Then a heartbreaking pain came, and the Demon Sect leader realized that he had just been blasted by a stream of light from a distance, which opened a big bloody hole in his body.

Penetrating from front to back, blood is like a spring, constantly flowing out of it.

The leader of the Demon Sect raised his head in fear and looked at the direction of the attack in the distance, his head was extremely dizzy.

I, a cultivator at the peak of the Tribulation Realm, was killed by a beam of light that came from a very far distance?

Who is this person? He is so powerful.

In addition to Qin Cheng and others, there are actually other powerful people here!

Before he could even utter a scream, the demon cultivator slowly fell down and died on the spot.

"Someone is attacking me."

Sun Zhengyang groaned in pain, covering his shoulders and looking behind him in horror.

Seeing the death of the leader of the demon sect, his expression became stern and sweat broke out on his forehead.

If Qin Cheng hadn't asked him to step back, the brilliance would have obviously been coming towards him from that position just now.

But now that ray of light only scratched his shoulder. If it fell on him, the result would probably not be much better than that of this demonic cultivator.

"What is supposed to come will come."

Qin Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

The identity of the person who would suddenly attack and kill Sun Zhengyang was already revealed.

When he reminded Sun Zhengyang, he also sent a message that everyone retreated and left the battle.

"Dragon Dance."

Raising his hand, Qin Cheng looked towards the sky and towards the surrounding void, and instantly shot out twelve golden dragons.

The fire dragon roared wildly, its breath filled the sky, and turned into a sea of ​​fire, covering a ten-mile radius.

And a burst of sneer, from far to near, gradually became clearer.

"The alertness is good, but it's a pity that it's useless. I said that the day I discover you, you will be waiting for death."

In the direction from which the sound came, a sea of ​​fire surged.

A young man, seemingly impervious to all fire, stepped out of the flames.

He was dressed in purple robes and had a jade crown on his head. He looked extremely noble, just like a mortal emperor.

It's just that his eyes are narrow and long, with a brilliance like a poisonous snake, which makes people feel shuddering.

"Sanyu Cheng."

Everyone's hearts tightened, knowing the origin of this man.

What was supposed to come came.

After waiting for so many days, San Yucheng also found everyone.

"Haha, Brother Chang, why are you talking so much with them? These people will soon be a bunch of dead people."

The void then trembled again, and all the monks saw figures walking out of the sky again.

There were a total of eighteen of these monks, suspended in the four directions, southeast, northwest, watching from a distance, surrounding them in the middle.

As he glanced across the eighteen monks, many of them changed their expressions and recognized several of the strong ones among them.

"Gan Li, number fourteen on the Galaxy List."

"Zhan Yufeng, number 23 on the Galaxy List."

"There are three more powerful ones on the Galaxy List, two of whom are ranked in the top fifty. The strength of the cultivators on Sanyu Cheng's star ship is indeed much stronger than ours."

Except for Chang Yucheng, Gan Li is already close to Sun Zhengyang's cultivation level, not to mention there are four Galaxy Ranking masters.

Is this the confidence that gave San Yucheng the courage to take the initiative?

However, although they looked a little nervous when facing a powerful enemy, everyone was not frightened.

When I made my decision before, I had already thought about this moment. If I chose to fight, I would have lost my retreat.

If San Yucheng wants to regain his position, he must kill all the monks on the ship. They have no choice to escape.

Swish!

Nie Qingyun, Sun Zhengyang, Ku Gu and others also looked solemn, each took out their weapons and got ready.

Seeing a third force appear in the sky, the atmosphere between heaven and earth became more and more depressing.

Waves of oppressive energy filled the air, the color of the impacting wind and clouds changed, and the space seemed to freeze.

The remaining dozen demon cultivators were a little sluggish.

What is going on? Are we so powerful? Do we need so many people to surround us?

"So you are Qin Cheng."

Chang Yucheng looked Qin Cheng up and down with a sneer on his lips.

"In the early stages of the Tribulation Realm, you haven't even survived the calamity of physical decline yet you dare to challenge me. I will let you know today how big the gap is between you and me."

"And you people will regret it for the rest of your life because you mistrusted this person and dared to be my enemy."

"So, your strength can crush us?" Qin Cheng said calmly.

"Then I'm very curious as to why there are only nineteen of you. The one with the fewest number probably didn't believe you and chose to crush the mark and escape."

"You are looking for death!"

Facing Qin Cheng's ridicule, San Yucheng's expression changed drastically.

Although he did not mention the monk who had fled because he was afraid of fighting Qin Cheng and others, it was still a barb in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Qin Cheng revealed this matter when he came up.

"Do it!"

Chang Yucheng gave a low drink.

The eighteen people surrounding them also flew towards the crowd.

Chang Yucheng was the first to bear the brunt and rushed towards Qincheng.

Although there was anger in his heart, San Yucheng was extremely calm when fighting. There was a sinister look in his eyes, and he suddenly threw a white bead in his hand.

The string of beads flew out, swelled in the wind, and soon became more than one foot long.

In this way, everyone can see that the white on the beads are white bones and human heads.

At this time, the white bone beads were exuding a dense white aura, and the aura was overwhelming.

"Fourth-grade immortal weapon."

Sun Zhengyang shouted fiercely.

Qin Cheng also clearly sensed an aura similar to that of the spirit-calling bowl from this string of beads.

"You guys, please come in."

Sanyu laughed evilly.

The bead flew out at an extremely fast speed, and just as it was hovering in the air, the eighteen human bones on it suddenly rang out with brilliance.

Boom boom boom!

Several rays of white light flew out at a speed that the monks could not dodge, covering Su Wan in Qincheng and the sanctity of Sun Zhengyang not far away.

The next moment, everyone was surprised to find that several people in Qin Cheng had disappeared within the area covered by the brilliance of the beads.

"Gan Li, leave these three people to me. You guys must kill them all, as well as these demon cultivators."

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Chang."

San Yucheng sneered, took a big step, and the next moment, his figure disappeared among the beads.

"Oops, this San Yucheng is really scary. We are trapped in a special space."

In the pale mist, Sun Zhengyang looked in all directions with an ugly face.

The spiritual consciousness dispersed and was quickly blocked by the space barrier. Coupled with the white energy surrounding it in all directions, this meant that the three of them were brought to a strange place by the fourth-grade immortal weapon.

"They probably want to trap us, and then kill the Withered Bones Taoist and others first," Su Wan said.

"Yes, we need to get out as soon as possible."

Qin Cheng frowned, grabbed it with his big hand, and the Heavenly Fire Bow appeared in his hand. He then opened the bow string, and nineteen world-destroying arrows flew out, like spiritual snakes flying in all directions.

Bang bang!

But at this moment, this space shook again.

San Yucheng's shadow appeared in front of the three people.

He raised his hand and grabbed it, and the white energy turned into countless big hands, smashing the world-destroying arrows shot by Qin Cheng.
Chapter completed!