Huang Ting's cultivation was unfathomable, and he could almost wipe out all the Terran monks hiding in the valley with one finger.

Such a strong man is actually a friend and foe, what could be more exciting?

At this time, everyone had the courage to look at Huang Ting, and his body exuded the same aura as them, the aura of a human monk.

The other party is indeed not a demon cultivator!

For many years, the Terran monks of the Western Wilderness Continent have been enslaved by demon cultivators, just because there is no strong man with a high level of cultivation to lead everyone out against demon cultivators.

After all, after the Terran cultivators cultivated to the Yuan Infant Realm, their lives were in danger, and they would be killed by the demon cultivators at any time, and no one would be able to cultivate to the Transformation God Realm at all.

Although there are also a very small number of Terran monks who hide in remote places where their spiritual energy is thin and cultivate, they have escaped the fate of being enslaved. However, they lacked cultivation resources, at most, they had only cultivated to the level of the Transformation Stage, and they had never been born into the existence of the Body Shaping Realm. They did not dare or have the ability to lead the Terran monks to rebel against the tyrannical rule of the demon cultivators.

The appearance of Huang Ting made these Terran monks even more excited than successfully escaping from the pursuit of demon cultivators. This means that the Terran monks of the Western Wilderness Continent finally have a powerful leader, and they are no longer a plate of loose sand without a backbone.

"I implore my predecessors to take action to save the Terran monks of my Western Wilderness Continent from the sea of suffering, and I will swear to the death!"

For a while, the more than twenty monks in the valley knelt down in unison.

Huang Ting flicked his sleeves, and everyone felt a powerful lifting force, allowing themselves to stand up again.

"My generation of monks only kneels to parents and masters. I, Huang Ting, are not qualified to let you bow down to me. The only one who can lead you out of the enslavement of demon cultivation is the master!"

The Terran monks in the valley looked stunned.

Isn't this an ethereal legend, and if there is a master who is willing to stand up for the Terran monks, why would everyone fall into such a situation?

Huang Ting waved his hand, and Tianhuazhou had already appeared in the air, and said at the same time: "I am here this time because I have come to save you and others on the order of the master. You enter this boat first, and follow me to the rescue of the other Terran monks. Then we'll go straight to the demon cultivator's sect and rescue the others!"

These young monks in the valley did not doubt Huang Ting. First of all, it is naturally because Huang Ting is also a Terran monk. Secondly, with Huang Ting's cultivation, it was easy to capture or kill them, and there was no need to use any other means at all.

Including Huang Ting, everyone entered the Tianhua Boat. The next moment, in the bright rainbow, Tianhuazhou had disappeared without a trace.

The Terran monks in this valley escaped from the Lieying Sect, and originally more than forty people fled together, but more than ten people were left behind on the way and disappeared.

What Huang Ting was looking for was another group of fugitive monks, who had escaped from the hands of the Jinyang Sect demon cultivators.

According to the confessions of Sha Peng and other demon cultivators, they had already hunted down some of the backward Terran monks halfway, killed them all on the spot, and recorded them with the image crystal ball so that they could return to their lives in the future.

At this time, there were less than twenty remnant slave cultivators who escaped from the Jinyang Sect.

The barren land of the Far West is vast, and it is not easy to find people. However, even in the Yellow Sand that isolated the Divine Sense, the Divine Sense was still able to reach out thousands of miles away, and coupled with the extraordinary flight speed of the Tianhua Boat, the search speed was extremely fast.

Six or seven hours later, Tianhuazhou suddenly stopped. Seven or eight thousand miles away from Tianhuazhou, two groups of people were fighting fiercely.

Precisely, it is one side that is carrying out a one-sided massacre against the other.

Dozens of demon cultivators surrounded the nine Terran monks, and beside these Terran monks, there were already seven or eight corpses of their companions with mutilated limbs.

The Jinyang Sect demon cultivator who came to the barren land of the extreme west to hunt down the fugitive Terran monks was not the only one Sha Peng, in fact, there were four other roads.

The one who intercepted these Terran monks in front of him was one of the demon cultivators. At the head is a five-layer powerhouse with a golden helmet and golden armor all over his body.

The highest cultivation of the Terran monks who escaped from the Jinyang Sect was only the realm of the third layer of the Yuan Infant, and they had already been cultivated by this Golden Helmet Demon and gave birth to the Yuan Infant. At this time, eight of the remaining nine people were beautiful female cultivators in the Yudan stage, and only one young male cultivator on the first floor of the Yuan Infant was still struggling desperately.

Being able to cultivate to the Yuanying realm at a young age with scarce resources, this young male cultivator's qualifications are indeed outstanding. He knew that he had no chance of being spared today, even if he was almost unable to move due to the suppression force field of the Golden Helmet Demon Cultivator, he was still burning his essence and blood and struggling frantically.

Even if he dies, he will also make the enemy pay a little price.

The reason why the other eight beautiful female cultivators were temporarily unharmed was because they were the furnace tripods predetermined by Mu Bao, the young sect leader of the Jinyang Sect, and these demon cultivators had to send people back to hand them over.

In addition, the other monks who escaped were all killed, and they only needed to record the execution scene with a video crystal ball.

The golden helmet demon cultivator didn't seem to want to kill the young male cultivator so easily, and after the imperial qi lifted the opponent's figure into the air, he stretched out his hand and swiped towards the opponent's right shoulder, and immediately an arc of light whistled and flew over.

This golden helmet demon cultivator planned to cut off all the limbs of this young male cultivator, torture the other party well, and then take away the Yuan Baby, resulting in the other party's life.

Although the young male cultivator had an unyielding expression, he still felt a little fear and despair in his heart when he thought of the tragic doom he was about to face.

I saw that the slashing arc was unstoppably slashed on the young male cultivator's shoulder. There was no blood, and no whole shoulder fell off.

The young male cultivator thought that this was a new trick of the Golden Helmet Demon Cultivator to humiliate himself, and stared at the other party angrily, only to realize that the Golden Helmet Demon Cultivator, who was still invincible just now, actually trembled violently.

If you want to humiliate yourself, there is no need for the other party to make such a mess of yourself.

At this time, the young male cultivator only felt that the terrifying pressure that had tightly bound him before had disappeared strangely.

Whatever happened, at least he could move now. If he can move, he will fight the enemy desperately.

In the next moment, the young male cultivator had already flown up and pounced, and between the pinching of his hands, a Yuan Infant Fireball had already been thrown towards the other party.

The golden helmet demon cultivator's body was still trembling wildly, and all kinds of armor on his body spread out in an instant, completely exposing his body in front of the Yuan Ying Fireball.

"Boom", the deflagrating flames instantly engulfed the Golden Helmet Demon Cultivator.

None of the remaining dozens of demon cultivators stepped forward to help. All of them trembled like golden helmet demon cultivators, and their faces were full of fear.

It was as if some invisible force had completely suppressed them, as if it were about to crush them.

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