The headquarters of the Ashes in the Western Ashes area has been transformed into a scorched earth, covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres. All the buildings have collapsed, some are still burning, and thick smoke is rolling.

On the ground, there are huge pits smashed by high-quality Hundred Character Classics, with countless cracks around them, which are shocking.

If the Seventh Sea martial artist is hit, his body will remain.

In the ruins, there are corpses of the Jiuli martial artists and the Xixi Ashes area. They are all very young and are the prides of heaven on the side.

The battle last night was killed or injured.

Among the ruins, hundreds of martial arts practitioners in Yongquan Realm wearing yellow monk's robes were carrying bodies and piled up on the streets.

Li Wei stood among the crowd watching, smelling the bloody smell in the air, and his heart was heavy.

Suddenly at this moment, I was very confused. I wonder why everyone wanted to kill like this, enjoy a peaceful and pure practice, and welcome the New Year together. Isn’t it a more pleasant thing?

He knew that this was just his unrealistic fantasy.

For martial arts practitioners in this world, pursuing immortality is far more important than pursuing pleasure.

On the road to immortality, cultivation resources are scarce, and every step is to fight for it. If there is no resource, even if Li Yishi’s talent is in absent from the sky, he will have to be trapped in the Five Seas Realm for decades before he can accumulate Dharma energy. After decades, a person has aged and his blood energy has declined, and at most he can only become a martial artist in the Taoist realm.

There is no hope of immortality!

Who is willing?

...

The screams in the distance pulled Li Yi's thoughts back to the cruel reality.

The Jiuli tribe attacked this place last night. Although they broke through the headquarters strongholds in the Ashes in the West and killed countless enemies, they were counterattacked by countless powerful men such as Luan Shenglinyou who rushed back from the East City.

When Cang Li and others evacuated, it was difficult to protect themselves and they could not take away all the injured.

At this moment, dozens of injured people from the Jiuli tribe in the Five Seas were being beaten, humiliated and retaliated by wounded people from the Ashes in the Western Ashes to vent their hatred and resentment from the battle last night.

The two truths of the coffin mountain are responsible for collecting corpses and protecting the injured.

After fighting last night, Coffin Mountain suffered heavy losses, so Luan Shenglin You arranged an easy task for them.

Ku Di held a tin staff in her hand and walked among the ruins of corpses, with black dust floating around her. Her eyes flowed out of her compassionate sorrow, and she kept reciting scriptures in her mouth.

But on the other side, several Buddha thieves from the coffin mountain were roasting several pure immortal martial arts practitioners on the fire, and they had already emitted the aroma of meat.

Xu Fo's belly loves to eat human flesh, and it is well-known in the southern border.

There is a saying:

"Buddha belly, Buddha belly, Buddha does not eat vegetarian food."

"Buddha belly, Buddha belly, eater dipped in vinegar."

In addition to Xu Fotu, Zen Master Xinku, one of the three great Zen masters in Coffin Mountain, also has the same hobbies and bad reputation.

This is true for the senior management, and the Buddha thief below will naturally follow suit.

In their eyes, the meat of pure immortal martial arts practitioners is the ultimate delicacy.

The Collection Di is like a golden arhat, appearing behind the Tribulation Di: "Does the alive wounded people of the Jiuli tribe be roasted all of them, or should they be left as bargaining chips to deal with Cangli?"

Ku Di looked at the dozens of injured people of the Jiuli tribe.

I saw that some were beaten to death directly, some were broken, some were stripped of clothes, and some were tied to the grill.

Ridiculous, humiliate, laugh, scream, cry... It looks like joy, anger, sorrow, happiness and sentient beings on earth.

Ku Dida: "The revenge has been enough, so they can stop. Since they have been seriously injured, there is no need to participate in the battle for the next three days. You can quickly leave Qiuzhouzhou City and leave the battlefield. As for the injured people of the Jiuli tribe... who..."

The truth of Ku Di carries the power of thoughts, shouts coldly, and releases a light from his eyes, scanning the crowd of onlookers in the distance.

"Swish!Swish!"

The two truths used their body skills, one in front and one behind, and rushed towards the area where the wounded people in the Five Seas Realm gathered.

Li Wei is the one who takes action.

He used a winning flying needle magic weapon to attack the wounded people in the Ashes of the West and the barbecued Buddha thieves. The flying needles were as bright as cold light, with dozens of them flying as he thought.

Suddenly, screams rang out.

The truth of the Tribulation was extremely fast, and he flashed several times and arrived in front of the injured in the Five Seas Realm. The "Amitabha Sutra" burned on the white monk's robe fell off and turned into a golden scripture, shaking all the flying needles of the magic weapon.

"Wow!"

Li Wei rushed out of the crowd, carried Yuwen Tuozhen's resentful soul spear more than ten feet long, and ejected his legs, soared into the air, slashing his spear and slashed his head.

On the spear, one hundred and twenty-seven white scriptures emerged, with brilliant white light colliding with the golden scriptures, and the sky was broken.

