Accompanied by the sound of the magic ghost mother's piano, the nearly 10,000 monks who originally had the upper hand suddenly fell into a state of complete [***], completely intoxicated with the biggest ** in Ping Yue's heart, and they were fascinated and didn't know where they were.

At this time, if the people of the Four Immortals Sect still don't know how to deal with it, then they really have no brains. In an instant, with the shouts of Zhou Busan and Mingzhou Sanjie, thousands of disciples of the Four Wuzong Sect suddenly swarmed up, like a tiger pounced into a flock of sheep, easily slashing nearly 10,000 monks to pieces.

After a while, when nearly 10,000 monks came back to their senses from [***], there were only more than 2,000 people left, and all of them were already injured, plus they were facing a group of wolf-like disciples of the Four Immortals Sect, where was there any strength to resist, they could only look at each other, their faces full of embarrassment but they didn't know what to do.

The good situation was suddenly reversed, and Wan Jian Zhenren was almost so angry that he was about to go crazy, and he was immediately desperate to stop him, but although Chu Bai couldn't defeat him, it was easy to stop him temporarily, and immediately patted the purple gold bright light armor to block the way, and said smugly: "Why should the real person be in a hurry, your opponent is me, why don't we come to drink tea and chat first?"

I was so angry that I was about to vomit blood, but seeing Chu Bai just entangled like this, Wan Jian Zhenren had no choice but to grit his teeth and say: "The surname Chu, what are you proud of, it's just a trick to sneak attack and plot, and if you have the ability, you will have a fair battle with the old man, do you dare?"

Are you an idiot to me? Chu Bai now has the upper hand, and only a fool will fight meaninglessly, and he didn't even bother to say anything more when he heard this, and retreated sharply with the help of the purple gold bright light armor, but suddenly curled his fingers and whistled.

Hearing this whistle, the disciples of the Four Wuzong immediately retreated to his side, and Yao Guang and the White Bone War General, who were fighting with the five Jindan Stage Elders, immediately shook a shot without hesitation when they heard the sound, and led thousands of ghost soldiers back to Chu Bai's side.

Two thousand disciples plus thousands of ghost soldiers, and four Jindan period monks Chu Bai, Zhou Busan, Yao Guang and Bai Gu War Generals were in charge, and these more than 5,000 people gathered in one place, but they all sacrificed and took off the sword magic weapon and circled around, just like a huge hedgehog with spikes, making people hate it but they couldn't do it at all.

The formation has been completed, Chu Bai's heart is even more determined, he looked up at the ten thousand sword real people in the air, and said with a slight smile: "Real person, the matter has come to this, do you still want to fight?" If it were you, it would be better to simply retreat directly, so as to keep some seeds for the Flying Sword Sect, maybe in a few decades, there would be a chance for the sect to soar." ”

These words naturally make sense, even if the Ten Thousand Swords True Man is furious, he has to admit that this sect trial is powerless. But he has worked hard for decades, and he has already gained the upper hand, but at this moment, he is forced to leave helplessly by a junior, how can he bear it.

At this moment, I saw him stay in the void, his face was full of uncertain silence, and he was obviously struggling to the extreme in his heart. It wasn't until a long time later that he let out a long sigh helplessly, as if he had suddenly aged for dozens of years: "That's it! That's it, that's the end of today's matter, but Sect Master Chu, don't be too complacent, you must know that the world is unpredictable......

Before the words fell, I heard a sudden thunder in the sky, the Void Gate opened without warning at this moment, and the ten Divine Monarchs slowly stepped out of the Void Gate, looking down condescendingly, their old-fashioned faces could not see any change in expression, as if they were looking at a group of ants struggling in vain.

Wan Jian Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and suddenly gave birth to the only remaining hope, not caring about any shame, he quickly looked up at the White Bone Demon Lord and shouted: "Divine Monarch, you have to be the master of our Flying Sword Sect! This Chu barbarian is obviously no match for us, but he has used some despicable and shameless means to make Xuan Xu, if this is the case, he will also judge them to win, I really don't ...... in my heart."

Before the last word could be spoken, the Ten Thousand Swords True Man was suddenly shocked, and slowly looked down in disbelief - I don't know when, the sudden appearance of the white bone spear had penetrated his chest, and the blood slowly oozing from the tip of the spear was so vivid, and then suddenly surged, there was a sharp pain that could not be described in words.

Trembling slightly, he covered his chest, Wan Jian Zhenren was sad and shocked, and muttered with a shocked face: "Why? Why do you want to kill me? Even if that guy wins, there is no need to kill me, can it be ......?"

"There is so much nonsense when death comes!" the White Bone Demon Lord sneered, and gently raised his hand to shoot out dozens of white bone spears, instantly blasting the Ten Thousand Sword True People like a hornet's nest.

