Chapter 170: Delay until senior brother comes back
Zhu Dali, the head of Dali Sect, likes to cook ordinary people and is considered a gourmet.
The characteristic of their sect is their almost endless power, and what Zhu Dali likes most is making various delicious ways to eat mortals.
Food has nothing to do with their sect's magic. If it does, it is that their magic is based on the power of mortals. The more they eat, the stronger their power will be and their body will be stronger.
There are some shadows of the Armored Sect, but this method was originally passed down by King Kui, so it is normal to be somewhat similar.
As a member of the Infinite Sect, no matter how magical Song Yin is, he has no fear in his heart.
Half of his body was knocked out in an instant and he was on the verge of death. Not only was he not afraid, but he was also deeply unwilling.
He hasn't handed over his hand yet. Why should he die?
He is going to become a land god!
He is someone who wants to make countless ways to eat ordinary people!
He is someone who wants to enjoy endless battles with others!
How could you die here!
There is no one who can get along well with anyone who has mastered the method and has practiced it to the ninth level, and Zhu Dali is no exception.
He has a small magical power called "Giant Heaven and Earth". When he was a mortal, he was lucky enough to see the power of a person as big as ten thousand feet. He has always remembered it in his heart, and this small magical power can make his body become
Got huge.
Several people from Dalimen rushed forward and saw Wang Qizheng violently rushing forward. He directly took out his ax and slashed forward with a wave of air, cutting those people in half.
Wang Qizheng directly swung the air wave with his ax and offset some of it.
Where did so many people come from?
"You're so scared! Kill as many as you can!"
This feeling makes him happy, makes him happy, and lets him know what infinite power is!
With a magic weapon and so many people, no matter what you say, you can scare them away.
Most of the fireballs emitted in the air were offset by Zhang Feixuan's blood blade and exploded in the air like fireworks.
Bang!
Song Yin's body was covered by claws. Those huge claws were taller than others, and with a huge force, they directly knocked him out.
Zhang Feixuan flew a bloody blade to offset some of it.
boom!!
Sure enough, some people started to loosen up and wanted to retreat.
There was no trace of any afterimage at that speed. The claws were clearly in a waving posture, but as soon as they were swung out, the attack was already launched.
But if a sect goes out in full force, then this person must be at the sixth level.
Zhang Feixuan looked solemn.
It was so realistic that they almost believed it.
"It's a deception, it's not true!"
The fireball came and collided with several bloody blades in mid-air, erupting into a wave of air and a roar.
The sects that have survived to this day in the Sumeru Channel are basically about the same level.
"Evil energy entering the body is like a demon and should be killed!"
This is an eyesore.
"Power, infinite power, awesome!"
He held the seal and raised fireballs. Behind him, a large number of disciples also raised water arrows, fireballs and ice arrows.
Even if a sect has a sixth level, six sects are six, and although these people have just broken through to the sixth level, there are only four in total, but only three can really fight.
How to fight this?
In the past, he would have run away long ago, but now he doesn't dare.
The rest of them also dodged in time and allowed the attack to hit the mountain road, directly passing through the seemingly densely packed Golden Immortal Sect Qi Practitioners.
"Magic weapon?" Among the crowd, a Qi Refiner said in astonishment.
Wang Qizheng was moving around in the circle at a very fast speed. He suddenly rushed to the Qi Master who stepped into the poisonous circle, either to fight him back or to tear him into pieces.
Bell is hopeless, she is crazy, and the whole action is unpredictable.
Three against six, they are still the damn weak Dan sect.
There are about a hundred or so third-level qi-refiners outside. Facing them, a dozen first- and second-level qi-refiners from the Golden Immortal Sect, the cover-up has been broken.
Seeing so many people, those Qi practitioners who wanted to squeeze into the poisonous circle hesitated and did not dare to move.
But soon, they reacted.
Its appearance is somewhat similar to that of Song Yin. Although the armors are of various kinds, they are also divided into groups. Basically, the armors of each group are similar.
Faced with this sudden large number of attacks, everyone's reaction was just to run away and dodge.
"Our leader is here!"
Such magical things, no matter how small their power, are still good things.
But as soon as he raised his head to look at the sky, he saw Song Yin stagnant in the air, with a pair of blood-red eyes full of excitement, "Great, you're not dead, let's continue fighting!"
Those spells were like a barrage, with a feeling of blocking out the sky and the sun, and they were directed towards Zhang Feixuan.
An eighth- or ninth-level sect leader paired with a sixth-level leader of Tongyou is the standard configuration of the Xumimai Sect.
A Dali Sect disciple's eyes lit up, and he said angrily: "Okay! You actually deceived me. There are only a few of them, so what are you going to do with them?"
The Qi Refiner from Feixian Sect even smiled: "It's fake, isn't it? Come on, brothers!"
At this moment, Wang Hu shouted loudly, and behind them, at least a thousand disciples came out of the mountain path in a swarm, surrounding the mountain path with water. These disciples were all burly, fierce-looking, and wearing all kinds of armor.
"Everyone get off the mountain!"
Another fireball flew out of his hand, and then he stared at Zhang Feixuan: "Now, you guys can't escape."
Zhang Fei
The one who threw the fireballs was at least five levels.
The huge monster waved its claws covered with black and red hair.
Even Zhang Feixuan and the others were shocked.
What's wrong with half a body? Half a body can still fight!
Just when Zhu Dali was about to use his small magical power, he suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling for some reason.
Zhu Dali struggled to tear away the flesh and blood on his body, his half-man, half-animal face was full of ferociousness, and he shouted to the sky: "That's great!!"
"superior!"
In the air wave, a large number of Qi Refiners began to approach, trying to pass through the mountain pass.
Gao Sishu stretched out his hand and saw a cloud of green mist, forming a circle of green poison that made people unable to get close for a while.
Song Yin in the air clenched his fist and blasted out a white light, "Don't stop me from saving the master!"
…
Suddenly, the Feixian Sect Qi Master who threw the fireball shouted: "This is an order, no one can escape, Feixian Sect listens to my order!"
They still know the magic weapon.
This look, this look.
“That’s great!!”
He held the magical weapon, stood there proudly, held his head high and said: "If you insist on forcing yourself, the disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect will never give up!"
"Our Golden Immortal Sect has no intention of making an enemy of you, it's still too late to retreat now!"
boom!!
Senior brother will definitely kill those heads, even the land gods are not afraid of him.
So before that, just wait until senior brother comes back!
"Certainly!"
Zhang Feixuan's pupils shrank and he hit his hand with the folding fan. The body of the Qi Refiner from Feixian Sect froze.