Sacrifice, yes, just sacrifice.

In the eyes of the evil sect, as long as the non evil creatures are all sacrifices, they can be used to sacrifice evil gods.

The power of monks in the mysterious world, such as the buried moon mountain and the Yuehua sect, is the favorite in the eyes of the evil clan.

Because the evil energy contained in the body of the friars of the evil clan is more powerful than ordinary friars, and they can produce more powerful forces when sacrificing. These forces are not like the strong physical friars of the xumiao clan, but make it difficult for the experts of the evil clan to start.

These people are the best targets.

With the scream of the monks behind them, Jin Rui and Sima Zhe, who were in front, suddenly found themselves and others surrounded. There were black crowds in all directions. These crowds were shrouded in black robes, which looked particularly strange.

"It's the people of the evil sect. We're surrounded." Jin Rui's side, a human shaped old tree sighed. This is an old tree that has lived for many years. It has slowly reached its present state through time accumulation. It can be said that it has gone through vicissitudes.

The white tiger on one side angrily said, "Damn it, without the magic power of the xuanjing, he is like a blind man. He will be ambushed by these garbage."

"Ha ha ha." Zhang Kuang's voice sounded again, "it's Yuehua sect and the buried moon mountain. You are the object of reward offered by the evil sect. If you are caught, you will get more gifts than you can imagine. It's great."

"Rubbish, you dare to bully me to bury the moon mountain." the white tiger was angry, swooped over and jumped at the physical cultivation leader of Yuanying realm.

"Kill me." the leader of the body cultivation shouted. Dozens of bright body friars around raised their weapons and rushed at Jinrui and others.

The battle was imminent, but it was one-sided. Just after contact, several monks in Yuanying realm were killed.

"No, they are all physical training." the peacock beside Jin Rui shouted.

Needless to say, Jinrui and Sima zhe also felt it. Jinrui immediately pushed Sima zhe into the crowd and shouted, "kill the heroes of the buried moon mountain."

Compared with human friars, the physical strength of demons and beasts is slightly stronger. Of course, this is also relative. Compared with the physical friars in the same realm, there is still a lot of difference.

The white tiger has a trace of blood of the legendary beast white tiger, and its physical strength is much stronger than that of ordinary friars. But what he is facing is, after all, a physical cultivation of the Yuan Ying realm, and the white tiger still lacks a lot of polishing of his own flesh. After all, it has been cultivating mana.

Peacocks, tree king and Jinrui also shot one after another, and the other Yuanying monsters also helped one after another to surround many friars of Yuehua sect.

On the battlefield where the white tiger fought with friar Yuanying, a claw was photographed, and the claw was enough to wear the golden crack stone. However, when photographed at Yuanying's body repair, he saw the mockery on the other party's face.

The white tiger is very angry, friar Yuanying. Originally, it was just an ant like existence in his eyes, but he didn't expect to humiliate himself with such eyes. His original strength has been used for 12 points.

Yuanying's body repair easily stretched out his arm and just lifted it up. In the angry eyes of the white tiger, he easily blocked his claw, and then the corner of Yuanying's mouth raised a sneer.

"Garbage to death." Bai Hu's body pressed down and bit Yuanying's head with sharp claws, but Yuanying friar grabbed his front claws and threw him out.

"Boom!"

The white tiger hit the ground and drew a deep ditch, which aroused the dust to block out the sun. The white tiger struggled to climb, but he didn't get up.

In one move, he was hit hard, and there was unspeakable suffocation in the white tiger's heart.

"Lao Bai." Jin Rui slapped a builder's head, looked at the injured white tiger and immediately shouted.

Then, the head of Yuanying body repair was walking towards the crowd step by step, with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Hold on, I'll take care of the this rubbish." Jin Rui yelled, and then rushed to Yuan Ying's body.

"Oh, is it another one coming to die?" yuan yingti Xiu smiled grimly and walked slowly to Jinrui.

Jin Rui looked back. When he came out, the demon monk Yuanying died again, which made his heart seem to be dripping blood.

These are his team members and the guarantee of his power.

"Kill!" Jin Rui stepped forward and hit Yuan Ying's chest with a simple punch.

"Childish." yuan yingti Xiu sneered and aimed at Jin Rui's fist, which was also a fist.

The muscles on both hands showed an explosive state. However, after this punch, Yuan Ying's body flew backwards.

On the way back, Yuan Ying's body was covered with an unbelievable face, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Boom!" Yuanying Tixiu's body drew a distance of more than ten meters on the ground, and a touch of bright red blood was exposed at the corners of his mouth. Unexpectedly, he suffered a lot of injuries under Jinrui's punch.

