With Leng Qingwu not caring about his own injuries, no one could stop his progress. The cold air formed by the dazzling ice flames was so overbearing that wherever he passed, there was frost everywhere and he was frozen.
There were actually hundreds of monks living there, and the price they paid was countless horrific wounds on their bodies.
It is worth mentioning that he himself is Hanli, but even the blood flowing out of his body is particularly different. It is an ice blue color, which looks very weird. Even the blood carries a stronger and more terrifying feeling.
chill.
Without any accidents, he broke through the blockade all the way. Leng Wuwu rushed directly from the ancient bridge to the island with horrific injuries. In mid-air, the light flashed and turned into a human body. Looking at his face, he was extremely pale, and even his body was...
He was trembling slightly, and it was obvious that all his strength had been exhausted to reach here.
"Papa!!"
The silver-haired man just smiled and patted him on the shoulder, with a hint of approval in his eyes.
Now, there are already six demon kings and three monks on the island. If one more one comes, the ten places will be filled, and no one will be qualified to enter the demon mansion ruins.
Involuntarily, everyone looked towards the ancient bridge at the same time.
On the bridge, the fierce fight not only did not stop because nine strong men had appeared on the island. Instead, it became more intense, and the fight was even more desperate, using all kinds of treasures that had been reluctant to be used. At this moment, there was no more
Any stinginess. One by one, they rushed forward with crazy expressions, hoping to seize the last spot.
It's tragic in the back, and it's even more tragic in the front.
Firstly, there was the underworld water soul blocking the way, and secondly, the strong demon king from the demon clan was entangled with them and the sky was dark, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark. In addition, Yinfa, Emperor Shitian, and Leng Wuwu were killing all the way. The one in front symbolized the strength of Nascent Soul.
In this section, there were only about two hundred people left with various injuries. Moreover, they were inextricably linked to the Demon King. They were unable to sprint forward for a while.
This gave the people behind them immediate hope. Naturally, the fight became even more brutal and crazy.
"Ah!! I'm covered in steel, no one can hurt me. Look, the three heroes of the Qin family are going to become famous today. Brothers, follow the big brother and charge forward!!"
In the dense flow of monks, a loud roar rose into the sky, and then, a violent air wave burst out in all directions. In the center of the air wave, the three brothers of the Qin family were standing in the middle quite coquettishly. The boss
On his black armor, black lines like running water appeared mysteriously, full of fierce aura.
With a loud roar, he rushed forward ferociously, regardless of whether there was anyone blocking him or not, and he crashed directly into him. The scene was so horrifying that even the eyes would fall off, and all the people who were caught by him started to rush.
It was like being hit by a terrible force. Blood spurted out from the mouth. The bodies flew backwards, and many of them were directly hit under the bridge and fell into the underworld.
"Bah, I'll make you covered with steel, I'll make you covered with steel, I'll blow you to death today." This fierce and domineering behavior immediately angered a guy who was obviously the second generation ancestor, and he yelled.
As if he didn't want money, the divine thunder hit the boss with all his strength. While hitting him, he shouted: "I am the leader of the Zixiao Sect. I have a lot of divine thunder in my hands. Let me kill you."
Suddenly, on the top of Boss Qin's head, countless various kinds of thunder and lightning were like raindrops. They smashed down crazily, and they all hit the armor. Don't tell me, I don't know what the armor is. Those Taoist thunders
If it hits it, the light on the armor's surface will only flicker for a few times before disappearing. It's as if it was swallowed by the armor.
The magic weapon and magic weapon were smashed on it and bounced away strangely.
It is really covered with steel and is indestructible!!
"No matter how high your cultivation level is, you are still afraid of kitchen knives! Look at the knife!"
The second child, Qin Sheng, was gleaming. He clicked two golden kitchen knives twice and flew them out quickly. What kind of magic weapon was like chopping vegetables. The flowers were smashed on the spot. He jumped a few steps and a kitchen knife was on the side of Zixiao Sect.
Young Master's chest.
There was a click.
The young master's eyes were stunned, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes, but then, there was an unbearable humiliation. He grabbed a middle-aged man next to him and shouted: "Ahem. Second uncle. My nephew is going to die."
Now, go back and tell my father that I fought against the demon clan for 300 rounds and was besieged to death by dozens of demon kings. Don't say that I was hacked to death with a kitchen knife. My nephew "can't afford to lose this"
people!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes widened, looking like he was being wronged.
"If you wear it and hold it in your mouth again, you will drop a brick!".
A black brick is thrown out one after another, and those who are hit will inevitably turn into a ball of flesh.
