Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 656: Endless Killing
Just as Xia Wuyou worried, monks from the Yama Palace continued to appear in the East China Sea. In just two days, they encountered no less than four teams.

Endless killing!

This feeling makes them feel physically and mentally exhausted.

The situation in the East is like this, but what about the entire Central Continent?

How many teams of monks are there?

I'm afraid it's a number that makes people's scalps tingle.

Han Yu silently threw down the huge tree in his hand and looked at the scarlet sea below.

He himself felt a little weak, and this feeling came from the bottom of his heart.

If it were just physical fatigue, it would be fine!
But this feeling of powerlessness left him at a loss.

"I feel like I've killed someone like that now."

He sighed silently in his sea of ​​consciousness.

In the past few days, a considerable number of monks from the Yama Palace died at his hands.

But even after killing so many people, the other side never stopped.

If any other sect in Central China had been slaughtered like this, it would have collapsed long ago.

"How many damn people are there?"

Han Yu couldn't help but curse.

The weapon spirit said helplessly, "You might as well imagine them as another Middle Continent."

They have been to the small world of the Tiandao Sect. In a sense, it might really be a small independent world.

If this is the case, then the Yama Palace must be the same.

How can we compare it with a sect in Central Continent when faced with an existence that controls an entire world?

It would be much more reasonable to imagine it as a world. For a monastic force with a population of a world, the number of people is the most insignificant factor.

"If you put it that way, it makes people even more desperate, okay?"

Han Yu spat lightly and said unhappily.

Zhongzhou has a hard time dealing with the Yama Palace alone, how can such a force really control the entire world?

Then Zhongzhou is just like the meat on the plate waiting to be shared.

"In the final analysis, it is because you Zhongzhou are too weak."

The spirit of the weapon sighed, the two sides were not on the same level at all.

No, it has never been a contest, but rather Yama Palace has been carrying out its own goals in an orderly manner.

Zhongzhou had to passively accept it, or even find it difficult to resist.

"Unless Zhongzhou has the power to fight back."

The spirit of the weapon said so.

The power of confrontation?
Han Yu thought of his elixir again, but he didn't know whether his elixir could improve the entire Central Continent.

"Do you think our elixirs are enough to make Zhongzhou stronger?"

Han Yu suddenly thought.

The spirit of the weapon shook its head and sneered.

"You're thinking shit."

Not to mention that Han Yu only has one pill every three days.

Even if every pill can bring about a huge improvement in ability, even if every pill is suitable for the current situation.

But! How many people can meet the criteria for taking medicine?
Now that this batch of top cultivators from Central Continent have finished eating the medicine, what should Han Yu do with the next batch of medicine?
This is also a flaw!
"Unless a group of monks can quickly emerge in Zhongzhou!"

This is the most optimistic situation that the spirit of the weapon can think of.

Moreover, speaking of elixirs, these days Han Yu was either seriously injured or ran here to snipe the monks from Yama Palace.

They even put the matter aside.

"There are two now."

Han Yu didn't really forget. This place was so close to the new city and he could go back and forth at any time, so there was no need to worry too much about it.

The situation outside the East China Sea was just like this. They had been surrounding and suppressing it for two days, but they had not seen any signs of the black fog stagnating.

He truly felt the trend of the times.

Not only he but also Su Xiaoxiao had the same feeling.

It’s impossible to completely wipe them out. It’s impossible to completely wipe them out.

And this is when he has someone on his side.

With the manpower gathered now, the number of cultivators in the initial stage has exceeded two thousand.

There was also the private cargo given to him by Mu Zili, fifty wandering monks.

Such a force is enough for him to sweep away the monks of Yama Palace on the outskirts of the southern border.

But even so, he was unable to stop the actions of Yama Palace.

The black fog will continue to spread as usual, and the other side will continue to send people as usual.

"They knew that sending so many people here would mostly lead to their deaths, so didn't they think about the consequences?" Su Xiaoxiao was a little depressed. The way Yama Palace was determined to get what it wanted at any cost made him feel cold in his heart.

What confidence enables them to use the monks at the initial stage as cannon fodder?
"Still suppressing?"

Someone asked this.

Su Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment, then nodded again and said through gritted teeth.

"Suppress, why not suppress!"

He really didn't believe that Yama Palace could really use these guys as cannon fodder.

Even if he really had to be cannon fodder, he wanted to see how many cannon fodder they had.

Is it really impossible to kill them all?

After a few more days of suppression, there was no sign that the Yama Palace had any intention of retreating.

There are always a steady stream of monks rushing here at all times, under this kind of killing.

Even Su Xiaoxiao was chilled to death by the killing.

Three thousand!

Even if it's less than that, it should be around three thousand!

What is that concept?
Su Xiaoxiao looked back at her team. The crowd was so dense that it even blocked out the sun in the sky.

The Yama Palace sent him out to die without even blinking an eye!
When Wang Xingzhi and Liu Zongyuan returned, it was already several days after Su Xiaoxiao's massacre.

This time, he brought with him five hundred monks.

Su Xiaoxiao was quite shocked by this number at first.

The monks who walked the path were all dispatched, which meant that they also began to fight with the core forces.

What shocked him even more was the news that Wang Xingzhi brought back.

Are the ten great Taoist palaces of Yama Palace going to be moved to Zhongzhou?

Then correspondingly, their Tiandao Sect must also take equal countermeasures.

All of a sudden, he couldn't help feeling a little dizzy.

Isn't it about fighting for the core strength?

This is a fight to the higher level of power!

In Zhongzhou's words, this is equivalent to a battle of family background.

And Muzi Li also brought a message.

"You are still responsible for the affairs of the southern border."

Wang Xingzhi relayed Mu Zilii's words.

In other words, this group of people will also be led by Su Xiaoxiao.

"Did you tell me what to do?"

Su Xiaoxiao frowned and asked, are you so confident in handing over such a large number of people to him?

To be honest, even if Mu Zili trusts him, he may not trust himself.

Wang Xingzhi shook his head. Mu Zili did not have any particularly clear arrangements. He asked a similar question to Su Xiaoxiao at that time.

"Elder Mu said that you can make your own decision."

Su Xiaoxiao gave a bitter smile. What a stupid idea he had.

If he were to make the decision, the most he would do is to continue suppressing and killing.

See if you can scare the opponent!
"Then keep killing."

Su Xiaoxiao shook his head. Kill as many as possible. This was the only thing he could think of.

Even if we can't stop it, we can't let it go too smoothly.

As for the higher-level power, Su Xiaoxiao still didn't dare to touch the Western Territory easily.

Judging from the nature of Yama Palace, there must have been cultivators at the divine level already coming to take charge, right?

After all, since my own master has come, the other party will definitely be able to come as well.

In fact, he not only came, but also beat the old Taoist priest half to a cripple.

On the East China Sea side, after the old Taoist waited for two days, the time for backlash had finally passed.

The feeling of having spiritual power returning to my body is so good.

With spiritual power backing him up, he finally felt confident again.

God knows how depressed he is staying here, especially he is afraid that Meng Yun will come back to attack him again after getting bored.

I want to leave but I don't dare.

He was even more afraid of dying at the hands of the young monk on the opposite side and becoming a laughing stock for the next few thousand years.

Next time, you must never use this kind of heavenly law lightly, as it has such great backlash.

The old Taoist who had suffered a loss could only swear secretly.

(End of this chapter)