"You are also Tixiu?" Yuanying Tixiu coldly shouted, "in that case, I have to be serious.

"You hold on, I'll clean up the garbage first." Jin Rui shouted to his subordinates, but only a few demon kings can remain invincible in the buried moon mountain. Even if the other demon beasts are stronger, how can they resist the real physical cultivation.

The battle still took on an inverted form, but their resistance ability was slightly better than that of the Terran friars who had no resistance.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be an individual. Now your blood is more valuable and my credit will be greater." although Yuanying's body is still sneering ferociously with an internal injury, he doesn't care about Jin Rui.

"Die for me." Jin Rui rushed to his body and blew his fist at his head again. In a sneer, the body Friar's head deviated slightly and even avoided Jin Rui's fist. Then he leaned forward, close to Jin Rui's body, hit him with tape, and hit Jin Rui directly on his body. Then he got up, carried Jin Rui's body on his back and threw him out.

Jin Rui's face hit the dust and looked very embarrassed.

"Tut tut." the friar shook his head disdainfully. "I admit that your strength is better than me, but your physical cultivation skills are still too weak."

Jin Rui hates him. He is not physical cultivation at all, but has the normal power behind the divine dragon. As a divine beast, the divine dragon has great advantages in the flesh. If he specializes in cultivating the flesh, he can reach an extremely terrible state, at least more terrible than any creature of the same level.

Only a few legendary beasts can be compared, such as white tiger, Kunpeng and Phoenix.

The fighting method of Dharma cultivation is different from that of physical cultivation. Moreover, he used to be a dragon, and his physical strength is far less than that of the divine dragon. In addition, when he was a little monster, he only had Dharma cultivation skills. Therefore, Jin Rui only knew the fighting method of Dharma cultivation, and would not fight close to physical cultivation at all.

His moves are far inferior to those of Song Fei.

Therefore, when Yuanying's physical cultivation became serious, Jinrui felt that his strength had nowhere to be used. Just like playing on cotton, his powerful strength could not play a real combat effectiveness.

"Ah!" Jin Rui was so angry that he threw himself out again and rushed to Yuanying body repair. There was only one belief left in his heart. Kill Yuanying body repair first. When he was killed, it would be much simpler to pick up other foundation building with his own strength. The body repair of Jindan and others would be much simpler.

The fist spilled out like rain, but Yuanying Tixiu's body shuttled flexibly in his fist, making all Jinrui's attacks empty.

In Yuanying's eyes, Jinrui's attacks are all flaws.

"Boom!" after seizing the neutral position, Yuan Ying's body Xiu fell over his shoulder and directly smashed Jin Rui into the soil. Then his actions were as continuous as flowing clouds, directly facing Jin Rui on the ground and attacking him in a row.

Jinrui's body was kicked out and hit the ground.

In the crowd, Sima Zhe and others saw this behind the scenes and wanted to tear these body friars to pieces. They didn't expect that one day they would have such a oppressive experience.

In the eyes of mole ant like characters, they should humiliate them so much. This blow is not only physical, but also spiritual.

The demon families in the buried moon mountain began to suffer injuries and death, which made Sima zhe sad. Yuehuazong, how can he become the object of protection in the buried moon mountain? We should fight side by side.

Jin Rui was the most oppressed. He was despised by mole ants. He was originally stronger than him, but he was directly trampled by the other party because of his poor fighting skills, which made him feel like vomiting blood.

Moreover, more of his subordinates have been slaughtered. These are not only subordinates, but also his brothers who get along day and night.

One foot stepped on Jin Rui's head. At the moment, Jin Rui was seriously injured under a series of kicks. He couldn't make any effort. Under this foot, he began to make efforts slowly, making Jin Rui's head as uncomfortable as being tightly clamped by a gold hoop.

The feeling of splitting headache spread all over Jinrui's body in an instant. Jinrui's body rolled on the ground in pain.

When the monks saw Jin Rui, who was in pain, a trace of despair emerged in their hearts. Up to now, I'm afraid no one can escape the massacre of the evil clan. They know what it means to encounter the massacre of the evil clan.

"Lord, kill them. Even if you die, you have to fight with them." the heroes were angry next to Sima Zhe. Instead of being captured by the years, these old guys became more bloody.

"Hahaha, kill them all and leave none." yuan yingti Xiu made a crazy voice, "this is a great achievement. We will all have a gift. I will give you the credit."

After hearing the leader's words, the practitioners of the evil sect jumped at simazhe and others like beating chicken blood.

"Fortunately, it's not too late." just when everyone was most desperate, a familiar voice quietly sounded in everyone's ears.