Unfortunately, the six dead spirits inside were killed by the Yellow Dragon Sword, and the value of this spear was greatly reduced.

"It's you..."

Ku Di recognized Li Wei and felt the powerful and domineering power fluctuations on his body. The tin staff in his hand turned, and the silver light burst out, and swung out.

With a roar, the ground sinks under her feet.

The two Hundred Character Classics Craftsmanship collided, and the bursting of energy drove away all the injured people around them.

Li Wei flew backwards, and as soon as he landed, he suddenly turned into a shadow and attacked again: "If Amitabha Buddha knew that you, those who practice Buddhism, would probably take action in person to save you."

"Bang!"

The resentful soul spear and the tin staff were again confronted, and the silver light and scriptures burst into all directions in the circular ripples.

The headquarters of the Ashes Region of the Hundreds of acres of the West are all within the coverage of the two-person Dharma Qi energy.

After dozens of moves confronted me, Ku Di realized something was wrong and looked at Ji Di.

Only see.

Ji Di was besieged by seven moths, and the body-protecting magic energy and golden body could not be blocked, and many blood marks appeared on his body. His eyes were taken seriously, forcing this master of the Seventh Sea of ​​the Pure Immortal Body to face the battle with his eyes closed and he perceived the outside world with his tactics, ideas and hearing.

"What a strong physical defense, it's hard for Qi Xiao to cause fatal injuries to him."

Li Wei took advantage of the moment when Ku Di was distracted and soared into the sky and took one step forward. His steps were in line with some laws of heaven and earth, forming a dragon roar and a yellow dragon shadow. He stepped from the dragon's tail to the dragon's head, crossing a distance of ten feet.

After a few steps, rush to the body of the True De.

"Puff!"

The resentful soul spear in his hand stabbed out, Ji Di couldn't react in time, and retreated repeatedly and was hit in the left chest.

Blood splashed out, and toxins from the tip of the spear were immersed in the wound.

Ji Di roared, holding the soul-resisting spear tightly with both hands, preventing the spear from penetrateing his body and breaking the sea of ​​qi. His mouth breathed out like a waterfall of light, with several golden sharp blades wrapped inside, attacking Li Wei's face.

Li Yiu did not dare to underestimate his opponent, and directly abandoned his spear, squatted down, and moved his legs. He used his mysterious and fast body technique to avoid it, and at the same time avoided the attack of Ku Di who was catching up with him.

Ji Di just pulled out the resentful soul spear.

The cold sword edge of the Huanglong Sword had come from his side and leaned against his neck, making him afraid to move.

"Little nun, if you dare to take another step forward, I promise that the Erdi of the Coffin Mountain will become Dudi of the Coffin Mountain today." Li Wei slapped his palm on the shoulder and beat Ji Di to half kneeling on the ground.

"Ding Ding!"

Ku Di stopped two feet away, and the silver tin staff in his hand was radiant and kept ringing, but his eyes were not staring at Li Wei, but at the seven moths flying around.

Ji Di is the seventh sea martial artist of the pure immortal body, whose defense is as strong as that of the inheritor. Even if she wants to defeat her, she needs some means.

But the seven moths were able to suppress it.

Are they really the larva of seven lord-level strange insects?

Ku Di's eyes turned back to Li Wei: "If you let go of Ji Di, I will hand over all the injured people of the Jiuli clan to you. Otherwise, they will not be able to survive!"

The disabled martial arts practitioners in the Ashes of the West controlled all the injured people of the Jiuli tribe, and could only kill them with a command from Kudi.

Li Wei said: "Give me a bunch of disabilities, how can I leave today? Let's let go first, let's continue talking."

Ku Di said: "If you let go of everyone, how can I talk to you?"

Ji Di made a dull sound, and the wound hit by the resentful soul halberd turned black, and the blood could not stop. A look of horror appeared in his eyes: "It's Yuwen Tuo's real resentful soul sap, with... Yehuang Toad poison on it..."

"Don't you think that my main purpose is to save people? I'm going to put myself in danger. Do you think I'm the kind of Bodhisattva-hearted person?" Li Wei sneered.

Ku Di said firmly: "You don't have to hide it! I am very confident that you, Li Yi, are a soft-hearted person, and they are your weakness."

Li Wei's eyes sank and waved coldly.

Suddenly, the seven phoenix-winged moth emperors flew towards the injured from seven different directions at a high speed.

The truth of suffering cannot be stopped because the speed of the Phoenix-winged Moth King is not inferior to hers.

The martial arts practitioners in the Ashes of the West had already seen the power of the Phoenix-winged Moth King. Before they could get closer, they fled in panic.

They are not as sure as the truth of suffering.

Your own life is more important than anything else.

The Death sighed.

"Now you have no bargaining chips!" Li Weiwei said.

Ku Di shook his head: "The wounded people of the Jiuli tribe have not left yet. If I want to kill them, you can't stop them! You can join forces with the seven moth insects to defeat me, but you can't surround me."
To be continued...