He was relieved for a while, looked at the two with grim faces and chuckled: "Two puppets can stir up a bloody storm and a miasma in the mountain realm, and the person behind you who wants to manipulate you is obviously not low in the Demon Sect, right?"

Yang Zhao and Huang Kang's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the eyes that looked at Bai Lian changed immediately: "You kid...... Sure enough, I can't keep it!"

Brian took the wind chime from his waist, raised it and said, "Then let's die together, with so much innocent blood shedding, there is always a need for some evil souls to be sacrificed." ”

"Don't, little brother Si Chen, you cultivators are fighting, but we mortals are innocent!"

Suddenly, the group of mountain people who shrank in a circle opened their mouths excitedly when they saw this scene.

"Yes, what have we done wrong?!Will you do this to us?!I don't want to die!Please, be merciful, put down the bell. ”

"These two adults said that they will never hurt the innocent, and when the matter is over, they will let us go home!"

This group of people looked sad and angry, as if to say, you shouldn't be here to make trouble, if we die in the tide of corpses, it is your fault!

"Is it okay to have a good face? Who have we been blessed by for so many years, Lord Mountain God! Who saved us from the axe of that huge monster? It was Lin Gongzi and Si Chen! If it weren't for them, you would have died!

They have killed so many people, even Lin Gongzi's head has been cut off, is this still called not harming the innocent?

You and I are mortals, and it is already a nest to not be able to avenge them! Now you still want to seek the protection of these demons!

The speaker was the mountain girl who had admired Brian at the beginning, and although she was petite and weak, the determination to die in her eyes was far beyond the reach of most men in the world.

His brother also spat heavily: "Being a fellow villager with your group of people is the shame of Lao Tzu, why do you want others to sacrifice their lives in order to make a living?"

If it weren't for the sake of saving us, would Lin Gongzi have attracted that brute surnamed Wen? And you Qi Yang! Recognize the thief as his father, and let Lao Tzu stay away!"

"You brothers and sisters want to die, don't pull us along! If that madman puts down the wind chimes, we can all live, if we don't let go, then everyone will die together, my old mother still needs me to support, I don't want to die!"

"That's right! This is the dispute between their immortal cultivators! Why should we be mortals to bear it, the children in my family are only three years old, if they don't have a father, how can they live their mothers and sons!!"

The girl sneered repeatedly: "But you really have the face to say! Last year, Li Er, your mother almost froze to death at home in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, but you were drinking and having fun with people outside! And you Wang Dachun!"

Her eyes glared fiercely: "Every time you get angry and drunk outside, when are you not angry with your wife and children, they haven't had any colors on their faces all year round, in order to survive, you really don't even want your face!"

The argument is already in full swing and out of control, but there are very few people like the girl's brothers and sisters, and there are more people with angry faces and wantonly scolding Bailian.

Brian's face was unmoved, and he held the wind chime in his hand calmly, not to mention being affected by that side.

Different from Wen Yu's greedy and fearful character, Yang Zhao and Huang Kang were not at all at the mercy of the wind chimes, and each sneered and said, "This is your reliance?

The two looked at Brian mockingly, and at the same time raised their hands and squeezed them hard.

Under the terrifying gaze of Wen Yu and the others, the two wind chimes in Bailian's hands seemed to have been crushed by two forces, and several terrifying cracks appeared on their own.

Two crisp sounds, and the wind chimes shattered to the ground.

Brian looked down at the rope bell fluttering in the wind in his hand, his eyes were not very emotional, and his fingers were loosened lightly, and the rope bell was still swept away by the night wind.

The roaring corpse tide demon sea fell into an eerie silence for a moment.

Followed by...... The scenes got out of control for a while, and nothing could control them anymore.

The most primitive violence and madness erupted in an instant, one after another, and the beast roared like a terrifying wave, falling into people's ears, which could not help but make people feel cold all over the body.

The black pressure of a tide of corpses and demons bit each other while spreading towards the crowd like crazy.

Not to mention that those mortals in the mountains were almost frightened, even if they were sect cultivators, they were all terrified, as if they had seen the end of the world.

Wen Yu even sat on the ground, her face frightened: "No...... No!!I don't want to die! I haven't inherited the river of blood! I haven't won the title of the four seas! I haven't re-ascended Nanze Mountain! I don't want to die!"

Yang Zhao and Huang Kang sneered, and with a mention of their two cold big hands, they brought Wen Yu in front of them.

Facing the evil ghosts and demons that were tearing at them, the dark sword in his hand swept, and the black mang's sword qi tore a big mouth at the end of the body.

Wherever the sword qi passed, it was all scorched earth.

The aura of the two of them was extremely powerful and arrogant at this moment, faintly revealing the realm of the third realm of mortal dust.

The strength of the two puppets alone is so terrifying, it is hard to imagine how unfathomable the person behind him is.

Yang Zhao gently patted Wen Yu's cheek with his palm for a long time, and sneered: "What are you afraid of? Even though there are many demons and evil here, but with the two of us protecting you, are you afraid that you will not be able to give up your life?"

Feeling the powerful aura conveyed by the two of them, Wen Yu's miserable and frightened face looked a little better.

He swallowed with difficulty and said no more.

However, his young disciple Qi Yang in the crowd inherited the fine tradition of his master, and the sound of ghosts crying wolves was better than blue.

"Ahhh!!!!!!!!h

Wen Yu's face was ugly, and he thought that Lao Tzu himself was almost unable to keep it, where would he have the leisure to bring such a drag oil bottle like you.

There are countless mortals in the world, and there are thousands of people who want to worship him as a teacher, and you are missing alone!

Wen Yu has always been affectionate, so he naturally turned a deaf ear to his disciple's cry for help.

The knuckles of Bailian's palm holding the Qiushui Sword turned slightly white, but his emotions were not out of control like Wen Yu, even though his strength was not as good as Wen Yu, and he was alone and unprotected.

But he still didn't move, he guarded in front of Lin Yuan, took out the glass umbrella and urged the spiritual power to make the treasure umbrella open, and the volley shrouded above Lin Yuan's head.

The treasure umbrella, which was large enough to accommodate one and a half people, slanted out a ray of brilliance under the umbrella blade, enveloping Lin Yuan's figure in it.

The glass umbrella that can isolate the sunlight of the yang power can naturally withstand the attacks of this group of yin ghosts and demons.

I still remember that when he met the woman in red, her extremely strong sword strength was far stronger than Yang Zhao and Huang Kang.

But Rao is like this, the glass umbrella is still strong to protect Bailian.

Lin Yuan's face changed drastically in the aperture, and he looked up at Bai Lian and hurriedly said, "Si Chen, what are you doing!"

Brian's voice was not loud, but he was very resolute: "Protect you from harm!"