No one asked about the grievances between Zen Buddhism and Ouyang Xueqing.

Nor did anyone retreat.

These grandmasters and powerhouses of the major families who have already reached the end of the strong crossbow have raised the only remaining trace of soul yuan to the extreme, and their mouths are full of laughter, how can they have the slightest fear.

Martial arts cultivation is, in the final analysis, for immortality.

But in the past few days, the treasure hunting team members have experienced more than one life and death test, and they are also used to seeing the tragedy of their companions who were alive and well one second and the next second, and they have become numb to death.

Everyone knows it in their hearts.

The relationship between Ouyang Xueqing and Mo Lin is extraordinary, and their lives were saved by Mo Lin.

Whether it was the siege of Lei Huo five days ago, or the siege of the 200,000 army of the Great Prince, if it weren't for Merlin, they wouldn't have survived until now.

Now Merlin is seriously injured and unconscious, for what? Not because of them.

In the minds of the treasure hunters, Merlin would have had an easy time escaping.

Even without using any teleportation weapons, he could easily break through with only his golden wings.

As for the barbarian warriors and black elves of the Sword God Legion, with that group of battle chickens hidden in the clouds, who dares to say that they have no chance of getting out of trouble?

At this time, if you run away from the battle, it will be unkind and unjust.

Although some people have long been eaten by dogs for the sake of profit, at this moment, the human conscience that they had to extinguish for the benefit of the family in the past few decades has been reawakened, and Ouyang Xueqing is firmly blocked behind them.

Death, no one is not afraid.

But sometimes, some things are really more important than death.

Ouyang Xueqing has lived in the Absolute Sect for a long time, and has rarely had contact with the outside world except for cultivation, although it is a little incomprehensible to everyone's courage to know that they are invincible but are not afraid of death, but they are still moved.

She didn't say anything more, and set her eyes on the other side.

......

The conversation between the two martial masters from Zen Buddhism has ended.

Seeing that none of the treasure hunters, who were as fragile as ants in their eyes, retreated, a flash of pity flashed in their eyes at the same time.

The strong man of the Martial King faced the Martial Sect at the end of a group of strong crossbows, that is, one-sided crushing and slaughter.

The first to do it was the silver cicada.

I didn't see what body technique he used, and he didn't feel the fluctuations of the vitality of the heaven and earth around him, this Earth Evil Realm powerhouse from the Eight Desolations Zen Sect, who had participated in the Joy Zen Sect since he was a child, instantly appeared in front of a fifth-level martial sect and slapped his palm lightly.

Without any breath fluctuations, this fully guarded Martial Extreme Realm Grandmaster flew out upside down before he even had time to react, and as soon as his feet left the ground, a dense cracking sound came from his body, and he flew out more than a hundred meters and hit a half-collapsed palace wall before falling softly to the ground.

The speed of the silver cicada was extremely fast, and after killing the fifth-level grandmaster with one palm, the second palm slapped out again.

There are no surprises.

The second-level fourth-level grandmaster who was slapped away didn't see the shadow of the silver cicada at all, so he closed his eyes permanently.

This is the gap in cultivation.

Before the strong martial king and the martial sect, the difference between the realm and the strength was like mud.

After more than two months of treasure hunting, there are three major zombie mutant beasts

The surviving treasure hunt team members in the siege of the sect and the royal army are all the strongest of the strong, even if the cultivation strength is uneven, but the combat experience and adaptability are well-deserved among the elite, but in the face of the simple and direct palm of the silver cicada, let alone resist and fight back, they don't even have time to react before they die on the spot.

In front of the Martial King powerhouse, the Martial Sect master was completely vulnerable.

It's like a child who can just walk in the face of a strong adult man, what can he do but be slaughtered?

Compared with the silence of the silver cicada, the golden cicada's shot was much more violent and violent.

He took off the gilded iron rod that he was carrying behind him, jumped to the other side of the bank after the silver cicada, and smashed it at a teacher from the Aeolian Academy.

This stick is like wind and thunder, and the wind is fierce, and the shadow of thousands of heavy sticks is like a mountain falling from the sky.

This Fengshen Academy teacher, who has a sixth-level martial arts cultivation, has already raised the soul element to the extreme, and when he saw the vajra stick that fell on his head, he roared, and a dark shield appeared above his head out of thin air, it was his martial soul, and at the same time, the two knives in his hands crossed to meet him, and the Xuan-level high-grade defense technique "White Aries Hanging Horns", which had been cultivated to the Great Perfection, instantly ran to its peak, ready to take the blow of the golden cicada.

Rumble!

The vajra stick smashed on the martial soul shield, blasting it away without resistance, and then landed on the teacher's double blade.

Click!

The twin knives of the mid-grade spirit weapon quality shattered in response, and the Xuan-level high-grade exercises of the Great Perfection Realm failed to stop the golden cicada in the slightest, and the teacher was smashed into a pile of meat sauce in an instant, and the flesh and blood were splashed, which was unbearable.

The golden cicada's expression remained unchanged, and there was even a trace of evil smile on the corner of his mouth, it seemed that what was killed by this stick was not a person at all, but a humble reptile, in the eyes of the powerhouse of the Earth Hell Realm, under the martial king, what is the difference between it and the reptile?

This academy teacher did not die in vain, he used his life to buy time for his companion to shoot, and the two sword lights, one left and one right, silently slashed towards the double ribs of the golden cicada, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

Sparks splash.

The crisp sound of two metal colliding echoed through the four fields under the shocked gaze of the two academy teachers who had sneaked up.

The two swords containing all the cultivation of the sixth-level martial arts sect slashed at the golden cicada, not only did they not hurt him in the slightest, but they were bounced up by an invisible force without even touching the golden robe, and then, the stick shadow swept, and the two of them were swept out by the vajra stick before they even had time to dodge, and they were never able to get up after landing.

Here, the golden cicada stick swept all directions, and none of those who were hit by his vajra stick survived, either the bones were broken, the tendons were broken, and the brains were bursting, or the broken bones were smashed into pulp.

The speed of killing people over there is not slower than him, a pair of fleshy palms are elusive, and the body is even faster and amazing, and every palm hit has a person who is shattered in the heart and internal organs, and he left this world forever before he even had time to scream.

This is not a level of battle at all.

It was a completely one-sided massacre.

Seeing that more than a dozen grandmasters were scattered in the blink of an eye, Ouyang Xueqing's cold face was covered with a layer of frost, and the cultivation of the tenth-level martial sect bloomed violently, and three hundred sword dragons broke out of their bodies and met the palms of the silver cicada.

As soon as Ouyang Xueqing made a move, Huang Tiejia and the others were not idle, they all raised their cultivation to the extreme and pounced on the golden cicada.

The surrounding air instantly dropped to the freezing point, and the wind and snow between the heavens and the earth were fierce, and the crystal ice sword turned into a long dragon and slashed towards the silver cicada.

"Loveless girl, show your true body, let this Zen master defeat you as soon as possible, and participate in the Joy Zen, you haven't even formed a golden pill, how can you be my opponent?"