The purple gold bowl opened the way, with a kind of indomitable momentum. It swirled and crashed into the crowd of the Black Demon Sect. Those red-robed head masters should be very powerful existences in the Black Demon Sect. It is estimated that in the Taoist sect in China, they should be figures of the level of the elders.

When Monk Hua's purple gold bowl crashed into those people, although the red-robed masters showed a look of surprise on their faces, they still did not retreat at all. Several red-robed masters joined forces and stretched out their palms and slapped at the purple gold bowl at the same time.

Accompanied by a roar, the purple gold bowl flew back, but the red-robed masters also took a few steps back, and a red-robed phoenix swelled up, removing the powerful impact brought by the purple gold bowl. The stone slabs that had been stepped on under their feet were also broken.

The head of Mount Wutai and the reincarnated monk Hua, naturally cannot be underestimated. Just this move made the people of the Black Demon Sect feel a little afraid. It seems that these people are not as easy to deal with as they imagined.

While the red-robed head masters were impacted by the purple gold bowl, Zhou Yiyang and Bai Zhan took action almost at the same time. The swords in their hands were flashing with thunder, and their bodies were like ghosts. As soon as the purple gold bowl flew backwards, they arrived near the red-robed head masters.

They had just endured the impact of the purple gold bowl, and it was the time to relieve the force that the two arrived.

These two are old friends who have cooperated with each other for more than ten years, so there is no need to say much about their tacit understanding.

The two of them were not greedy for many people. With their joint efforts, they jointly dealt with the front-line master.

The head master was shocked. They were coming too fast. He quickly raised the long sword in his hand to resist. First, Bai Zhan's fire spirit Red Dragon Sword slashed on the other party's long sword. As the thunderous light was breathing, the head master of the red robe felt numb all over and his whole body seemed to be as if it had been electricity.

It was in the midst of this flash that Zhou Yiyang's magic sword crossed the river like a long dragon, stabbed out with a sword, just over the opponent's defense, and pierced the opponent's heart. He stirred hard, and smashed the red-robed surrender's heart to pieces.

With one move, the two of them stepped a little on the ground on their toes and retreated seven or eight meters together. Before the other party had time to counterattack, they had already evacuated.

The surrender master who was killed by Zhou Yiyang was at least a master of the Ghost Immortal level. He took the other party's life with one move by the two of them, and gave the other party a warning as soon as they came up.

This situation also shocked Ajienon. He is indeed a person who swept the Holy Spirit of the Black Water. His strength is really powerful.

However, Ajienon was not afraid, but became more angry. With a wave of his hand, he called the rest of the people to continue attacking.

The other side had many people and had many masters. Even the Black Demon Sect was present. There were probably one or two hundred people. Not to mention those ordinary black-robed masters, there were more than thirty red-robed and purple-robed masters. They immediately scattered, and at an average of four or five waves. They went up and scattered all of them and besieged them.

Looking at this scene, the people of the Black Demon Cult are determined to leave their lives here.

Even Ge Yu and Hei Xiaose were treated the same way, and each of them was besieged by four or five masters of the Black Demon Sect.

That's fine. The Black Demon Cult still has more than a hundred good players to take care of them, and various poisonous substances and poison powders are sprinkling everywhere and calling them.

What is worthy of everyone's gratitude is that there are many arrangements in the yard of the slaves. The black beetles flying out of the large tank are flying all over the sky, and dozens of corpses have joined the battle group at the beginning, which has relieved them a little of the pressure.

This scene hasn't happened to everyone for a long time.

Especially the Jiuyang Flower Li Bai and others, after becoming famous, they rarely encounter such bad battles again. Because they have a reputation, no one dares to touch the names of these big shots.

But now they are in the sun, and they are surrounded by people from the Black Demon Cult in this foreign country.

This even further inspired the bloody feeling of the few of them, and the long-lost feeling of wandering on the edge of life and death has come back.

Especially Zhou Yiyang and the others, they didn't have much fear in their hearts, but they just felt that the blood that had become a little cold was boiling again.

Kill and kill!

Several people were trapped in it, and various magical tools came one after another.

When Zhou Yiyang fought with the red-robed masters, the Thousand-year Gu had already flew out and hovered over the yard to resist the poison or poison powder that the Thousand-year Gu flew over. Wherever the Thousand-year Gu flew, large swaths of poisonous insects fell on the ground, and even the black beetles were not spared.

There is no way, the poison of the Thousand Years Gu is too fierce. Since the King of Ten Thousand Gu appeared, no poisonous insect in this world has been its opponent.

Ajienong quickly noticed the Thousand-year Gu hovering in the air, and couldn't help but jump. When he slapped his chest, a spiritual descending flew out and headed towards the Thousand-year Gu.

Then, a few more purple-robed head masters also released the spiritual descendants on their bodies and besieged the Thousand-year Gu together.

For a moment, seven or eight spiritual descendants flew in the air, surrounding the Thousand-year Gu in the middle.

The spiritual descendants released by the surrender masters were also diverse, including white moths, flying three-headed insects, and wasps with huge poisonous needles... They flew up and down around the Thousand-year Gu, all wanting to kill the Thousand-year Gu.

The Thousand-year Gu has survived for many years and is already spiritual. His body is flexibly hovering among several spiritual descendants. It doesn’t feel very dangerous, but instead feels ease.

Everyone was surrounded by at least three sacred masters in red or purple robes.

Hei Xiaose didn't dare to be too big, so he waved the sky measuring ruler in his hand and greeted the sect master who besieged him.

At the same time, a red moustache worm was hovering around the black little color, resisting the poisonous insects flying towards him.

The power of the measuring ruler was too great. When they waved, it was like mountains overturning and roaring. The surrenders were forced to get close to him for a while. Some of the black-robed surrenders who wanted to take the opportunity to come and attack were unable to dodge. They were hit by the measuring ruler, and all of them were broken and their bones were broken and they died on the spot.
Chapter completed!