Facing the sudden attack of the disciples of the Righteous Path Sect, the eight black-clothed people who were surrounded by people immediately understood what was going on. Their faces changed suddenly, and even though they were wearing masks, they could see that their faces were very ugly.

"Who is revealing the news? How can we surround it? The Demon Steward yelled, he was very angry now, and he was very scared.

They all knew that there were heavyweight powerhouses in the decent faction now, and this operation was a surprise attack, and they wanted to kill those young geniuses when those strong people were not paying attention. As long as they succeed and the tasks in the natural church are completed, they can all take advantage of the chaos to escape at any time.

But now, fortunately, these righteous people seem to have known about their assassination plan, and they directly came to a counter-annihilation plan, laid a net, and waited for them to go deep and strangled together.

The eight men in black were completely anxious, although there were more than forty Green Zombie Kings on their side, the strength of these zombies was not strong. Facing those righteous path disciples who are now surrounded by groups, there are at least a few hundred people, all of them exuding killing intent, their eyes are as hot as fire, and they seem to not kill them all, and they will not give up. This frightened the eight men in black, and it felt like something was wrong tonight.

How could a good assassination plan be made like this?

"What should we do, what should we do now, who betrayed us!" The Manichaean steward panicked, and the discoloration under the mask was full of fear, and he did not have the pride he had before.

"If you find out who revealed the news of tonight's assassination, Lao Tzu will break his body into pieces!" A steward of the Demon Sect was furious.

The steward of the White Lotus Sect was silent, frowning deeply, his face was also very ugly, he now wondered what was going on tonight, why did those righteous sects know the news of his assassination, who was it? However, this is not a question of who is who they are arguing about.

On the north side of the square, more than a dozen middle-aged people wearing different costumes arrived, and the leader was Wang Zuxian, the head of Maoshan.

He looked majestic. The eyes are like torches, blooming with divine light. He calmly glanced at the many Green Zombie Kings and the eight men in black in the encirclement, and nodded. He did not speak.

His tall body, standing in it, released the terrifying aura that shocked all the people present, and none of the eight black-clothed people could speak.

At this time, their hearts trembled, and the terrifying strong man's coercion was like a boulder, suppressing their hearts, and they didn't dare to let go of the atmosphere, so they could only look at the head of Maoshan with fear. My heart has been cold for half a year, and I know that tonight will not escape.

At this time, Tiandao stepped forward, his slightly chubby face was smiling, squinting at the eight stewards of the cult, and said with a big laugh; "Haha, you cult villains, you never thought you would fall into such a fate!"

"You, how the hell did you know about our plan?" The Manichaean steward was furious, and he wanted to know who the person who had revealed the news was.

But will they tell him? The fool only told him, let alone the way of heaven.

"Hey, you want to know? Don't be delusional, you should think about whether to kneel down and surrender, or we will kill you and surrender! Tian Dao looked at them with a thick smile on his face, showing a playful smile.

The stewards and elders of the other sects also sneered, all with angry eyes, as if they were watching a play. Looking at the eight black-clothed people in the encirclement, he smiled playfully, and now the overall situation has been decided. If these cult evildoers dare to resist, they will naturally be suppressed.

"We can't surrender, if we are captured, we have no way to live!" The Demon Cultist said.

"However, there are so many of them, and there is Wang Zuxian in charge, we can't kill them at all! It's still a dead end! The Manichaean steward said fearfully.

"Mud horse, what should I do? Are you really telling us to surrender? Who are we? The gods believe in the Great Religion, how can they be willing to be prisoners under the ranks! If you Manichaeans are afraid of death, surrender! White Lotus Steward, what do you mean? ”

The Demon Sect steward was angry, unwilling, and desperate, and now the situation, he is willing to die in battle.

The steward of the White Lotus Sect was also angry and very unwilling, and agreed with his other steward that they would kill him, no matter how small the chance was, they would also have hope.

"Demon Sect Steward, let's kill it together!" The White Lotus Sect Steward said, very hard.

"It is worthy of being a member of the White Lotus Sect, you and I will kill the two sects together, there will definitely be a life, hum, you Manichaean sect are willing to surrender!" The Demon Sect steward sneered and snorted coldly.

This made the three Manichaean stewards unable to hold their faces, and they were all ruthless, and said stiffly: "Made, death will die, fight!" ”

"That's great, let's kill it together!" At this time, everyone spoke in unison and began to open the posture, as if they were going to fight hard.

"What a group of cult villains who regard death as home, if this is the case, then there is nothing to say!" Tiandao laughed, then turned his head to look at the head Wang Zuxian, waiting for his order.

Wang Zuxian nodded, majestic and tough, and said to the stewards of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain and the great elders of the corpse chasing faction on the left and right, as well as the stewards of the other martial arts sects, "Elders in charge, what do you think?" ”

Elder Ling Feng of Wudang Mountain said with a smile: "Hehe, if these cults don't surrender, there is nothing to be polite about, my Wudang sect is willing to obey the will of the head of the king!" ”

"Well, that's what we mean, if you don't surrender, you'll die, these cults, none of them are things!" The steward of a sect said angrily.

"Yes, these evil disciples, all of them are god-killing and diseased beasts, killing one less is also just propagating our statement that the righteous way calls on the people!" The steward of the dragon and tiger said.

