"Either leave, leave now! Or, come with me and drive all these warriors to the altar!"
Wu Mian finally said this coldly.
In front of him, there were a large number of ordinary spiritual practitioners who were seeking death like animals.
"No! I, Ao Junxie, will never do such a thing! Even if I die, I will fight until I fall, no matter how powerful the enemy is!
Wumian, this is the difference between me and you, and also the difference between Fengyun Continent and the ancient Evil Land clan!" [
Looking at the screaming and falling into the purple altar like a furnace in the distance, the tiny ordinary Fengyun Continent warriors fell one after another. Aojunxie had slowly pulled out the sword from his waist. This time, there was no one left.
Stop him, and no one can stop him.
If he was still unable to swallow his anger after being provoked by the two temple guards before, then now, he has thought about it carefully!
"You're right! I also admire your loyalty, but...loyalty can't solve anything! The weak will eat the strong, and if you want to survive, you have to give up something..."
Looking at Ao Junxie with a determined look, Wu Mian became a little hesitant for a moment.
Facing the trampling of the Temple of Light, he endured humiliation and obeyed in order to preserve the lifeline of the Evil Land clan. However, when he saw Aojunxie and his group, who were much weaker than him, act like moths to the flame, a kind of
The fear and timidity he had never experienced in his life suddenly made his heart beat violently.
Wu Mian must admit that such passion and momentum have been extinct among the seemingly powerful Xie Land clan for who knows how many years!
Behind the last group of warriors, they were driven by hundreds of Evil Land disciples dressed in black, slowly walking towards the hell-like altar at the top of the Black Rock Peak.
Soon, only three figures, one large and one small, were left standing alone.
There was no one around. The white-robed warriors standing at the top of the Bright Temple were quickly occupied by Ao Junxie, Feng Qingkuang, and Ming Qianhe.
At this moment, Qing Kuang had gently grasped the Xianmo Qin body behind his back with one hand. Looking up, he saw that the sky was faintly white, and most of the stars had disappeared. Only a few of the largest and brightest stars were still dazzling.
It's almost dawn, and I don't know if the Beast King and his people have arrived at the Dark Portal...
Qing Kuang secretly planned the time agreed upon with the Warcraft clan. While carefully watching the scene in front of him.
Next to the altar filled with purple light, a huge long jade staff suddenly rose up. It was a gesture made by the elder. Soon, the last team of human warriors who had reached the edge of the altar stopped.
In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong at the last moment, the temple elder must be cautious about every detail he doubts.
"Who are you! Why did you come to the Dark Portal? Tell me!"
On the high platform, the great elder with white hair and a pair of evil blue pupils stared fixedly at Ao Junxie and his three people who were isolated behind the crowd, and asked bluntly.
There is no doubt that based on the great elder's knowledge, at this moment, he already knows that these three people are definitely not the new generation of the evil land as Wu Mian said.
But this time, Wu Mian and all the people in the evil land under his command never uttered a single sound.