What the man with the black mole skeleton said is absolutely right. A sword technique as powerful as the God of Death, which can defy the heavens, although it is driven by the understanding of the sword's intention, it also consumes a lot of real energy and spiritual power.
The total number of members of Zhengdao and Gui Xuanzong was less than a hundred. After the reinforcements of the Corpse Exorcist arrived, they joined together and numbered six to seven hundred people.
If it continues to be consumed, the situation will be favorable to the zombie lineage.
The corpse exorcists can take turns attacking, but the disciples of Zhengdao and Guixuanzong can only cope with it, without any chance to breathe and rest.
The God of Death can block it for a while, but it can never block it for a lifetime.
Just a moment later, when Ye Xiaochuan's spiritual power is exhausted, those disciples of Cangyun Sect who have reached the realm of spiritual silence may have to use the same Beidou God-killing Sword Art that consumes a lot of real energy and may be counterattacked by the evil energy at any time. Then
At that time, it was like waiting to die.
Different from them, another group of righteous disciples broke through the encirclement without spending much money. They flew north for more than a hundred miles and landed on a mountain. The disciples of Xuantian Sect and Piaomiao Pavilion were still the same as usual. Even their hair and clothes seemed to be different.
No messy look.
Zuo Qiu said: "Senior Brother Jiang, I think something is wrong. Why haven't the disciples from Cangyun Sect and Kayaba Temple broken out yet? We'd better go back to meet them." Jiang Qingxian shook his head and said, "Didn't Senior Brother Jiexian come here with a summons to ask us to
Don't go over and break out to the north on your own? If they are in danger, they will definitely send us a message to let us go over. Those corpse exorcists are just a bunch of mobs, nothing to worry about, and they can't hurt the elite disciples of Cangyun Sect and Kasyapa Temple.
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Zuo Qiu frowned. Of course she knew what Jiang Qingxian was thinking. She wanted to say more, but the Xuantian Sect disciple named Ye Dachuan shook his head slightly and stopped her.
Yang Yishuang and Qin Fanzhen had similar thoughts to Zuo Qiu. They were both worried about whether the disciples from Cangyun Sect and Kayaba Temple could successfully break out of the encirclement.
However, Jiang Qingxian is the one who speaks effectively in Xuantian Sect, and Yang Linger is the one who speaks effectively in Piaomiao Pavilion.
Qin Fanzhen's words worked, but this time Tianshi Dao entered Shiwanda Mountain, there were only seventeen or eight disciples, most of whom stayed in Wushan with three fellow disciples. Even if she returned to fetch Ye Xiaochuan and others, she would bring three fellow disciples there.
There is also a sense of helplessness.
The moonlight in southern Xinjiang is very beautiful, especially in the mountainous area shrouded in thin rainbow-colored miasma. The water-like moonlight shines on the colorful miasma smoke, which is magnificent.
However, who knows how many conspiracies and killings are hidden in this beautiful place?
Although Yang Ling'er knew that Cangyun Gate and Kasyapa Temple were in danger, she didn't think that Ye Xiaochuan, who was as slippery as a loach, would be in danger. That guy was born in the year of cat and had nine lives.
As long as Ye Xiaochuan did not die, Yang Ling'er would not try his best to rescue the other disciples of Kayaba Temple and Cangyun Sect.
Before coming to Southern Xinjiang, her master Guan Shaoqin had privately told her that if she encounters danger in Southern Xinjiang, the top priority is to preserve the strength of Piaomiao Pavilion, even if she leaves other righteous disciples behind.
Gesang held Wangcai in his arms and looked at the group of people around him with a sneer. She was not a fool. How could she not see that these masters of cultivation from China seemed to have the same intention on the surface, but in fact they all wanted to kill people with a borrowed knife.
Originally, Gesang thought that Pianmiao Pavilion would advocate returning to meet the companions from Cangyun Gate and Kayaba Temple, but when she saw Yang Yishuang talking to Yang Ling'er in a low voice for a long time, and Yang Ling'er just shook her head slowly, she understood all this.
