As the first monk fled, it was like an ant hole collapsed, and the monks who were originally huddled together to keep warm suddenly collapsed, and everyone rushed out of the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice Hall with their lives.

"Let's go!"

As soon as Xiao Luo made a quick decision, he and Qingyun called Yao Mengxun to rush out together.

After experiencing the explosion of the white jade pendant twice, the dome of the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice seems to have shown signs of collapse. The altar is already located underground. If a rock collapses, all of them will be burping.

Fortunately, the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice Hall is large enough, and the top-down corridor is spacious enough, otherwise these monks would have been in a mess.

The huge noise caused by the explosion of the white jade pendant also made the people stationed outside the Ling Mirror Sacrifice Institute realize something. Fortunately, the two factions of Zhizhengtang, Jingcitian and the Second Young Master Gang were both restrained at first, and no one dared to attack rashly.

Otherwise, one must enter and the other must exit, and it is inevitable that blood will flow into a river of blood under fierce collisions.

This group of monks are all juniors in the Hundred Meridian Realm, and most of them are from small sects, or just casual cultivators, and they don’t have any flying magic weapons at all, so the scene of more than a hundred monks rushing out is quite scary.

However, after coming out, the monks in the cave were unable to avoid it and still had close contact with a large number of people outside.

A brief silence followed by a roar that resounded through the sky:

"Escape everyone!"

Human nature is sometimes so wonderful. I just shouted to fight and kill, but now I can shout "Escape from everyone" for the sake of others' life. I don't know if it's true or false.

As more and more monks escaped from the entrance, the people outside could no longer sit firmly and sent their respective forces to get people.

As early as the way to come here, they all knew the rumors that the treasures were hidden in the Spirit Mirror Festival.

At first, the monks who followed the great power did not care about this little profit. Instead of fighting to the death, they would rather work for people to eat and wear well. They would be more practical and reliable, and they would have some soup.

But now that you have a treasure land, it means that someone must have obtained the opportunity and luck. The superiors have approved legal killing and treasure hunting. Isn’t this kind of good thing just right?

Even if it is not for the sake of treasures, it is good to absorb more talents. Therefore, the forces from several sides all planned to capture these monks first.

As Xiao Luo expected, a bigger riot was still behind!

Once they get out of trouble, how could the wolves outside let these fat sheep goats go?

After a while, the monks fought in an inexplicable chaos.

Swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, spiritual power, lights and arrows, colorful flowing clouds, beautiful, but always reveal the temptation of death, as well as the fishy sweetness and warmth of blood sprinkled.

There were only three inconspicuous figures, who were carefully avoiding their gaze and were moving quickly towards the people stationed in the distance.

And their eyes were one with compassion, one with warmth, and the other with coldness.

The sun and the moon are lightless in the thirty-three realms. Only the wheels of stars can connect the alternation of day and night, just like A and B fighting on the battlefield.

Due to the changes in the earth's crust, the magma belt has been covered by the closed earth, but it shines with twinkling starlight. The red blood on the surface of the earth is once again like rolling lava, and the viscous temperature stimulates everyone's nerves.

All living people are sure that they are the protagonists in the story. The dying life is never willing to close their eyes. The broken weapons are exploding, but the cold flows out of the wound.

All silence is entangled with madness, and desires hope in greed.

Jingcitian and the Second Young Gang jointly operated.

The two groups of people who were originally divided into opposite sides of the demons were actually sitting safely, and the scene was indescribable strangeness and harmony.

The two leaders are naturally Yao Pofeng in a divine outfit, and Lu Donglin, a young man with a monk robe who temporarily served as the leader of Jingcitian.

In fact, just from the perspective of the formation, the two sides are quite similar, that is, they are all "mixed with fish and dragons".

However, in front of the long table, the Second Young Master Gang had a lot of bloody smell on his body compared to the opposite monk Jingci Tian, ​​which shows that he had experienced terrifying killing.

The two leaders are also quite destined to be together, with two pale faces. Lu Donglin's face was tired, while Yao Pofeng's was sick, like a pair of brothers in distress.

"Brother Pofeng, although I am very grateful to you for blocking Zhizhengtang's attack for us, I still have to say that if there is one."

"Brother Donglin has something to say!"

After saying that, Yao Pofeng crossed his legs and slammed the table with a bang. Then he leaned against the back of the chair, narrowed his eyes provocatively, glanced at Han Yu, who was behind Lu Donglin, with an expression that he could not say that he deserved a beating. Han Yu, who was living under someone else, was almost angry and gritted his teeth and said in a secret hatred:

"Mad, you should have killed you, the rascal. If it weren't for those black monks who came out of nowhere, could you survive until now? You're so lucky to be gone!"

