This is not cowardice, but an instinct of human nature. The instinct to seek advantage and avoid disadvantage. As long as it is life, it will retreat from the instinctive fear of danger.

Of course, there are still those who stay, they stand at the intersection of the void, their eyes are red and they want to be a gambler who is in a hurry to lose. Qingyunzi is among them, he is enough, he doesn't want to run. watched Shizun die in front of him. And he ran to Qingxu Mountain like a lost dog.

Yes, the so-called national teacher in Huaxia is here, still in retreat, completely ignoring everything. As for himself, he has completed what his master has explained, and the only thing left is death.

"The disciples of the Qingcheng faction listen to the order, if I am in the early morning, there is only one death, to avenge the master, and to be ashamed of the snow in Qingcheng Mountain!" Qing Yunzi's hand holding the sword was trembling, and at this moment, although he knew that he was invincible, the breath of killing still made the blood in Qing Yunzi's entire body begin to boil.

"Only one death snow is my shame!" Hearing Qing Yunzi's roar, he finally let more people stay, and they took out their own weapons one after another, their eyes were red, repeating Qing Yunzi's slogan, and blocking the entrance of the road with their bodies.

"God said there should be light, and there was light! God saw that light was good, and He separated the light from the dark. There was day and night, and it was the first day. The sound of chanting at the foot of the mountain has spread to the halfway down the mountainside, and before the people have arrived, a powerful aura has been enveloped over everyone's heads. It's like a monstrous flood that can submerge an entire mountain in an instant.

"Emida Blessing! I don't go to hell, who goes to hell! Dao Lian chanted the Buddha number for a long time, and stepped forward to Qingyunzi's side.

"Monk, you're here too?" Qing Yunzi glanced at him and said indifferently, his tone still a little surprised.

"Alas, I have cut off the Buddha's relationship, and now it is accurate to say that he is a fake monk, only a pure heart! Since you want to stand, you can only die in battle! Dao Lian spoke, his hands already clenched into fists. His eyes grew red.

Shura Dao! What Dao Mercy got by cutting off the Buddha's fate was actually the Shura Dao! One thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon, this is really a great irony.

The Buddha closed his eyes and let the vicissitudes of the world change, Shura was angry, and the only way to exchange blood for blood was to die in battle!

"Whew!" At the moment when the group of missionaries were still a few hundred meters away from the mountain gate, the roar of a pack of wild wolves resounded through the valley. Immediately after that, dozens of big men suddenly rushed out of the missionary, tearing their robes casually as they ran, revealing their strong muscles.

The mouth let out the howl of a beast, and the bare skin began to grow a thick mane. A face gradually began to grow until it took on the appearance of a frightened wolf, and it landed on all fours, rushing towards it.

"Werewolves are werewolves!" Someone roared and reminded, took the weapon in his hand, and rushed up to resist this group of non-human and non-wolf guys.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! With the continuous crashing sound, the dozens of werewolves were like dozens of speeding trucks, and every wisp that stood in their way directly crashed out.

"Emida Blessing! The way of heaven is not there, how can it be fair, Shura is bloody, and I am angry, kill! Dao Lian's eyes were red, and the black flames suddenly burned all over his body, like the Shura Demon God, and his body grew by three meters out of thin air, rushing towards the wolf crowd.

"Monk, didn't you cut off the Buddha's fate!" Qingyunzi smiled slightly, and a burst of blood rushed to his heart, and he suddenly felt extremely happy, and rushed forward with his sword, not making a joke with Dao Lian. It's just that Qingyunzi has been cold-faced, and even if he wants to make a joke lightly at this moment, he doesn't have the slightest laugh.

"Buddha Amitabha! Get used to it, kill people and chant Buddha, hurry! Dao Lian replied casually, and threw a punch directly at the oncoming werewolf, blasting out.

Rumble! How can the power of Tianzun be child's play. Dao Lian's punch directly smashed the werewolf who rushed to the front of the wolf pack into pieces. Flesh and blood flew like raindrops in the sky, slowly falling.

"Qingcheng Xuanbing Sword Technique! , one sword falls into the city, two swords break the intestines, and three swords are endless from hatred! In contrast, Qing Yunzi's swordsmanship was gentle and abnormal, completely lacking the direct domineering spirit that he had when he set foot in Penglai Immortal Pavilion.

The silver sword light is like a snowflake falling in the sky, making people sigh at its beauty at the same time, but also feel the cold and melancholy, the true meaning of the Xuan Bing Sword Technique is nothing more than this.

The gorgeous sword light, like a meat grinder, shuttled through the wolves like a moving bunker, and they kept advancing.

Qing Yunzi was actually on par with Dao Lian's progress in rushing to kill for a while, which suddenly made the people who followed behind him very angry, and they rushed forward one after another. Even those who retreated earlier rushed forward with red eyes at this moment.

