Soon, when the leader either fled or was killed, the morale of the cultivators of the Purple Qi Hall and the Yellow Turban Mountain instantly dropped. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

They showed despair, some of them attacked frantically regardless of their injuries, fighting the bandits, and some fell to the ground with weak knees, trying to surrender to the enemy.

The bandits turned a blind eye and still launched a collective attack.

A scream of "ahh

One by one, their bodies were torn apart, or they had a pair of frightened eyes, or they had a distorted face, and they were helpless to lie on the ground.

In a moment, the screams of the battle dissipated, and the footsteps followed, and the bandits cleaned up the loot on the ground while cleaning up the corpses of both sides.

After a while, on the grass and the pile of stones, a group of corpses gathered,

However, from the blood stains on the grass and limestone, which have not dried up, it can still be seen that not long ago, the unusually tragic monk battle took place here.

Immediately afterwards, the group of bandits who had disposed of the corpses and packed up the spoils of war gathered on the small hill in the middle under the order of the bandit leader.

The four waves of teams regrouped together to form a new army of bandits.

The dove-faced man counted the number of people, his brows immediately furrowed slightly, and he said very dissatisfied:

"I didn't expect that in the battle just now, we actually reduced more than 100 brothers!"

The blue-eyed beauty glanced around at the bandits and said:

"There are casualties in the big war, but it is inevitable.

After all, those Fu Immortal Pavilion and Purple Qi Hall monks are not soft persimmons, although the number of monks such as us is twice as large as theirs, and the overall realm of each of them is also stronger than theirs, but this time we can almost completely annihilate the enemy, the price of more than 100 of us, the price can be said to be small!"

The broad-faced young man nodded in agreement:

"Friends of the water are right. However, even if the number of people is reduced by 100, the number of us is still no less than 1,000.

After a while, there was still a great advantage against the Shanhemen monks who had won over there, less than two hundred. ”

The eagle-nosed old man said, "Okay, don't talk about it. Let's keep going, or they'll run away!"

"Hehe, escape, they are now bloodless, and their mana is consumed, and they can escape there in the face of us who don't consume much mana!"

Glancing not far away, those Shanhemen monks who were sitting cross-legged on the ground to breathe and recover, the dove-faced man smiled coldly and said.

The three blue-eyed beauties looked at the group of enemies, and they couldn't help but smile slightly, and immediately issued an order to their respective subordinates behind them to attack and kill.

The bandits followed the order and marched forward violently!

......

Yuan Yiduan sat down, swallowed the medicine, and exercised his strength, in order to recover the mana consumed by the great war.

But he just felt that the almost depleted dantian mist was hazy, and the medicinal effect began to transform into spiritual power to nourish the body, so his complexion turned from white to red.

An exclamation came: "Fellow Daoists, they are here!"

Hearing the warning disciple's reminder, Yuan Yi immediately ended the operation of the method, opened his eyes, and immediately looked to the west.

But see, those Heavenly God Dao bandits are coming!

Among them, although many of them were as pale and bloodless as Yuan Yi and the others, most of the Dao bandits were red and white, and it was obvious that the mana consumption of the battle was not much.

Moreover, more importantly, the total number of enemies in the group is still as high as 1,000.

The battle with the Purple Qi Hall and the Fu Immortal Pavilion cultivators just now barely damaged their combat power.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the cultivators of Shanhemen changed greatly, and many people were shocked at the moment, and three of them started to act.

But as soon as they flew a few feet away from the clouds and the light imperial weapon, they found that the sky suddenly darkened, and the three of them looked away in shock.

I saw a giant that was about a dozen zhang big, like an attic, exuding a dignified cold glow, and a huge black palm appeared in the air, pressing towards them violently.

They recognized that this was Ge Lao's magical power, but before the three of them could understand the reason for their attack, they turned into minced meat and scattered on the ground in three terrible screams, killing them on the spot.

When many people in Shanhemen saw this, their faces couldn't help but change greatly, and they didn't understand why Ge Lao suddenly made a move.

Immediately, a light curtain of the outer shield of the individual appeared, and he looked vigilantly at Ge Lao, who was surrounded by no one at the moment.

At this time, before figuring out the specific reason, naturally no one dared to take off into the air to escape, so as not to be attacked by Ge Lao inexplicably.

Ge Lao ignored the color change of the group cultivators, pinched the trick, and in the whistling sound, turned into a black palm and galloped back, and it disappeared into his palm in a moment.

