Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 457 Strong Return ([-])

On the ground, the battle is over, the people in Wan Yao Palace are almost dead, and the rest are powerless or dare not fight anymore, just waiting for tens of thousands of reinforcements in the sky to destroy these terrifying enemies.

Women like Duan Yixue, Huangfu Yanran, and men like Ye Feng and Yan Kuan raised their heads and looked up. The crowd in the sky was filled with darkness, feeling the mountain-like majesty. many.

Then, the scattered brothers in Nitian Pavilion also began to gather. They staggered and dragged, seemingly exhausted, but the cold and ferocious expression on their faces remained unchanged.

Soon, less than 300 people from Nitian Pavilion regrouped together. They all raised their heads and glared at the sky. The countless eyes were full of unyielding, no matter how powerful the enemy was, they would not be subdued.

"Brothers, maybe we will die, but we are definitely not defeated. Just like our brothers who have died, each of them has fought to the last trace of strength, the last trace of blood, they are brave." Yan Kuanchang's hoarse voice Sounded in the quiet scene.

"You can only die, you can't retreat. This is the strong man." Ye Feng said in a cold voice without any emotion.

"Brothers and sisters, kill them all." Duan Yixue said, his cold eyes were full of evil.

Listening to these voices, looking at those extremely evil and charming faces, the tens of thousands of people in the air can no longer hold on, wishing to immediately wipe out the hundreds of monsters below, so that the faint fear and fear in their hearts will be Dissipate, so that you won't feel that you are afraid of the enemy.

As a result, the formation of tens of thousands of people in Wan Yao Palace suddenly fell, like a thick dark cloud suddenly sinking.

The devastated land once again picked up strong winds, flying sand and gravel.

"Om..."

Just as the formation of tens of thousands of people moved, the sky above their heads suddenly trembled.

A more vast, more powerful, solid-like wind pressure suddenly came from the distant sky. The wind pressure range spanned thousands of miles, and the entire void was distorted, showing a straight, thousands of miles across. The curved concave surface is like a transparent curtain blown up by the strong wind, and the sunlight is refracted to form a rainbow wave that spans thousands of miles.

The hearts of the tens of thousands of people in the Wan Yao Palace jumped for no reason, and a strong feeling of uneasiness surged up.

The speed of the fall stopped abruptly, and tens of thousands of people turned their heads together, looking at the distant sky.

Then, everyone raised their heads one after another, their eyes widened, and they gasped!

In broad daylight, countless meteors surged from the southern sky, covering thousands of miles, and they were extremely dense, flying towards this side with the force of lightning.

The overwhelming star clusters are all transformed by monks, and the vastness is astounding.

The violent wind pressure caused tens of thousands of people in the Wan Yao Palace to wear their clothes and hair flying, and even the spiritual power of the body protection on the body surface was trembling and trembling, as if it was about to collapse.

Preliminary estimates show that there are as many as tens of thousands of people in that group of stars, and there are so many masters among them. Everyone in Wan Yao Palace just took a cursory glance and found that there are more than 40 golden immortals!
There are also four or five people, even the generals of the Golden Immortals in Wan Yao Palace can't see their details clearly.

Powerful, powerful enough to make people tremble!

In less than two breaths, the stars had already arrived.

The trail of streamers all over the sky slowly dissipated, the wind died down, and tens of thousands of people appeared.

A larger encirclement circle was formed, surrounding the tens of thousands of people in Wan Yao Palace.

Tens of thousands of people, all dressed in black robes, none showing their faces, all wearing black hats and holding long swords, the black and green aura of more than 1 people is billowing in the air like clouds, The light of the whole world dimmed.

The cold and pure murderous aura spread silently, and the void trembled automatically, showing fine ripples, as if there was no one in the black robes, only the soul condensed by the murderous aura, ruthless and loveless, only knowing how to kill.

More importantly, the number of masters among this group of men in black is by no means comparable to that of Wan Yao Palace. There are more than 40 golden immortals, and there are countless heavenly and earthly immortals, especially the six people floating above the entire encirclement. It was even more frightening, except for a first-order golden immortal in the middle, the other five seemed to be Da Luo golden immortals, because their aura far surpassed that of a golden immortal master, and they didn't need mental power to detect it at all. Just let the few golden immortals on the side of Wan Yao Palace feel timid, what is it if it is not a big Luo Jinxian?
"How did this happen? Why did so many demons suddenly appear?" On the side of Wan Yao Palace, a leading general screamed, his voice trembling instinctively, and he didn't care about the remnants of the Nitian Pavilion below.

The group of men in black didn't move, but among the few people floating in the sky, the man in black of the first-order Golden Immortal suddenly fell to the ground and walked towards the people in Nitian Pavilion.

The sun shone down from the gaps in the dense crowd, trembling on the straight black figure, and one could faintly see the face under the black hat.

Everyone in Nitian Pavilion was suddenly excited. The man in black who was walking over was none other than Wang Mu, whom they had been thinking about day and night.