As soon as these three brothers showed their strength, those who had laughed before could no longer laugh anymore. Suddenly, the three of them ran rampantly and forced their way out of the way.
It's a pity that they
A middle-aged Confucian scholar came out like a dark horse. While the Demon King and the Yuanying monk were entangled with each other, he appeared out of nowhere. Amidst the countless killings, he seemed to be strolling through the courtyard, floating through the air.
, there is a deep confidence in his expression, and an indescribable elegance.
It was as if he didn't come to kill at all. He just came to watch the scenery and watch the clouds rise and fall. The scene was quite strange. I don't know how he escaped from the crowd of monks.
Various attacks appear around him. He can always predict the enemy's opportunity and easily dodge them.
Just like a direct immortal, not an ordinary person.
In the blink of an eye, he passed through the ancient bridge and landed on the island. He looked so relaxed and at ease. Even the silver-haired man standing on the island frowned inexplicably. For the first time, there was a hint of fear in his eyebrows.
"You are Di Shitian. The middle-aged Confucian scholar stood on the island. He suddenly looked at Di Shitian with a faint smile and asked inexplicably. It was not a question, but a natural and affirmative look. It seemed that there was no
He was asked to answer with a profound meaning: "To be able to seize a place among tens of millions of people crossing the single-plank bridge and standing here does have great potential. No wonder, my niece will be obsessed with you.
After saying these somewhat incomprehensible words, he turned back strangely and looked into the depths of the island. Looking at his expression, there seemed to be a trace of amusement.
"Boom!"
Almost as soon as the middle-aged Confucian scholar arrived on the island, the quota was almost full. The ancient bridge violently trembled violently, and mysterious brilliance burst out from the bridge. All the monsters and cultivators who were still fighting were
The demons and cultivators were all pushed out of the ancient bridge in an instant. The demons and immortal cultivators split into two groups and fell into the demon island and the human island at the same time.
"Wow!!"
The two empty islands once again became angry, and all the remaining people were moved out instantly. They landed on different islands, and the ancient bridge became a restricted area again, unable to step on it.
Let’s look at the remaining members of the two tribes. The demon tribe originally had tens of thousands of tribesmen, but at this time, there were only about ten thousand members left, and each one of them had terrible injuries all over his body. It can be said to be extremely tragic, and there were countless of them in one fell swoop.
Thousands of elites from the demon clan fell on the ancient bridge. You must know that all of them were elites from the demon clan at the level of monsters. So many of them fell at once, and you can see how brutal the killing was.
As for the human race, hundreds of thousands of monks went up, and after counting, there were only 50,000 or 60,000 left, and almost 70% to 80% had fallen. This scene was really chilling.
Not only did some of these monks die at the hands of the demon clan, but many more actually died in their own struggles. All of them were trivial. After all, after a fight, all that was left was the air.
A faint smell of blood.
"Boom!".
On the other side of the island where Emperor Shitian and the others settled, there was also a violent earthquake. The fog that shrouded the island suddenly dissipated, and the scenery on the island also appeared in front of them.
The first thing that came into my eyes was a huge palace that looked quite ancient not far away. The palace looked very dilapidated, as if it had gone through some kind of extremely fierce battle. Many parts of the palace had collapsed, and I don't know what the pieces were.
Some materials fell to the ground in ruins.
It doesn't look like a real palace. Instead, it has a mysterious atmosphere of ruins.
In front of the palace, there is an ancient mysterious demon door standing. There are pieces of purple light flashing in the door, which looks very identity and attracts people's hearts. I want to go inside and explore. The door is densely covered with monsters.
All kinds of demon writings, these are the writings of the ancient demon clan. They have great power.
Surrounded by a rolling ancient forest, there is a strange atmosphere in the forest.
It was so quiet that it felt like you could hear your heartbeat clearly.
"The ruins. Yes, this is the ruins of the Demon Mansion. Through this demon gate, you can enter the ruins. After thousands of years of waiting, this day has finally arrived.
The silver-haired man looked at the dilapidated palace and the weird demon gate in front of him, with a look of relief on his face. He let out a gentle breath.
"That's great. I, the old Jiao, have been waiting all day long to see this legendary ruins. Otherwise, with my lovely wives and concubines, I would be willing to come here."
"Let's go in together
Without saying anything else, the silver-haired man walked quickly towards the Demon Gate, the gourd in his hand still trembling slightly. It seemed that his mood was not as calm and calm as he appeared.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled lightly and walked towards the Demon Gate in a carefree manner. There was a hint of curiosity and interest in his eyes.
The other three monks did not hesitate and walked away at the same time.
For a moment, neither the demon clan nor the immortal cultivator took any other action. The only purpose was to enter the demon door.