Although Chinese men pay attention to etiquette and Confucianism, but whoever has no blood, who does not have that fire in his chest, he will kill happily and only die!

"Well, Lao Tzu also fights, the disciples of Qingxuguan listen to the order, except for those who protect the national teacher and retreat, the rest are given to Lao Tzu!" Qing Xuzi was furious, waved the long sword in his hand, and roared with red eyes. He'd wanted to rush for a long time!

What is so terrible about dying! The terrible thing is that they are all dead and they are left alone! What's the point of being alive! The terrible thing is that someone else died for you, and you have to live in secret. Not being able to resist is humiliating and painful! There is only one death, kill!

"Squeak squeak!" The wolves were quickly dispersed, and most of the dozens of werewolves were killed. Just as the occultists were about to rush into the crowd of damned missionaries, a loud noise suddenly came from the sky. Hundreds of millions of bats, squeaking and overwhelming, directly obscuring the sun.

Qingxu Mountain is like entering the night in advance at this moment!

Yes! The screams continued, and the bats in the sky rushed towards the crowd with red eyes! For a while, more than 100 people were injured, and the momentum of the metaphysical scholar's charge couldn't help but stagnate.

"Ahh Dao Lian roared angrily, his hands slammed into his chest, and he opened his mouth, and a black flame erupted. Hulala heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and those bats were real bats at all, but emaciated skinny human beings, wrapped in black flames, and howling on the ground!

Vampires of the West! It's actually vampires, these creatures of darkness led by Satan in Western legends actually came with these missionaries.

Light, darkness! It's a nice thing to say, but in fact, light and darkness are one and have never been separated. The so-called god is a god, a god's stick that deceives all the people of the world.

Dao Lian turned his head and glanced at Qingxuguan. At this moment, he was still covered in bruises, and there were many corpses of his fellow Daoists lying under his feet, and there were too many Dao Mercy to count.

His eyes were red, red as if blood was gushing and boiling! But there is also a hint of nostalgia.

"Boss! Dao Lian has gone first! The days with you are so fucking, fucking, so cool! The roar of Dao mercy shook this Qingxu Mountain, and the sound was like a bell, like the demon god of hell.

When he turned around again, he saw a huge bowl in the middle of the missionaries. There were five expressionless men sitting on it, and those were supposed to be the core of the missionary. As long as you can kill them, then it's over! At least, it's going to end here.

"Roar!" Dao Lian roared angrily, and only the five people in front of him were left in his red eyes, one step at a time, and he stretched out his hand and sent it out violently.

Syllable! There was a muffled sound, and Qingyunzi, who was blocking in front, was suddenly slapped away by Dao Lian. Caught off guard, a mouthful of blood sprayed out with an arc drawn in the air.

Qing Yunzi was very indignant, and when he looked at the person who attacked him behind his back with resentment, he suddenly felt very sad!

It is not someone else who seriously hurts himself, but mercy! The Shura fire on Dao Lian's body became more vigorous, his eyes were red, and his body was even larger to a distance of five meters, and while advancing without distinction between enemies and me, he roared angrily, and his steps were firmly moving forward.

Qingyunzi understands that Dao Lian is burning his own life force, and even his soul is burning, just to take the head of the other party in the rush of thousands of troops. At this time, Dao Lian can already be said to have lost his rationality, and what he has is the instinct to kill. And his only sanity was the five men on the cart. When the soul burns out, when the body burns out, a Tianzun will die.

"Can it be successful! Bastard! Why you! Why do you humiliate me! Qingyunzi was lying on the ground, motionless, not because he didn't want to move, but because he couldn't move! Dao Lian's blow had already broken Qingyunzi's tendons and fractures, and even his internal organs were shattered.

Qing Yunzi could only watch again, there was no way, he couldn't step forward, he couldn't do it even if he wanted to die, the only thing he could do was to watch Dao Lian, rush forward, forward, keep moving forward. At this moment, who likes to rob and cause trouble, and also likes to bully the soft and afraid of the hard, Dao Lian, who has always looked down on him, his back suddenly became taller. The tall Qingyunzi was full of unwillingness, and guilt, and the tall made Qingyunzi feel that he was a waste who couldn't do anything, and they could only watch their colleagues fight and watch them fall at their feet one by one.

Kill! A Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, wielding a long sword, although he only cultivated as a fourth-grade Xuanshi, he still rushed forward without fear of death, and let the pages bite out countless blood holes on his body one by one. But it's still the same.

"Damn it, you all die! I haven't eaten bat meat yet! Hahahaha! A tall man covered in blood and armed with a double axe grabbed a bat and sent it directly to his mouth, looking angrily ahead, crunching and chewing on a bat until the bat turned into a scrawny corpse.