Han Yu's eyes were about to spit out of fire but could not be fired. Yao Pofeng felt very happy in his heart, and a slanderous expression slowly appeared on his face. Before Lu Donglin could open his mouth, this guy twisted his neck and said exaggeratedly:

"Hey hey, I'm sorry, sorry, the pearls on the golden crown are too heavy, and the cervical spine is uncomfortable."

As soon as these words were said, Hua Yumian beside him frowned and pinched him hard. This made him stop his mouth in disappointment. Seeing Lu Donglin's eyelids twitched. He resisted the urge to hit someone and said with a suffocation:

"Donglin is young and is now the temporary position of the team leader. If the uncle returns to the camp later, all the authority will be handed over to her. Therefore, she will decide on the alliance at that time. Please let Brother Pofeng Hai Han."

Lu Donglin's words were quite tactful. Although he was grateful to the other party for his righteousness, to put it bluntly, this was also Yao Pofeng's brain was so passionate that Jing Citian never asked him for help.

Even if anyone knows the principle of losing his lips and cold teeth, some things still have to be decided by the leader. If Fairy Yao thinks that the right and the demon are incompatible, then you will be ruthless, don't vent your anger.

"Haha, it's okay. The most important thing now is whether fellow Taoist Yao Mengxun is really in the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice Hall?"

Yao Pofeng laughed and shook his hand indifferently, thinking that you, a little boy, know, can my old sister turn against me?

"Well, that's for sure! You may not believe it. The core secret of the ancient monument we are looking for is actually a stone gate, and there is no inheritance of Qilin Tooth's martial arts. Uncle Master was teleported to the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice Institute by the stone gate. All the cultivators who have entered the core of Yuanhua Realm can testify!"

As if he was afraid that Yao Pofeng would be concerned about the false inheritance, Lu Donglin quickly explained.

"Oh? Stone Gate? Teleportation?"

Yao Pofeng blinked his mouth, as if he didn't believe it.

"It's true! Fellow Daoist Han Yu, you and Brother Pofeng are in the same school, you said!"

"Damn, why do I have to say it?"

Han Yu almost cursed in his heart, but fortunately he was not a young man without any scheming. Even though his fists were clenched, he still said:

"Well, fellow Daoist Donglin said it well. During these days, Fairy Yao set up the formation to open the stone gate and explore the secrets of it, but for some reason he was teleported away."

"Well, so that's it, very good, very good. Xiao Han is still relatively reliable, I believe, I believe."

Yao Pofeng's serious comments made Han Yu almost go crazy.

Hua Yumian could even see that gusts of blue smoke began to rise from Han Yu's head, and his face turned red, as if it was about to explode at any time.

"Puff~"

Seeing this, the petite and lovely Hua Yumian couldn't help it. She burst out laughing, and then quickly covered her mouth. Unfortunately, she still focused everyone's eyes on her body. A needle can be heard in the huge camp.

"Ahem, don't worry, my wife is not feeling well recently, and sometimes she wants to vomit. So, you know!"

"Who is your wife!"

After hearing Yao Pofeng's words, Hua Yumian's face turned red and could bleeding.

The bastard actually said that she was so angry that she ignored her ladylike image and left five bright red little finger marks on Yao Pofeng's cheek with a bang.

“Hahahaha~”

But this time there were more than one person laughing out loud.

Especially Han Yu, his voice seemed to be deafening after practicing lion roar. The teacup on the table could splash out from water, and blurted out:

"You rascal is today!"

Immediately afterwards, a huge sound of ping-pong came from the camp.

Zhizheng Hall.

As the second wave of monk group that followed Jing Citian's arrival, Zhizhengtang's orderly march mode has taught Lu Donglin a good lesson.

As early as Jingcitian's group of young men were still busy setting up camps, the monks from Zhizhengtang had already begun to plan and plan.

Especially the Central Army camp, the layout of the houses in ordinary towns has long been exactly the same as that of the houses in ordinary towns, and everything they should have is available.

However, he still adheres to the principle of simple and frugality. Except for the necessary combat command items in the tent, any other slightly luxurious decoration is almost gone.

It is hard to imagine that Bai Zhi can maintain his original style in Bailian City after he gained power, and has not lost his heart to Taoism by Ronghua. You must know that now, not only has his extremely strong cultivation, but his power is also extremely huge.

If it weren't for the fact that the true masters of the Four Realms Mountains were afraid that the entire thirty-three realms might not be able to stop his iron hooves.

Even if it is placed outside, once Zhizhengtang has high-level cultivators, this group of people will immediately become an emerging third-rate sect!

The rattan wooden chair at the head was empty, but the two rows below were full.

All the people here are calm and calm as the sea. No one says even a word, they are all cultivators in the Yuanhua Realm of Qingyishui!

With the curtain of the rear camp opened, Bai Zhizheng was still short-haired and capable white robe, sitting calmly in his position.
Chapter completed!