These monks in the Killing Physical Stage did not fly over there immediately, and they were already giving face to the young man in white robe and the big man in curly beard!

Before, he saw the monk from the Immortal Palace frowning. He saw a bloody figure flying towards him from afar. He was still familiar with the face of this person. He was a senior brother Dong Guo, who was a fake baby in cultivation.

"Hey, isn't that senior brother Dongguo? Why do you feel hurt?" The sharp-eyed monk shouted loudly to everyone.

At this time, the bloody figure seemed to be exhausted and fell straight from the air and fell straight towards the ground.

"Yes, it's Senior Brother Dongguo. He seems to be seriously injured. Go up and respond." Another monk also saw it, jumped up and flew towards the bloody monk over there, but before him, there was already a lottery

The female cultivator jumped up and caught him when the bloody figure was about to fall into meat sauce, but it was the female cultivator Ximen.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" The female cultivator in her colorful skirt held the male cultivator in her arms, and without thinking, pouring her magic power into her body, trying her best to suppress more than a hundred injuries of all sizes on her body.

The male cultivator, covered in blood, did not respond to the female cultivator's words in the color skirt, but struggled to raise his head and looked at the dozen monks surrounding him with difficulty, counting one by one, as if counting the number of people.

When the young man in the white robe saw the bloody figure in the distance, he felt a little inexplicable throbbing in his heart, which made him so miserable that he did not come around immediately. Instead, he thought about pinching the magic tricks and sensing something. After his magic tricks were completed, his face suddenly changed.

"No, he is not Junior Brother Dongguo. Junior Brother Dongguo is dead. Come back quickly!" The young man in white robe shouted, and circles of sound waves that could be seen in the naked eye were shaking and waved towards the other side.

Hearing the reminder of the young man in white robe, the dozen or so cultivators in the Kalpa stage subconsciously turned their heads to look at the male cultivator with blood in the arms of the female cultivator with colorful skirts near them. They were full of doubts. This was clearly Junior Brother Dongguo, and that kind of aura would not be wrong. Moreover, can Junior Sister Ximen even recognize her dual cultivator partner who had been with him day and night for more than a hundred years?

But just when everyone saw the junior sister Ximen wearing a colorful skirt, their pupils suddenly shrank. They actually saw a bloody hand coming out from behind, holding a beating heart inside.

The female cultivator with colorful skirt widened her eyes, her face instantly pale and bloodless. When she looked at the male cultivator in her eyes, her eyes were full of disbelief. She never expected that it was the closest person who gave her a fatal blow, without any delay or any vitality.

The male cultivator, who was considered to be a photographer from Dongguo, kissed the pale lips of the cultivator of the color skirt, then grinned evilly, and pinched it suddenly, and the heart of the female cultivator of the color skirt burst into a pool of minced meat.

The female cultivator of the color skirt was attacked and died. At this time, why didn’t the monks in the Jiedan stage understand that the person in front of him was indeed fake, “No, he is really not Junior Brother Dongguo, take him down!” Someone shouted, and more than ten powerful ancient treasures were smashed down one after another.

Only a loud "boom!" was heard, and the sound waves from the young man in white robe hit a black and red light curtain, and only a trace of ripples appeared on the light curtain. On the other side, more than ten secret treasures of Taiyi Sect's Jindan-stage monks hit the body of Dong Guoshe who had not resisted, instantly smashing it into pieces.

What happened next was surprising. Whether it was Dong Guo's body that was smashed into meat paste or the corpse of the female cultivator with colorful skirts, they almost disappeared, turning into more than ten strands of blood and disappearing, blending into the black and red light curtain that suddenly appeared around.

"What's going on? What's the formation?" Many monks of Taiyi Sect, covered by the black and red formation, looked at the formation above their heads and all raised their heads seriously.

"Hahaha, senior brother, there are more than ten in this wave, including the eleven not long ago, so you can barely open an entrance!" A monk covered in a black robe appeared from somewhere, stood on the black and red light curtain, and said in a sinister manner.

"Of course, twenty top-level blood sacrifices in the Dan Killing Stage can still open an entrance!" A black demonic energy flashed slightly, and a monk wearing a black robe appeared on the edge of the black and red light curtain.

"Nasty Soul Stage!" The man with a beard suddenly felt a chill in his heart as he looked at the two black-robed monks who suddenly appeared.

The heart of the Killing Pharmacy Stage was deepest, and they were in danger. Although they were about ten of them, they were top cultivators in the Killing Pharmacy Stage, the other party was in the Nascent Soul Stage. One of them was a huge aura, and it was clearly not a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul Stage. The other party set up a large formation, trapping them inside, occupying the advantage of the territory, and having completely asymmetrical strength.

"We are monks of Taiyi Sect. All the Supreme Elders are outside and will be here soon. Why are the two seniors trapping the monks of this sect?" The white-robed monk who was not covered by the black and red formation retreated more than a hundred feet and spoke loudly, without hiding the threat in his words.

"You Taiyi Sect's old ghosts are all at Giant Sword Peak and are walking through the main gate. How could you come here? Otherwise, how could you lure and kill you so blatantly? And do you think that the portal can still be used in the short term without our urge?" A black-robed monk sneered.

"The portal is your hand and footsteps. Who are you and how did you get in!" The young man in white robe changed his face and asked in disbelief.
Chapter completed!