Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the day has passed.

And in just one day, many quasi-saint cultivators gathered here, looking at so many quasi-saints, Xiao Yueyi, who was hidden in one space, was really surprised.

Originally, Xiao Yueyi thought that those five quasi-saints were the most powerful people who came this time.

But who knows, the number of quasi-saint cultivators 66 has come no less than two hundred.

"Four quasi-saint peaks, thirty quasi-saint late stage, it seems that this strange treasure that is about to be born has attracted a lot of people."

Xiao Yueyi looked at the already surrounded hillside with interest, and a hint of an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

……

"Crazy Knife, I didn't expect you to come to this kind of place, I thought you wouldn't come this time?"

Just as Xiao Yueyi was observing those quasi-holy ghost cultivators, suddenly, a man with a strong sword aura flying over slowly flew over with a flying sword.

And the moment the voice came out, someone else had already appeared on the hillside.

"Sword King, your strength seems to have broken through again, why, when you see me here, are you not willing to be lonely and come to join in the fun?"

The ghost cultivator named Crazy Knife looked at the Sword King solemnly, and couldn't help but laugh in his mouth.

Hearing the words of the mad sword, the sword king crawled lazily on his sword, and then said lazily: "Why, you can come, can't I come?" ”

After the Sword King finished speaking casually, his gaze turned to the rest of the ghost cultivators.

"It seems that there are a lot of people coming, but there are so many people coming, how many people will be left to go back by then?"

The Sword King said casually, and everyone present fell silent.

Of course, these people do not include any quasi-saint peaks and some ghost cultivators who think they are powerful quasi-saint late-stage cultivators.

Seeing that the effect of his words was so powerful, the Sword King's mouth opened again: "Little guys, I advise you to leave consciously, this time the strange treasure is not something you can weave and dye, so you should be honest and get out, otherwise at that time, I will not show mercy." ”

The Sword King said this, and the strength of the quasi-saint peak instantly exploded towards everyone present.

Feeling the strength of the Dao Sword King, and what he just said, those ghost cultivators who were originally not firm in their hearts turned around and left directly, but the unwillingness in their eyes could be seen by anyone, but the Sword King had already said something like that, so for a while, the ghost cultivators in the early stage of the quasi-saint sat directly for more than half of them.

And the rest of them are either because they are subordinates of a quasi-saint late-stage ghost cultivator, or they want to fish in troubled waters.

In this way, after the 6 people left, in just half an hour, there were less than 100 ghost cultivators left.

Looking at the remaining ghost cultivators, the Sword King's eyes revealed obvious killing intent, and the corners of his mouth sneered.

"Hehe, it seems that there are still some disobedient little guys who want to fish in troubled waters, in this case, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless until the strange treasure is born."

The Sword King said this, and the sword under his feet had become ready to move.

Seeing the appearance of the Sword King, the mad knife on the side also sneered in his heart.

"This guy of the Sword King is still so domineering, but this time I don't know how many people he has offended."