At this moment, the audience fell into an eerie silence, and the White Bone Demon Lord narrowed his eyes coldly, patrolling the audience with the kind of gaze that looked at his prey. Suddenly, there was an extremely bad premonition, and thousands of people, including the Flying Sword Sect monks, shuddered, but before they could turn around and flee...... "Let's all die!" The White Bone Demon Lord suddenly waved his robe sleeves, and countless white bone spears shot out like a storm, and almost at the same time, the eight Divine Monarchs who were silent also moved in unison, and all kinds of spells shone and staggered, enveloping thousands of monks.

"Let's go!" Although he still didn't understand what was happening, seeing that the situation had changed drastically, Chu Bai immediately let out a low snort, and he was going to leave here with the people of the Four Sects first. It's just that before he could urge the sword light to leave, the figure of the Heavenly Machine Valley Lord suddenly appeared in front of him, gently stretched out his hand and raised the feather fan, and said with a smile on his face: "Sect Master Chu, why are you in a hurry to leave, you must know that you have won the victory of the sect trial!"

Looking at the face full of smiles, Chu Bai suddenly couldn't help but shudder, only feeling as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake. It's just that at this moment, the way was blocked by the Tianji Valley Lord's gentle wave of the feather fan, and even if he was frightened in his heart, he could only reluctantly smile and say: "The Valley Lord said yes, since that's the case, I'll stay and take a look for the time being." ”

Aside from their conversations here, the thousands of monks who were besieged had been wiped out, but many of them would not be able to understand why their backers would do such a murder to them. Wan Jian Zhenren fell to the ground dying, still holding his eyelids and refusing to close, and asked with the last bit of strength to gasp, "Why...... Why ......"

"Well, for the sake of your obedience, this monarch will let you die blindly!" the White Bone Demon Lord looked down at the Ten Thousand Swords True Man, but sneered again, "Do you know about killing a pig? Before killing a pig, you must always find a way to fatten it until it is fat enough and strong enough, and then you will go down with a knife." ”

"Pig?" Wan Jian Zhenren's eyes widened, and he suddenly coughed violently, as if he had finally comprehended something--killing pigs? Could it be that in the past few decades, the Ten Great Divine Monarchs have supported the development of major sects, given pills and Dao recipes, and even did not hesitate to help some monks forcibly improve their cultivation...... Could it be that it's all just for fattening?

But the question is, as the controllers of the Three Thousand Realms, the ten Divine Monarchs can be said to have the entire Three Thousand Realms in their sleeves, so what is the need to fatten a group of low-level cultivators in the mortal realm, is there any deeper conspiracy among them?

"What do you think?" the White Bone Demon Lord sneered, and suddenly raised his hand to point around and said, "Do you know what this small thousand world is?" This monarch can tell you very clearly that this is not a small thousand world at all, but a ...... that we have gathered the strength of ten people and spent hundreds of years of hard work."

After a pause, looking at the confused expression on the face of the Ten Thousand Swords True Man, the White Bone Demon Lord stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly-in the sound of gold and iron, the surrounding scenery was like ripples, the crimson sky dome, the mountains, rocks and trees, and even the creatures and beasts all turned into mist, and when the hazy mist gradually dissipated, what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was actually ...... At this moment, whether it was the Ten Thousand Swords True Man who was about to die or the people of the Four Void Sects, they suddenly gasped in disbelief, as if they had seen the most incredible scene in the world-in the rising red smoke, the place where everyone really stood was actually a furnace that was so huge that it could not be described in words...... This furnace is dozens of miles in size, completely made of extremely rare earth fire gold, and the walls of the furnace are carved with complex runes that are so dense that they are almost unrecognizable, and even red and purple qi rises.

What's even more terrifying is that when the furnace suddenly appeared, the temperature around it was slowly rising, and it was so hot that it was almost impossible to stand. Chu Bai wiped the sweat on his head, only to feel that his feet were as hot as a stove, but he finally understood why when he entered the Xiaoqian World, he felt that there were strangeness everywhere here, and it turned out that this Xiaoqian World was simply a disguised illusion.

"That's right, that's right!" the White Bone Demon Lord sneered, stretched out his hand and drew a large circle, "From the moment you stepped into this small world, you were destined to become the material in this furnace...... The soul and flesh of nearly 100,000 monks, plus the many immortal grass elixirs we have already prepared, only the Heavenly Escape Ark that has been refined in this way can barely be used by us!"

"What?" Hearing this, even though they had expected it, everyone couldn't help but be surprised. Wan Jian Zhenren's face was full of anger and remorse, but he still reluctantly opened his eyes and asked, "Escape to the sky......?" That's ......"

Bang! Stepping on it heavily, looking at the dead Ten Thousand Sword True Person, the White Bone Demon Lord sneered hideously, but suddenly looked up at Chu Bai and the people of the Four Wuzong Sect, like a tiger looking at a group of sheep who had no power to resist: "I have already said everything that should be said, so now...... Ladies and gentlemen, it's your turn!"

(To be continued)