a strange metal, no longer harder than fine iron. ”

The old man surnamed Zhang also showed a look of surprise, and looked at the bullets all over the ground, and the bullets that seemed to be infinitely shot below.

"How rich are these foreign intruders?"

Another old man also spoke, and said to the old man surnamed Zhang, who was expressing surprise when he was speaking. "Zhang Lingzun, Elder Fan Xianzun of your sect, when will you arrive?"

The old man surnamed Zhang took out the identity jade plate, looked at it again, and said with some doubts. "The elder has not replied to me. ”

"The location that Elder Fan came from yesterday has already rushed to this side. The old man surnamed Zhang continued. "It's not too far from here, I'll wait a little longer. ”

The old man nodded, looking at the black and white beast that was roaring below.

"These three spirit beasts and demon clans are not easy to deal with. He looked at the corpse lying on the ground in the distance, an old man with a white beard. "Feng Lingzun died at the hands of the snake. ”

"This husband and Zhiyi seem to be even stronger. ”

Another old man also spoke. "I don't want these intruders to have the help of the demon clan behind them. ”

The old man surnamed Zhang was a little silent, if the demon clan really reached an indescribable agreement with these intruders.

For themselves, for the sect, for all races.

None of them are a good thing.

"Otherwise~" The old man who spoke before stroked his beard. "I suspect, these monsters. ”

"It's also from the other world. ”

Watching everyone look at him, he was slightly colored. "It's not a secret that the left and right are all told, so I told them all. ”

Seeing the old man surnamed Zhang looking at him, he continued. "Our sect has captured a human dressed in the same clothes as them. ”

"Under the mirror of inquiry, I learned that there is a demon called the Tiger King in that world. ”

"Commanding many spirit beasts and earth immortal beasts, what is it called, Qinling Demon King, Qinhuai Town Guard. ”

"Qinling?Qinhuai?" an old man asked, and the old man who was being proud was instantly stopped.

"None of that matters. He skimmed it out. "The point is, he seems to be very friendly with the humans of that world. ”

"Being able to command spirit beasts and earth immortal beasts, known as the demon king....." The old man surnamed Zhang was a little frightened and couldn't help but say. "Aren't you like those guys?"

Several old men looked at each other, and could see each other's surprise and fear in each other's eyes.

"Alright. The old man surnamed Cao didn't care much about these things, and looked at the few old men who seemed to be stunned, and he interjected. "The most important thing is how to deal with them. ”

"Then I can only let the juniors continue to consume. The old man surnamed Zhang sighed, they had no confidence in victory, and they cherished their lives, so they could only let the junior monks consume the demonic power of the demon beasts.

This is a very cruel decision, and it is also the lives of the disciples and grandchildren that are also consumed.

Several old men were silent, looking a little guilty and unbearable.

But then another old woman spoke, and although she was full of white hair, her voice was like that of a woman in her twenties.

"Left and right are just juniors with no potential. ”

Several old men looked back at her, but they saw her with white hair and a face like a young woman, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked.

A mocking smile was revealed. "Could it be that the one you sent is a genius from the sect?"

"Since they're all ordinary disciples who eat and wait to die, then..." she smiled even more happily. "What are you pretending?"

"If anyone can learn from the battle..."

"The corpse on the ground is worth it~"

"Evil Sect. The old man surnamed Zhang scolded secretly in his heart, he didn't agree with the old woman's words, but he didn't speak.

"I can't wait for you to be demons. The old man surnamed Cao looked at Wu Xiu, who came from the ground again, and pushed back the old woman's words without being salty. "The disciples of my own sect are still distressed. ”

"Demon Gate?hahaha~" The old woman smiled happily. "You've cultivated all the way to this point, do you dare to say that you killed fewer people than me?"

"But I don't turn the living into ghosts. The old man surnamed Cao was full of blood and blood, and burned the ghosts leaning over him into a wisp of black smoke.

The old man surnamed Cao turned his head to look at the old woman behind the side, she didn't seem to care about the dead ghost at all.

"Chen Yue, you play this little trick again. He stared into the old woman's eyes and said word by word. "I'll kill you. ”

The old woman laughed softly, and then the laughter became violent, and then resounded throughout the battlefield.

She seemed to have found something interesting, and she smiled heartily.

The old man surnamed Cao didn't speak anymore, just looked at her quietly, but the qi and blood on his body became more and more surging.

"Do you know?" Chen Yue stroked the hair next to her ear, and her voice was extremely delicate and soft. "That ghost just now~"

"Hahaha~" She covered her mouth and laughed coquettishly, but she said extremely cruel words in her mouth. "This man I have been practicing for seven days and seven nights, and I have wailed for seven days and seven nights. ”

"It's your sect disciple~"

There was a loud bang!! and the white deer, who had been observing several old men, saw a huge sword shadow slashing straight down in the air.

The sword weapon rubbed against the air and made a violent air explosion sound, and the old men in the air instantly separated.

A loud voice rang out, full of rage, and resounded throughout the battlefield.

"You're looking for death!"