Then, he glanced coldly at the place where the three people died, and said, "Hmph! On the battlefield, if you dare to flee without permission, you should be punished!"

Hearing this, Yuan Yi and Li Dai glanced at each other with Gu Panqing, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Before, he thought that Ge Lao, like the withered old man surnamed Zheng, was a traitor to the sect!

At this time, when the cultivators heard this, although their doubts decreased slightly, they still did not let go of their due defense.

After Ge Lao finished saying that, he turned around, glanced around at the cultivators, and said with a cold face:

"You have to remember, I don't care what your identity is, since you have arrived on the battlefield of suppressing bandits, you must put aside everyone's life and death calculations, completely focus on the honor of the sect, and do your best to kill the enemy bravely! Don't be like the three scum just now, on the battlefield, you dare to flee and shame the sect!"

Regarding Ge Lao's words about imposing his personal will on everyone, Shanhemen Group Xiu's brows furrowed tightly, and he was very dissatisfied.

After all, for most people, joining the sect of Shanhemen is to go for the resources of cultivating immortals within it, and for monks, it is almost entirely based on personal interests, and it is normal for the three of them to flee when they see a bad opportunity just now, but they don't agree with Ge Lao's collective concept of the sect.

The sect, in the final analysis, is just a platform, a platform that is conducive to the gain of the monk's realm.

If you disregard your own safety and death for the sake of the so-called honor of the sect, it is an idiot's behavior.

If he falls and dies, everything will be gone, and he will talk about cultivating immortals and immortality!

Although the group cultivators thought so, no one dared to refute Ge Lao's words.

In the final analysis, the world of cultivating immortals, after all, is a world of strength, and only with strength can you have the right to speak.

Without strength, no matter how much you say, it's useless nonsense, and no one cares.

After a moment of silence, seeing that the bandits were coming, suddenly, one of the crowd said:

"But Ge Lao, now those Dao bandits who are coming to the Dao are not only numerous, but also powerful, and we are now more than 100 of our peers, who are extremely weak, so we can't besiege and kill them to death with eggs and stones?"

Glancing at the group of bandits not far away, Ge Lao smiled coldly, shook his head, and said:

"Of course not. Although they are numerous and powerful, our goal is not to kill them, but to delay for a moment.

This state is not only for monks such as me!"

Between the words, suddenly, he slapped the storage bag, and the white light in his hand lit up, and there was an extra three-foot-long white jade stick.

Yuan Yi saw it and recognized it, but it was a communication stick, but its model was much larger than the one used by Senior Sister Yu not long ago.

Glancing at the communication stick, the mana in Ge Lao's body immediately surged, and the five-colored spiritual light on the communication stick flashed up.

In a moment, with a "boom", a fiery red and brilliant fireworks rose straight into the sky, like red thunder galloping.

When the cultivators of Shanhemen saw this scene, their faces became overjoyed.

And the four bandit leaders of the Heavenly God Dao, before they could figure out Ge Lao's intention to kill the three disciples before, they saw the fireworks that had not entered the sky, and their faces couldn't help but change in unison.

At that moment, the eagle-nosed old man waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Speed up!"

The bandits immediately had a flash of inspiration in their hands and did what they said.

However, at this moment, the east direction where Yuan Yi and the others were.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang!

Hearing the sound, Qun Xiu's complexion couldn't help but change, and they all turned their heads to look.

I saw that a battleship with mountains and rivers of tens of feet was breaking through the sky, and the loud noise was the sound produced by the battleship rubbing against the void when it was speeding away.

On the deck of the battleship, there stood a large group of monks, the leader of which was an old man standing with his hands in his hands.

He had a white face and beard, a ruddy complexion, a green robe, and an expressionless face, fixed looking ahead.

When Yuan Yi saw this person, he felt a little familiar, but he frowned and groaned for a while, but he couldn't remember the identity of this person for a while.

However, the fake Danmei woman beside the old man, with a delicate face, a white palace dress, and a pair of Wei Lingling's bright eyes, he recognized it, it was none other than Bai Fengxian, the master of the Jiuhua Village, who had seen it when he broke through the Dragon Gate.

found the arrival of reinforcements from Shanhemen, and there were as many as two thousand of them, among them, many foundation-level powerhouses, more than a dozen fake pills, and its leader was a powerful elixir-level monster!

The four Celestial Dao bandits immediately waved their hands, stopped everyone's pace of progress, and stopped in place, the four of them looked at each other and hesitated, but they didn't know whether it was better to advance or retreat now.

