As expected, the TV series are full of twists and turns.

It was directed by the director Showa Masaru himself, so it is naturally impossible to be so flawless. So, the sequel will be launched immediately.

Ningxia knew that this was not over.

Has the murderer been dealt with? No, the devil's matter is unclear.

As she developed to this point, she always felt that everything was not in place. Whether it was the outline of the situation or the layout of people's emotions, she felt that it was still under pressure. The next step was to suppress major events.

Ningxia didn't think that the Lord Zhaohe was necessary to create such a big scene... just for the little thing I said just now? This matter clearly has no benefit to the Huyang Sect.

At least, outsiders, she felt that Showa Shin-jun was losing this wave.

But if there is a follow-up, it's hard to say. Ningxia feels that the highlight is really coming, and it is also the real purpose of Showa Zhenjun.

Sure enough, this big fish couldn't hold on to run out.

"Who is it?" The monks gathered in the main house quickly became regular and stared vigilantly in the direction that Shin-jun of Showa was looking at.

This tone doesn’t seem to be directed at the guest, and it’s a tone to greet the enemy. Who is there?!

Several back images seemed to echo the words of Shin-jong Showa. They were strangely pulled up from the ground, turning from the black shadow reflected on the ground into a physical person. The real ghost and god methods are difficult to detect.

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These people were wearing black robes of the same style, without any patterns, covering people from head to toe, and they could not see an inch of exposed skin. However, from the only part of their exposed skin, the face, it was extremely white.

It was as white as a ghost, white as a waxy, and tightly stiff, adding a touch of horror to this group of people.

Seeing these black shadows from nothing to nothing, many monks present took a breath and felt a little chilled.

What if the Demon Dao used this method to attack and calculate their sects in the future?

The young monks felt a little worried and scared. They didn't know how to deal with this huge piece of information that came suddenly.

This group of people obviously has no time to care about what they think. This is a group of dead soldiers.

"Since you know everything, you can't keep it." One of them said sinisterly.

The others obviously had no intention of talking nonsense to them. More than a dozen figures rushed over, and then the hornet's nest was completely stabbed on the hornet's nest.

Before, everyone could stand here calmly and point fingers and discuss the situation leisurely because they knew they would not have any worries about their lives.

But what is the situation now?

Suddenly, a group of inexplicable people popped up and rushed up to do something. How could they be told to go on safely? If you don’t know if you die, you won’t know.

There are not only high-level monks here, but also cultivators who practice Qi and build foundations everywhere! When facing this group of demon cultivators who seem to be of great strength, they may all suffer.

Those with higher cultivation can still maintain a relatively peaceful mentality. Almost everyone is in danger of being in danger.

"Senior Brother!"

"What's this?"

"Zheng Shuai, let us go out quickly. These demon cultivators, my brothers and I can't deal with them."

The eyes of Showa Zhenjun were narrowed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He waved his hand and pushed back the disciples of various sects around him, and blocked the Huyang Sect True Lords who came with him.

Other Jindan monks, whether from Huyang Sect or from the leaders of each sect, all tacitly surrounded the young disciples under their sects, and stood in a loose circle to facilitate defense.

"I'm sorry, concentrate, don't run around, follow the leaders of the sects and other sects. Pay attention, focus on the situation around you..."

Dozens of bans were issued, one by one, and a clanging sound kept coming from his ears, as if spiritual weapons were hitting each other. Ningxia and they were protected in the inner circle, and could not see anything, only the shadows were visible.

The figure of spiritual light colliding with magic. In short, it is a mess and messy battle.

Ningxia was still stunned by being pushed away. Due to the current situation, she could only grab Chonghuanjian and look around with fear, for fear of losing her life accidentally.

As soon as the demon cultivators appeared, Ningxia noticed something very strange. The group of demon cultivators just now had a strong aura and fierce momentum, but there seemed to be no monks who were comparable to the Nascent Soul.

A dozen demonic monks who were obviously less than the Nascent Soul cultivators beat several Nascent Soul cultivators and dozens of Golden Pill monks. Are they crazy? Or are those who left some tricks to give them confidence to kill everyone.

For some reason, Ningxia suddenly remembered something that everyone took for granted... Who cares about the two in the spiritual platform? There won't be any trouble, right? A hint of worry suddenly appeared in Ningxia's heart.

Well, in such a chaotic and restricted situation, she could only think of something in a mess and think about something. As time went by, the movement outside seemed to have not stopped yet, as if it had just passed.

After a while, it seemed like a long time had passed.

The longer the time passes, the more the conjecture in Ningxia's heart becomes. Those demon cultivators are really fearless and can ignore the realm and restrain several Nascent Soul cultivators, otherwise the battle would not have lasted for so long.

Ningxia also guessed correctly. Several Nascent Soul monks such as Showa Zhenjun did encounter all kinds of difficulties.

For them, it is indeed not difficult to deal with these dozens of Golden Pill Demon Cultivators. But the problem is that they are still protecting hundreds of low-level cultivators. While protecting the whole person, their combat power will be dispersed.

In addition, these dead men have experienced many battles and have no gorgeous moves. They are extremely cruel and only seek to achieve their goals. They aimed at the Showa True Lord and they were concerned about this and deliberately attacked the low-level monks in the circle. Therefore, they both

Fang couldn't stand the stalemate.

After only a few demon cultivators have been killed for so long, the rest is particularly difficult.

Just as they were stalemate, the internal balance was broken.

"Get out--" A terrified voice sounded after the sound, and the Jindan monk who was protecting the outside thought to himself that it was not good.

As if responding to the uneasiness in their hearts, screams rang out one after another, and the crowds were agitating everywhere as if they were suffering from great chaos. At this moment, everyone ignored the order and collided everywhere.

Soon, the protection circle temporarily "built" by high-level monks collapsed instantly, and the monks from various sects scattered. Even their leaders tried their best to instruct, they could not calm the panic.

Then the people who were protecting the outside world soon discovered the source of civil strife... At this moment, the demon cultivators seemed to have become no longer important at this moment, because something even more terrifying than them appeared.

A disciple of the Jinlei Sect who was covered in blood was slowly getting up. His body was covered with traces of his natural rupture of his clothes, and bleeding continued to ooze from inside. He turned around, and his displaced facial features showed an understandable appearance to everyone.
Chapter completed!