immortal world

Chapter 46 Procrastination
Called by the seraph, the rest of the little shrimps quickly flapped their wings and swarmed forward.

Seeing dozens of angels rushing over, one of the immortal cultivators whose arms had been cut off said to everyone: "The rest, I leave it to you." He rushed into the group of angels, and launched the Nascent Soul self-violence while being pierced by several weapons.

Li Chengzhu stared dumbfounded from below, these guys are really desperate.Counting by stealth, including Xiaoying and the two brothers, there are only a dozen or so of the 100 people who came.And hundreds of angels were also killed and only a few dozen remained. Of course, this was also thanks to the self-violence of the Nascent Soul of those who were about to sacrifice.

If it weren't for the nasty and helpless trick of Yuanying's self-violence, these 100 people might have been buried in the red sand.

Xiaoying clenched her fists tightly, the self-destructive immortal cultivator just now was the one who exchanged the ten thousand year fire crystal for the flying sword in the city.Thinking of how such a simple and honest person would be forced to such a fate, Xiaoying's chest heaved with anger.

The dazed angels stood in front of the immortal cultivators who were only one-fifth of their number, looking at each other, at a loss.

That kind of destructive explosion energy is not something they can bear at this level, but... Sir Seraphim has to listen to the words.

Looking at each other, the angels decided to try again. One person can be desperate, but this group of people can't all be desperate, right?

A few lesser angels were separated from the group of angels and flew in the direction of Yuanmu. Before taking a few steps, they were divided into corpses by the remote-controlled flying swords of the immortal cultivators.

The angels were angry. These immortal cultivators are so hateful. If there are too many people, they will be violent, and if there are few people, they will be killed. How can the dignity of the angels be trampled on like this?Immediately, they rushed over like a swarm of bees, muttering in their mouths that they wanted to tear the opponent into pieces.Before he could fully utter the words, he saw another immortal cultivator flying out of the opponent's camp, followed by a white light flashing in front of him.

I stopped playing.The surviving angels cursed in their hearts, what is he?
When the white light dissipated, the number of dozens of angels was reduced by a small half. The cultivator who had committed suicide just now had reached the Mahayana stage, and he was one of the six following Mahayana stage.

"Brother, let's go!" Qiufeng held his blood-stained flying sword, his eyes were dim with tears, but he stood firmly in front of Yuanmu and others.

"Perhaps, this is the only way to save everyone from danger." Qiufeng prayed in his heart, when he saw the Thousand Thousand Crane Talisman in Yuanmu's hand, he knew what Yuanmu was going to do, and believed that the rest of the people should now I can also see that, after all, the prestige of the Thousand Thousand Crane Talisman is probably unknown in the fairy world.

There is only one chip and only one chance, so the remaining cultivators put up a human wall in front of Yuanmu and confronted the angel army with firm expressions.

There is an expression on the face that you come as soon as you come, and I will be violent as soon as you come.

This rogue style of play made the angel army confused for a moment.

let's go?If there are fewer people, you can't beat them. If there are too many people, you will be taken over by others.Can't you?At that time, Master Seraphim will blame him, and these angels will not be able to bear it.

It's his fault, is he really backed by this battle?

Li Chengzhu, who was hiding behind the hill, kept staring at the figures of Gu Linglong and Seraphim, not even daring to blink, for fear of delaying the opportunity.Although there was a big difference in strength between the two, Seraph couldn't help Gu Linglong's desperate style of play for a while.And the seraphim didn't dare to rush the opponent. Before Gu Linglong's fairy baby was restrained, the seraphim played cautiously, so the battle situation came to a stalemate for a while.

As time passed slowly, Li Chengzhu felt more and more unable to control the domineering energy of the Mie Shen Bow.And Xiaoying was also sweating anxiously. In just a short while, the angels tentatively attacked twice, and both times ended with their companions violently committing suicide.

Xiaoying's heart was bleeding, and she lived for 300 years. She saw more dead people than this time, and the death was so horrible.

The strong wind suddenly blew, and the originally raging red dust storm became even more rampant, rolling up a stream of red sand and hitting everyone's bodies.

Li Chengzhu squinted his eyes tightly trying to follow the footsteps of the seraphim.

Not far away, countless spiritual pressure fluctuations are rapidly approaching here.

Feeling the mixture of spiritual pressure, the faces of the remaining immortal cultivators changed, and the reinforcements of the angels came again.

Qiufeng's hand holding the sword was trembling, and he prayed that Yuanmu could move faster.

Finally, at the moment before the angel reinforcements arrived on the battlefield, Motoki took a deep breath: "Okay, everyone, take the adults and leave quickly, and leave the rest to me."

Everyone turned their heads and saw that Yuanmu, who had only been cultivated in the tribulation period, unexpectedly erupted a spiritual pressure that was stronger than Gu Linglong, and the violent and uncontrollable spiritual pressure surrounded Yuanmu. The red dust storm within ten feet couldn't move an inch.

Qiu Feng sighed slightly, and wanted to reach out to pat Yuan Mu's shoulder, but was forced by the crazy spiritual pressure to be unable to touch Yuan Mu, so he smiled sadly: "Brother, I'm sorry! Yuan Sen, I will take good care of him .”

Yuan Mu cupped his hands: "Thank you!" Then he looked at the crowd, revealing an aura of disdain for the world: "Hurry up and tell the adults to evacuate!"

The immortal cultivators with less than two digits left bowed to Yuanmu one after another, and approached the battlefield between Gu Linglong and Seraphim with their flying swords.

Seraphim was struggling with Gu Linglong, but before he could react, he was bumped into the ring by a cultivator.The immortal cultivator shouted: "Master, leave quickly!" Then he rushed to Seraphim, hugged him, and dragged him away.

Before Gu Linglong could utter a word, Qiu Feng brought the others to her and shouted, "My lord, let's go!" Then, without any explanation, he drove Gu Linglong to the left and right and flew back.

With the help of another immortal cultivator, Xiaoying led Yuansen to follow him, and she still cursed her big boss, vowing to castrate him and throw him into the group of angels for them to ravage.

It is said that angels are very promiscuous...

Thinking of the handsome face of the big boss, Xiaoying smiled viciously.

The immortal cultivator who flew a certain distance with the seraph in his arms guessed that Gu Linglong had left the battlefield, then raised his head, smiled at his enemy, and then pinched the self-violence formula.

However, he found that he was powerless. When he saw his body shrunk several times, he knew that his Nascent Soul had been captured by the enemy.

The seraph was extremely angry, and he was carried by a person with such poor strength and flew a long distance before he was relieved. Looking at the confused Nascent Soul, the seraphim raised his hand and drew a ball of flames, which burned the The villain threw it in, and then gritted his teeth to appreciate the feeling of the villain being burned by the fire of the soul.

(End of this chapter)