"Huh, I didn't expect that the reinforcements from the family who came this time, the person who commanded the army, turned out to be Senior Sister Gu, your father!"

At this time, because the previous big move consumed a lot of vitality, Senior Sister Yu, who had been sitting in the circle guarded by four people, closed her eyes and swallowed medicine to recover her injuries, heard the rumbling noise, suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the incoming reinforcements, saw the leader clearly, and said in surprise.

"Oh, on the battleship, that white-faced old man turned out to be Sister Gu, your father?" Li Dai was also surprised when she heard this, looked at Gu Panqing, and said.

Yuan Yi looked at Gu Panqing and saw that her face was excited, but she didn't have time to answer Li Dai's question, but she was staring at the mountain and river battleship, those people in the mountain and river battleship, and among those people, the old man standing at the front end!

At this moment, suddenly, Yuan Yi had a flash of inspiration, came to his senses, and understood why he saw the old man so familiar.

But it turned out that that person was Gu Mingdao, who presided over the finale auction when he was in Jingshifang City, when he participated in the auction in Fang City.

What he didn't expect was that he turned out to be Gu Panqing's father.

At that moment, he looked at the old man with a slightly different look, looked at Gu Panqing a few times, and suddenly felt worried!

When the Shanhe battleship was still a hundred zhang away from Yuan Yi and the others, Gu Mingdao's complexion changed, and he suddenly retracted his distant gaze, and punched out towards the left void.

It seemed empty.

But then, the strange thing was that on the other side of the emptiness, after coming into contact with Gu Mingdao's fist shadow, a flash of light appeared, and a series of spiritual lights flashed one after another.

At the same time, a voice sounded: "Tut! I wanted to clean up the mess for a while, but since you are looking for death, then this seat will fulfill you!"

As soon as the words fell, Gu Mingdao's fist shadow dissipated, and then, in the boxing void land, a flash of inspiration flashed, and suddenly, a large wave of Dao bandits appeared.

The terrifying thing is that there are thousands of those Dao bandits, and besides, all of them are foundation builders, and there are more than a dozen of those old monsters at the level of Jiedan!

And it was one of them who spoke.

It was a young man, about twenty-one or twelve years old, dressed in a blue suit, with a handsome face, with pride and disdain on his face, leisurely looking at Gu Mingdao and other reinforcements from the Shanhemen family, raising his hands, his ten fingers flexing and stretching, and launching the Dao Command Order.

When those family monks saw this, their faces changed drastically.

Gu Mingdao saw the bandits galloping over, and immediately ordered: "Fellow Daoists, pay attention to defense!"

The group cultivators immediately continued, some of them took the Dharma battleship, and some of them attacked with magic weapons, and fought fiercely with the Dao bandits who were besieging the battleship from all directions at this moment.

At this time, the cultivators of Shanhemen, who were originally elated, saw this unexpected scene, and their faces became extremely ugly.

The four bandit leaders who stopped and hesitated saw this, but their faces were different, and they all groaned, and did not immediately attack the enemy.

Suddenly, the dove-faced man's eyes flashed slightly, looked at the three companions, and said with deep meaning:

"When I waited to meet the second adult before, the adult didn't seem to say that besides them, we have other reinforcements!"

"But now those people, dressed in clothes, are obviously allies such as us, and at this moment they are desperately fighting with the enemy's reinforcements, and the two are so combined, they are nine times out of ten I am the same!" said the broad-faced young man after a pause.

The blue-eyed beauty smiled coldly and said, "Hmph! What a fellow Daoist! They actually want to be fishermen and sit back and watch our success or failure, such a person can also be said to be a fellow Daoist!"

The eagle-nosed old man waved his hand and said, "No matter what, our current task is to capture that precious treasure and then hand it over to the two adults intact. As for other things, it's enough for the two adults to worry about, and we don't need to worry about it. And, in fact, even if we want to manage it, we don't have that kind of strength and qualifications!"

The dove-faced man bowed his head slightly, and said in agreement: "What Brother Huo said is right! In this case, let's move forward! Moreover, this attack must be as fast as possible!"

The three blue-eyed beauties nodded, and immediately each of them commanded their subordinates to besiege and kill Yuan Yi and the others!

Seeing the surging group of bandits, Ge Lao's face sank, and as soon as the order was issued, the group cultivators turned pale.

The magic weapons attacked one after another, and the Dao magic was stimulated, and the bandit army fought fiercely with the outnumbered enemy!

...... (To be continued.) )