And with the help of Chen Qing'er's weird three-flower pupil on the other side, the eight people beside her also followed the attack, and every time they would take away a large number of demon cultivators' lives. Among them, Sun Yifan, who was dressed in white, had a cold face, extremely cold in his left hand, and a Xuan Ice Ring in his right hand. When his left hand slapped to the ground, the "Frozen Thousand Miles" technique was triggered instantly, and immediately froze the whole body of dozens of demon cultivators, and then sharp ice spikes were born from the frozen ground, instantly piercing the right chest of those demon cultivators. Even if he didn't die, the moment the Xuan Ice Ring in his right hand was thrown, he was cut in half with a "rub" sound, turned into crystal ice crystals, and fell to the ground.

Leng Yue was holding a long sword like a transparent one, and every time he swung it, a sword light like a wave of water appeared, hitting those demon cultivators, not penetrating them, but as if there was a gravity of hundreds of thousands of catties, it instantly made them spurt blood wildly, collapsed to the ground, and died with a whimper!

Yan Mu'er held a clear fan in her hand, and every time she fanned it, tens of thousands of sharp wind blades appeared, and wherever she passed, it was minced meat.

Kun Yizhou, his hands were sealed, and a blue light formation was formed in front of him, and a murderous killing sword shot out of it, and everywhere he went, not a single inch of grass was grown, and the ground would be drawn out of a deep ravine.

Lan Feng held a blue halberd, constantly rushing into those demon cultivators, the tricks and spells were the same as his father Lan Xuan's rank, although the power was not as good as Sun Yifan's, but it was also very amazing, but because he was in close combat, he was also the one who was the most injured, and large and small wounds could be seen everywhere, which could be said to be desperate for his life.

Compared to them, Qingyan and Dao Yixuan's own combat power is a little behind, but because they have a lot of treasures, they have also killed a lot of demon cultivators.

But there is also a strange young monk, cultivated for the great consummation of the Jindan period, he is holding a blood-colored long sword, the moves and power are very outstanding, where he passes, a head flies up instantly, even if he is hit by someone, but he seems to be unaware, still has a wooden face, and the blood stained on his blood-red long sword, it seems to make the power of the sword even more amazing, even some of the early Yuan Infant demon cultivators do not dare to confront it head-on, for fear of being hit by that sword.

Although they all had Zhao Shanshan's Danxiangyan recovering from his injuries, Zhao Shanshan was also overwhelmed by the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Jindan Period, and over time, he was already sweating profusely, as if he was about to reach the limit.

And those demon cultivators are also very crazy, as long as someone in front falls, the people in the back will be the first to replenish it. As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, no matter how amazing Sun Yifan's strength is, no matter how amazing the strength of the ten of them is, they can't compete with this seemingly endless demon cultivator.

Over time, all ten of them were already shouting, and even showed tiredness, if nothing else, they could only be besieged and died.

And although the gold ingots want to help, they are restrained by others. It's just fighting across the ranks, and if you make a slight mistake, you can't even save your own life, let alone help others.

And Fu Meng also appeared to be defeated at this time, not because he was defeated by the three demon cultivators of the same level, but because of the huge consumption of his own Yuan Spirit power, and he could not be replenished in time, after a long time, he was naturally going to lose.

When the three demon cultivators saw the rune like this, they couldn't help but show a sneer on their faces, and one of them even shouted with a wild laugh: "I didn't expect it, today's situation, our four cities have been preparing for a long time, since you have entered the urn, there is only one way to die!"

When Fu Meng heard this, his brows furrowed tightly, and it was useless to say more, and then he carved out a series of runes with the dust in his hand, combined with the runes on his heavenly rune robe, and fought with the three of them again.

Even if the twelve people reached this point, none of them flinched, as if they were dead, and they had to pull on the back of a lot of demon cultivators.

The battle between them seemed like a long time, but in fact, it was only twenty breaths before the wooden clone entered here.

The reason why the wooden clone didn't make a move before was to find a good time, after all, he was making a move as a Taoist in Tsing Yi, if it was too urgent, I was afraid it would make people suspicious.

At this time, seeing that everyone was defeated, the wooden clone no longer waited, and instantly raised the Donglai Pearl, and conjured up a spatial vortex with a width of 100 zhang above the city.

As soon as this spatial vortex appeared, everyone in the city was shocked in an instant, and the next moment, a very terrifying demonic aura emanated from it, and then I saw Wan Hei holding a black wolf tooth giant stick, flying out of it, and shouting to everyone on the ground: "Your grandfather Wan Hei King is here, wait for death!"

As soon as these words came out, the roar of demon beasts like a stormy wave came out from the spatial vortex behind him, and then the dense demon beasts flew out with Wan Hei, fell to the ground, and frantically tore towards those demon cultivators.

Watching these amazing demon beasts fly down, Sun Yifan and the others were already dead, but the next moment, they found that some of those demon beasts protected them in it, and the rest all bit at those demon cultivators.

Listening to the screams that kept coming from the surroundings, Sun Yifan and the others were stunned in place.

And the moment Wan Hei appeared, he first raised the wolf tooth giant stick in his hand, and suddenly swung a stick at the demon cultivator opposite the gold ingot, this stick hit completely Wan Hei's physical strength, and did not add half of his demon power.

But even so, it made the demon cultivator who was comparable to the early stage of the out-of-body unable to dodge, and he didn't even let out a scream, and his entire body was smashed into meat sauce in an instant, and then a black primordial infant flew out of the meat sauce in an instant, but before he could fly out a few steps, he was grabbed by Wan Hei in his hand, swallowed it and chewed it.

For this reason, Wan Hei smiled very reminiscingly, and then flew to the battle circle of Fu Meng's four people, waved the wolf tooth giant stick, and fought with Fu Meng together, and fought with the three demon cultivators.

The amazing scene just now also made Jin Yuan Bao stunned instantly, and he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle. And the next moment, he woke up in an instant, raised his right hand and ran the Yuntian Meteorite, turning into a huge meteorite and smashing it towards the demon cultivator on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the gold ingots looked at the high sky, because the wooden clone had already revealed the figures of himself and Ye Feng, so the gold ingots found it at the first moment.

Seeing the gold ingots looking at him, the wooden clone nodded to him slightly. Fly up on its own, suspended in mid-air. And Ye Feng suddenly waved his wings, and instantly fell to the ground, biting and devouring those demon cultivators with those demon beasts.

Therefore, for the demon cultivators, at this time, they were like they were in hell on earth, no matter how crazy they were before, they were full of fear at this moment, but fear could not save their lives, and they all died in the mouth of the demon beast in the end.

Maybe these demon cultivators are innocent, and they are all under the orders of those holy commanders, but in the face of war, there is no right or wrong, only life and death, and if you want to blame, you can only blame them for choosing the wrong camp.