The solemn-looking monk tried his best to suppress the curses that he was about to blurt out. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he could not wait to eat those guys from the Sand Demon Cave alive.
"Don't talk nonsense." Monk Konglun frowned slightly. For a moment, there was silence in front of the army.
At this time, a loud voice came from the top of the Sand Demon Cave's city wall.
"Hey … Why are those bald donkeys hiding their heads and tails coming to find trouble with your grandpa again? Do you want me to loosen your bones for you? "
The solemn-looking monk heard this and immediately said, "How dare you! I'll be back soon to teach those beasts a lesson!"
Monk Konglun said again, "Jianqing, don't be reckless."
At this time, the sage-like old man with a sword on his back stepped forward and said, "Immortal Master, let us go with Immortal Jianqing. Destroying the Sand Demon Cave is also a blessing for millions of living beings."
Monk Konglun heard this but did not express his opinion.
Another monk with a clean face stepped forward and bowed as he said, "Senior Brother, rules are meaningless to them any longer. Since the last time we came here, the aura of blood here is almost 10 times denser. Obviously, they've slaughtered countless living beings."
"If we don't punish them, I'm afraid this part of the sky will fall into a blood catastrophe."
…
"What are those bald donkeys talking about? Why aren't they attacking!" On the city wall of the Sand Demon Cave, an ugly and ferocious top cultivator said impatiently.
Cui Jing glared at him and then said in a deep voice, "All of you, keep quiet and be ready for battle!"
"This time, whoever cuts off the head of a bald donkey will be rewarded ten square meters of blood pool!"
As soon as these words came out, the city wall immediately became restless again. The eyes of all the top cultivators shone brightly, and they were already somewhat impatient.
"What's the situation? It seems that they are really going to fight." Several figures quietly squeezed onto the city wall.
Chen Qing held his forehead with his hand and stared at the army in the distance with wide eyes.
Jian Wushuang did not speak. His gaze passed through the light red haze and looked at the monks standing in front of the army.
Everything had two sides, life and death, and emptiness and abundance.
The resentment of the living beings in the Sand Devil Cavern was so thick that it could not be dispelled. Therefore, there would definitely be an opposing side.
Could these monks represent the extreme point of the other side?
Perhaps, this was the opportunity to unravel the inexplicable karma that bound them.
Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed. He was waiting, taking advantage of the situation.
Inside the Sand Demon Cave City, the evil top cultivators that blotted out the sky flew up, as if they were about to be unable to suppress the riot. They rushed out of the city and tore apart the assembled army.
Cui Jing was also somewhat impatient, and the eight-foot long staff in his hand continuously smashed the ground.
Right at this moment, the few monks who were standing in front of the black mass of troops suddenly stepped on the air and flew over.
"Sir Cui Jing, please listen to this old man's advice."
The dignified Monk Jian Qing forcefully suppressed the discomfort in his heart and spoke against his will.
Far away on the city wall, Cui Jing grinned when he heard this.
"Nice my ass! Brothers, charge forward and tear them apart!"
Upon receiving the order, a wave of bloodthirsty excitement surged into the sky.
"Are you kidding me? Why are you attacking so hastily?!" Jian Wushuang and the others could not believe it.
Cui Jing, this fellow, was simply a mad dog …
The black mass of top cultivators that blotted out the sky seemed to have broken free from their shackles. Like blood-thirsty wolves, they rushed out of the Sand Demon Cave City.
It was as if the dark Milky Way was flowing backwards. When the monks who came here to give useless advice saw this, their expressions froze. Then, they put their palms together and stood still.
Thousands of precious lights shone, dispelling the corrosive blood.
As for Monk Jian Qing, he was almost filled with rage. That brainless' nice my ass' ignited his fiery temper in an instant.
"Evil creature, I will definitely destroy your body and soul today!" Jian Qing stepped on the flowing clouds, and his ivory white robe fluttered in the strong wind.
"Junior brothers, help me!"
A total of four rays of brilliance surged out from the palms of the four monks behind Jian Qing. They merged into one and turned into a rainbow bridge, leading the way forward.
Jian Qing put his palms together and faced the black mass of the Milky Way with a solemn expression. Then, he chanted an incantation!
"Everlasting Ten Thousand Mammoths, Formless Great Might!"
Above a huge rainbow bridge, as the heavens and earth trembled, an impressive white dragon with four horns appeared.
Under the white dragon, Jian Qing's eyes were glaring fiercely as he cast an incantation.
Heaven and earth trembled. The white dragon opened its huge mouth, and with the power of heaven and earth, it faced the tens of thousands of top cultivators.
When the two collided, an incomparably huge ray of brilliance erupted.
At this moment, the earth was torn apart. The wild sand fell silent and poured into the earth's core.
The dark Milky Way was forcefully smashed apart by the illustrious White Dragon Treasure Form.
Countless ferocious top cultivators fell from the sky. They were already severely injured and could no longer live.
Similarly, the white dragon was also shattered. The ashen-faced monk Jian Qing was not afraid at all. With a black metal staff in his hand, he rushed into the camp of the Sand Demon's Lair and started massacring them.
The great army of the eighty-seven sects could no longer hold back.
The sage-like old man suddenly pulled out his real sword and pointed it at the sky. "Destroy the Sand Demon's Lair and open up the path of cultivation for us juniors!"
His voice reverberated in the sky. At this moment, the eighty-seven sects and sixteen thousand top cultivators were fighting a bloody battle against the Sand Demon's Lair!
Black and white clashed, and a fierce battle broke out.
The wind howled as the top cultivators died and fell.
They were the most outstanding geniuses of each sect in this vast and boundless Heaven Region. They had the brightest path of cultivation.
However, in the battle against the Sand Demon's Lair, they died one after another.
In the territory of the Sand Demon's Lair, the strength of the gathered top cultivators was more or less affected.
Casualties appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Countless geniuses died. Their broken corpses fell to the ground like rain.
At this moment, on the city wall, Jian Wushuang's expression turned solemn.
When such a chaotic battle broke out, the dozen monks had already blocked the front and were fighting with the top cultivators of the Sand Demon's Lair.
It was impossible for Jian Wushuang to get close to them.
Even if his strength recovered to its peak, he would be severely injured if he was careless when he barged into such a chaotic battle. Not to mention, he was still unable to control the derivation force freely.
"Is there no other way?" Jian Wushuang was silent. At the same time, he was thinking quickly about how to get close to them.
These monks were not weak. They were all in the Derived Immortal Realm. Naturally, they were not at a disadvantage in such a chaotic battle. Ordinary top cultivators could not get close to them.
Under their leadership, although the gathered sects suffered heavy injuries, they were still able to push the city wall bit by bit.
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