She felt very sad in her heart.
The battle at Wo Niufeng is coming to an end. The real energy in Ye Xiaochuan's body has been exhausted and he has stopped activating the Killing God Sword Drawing Technique.
Zhao Wuji, Gu Pan'er, Ning Xiangruo, and Yang Jiujiu have even mobilized a round of Beidou Divine Sword Formation. Although the corpse exorcist suffered a lot of losses, he also suffered a huge loss.
Fortunately for the righteous disciples, they are all elites after all, and Zhu Changshui, who has the lowest level of cultivation, is also at the peak of the seventh level of out-of-body cultivation.
It's a tragedy for Gui Xuanzong. The sect of 300 people has all those who can fly in the air. Most of them are in the realm of flying in the air and Yuanshen. In a hard battle, they lost almost three points.
one.
The situation became increasingly difficult for the right way, and the corpse exorcists finally relaxed their minds.
Although many people and puppet zombies were lost that night, killing the nineteen elite disciples of Cangyun Sect and Kasyapa Temple was still worth it!
At this moment, the disciples of Zhengdao and Guixuanzong have been compressed into a small circle by the corpse exorcists. The numerical disadvantage is indeed a bit big.
If the thirty-six young masters of Piaomiao Pavilion and Xuantian Sect returned to guide them, the situation would definitely not be so bad. After all, the cultivation level of most corpse exorcists is not high, and it is not a problem for these righteous disciples to fight ten of them one by one.
The magic weapons all over the sky shuttle back and forth, the rain of swords all over the sky rushes down, and the colorful streams of light in the sky intersect with each other... they merge into a beautiful but cruel picture.
Ye Xiaochuan wanted to send a paper crane to Yun Qiyou, but he didn't have the time. He was thinking that he was really sorry for Yun Qiyou. He died without even saying goodbye to her.
He also wanted to send a flying crane to the old alcoholic master to thank him for his upbringing and teaching...
He was thinking about many things, and found that his life was full of regrets.
What made him most sad was that he was already thirty years old and still a little virgin. After his death, he went to the underworld. How should he explain to the Lord of Hell?
Almost everyone was injured and knew that tonight was inevitable.
The corpse driver's laughter became louder and louder, his laughter was wild and ferocious.
The man with the black mole skeleton said loudly: "Everyone, do you still want to resist? Surrender now, and I can leave you with a whole body, otherwise I will turn you all into puppet zombies in another hour and a half!"
The righteous disciples all angrily spurned him, and the disciples of Guixuanzong directly cursed him.
After being frustrated for so many years, these disciples of Guixuanzong have long wanted to have a vigorous battle. Even if they die, they don't want to survive in the cracks.
Seeing that the disciples of the righteous way and the disciples of the Ghost Xuan Sect would rather die than surrender, the expression of the man with the black mole and skeleton gradually turned cold.
He said coldly: "Since you want to die, then I will let you die!"
"Kekeke..."
Just when the disciples of the righteous way and the disciples of Guixuanzong were preparing to fight to the death, a laughter like silver bells suddenly came from the sky.
"Who is this? You are so loud. Why, you are still besieging our Holy Religion, Gui Xuanzong, and pretending that everyone in our Holy Religion is invincible?"
Everyone was startled and looked up one after another, only to see a large black cloud approaching quickly. Before the corpse exterminator could react, the black cloud had already enveloped their heads.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a girl walking out of the dark clouds.
This girl is as charming as silk, very charming, and her clothes are very revealing. She just goes out for a stroll with two red cloth belts wrapped around her body. She doesn't even wear a pair of shoes and socks. Her white wrists and ankles are all tied up.
There was a small bell. Almost everyone didn't pay attention to the girl's immodest dress. Their eyes were focused on the girl's white right hand, because on the slender fingertips of her right hand, a short dagger emitting purple light was spinning.