The two brothers had already beaten each other dozens of times, and had already drunk more than a dozen jars of spirits, and they were so proud that they began to roar at the top of their throats. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Haha! Brother, have you ever been to the Splendid Garden? That really made my eyes pop out! A beautiful girl with a large field of white flowers! That is really more dazzling than the reflection of heavy snow! Haha! Even if I let my old brother roll in it for a hundred years, it will feel as short as a night!"

"Brother, have you seen it? Brother, I specially grabbed Yan Guo Shiyan! Delicate yo, I'm afraid that I will bend my waist when I touch it! All of them can be called -- how do you say that word -- what kind of fragrance ...... country?"

"The country is beautiful and fragrant!"

"Yes, yes, yes, and the word, I feel more vivid!"

"Yo he, the kid hasn't seen him for a few days and has become crepe, what words can he come up with!

"Woe to the country and the people!"

"Hahahaha......"

"Let's go, big brother, we'll be five of us tonight, and we'll be happy until dawn!"

The two brothers were so drunk that they supported each other and squeezed through the crowd. The wine that was snatched up was not an ordinary brewed wine, it was a wine made from countless kinds of spiritual fruits and elixirs, which could really make cultivators drunk, but it was also very beneficial to cultivation.

Syllable!

"Who? Who the hell hit Lao Tzu on the head?" the elder brother pushed at the people around him, thinking that someone had hit him on the head. The younger brother also helped the elder brother punch and kick around, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the stones on the ground, and asked with a little confusion: "Where did the stones come from?"

Smack!

The elder brother and the younger brother looked up at the same time and saw a light rain of stones falling.

"Where the hell did you get the pebbles?"

A light rain of stones fell into the wine bowl, splashed the waves, and mixed with the barbecue, almost knocking someone's teeth down and knocking them out......

The shouts and curses were continuous, and everyone looked up at the sky in unison.

Silence emerged out of nowhere, spreading like the sea, covering everyone's heads in an instant.

The sporadic rain of stones began to grow larger and faster, hitting people in the face and causing pain, but no one cared, they just raised their heads and looked up at the sky in distraction.

Although the wind and snow are all over the sky, it has not reached the point of covering the sky. Now there was a blackness, gathered from all sides, casting darkness down. The speed of the spread is too fast, looking at the posture, two or three breaths can complete the gathering, as if the curtain has been pulled from all sides, and this place has become a prison.

The steep cliffs around it were rapidly rising and converging together, forming a thick cloud of rocks, and in the process of running, the small stones that collided fell down, which attracted everyone's attention.

It didn't take much time to wake up from the drunkenness, and most people immediately understood what was going on.

There is no doubt that this is the posture of a large array in action.

After only a month of indulgence, the person who licks the blood on the knife all day long has lost the vigilance he should have. They didn't even throw away the wine and meat in their hands now, didn't kick the beauty in their arms, and their eyes gradually filled with contempt.

"Yo he, who is this person who is blocking the road at the door of grandpa's house?"

"The monks of the Eastern Immortal Domain are just a group of wine bags and rice bags, not to have been beaten into cowards by us, their own women have been robbed, and they can't even let out a fart!"

"Haha, that's it, a bunch of cowards! As long as they still have a way to live, where are they willing to fight for their lives? This goes deep into the inferior nature of the bones, how can they deserve to have such fertile soil?"

"Apart from relying on these big arrays and spiritual weapons, what else do they have? If they fight head-on, they will be considered a hair! Lao Tzu alone can overturn ten Xuan Realms!"

"Haha! What kind of Sword Gate's Sect Protector Array last time, it wasn't that Lao Tzu cut it with two swords! This kind of thing, I'm embarrassed to take it out and be embarrassed?"

Along the way, there were not a few attacks and killings, but they were all hot-blooded young people with low cultivation. In the eyes of the wastelanders, even if someone takes revenge, it is only insignificant. The people of the Eastern Immortal Domain have no blood, let alone ruthlessness, how can they have the courage to take revenge?

Of course, some people don't care, and some people take it seriously.

"Spread out!

"Spread out!"

"Scatter backwards!"

Due to the unique temperament of the wasteland people, they can't see anyone flying over their heads, so even if someone wants to get out, they need to squeeze out desperately, if they fly into the sky, they will definitely be cut off by a knife that comes out of nowhere, even if it is a big leader, they dare not become the target of public criticism.

The crowding allowed the conflict to erupt and make the place even more chaotic.

The chaos had kept the crowd completely glued together, and there was no way to squeeze it out. One of the leaders suddenly drew his sword, his eyes widened in anger, and he shouted, "Kill it!"

However, there are very few people who obey, and even if they recognize the status of the great chief, they will not really draw their swords against their own people. It's just a big array, is it so solemn?