"The Demon Slaying Conference is to carry forward the power of our righteous path in the world, these cults will not be extinguished for a day, and the common people will be in the heat for a day, and they will be restless for a day, and it is just right for the next generation of young disciples to study and study hard, if you control the evil and do good!" The Great Elder of the Tianshan Mountains stroked his white beard and smiled.

Everyone nodded when they listened, and they all agreed to let Wang Zuxian, the head of Maoshan, make a decision.

"Actually, all of you agree to exterminate these villains, well, capture them alive first, as for these Green Zombie Kings, suppress them, and keep them is a scourge!" Wang Zuxian said, his majesty trembled, shocking the hearts of some ordinary disciples.

And Chu Nan Long Kui and Wang Linlin, as well as some demonic geniuses of various sects, they all looked proud, with sneers, and squinted at the forty Green Zombie Kings and the eight cult stewards who were surrounded by them.

They are all demonic geniuses who are held in the hands of the sect, and their strength, such as Chu Nan and Long Kui, has reached the fifth level of Dao Xuan, which is even stronger than some elders in the sect, and naturally they are not afraid of these green zombie kings.

"Kill!"

"Roar!"

The eight black-clothed men in the encirclement were the first to attack, and with the roar of the Green Zombie King similar to a beast, they instantly pounced on the disciples of the Righteous Path Sect surrounded by them.

Bang bang!

Suddenly, the killing qi boiled, the sword rain was raging, sparks splashed everywhere, and all kinds of invisible spiritual power exploded, with gorgeous sword rain and swords, whirring and roaring in the wind.

Those brutal Green Zombie Kings erupted with terrifying corpse qi, covering the sky and the moon, and rolling over the entire battlefield.

"Open!"

Suddenly, a pure yang qi erupted, like the sun, blooming with crimson divine light, tearing apart the monstrous corpse qi in the sky, like the dawn of the sky, and the ashes were annihilated. A piece of enlightenment.

The young demon geniuses erupted, all of them were like dragons and phoenixes, bursting out with terrifying spiritual power, blooming one after another with a flourishing aura, shining on the sky of the entire Changbai Village.

The scattered cultivators who shook the mountains on all sides were stunned, looking at the gorgeous, dreamy scenes that they had only seen in fantasy TV under the mountain, all of them were stunned, and they couldn't extricate themselves for a long time, and they even blocked their breathing. I was scared and excited.

Moreover, some of the cultivators even volunteered to run down the mountain with their swords and fight with those Green Zombie Kings, but unfortunately, there were so many sect disciples that it was not their turn at all.

The disciples of the younger generation of these sects, all of whom were under the protection of their elders at this moment, completely regarded this battle as a kind of experience, and they were all excited as if they saw beautiful women undressing and dancing, the sound of screaming and killing was deafening, and the spiritual power that erupted was earth-shattering.

Especially the corpse faction, for the suppression of zombies, they are all professionals, the iron swords in their hands are flying, blooming one by one swords, showing off gorgeously, one by one the corpse suppression charms seem to be shot out without money, suppressing the green zombie king, very fierce, terrifying strength, the scene is shocking and shocking.

Wang Buji stood in the woods on the hillside, his eyes were like torches, he was holding his arms, his face was calm, and under the light of the bonfire, he saw that his eyes bloomed like red fire.

Quietly looking at the foot of the mountain, the dazzling and dreamy battle scene made his heart surging and passionate, which made him want to join in.

But he couldn't go, although he wanted to go, when he was still concerned about Chen Xiaoyu's safety, he naturally didn't go. There's no need to go.

"My mother, this is too spectacular, it's really a big sect, all of them are demon geniuses, not comparable to mortals, spray, when will I be able to join a sect!"

Obviously, this time Zhou Xiaoxiong came to participate in the Demon Slaying Conference, with the aim of being able to join a sect.

As long as you are extremely talented, you are not afraid of not having a bright day, rolling resources, and the sect will praise you as if you are arrogant in cultivating you, and protect the inheritance of the next generation of the sect.

This is also the reason why those great sects sent stewards and elders to come to select the disciples of the sect, although the great sect says Niu B, you also have to have Niu B's disciples, in order to stand and survive in the major competing sects.

No matter how decent and harmonious these great religions are, when they are in the dark, they are also fighting to the death, no matter where they are, where there are people, there is competition.

Wang Buer smiled, disapproving, he was free in his heart, obeyed the words of his master, or was free to be a free wild man, why join those sects and great sects, all kinds of competition and ghost schemes, tired can exhaust people.

Suddenly, "Well! ”

Wang Buer's eyes were shocked, and he turned around, only to see a black young man standing in the distance ten meters away behind him.

The pair of pupils that emitted blood red, like the qi of a bloody sword, were injected into Wang Buer's eyes, and the strong killing intent made Wang Buji awe-inspiring, and his heart was amazed, and he didn't know what the young man he had seen before meant.

Powerful coercion swept in, and this blood-haired shawl young man was carrying a blood-colored long sword, and his eyes were bloody and bewitching, like a ghost. is stepping towards Wang Bu'er step by step, stepping on the shock, stepping forward.

"It's so strong, what does he mean by that?"