"Bang." Four external forces pulled down, and in an instant, the tent that was against the sky was torn apart, and the rag flew around.

He knelt on the felt, wrapped in a blanket, and stared blankly at the twelve black-clothed killers who were holding swords from all directions.

These killers are indeed very powerful. It seems that their realms are all in the early stage of the Moying Realm. The Zhong family has indeed made a major contribution to the twelve killers in the early stage of the Moying Realm.

But! What use can these twelve early stages of the Moying Realm come to?

The beasts who were originally ready to call him fell to the ground in a dilemma and all stopped. Needless to say, they knew that they would not have the chance to fight.

[Everyday, didn’t you say that the Zhong family will definitely make a heavy book in order to kill you with one blow? You are lying to others!]

[What can you do with these twelve little bugs?] Shouldn’t there be 3,500 killers?

Didn’t your Zhong family send such a few people here? Ni Tian looked at her in a daze. This was also the question in her heart at this moment.

"Yes, why are there so many people here? It's so strange." Yao Jia sat cross-legged beside Ni Tian, ​​with a shocked expression on his face, "Didn't you say that before the battle group starts, the Zhong family will definitely send many masters to kill you overnight? Why is this kind of person too much to see?"

I beat my chest and stamped my feet, okay, okay, I am so arrogant to them!

While speaking, the twelve killers outside had already made Qin Jue and Junlin clean up. Lord Lans had only time to walk out and take a look, and all the storm ended successfully.

Ni Tian turned his head to look at the curious Yao Jia, gritting his teeth, "I didn't expect that the head of the Zhong family is so poor. He only has such a broken man, and he dares to take action against me."

As he said that, he raised his hand and patted Yao Jia's legs, lifted the quilt wrapped around him, and stood up with simplicity of makeup, "Go and have a look."

Ni Tian, ​​carrying a pair of small hands, looked gloomy and gloomy, walked to the row of twelve corpses in small steps and watched around.

Because Jun Lin and Qin Jue took action very quickly and packed up quietly, apart from the Yun clan, some of the close tents in the Shenhuan Hall knew the movement, and the others didn't know that a small battle had occurred in the night.

All of these twelve people were cut off from their vitality by extremely sharp methods. The neck and heart were scarred. The two of them made a fierce move and did not think about prying out any information from these killers. Therefore, they were aiming at the purpose of killing people at the beginning, and they were extremely serious.

Qin Xiaofeng glanced around and shook his head and said, "I can't understand the Zhong family's approach. Since they knew that sending twelve people was of no use, why did they have to kill these twelve early stage killers in the Moying Realm?"

Everyone also doesn't understand that in the two realms of gods and demons, the Mo Ying Realm can be regarded as a master. How much wealth and resources are consumed to cultivate a Mo Ying Realm is almost impossible to measure.

This is equivalent to a death sentence. It is useless to waste family resources. Isn’t it a waste? This is something that everyone can’t figure out.

Zhong Tao knew that Lord Lans was in charge here, but he sent twelve Moying Realm disciples to die. Isn’t this funny?

Lord Lans stood aside with an inexplicable look on his face, his hands were placed in the water-blue sleeves, and his long curly hair was scattered behind him, slowly cutting a ripples under the cool breeze in the middle of the night.

When everyone was talking, he kept pursing his lips and his eyes suddenly fell among a row of corpses. One of them suddenly bounced his tail finger under his sharp eyes like a falcon. Although it was so fast that it was dazzling, Lord Lans suddenly spoke, "Let them all retreat."

With this sound, everyone retreated almost like a conditioned reflex.

"Teng!" Twelve dead bodies suddenly burst out at the same time, attacking the crowd at a rapid speed, scaring the group of Yun clan disciples around him to scream in shock.

No one expected that the dead corpse would suddenly live at the same time. Junlin and Qin Jue had reacted quickly enough. The dead corpse would reach out to pull the sky at the same time, but they did not expect that the living corpse would be separated by two people at the same time as if they were conscious.

The corpse soared by three meters, and all the clothes were bursting. His face was twisted and ferocious, like a thick ghost wall. His huge and strong body immediately surrounded him, blocking everyone into several camps, and he did not hesitate to beat him to death.

Two Yun clan children were caught off guard and were shot out, smashed hard on two tents on the side, making a loud noise, and immediately fainted and died of life and death.

The people in the tent crawled out in fear, originally sleepy, and when they glanced at the dead body more than three meters high, they screamed in panic.

One of the dead bodies broke out, and his iron-like dry hands grabbed Yao Jia's neck. The momentum exuded was the peak power of the late stage of the Moying Realm.

Ni Tian's heart jumped, and while kicking it out, he quickly pulled Yao Jia back and pushed him out.

Then he suddenly discovered that in this second, the eyes of the dead corpse in front of him had opened, and a terrible green light shone in his eyes. At the same time, the sharp teeth like fangs were stretched out from his open mouth. The aura on his body gradually rose, and within minutes he crossed the Moying Realm and reached the middle stage of the Baiying Realm.

Wei Tian was stunned and his heart suddenly jumped. The mutation of these dead bodies in front of her made her inexplicably think of the demon monks who had been demonized. Obviously, the condition of these dead bodies was even more terrifying than those demon monks, and their combat power was also greater than that of those demon monks.

No wonder Zhong Tao only sent twelve killers to attack, and it turned out that he was waiting for her here!

In this moment, the eyes of the dead corpse in front of him had a green and faint luster, and the aura on his body had instantly increased from the middle stage of the White Infant Realm to the peak of the White Infant Realm. Damn this is a scam, I'm stepping into a big realm within a minute. Is there such a thing to do!

"Tian'er." After the blood flames in Junlin's hand wiped out a dead corpse, he rushed to Nitian's side. Halfway through, he saw the dead corpse that had climbed to the Baiying Realm wide open, his hands clenched into fists, and bombarded Nitian's head. He was almost so scared that his heart almost stopped beating.

With a loud "boom", under the huge fist shadow, the ground where Nitian stood was completely sunk by the air waves, forming a large deep pit. At the critical moment, Nitian teleported to two hundred meters away, wiped with sweat, and the man was hugged by Jun Lin who was thrown into his arms.

"Not afraid or not." Wei Tian patted his chest, then went over and patted Junlin's chest with his backhand, with a look of lingering fear on his face.
Chapter completed!