Most of the people shouted and cursed the juniors above their heads as if nothing had happened, and the small half rushed out with their desperation, and the conflict became more and more intense, and in some places there were even rivers of blood.

More than 100,000 people crowded at this pass, and it suddenly became a mess. It's like a maelstrom in the sea, and the power of the individual is beyond control. The shortcomings of the wasteland people were exposed at this time.

Suddenly, the peaks in the sky completed their convergence, the darkness was completely suppressed, and the stone rain was also paused!

Immediately after, a roaring sound came.

Although these wasteland people were shouting and scolding below, the spiritual power around them had already been used to the extreme, and they were already ready to fight.

The people of the Eastern Immortal Domain are just one or two people with backbone, no matter how strong they are, they will not become a climate. In front of the 100,000 wasteland people, even the equivalent of the 200,000 Eastern Immortal Domain cultivators would win. What's more, in this broken pass, the aura is extremely violent, and it is not a perennial residence, and how many people can bear it?

"Cubs! There are eyeless cowards coming to entertain us! Rush up and see which cowards it is! Lao Tzu likes to see those well-dressed and fairy-like people who are scared and pee!"

"Fuck me!"

"Rush!"

Most of the wasteland people rose into the air at the same time, pulled out the spiritual weapon on their waists, and roared upwards to kill. A small number of wastelanders, having obtained the gap, immediately rushed towards the pass.

Slaves and spirit beasts roared all over the place, and items such as baggage and tents all flew up one after another, and they were all in shambles.

The darkness is suddenly pressing to the bottom!

Rain of deranged stones!

These seemingly fragile stones, after having enough speed to break through the Mysterious Spirit Weapon, easily pierced through the bodies of the wastelanders!

The laughing wasteland man suddenly condensed his smile on his face, and before he could realize what was going on, he died completely!

The sound of bones shattering, followed by the sound of chopping meat.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly turned into the sound of thousands of knives chopping flesh, splashing blood, slicing muscles, cutting bones, and turning living people into a puddle of bloody and viscous substance.

Tianluo God Fall!

If there is no scream, death is instantaneous!

Those great commanders at the peak of the whole realm were also suddenly hit by countless taboos on their bodies, and in the end, before half of their strength was exerted, they were pierced by stones.

In the darkness, countless shadows were moving rapidly, unleashing all kinds of deadly killing moves, and some even pounced directly on them, and died with the mighty wastelanders.

Rumble!

In just a moment, all the towering mountains around me fell in the form of stones!

It's too dense, it's denser than the Tianhe River bursting its banks!

At the narrow juncture, it rose a hundred feet in an instant, and the stones buried everything underneath.

The bright red color seeps through the cracks in the stone.

The army of 100,000 wastelanders was buried under a divine array in an instant!

It's just a matter of seconds!

The people who had just rushed out of the pass suddenly looked back and saw the stones that had filled the pass, and their hearts were shocked, and they couldn't believe it at all, but when they turned their heads, they had undergone earth-shaking changes.

"How so?"

"Is it all buried inside?"

"Isn't there even a single one left alive?"

It was as if a huge stone had been stuffed into their throats, and they could only open their mouths in a daze, unable to utter a syllable at all. They looked at the nearby rocky mountains and looked back at their brushes with death.

At the moment of life and death, he listened to his instincts, made the right choice, and saved his life and the life of his tribe in a seemingly spineless way of escaping, and the leaders of several tribes were full of joy and pride in their hearts.

However, people's joy disappeared in an instant.

The other party has already designed to kill the wastelanders here, how can they let go of so many fish that have slipped through the net?

The leader of the wastelands recognized this at once, but there was no fear in his heart. If it were a head-on battle, how could the monks of the Eastern Immortal Domain be their opponents? They relied on nothing more than intrigue and trickery.

"Cubs, draw your sword! Fuck it, fuck it!" the leader roared, and the amazing spiritual pressure burst out, instantly waking up the people who were in shock.

A black blade eerily appeared from behind the wastelander, and the blade flashed, and the corpse separated.

The black line suddenly appeared, and the long knives in his hands fell together, as if nearly a thousand wind wheels were spinning, and most of the wastelanders were killed with just one look.

"it!" the Wasteland Warlord spun around, but was quickly drowned in black.

Even if the individual strength of the black shadow is not as good as the leader, but the three of them are a clan, and they cooperate very carefully, alternating battles, often three or four groups surround one person, and it takes a short time to kill the other party.

The time of the battle was too short to be imagined.

The Black Shadow quickly flew up the cliff made of the Black Stones, looking for the surviving wastelanders and making up for the deadly slash.

From the roar of the battlefield to the silence of death, but only in a moment. This great contrast is enough to make anyone in a deep shock.