Nowhere to be found!
Duan Yixue's eyes trembled suddenly, the resentment in her heart was replaced by gentleness, the black energy all over her body dissipated, and the * character on her forehead disappeared automatically.

Their eyes became gentle and excited, and they looked at Wang Mu who was walking with a smile.

Wang Mu was also looking at them, but couldn't smile.

"Yan Kuan!"

Yan Kuan was about to rush up, but was grabbed by Duan Yixue. He glanced at Duan Yixue with red eyes, Yan Kuan seemed to understand something, and took back his steps.

Bingyue had explained to everyone in Nitian Pavilion before that after Wang Mu came back, he must cooperate to hide his identity, and now Wang Mu is dressed like this, obviously also to cover up his dead identity.

"Does it hurt?"

Standing in front of Bing Ling'er, looking at the bright red blood on her body, Wang Mu said softly.

Bing Ling'er blinked her ethereal beautiful eyes, looked at the handsome face looming in the darkness before her, and said with a sweet smile, "Brother Wang, it doesn't hurt. It's just a little dirty."

As she said that, she looked down at her dust-stained wound and the blood of the enemy falling on the white clothes, and said in a somewhat dejected and disgusted manner.

Wang Mu frowned slightly, then looked at Bai Xiaoyu next to him.

Bai Xiaoyu also smiled sweetly, in her innocent eyes, there seemed to be no understanding of black and white, good and evil, but they were already covered with scars.

He looked at Huangfu Yanran and the other women, all of whom had the same pretty faces with pale faces and scars all over their bodies.

Taking a breath, Wang Mu's heart ached inexplicably.

Bing Ling'er and Bai Xiaoyu, spotless and ethereal like the holy ice and snow of the extreme north, how could they gallop in this dirty sand field, how could they be hurt by those worldly and filthy people?How to let those dirty blood fall on them?

As a Buddhist disciple, Wang Mu loves the purest, most beautiful, and kindest things in the world. It is the mission of Buddhist disciples to protect these holy things, and it is Wang Mu's willing mission.

When meeting these women, Wang Mu thought that no matter what happened in the future, they should not let their purity be affected by the chaos between heaven and earth, but now...

"Okay! You demons are so courageous, you dare to let Daluo Jinxian participate in the battle without authorization! Do you think that we have no masters in Wanyao Palace? You, you are finished, you wait! Don't get too complacent, our Palace Master will send More Daluo Jinxian, kill all of you!"

At this moment, the leading general in the air finally dared to confirm that the five people in the higher air were Da Luo Jinxian. In a panic, he pointed at the five people and gnashed his teeth, trying to scare these strong men in the name of the master of the Wan Yao Palace. , and then took the opportunity to escape.

However, the five people floating in the higher sky acted as if they hadn't heard what they said. Under the black hat of the man in black in the middle, Long Shaoyu's face with half a dragon scale was full of indifference, and he just glanced at the man in the middle. The surrounding crowd of Wan Yao Palace turned their eyes to Wang Mu below, waiting for Wang Mu's order.

"Call your sister, call me! Listen to me, die! Or submit!" Inside the encirclement below Long Shaoyu and the five, Man You, who was also hidden under a black hat, raised his finger and shouted angrily at the general of the Wan Yao Palace.

The generals of Wan Yao Palace couldn't help panicking, and instinctively raised their long swords. There was commotion in the entire camp of tens of thousands of people, and the large group of people instinctively moved closer to the middle, not daring to get closer to the encirclement of the men in black on the opposite side .

"Wait a minute," at this moment, on the ground, Wang Mu suddenly raised his hand, his gentle eyes moved away from the scarred bodies of the girls in front of him, and looked back at the sky, his eyes suddenly became cold and hard, leisurely A voice came: "There is no need to surrender, kill without mercy."

The misty voice carried a cold murderous look.

Everyone in Wan Yao Palace was shocked, and their horrified eyes instantly focused on Wang Mu, thinking that this guy who only had golden immortals was too crazy. With his cultivation level, it was obviously impossible to order this guy who had dozens of golden immortals, and even The demon race that all Da Luo Jinxians have.

However, when everyone looked down at Wang Mu, Wang Mu had already turned his head and headed further away with everyone in Nitian Pavilion, regardless of the movement in the sky.

Everyone in Wan Yao Palace couldn't help frowning, and the ominousness in their hearts became clearer. Then, their fearful eyes slowly lifted up, and looked at the large group of men in black on the periphery.

"Kill Unforgiven!" Manyou waved his hands and roared.

The encirclement of tens of thousands of people suddenly rioted, and everyone swung their swords down.

Dozens of golden immortals, countless heavenly and earthly immortals, combined to strike together, can be said to destroy heaven and earth.

A large piece of void exploded, and the countless sword lights condensed, directly forming a sea of ​​spiritual power, and tens of thousands of people in Wan Yao Palace were smashed into the shattered void without any suspense.

Then, the figure followed the fragments of the void and fell, the sky shivered with brilliance, and the wind blew violently.

(End of this chapter)