At this time, the hearts of these people are full of regret. Why on earth did they come to this place to join in the fun. I'm still trying to see Xiaoyao Qizi's jokes. As a result, they themselves became the biggest joke. Looking at the crowd like birds and animals, Chu Xinyan didn't even move, showing a sarcastic expression on his face“ Master Jing League, now you should understand it? " Chu Xinyan looked at Jing Tianyi's uncertain face, showing a cold smile: "what people's aspirations, what moral public opinion, all count as a fart!"“ In this world of cultivation, the only one who is qualified to have the right to speak is strength Jing Tianyi's heart jumped. Suddenly, as if aware of something, suddenly looked around. Then one after another screams came from all directions. The monks who had just run away all came back in confusion. And it's the monks' army that follows behind these friars to crush, drive and kill them! It's a hundred thousand army composed by Marquis Dingbei and the iron armor guards of Houdun tribe! The strength of the iron armour guard can't be clearer than Jing Tianyi's. The whole army is equipped with eight kinds of defense armor, and their accomplishments are all above the golden elixir period. Such an army, even a small team of three or five, is extremely difficult to deal with. What's more, it's a mighty force with tacit understanding. Let's look at the northern marquis. This army is quite different from the ordinary legion of monks. They don't have much spiritual power around them. From a rough look, they may even think that they are just ordinary mortals and low-level forge body friars. However, when they cut people with knives, their bodies will gush with wisps of black air. The black Qi has the power of Yin evil. As long as it entangles the friars, the spiritual power in their body will not work. But they are not afraid of pain. No matter how many swords were stabbed, they would roar forward. Between killing and cutting, their ruthlessness is even more frightening. With the long knife in hand, a person's head rolls down or half of his body flies into the air in a flash. And their red eyes, seeing the scene like purgatory bar in the world, not only didn't have the slightest fear, but also full of bloodthirsty excitement. Such a monster is not like orthodox spiritual cultivation. It's a monster! This is a real magic army! There were cries of ghosts and wolves, begging for mercy, and angry curses in the square. The smell of blood becomes more and more thick, thick choking nose, thick heart straight to sink【 Although they were hiding in the Honghuang tower, they were not affected. But looking at the scene outside, it was still chilly. Where do these people think of it. They thought it was a meeting of killing demons to join in the fun and gloat. In the end, it became their inevitable burial place. Kong yuanjiu watched as the innocent friars were killed one after another. Want to rush out to save people, but think of what, after all, or suppress down. His eyes turned to Jun Muyan. The girl's face was like snow, her eyes were sparse, and she seemed to be indifferent to what happened in front of her. But the hands on the knees were clenched into fists. The hourglass on the heavenly magic organ flows silently. It's like the approaching of hope, and it's like the falling of a death charm. Kong yuanjiu took a deep breath and closed his eyes. No, there's not enough time!