"You mean, the bloodthirsty monk will be here soon?" Mo Xue thought of what Lin Yi was referring to.

He was ambushed and attacked by the bloodthirsty monks, and then in turn was surrounded and killed by his own side, the signal for help will definitely attract their help, maybe because of himself, the other party may be out of the nest, Da Mo's princess, for the war is a little thorough.

"Thank you!"

Mo Xue flew back and immediately began to arrange, not far in front of this place, an ambush was set up to attack the bloodthirsty monks who came to help, and all of them were assigned the task of attacking the opponent.

And Lin Yi, under the interference of Ming Daozi, was assigned the task of guarding the safety of the Red Silk Fairy.

Sikong's premonition finally became a reality.

The first wave of attacks had already begun, and in less than ten breaths, dozens of bloodthirsty monks had died under the sneak attack of Dongzhou and the Drifting Snow Female Cultivators.

After that, it's time to fight to the death.

"A group of rabble, how dare they fight my bloodthirsty monks?" Sikong sneered, he didn't believe that bloodthirsty would be defeated.

The red-eyed Drifting Snow Female Cultivator shouted the slogan of avenging her sisters, and even fought to the death regardless of her life, and their hatred for bloodthirsty all broke out at this moment. Even in the face of an opponent whose cultivation is higher than herself, the Drifting Snow Female Cultivator actually went in a group of several people, and one of them hugged each other to the death, fighting for the opportunity to kill her companions......

"The Red Silk Fairy is looking at us, killing all these shameless things!"

The Dongzhou monks were also infected by the Drifting Snow Female Cultivator, and they were also crazy when they were able to show their faces in front of the Red Silk Fairy!

To Sikong's surprise, there were more bloodthirsty monks killed than the other party, and if they continued to fight, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Red Silk Fairy?

Sikong looked at the other party's leader coldly, a female cultivator of the Jiedan actually had such a calling power, and it was really a big trouble for this person not to get rid of it.

With a wave of his hand, the three primordial babies beside Sikong immediately flew away and went straight towards the Red Silk Fairy!

The three Yuanying monks beside Hong Aya also saw the other party's intentions, and immediately stood in front of Hong Aya and stopped the opponent.

The sky and the earth, the sky is full of sword light and shadows, under the flying sword, countless souls are reborn, at this moment, Mo Xue's heart trembled again.

"What is the difference between the Immortal Cultivation Realm and the Mortal Realm?" sighed lightly, and a teardrop fell to the ground.

"In this world, killing is everywhere, either killing or being killed, on this day, how can it be justified. Thinking of the past, Lin Yi also said casually.

"Can't you give them a place of peace?"

With his hands behind his back, Lin Yi didn't answer anymore, Mo Xue asked, he couldn't answer.

Sikong's eyes became red, every bloodthirsty monk was killed, he would not be heartbroken, but without them, how could his task be completed, and how could the family's dream of dominating the heavens be realized?

It seems that it's time for them to take a shot!

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a black thing appeared, Sikong lowered his head, and there were words in his mouth, and suddenly the black thing swelled rapidly......

"With my blood, respect my bloodthirsty ancestors, please help me fight!"

Sikong held the knife in his left hand, and slashed hard in his right hand, and a few drops of blood entered the black thing, and slowly, a behemoth appeared!

"Mahayana ghost cultivation!"

All the Yuanying monks stopped at the same time, looking at the ghost shadow that had been condensed, it turned out to be the legendary Mahayana ghost cultivator.

"Ghost slave, kill them!" Sikong shouted at the ghost cultivator.

The gusts of yin wind suddenly dispersed in all directions, and everyone, including the Yuanying Cultivator, felt the coldness.

After the ghost cultivator spit out a breath of cold air, his big hand slapped forward, and suddenly, more than a dozen Jiedan monks in front of him flew backwards for a hundred steps, spitting blood from their mouths and dying.

"Retreat!" Mo Xue shouted, then stepped forward and stood in front of the Mahayana Ghost Cultivator, while all the primordial babies in Dongzhou and Drifting Snow City appeared behind her at the same time. The others quickly flew away, the strength of this ghost cultivator was too terrifying, and they could only be sent to death if they stayed.

"Hmph, can you escape with your life?" Sikong sneered.

The ghost cultivator suddenly took a step forward and waved his palm again, he would not stop attacking without the master's order.

Mo Xue knew that except for her, no one could stop this ghost from cultivating a move and a half, but it was difficult to support it for a moment on her own.

"Get out of here!"

Mo Xue stepped forward again, and the red silk in his hand immediately staggered, forming a red ball in an instant, facing the palm power of the ghost cultivator!

This move, Mo Xueji ten handprints, after all, the other party is a Mahayana ghost cultivator, I don't know if I can stop her, but I don't block it, and the people behind me are not dead and injured.

When the red ball hit the palm force, a loud noise caused spatial fluctuations, including the bloodthirsty monk, nearly a hundred cultivators were overturned to the ground, the ghost cultivator took three steps back under the shock, and Mo Xue, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"How can you have Mahayana ability?"

Mo Xue's counterattack was incomprehensible, and under the head-on resistance, she actually made the Mahayana ghost cultivator take three steps back, how is this possible?

Mo Xue forcibly suppressed the tumbling qi and blood of the dantian, so that Jin Dan stabilized, at this moment, she still dared to speak, and the move just now had seriously injured her.

If that ghost cultivator made another move, Mo Xue could only fight with his life.

"If you can take my ghost servant again and not die, I will let you go alone. Obviously, he was scared, there must be big people behind the Red Silk Fairy, and now is not the time to offend those people.

"Why do you need a fairy to make a move, I'll pick you up!"

What a familiar voice, only he can move Mo Xue, no matter how strong his strength is, he will always appear at his most dangerous moment.

Under everyone's gaze, Lin Yi stood in front of the Red Silk Fairy, although this position was where most people wanted to go, this was the moment to capture the fairy's heart.

It's just that no one dares to go up, perhaps because they can't take another step.

It's just that what the cultivators didn't expect was why he wasn't injured?

"Look for death!" Sikong was furious, once upon a time, the monk of Jiedan also dared to be presumptuous in front of him.

Sikong's hand was raised high, and as long as it fell, the third blow of the Mahayana ghost cultivator would rush towards Lin Yi.

It's just that Sikong's hand can't be let go.

"Anyone who dares to hurt my eldest brother will die!"

In the distance, there was a terrible ape roar, and then a white light flashed, just like a white ape.

"It's you!"

Squeezing his eyes towards Lin Yi, the white ape came out with both palms, but it was Sikong who attacked.

For Mahayana ghost cultivation, the white ape chose to ignore it.

"Stop!"

It was another white light, but this time it was a flying sword, and under the sword light, it dissolved the white ape's palm.

All this happened in an instant, so that all people couldn't understand it!

Only Mo Xue and Ming Daozi knew that this white ape was the person who was going to be invited today, a ninth-order spirit ape from Dongzhou, comparable to a mid-Mahayana monk.

When everyone was still in a fog, two white-bearded old men appeared at the same time.

One stood beside the white ape, dressed in white, and the other stood in front of Sikong, dressed in gray.

"See the Holy Messenger!" Sikong bowed to the white-bearded old man in front of him.

What the?

He actually called himself a holy envoy, could this be the holy envoy of the Bloodthirsty Continent?

Although all the cultivators did not understand it for a while, they also reacted in the shortest possible time, this white-bearded man must be the most mysterious holy envoy.

The orders of the Holy Envoy are all from the hands of the Holy Envoy.

The ruler of the Celestial Pole Star has finally appeared!