Within the entire territory of the Sand Demon Cave, the top cultivators in any walled city came out in full force.
"What's wrong? Are they going to fight with someone?" Chen Qing opened his sleepy eyes and came behind Jian Wushuang.
Waves of thick blood energy, accompanied by raging sand, almost obscured everything visible.
He nodded and said, "It looks like there will be a big melee later."
Chen Qing immediately became energetic, "Then we can escape while the chaos is happening?!"
Jian Wushuang said nothing. If it were before, the upcoming chaos would be the best time to escape, but now the situation is different.
They are all contaminated by that inexplicable cause and effect. If they leave now, they will inevitably be troubled at certain key nodes in their future practice, or even stop moving forward.
No one wants to plant such a fatal seed in their subsequent practice.
But the method to resolve this cause and effect and the massacre left Jian Wushuang at a loss.
He didn't know how to resolve it. If he left resolutely, he might never find a way to resolve it.
He immediately told this to Chen Qing.
After hearing this, Chen Qing hurriedly opened the sleeves of his robe. When he saw the light and thin blood lines in the meridians of his arms, he couldn't help but swallow.
"What kind of luck is this? Could it be that just by falling into that sea of blood, it was stained with cause and effect..."
"So we can't leave now. Once we leave, it will be even more difficult in the future." Jian Wushuang frowned slightly, "Now, we must find a solution as much as possible."
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A fierce look flashed in Chen Qing's eyes, and he put his left hands together to make a cutting shape on his right palm, "Is killing the leader of the thieves in this devil's cave, or killing all these bastards, the final solution?"
Jian Wushuang nodded, "We don't rule out this possibility, but what we have to do now is not to act rashly, and restore our own strength first."
"What's next for us?"
"Follow them and find out."
Chen Qing nodded, then turned around and picked up Chunqiu, who was still in a comatose state, and the three of them left quietly.
As they left, Di Qing, who had been in a comatose state, suddenly opened his eyes.
"Contaminated by karma? That's interesting. How many heavens have I destroyed and countless creatures killed? What can such karma do to me?"
Di Qing sneered and got out of bed immediately. After detecting that his strength was steadily recovering, he felt very good.
He looked at the place where Jian Wushuang and others disappeared, thought for a moment, and then chased after them.
At this moment, the heroic woman sitting at the top of the pavilion watched several figures leave, pursed her lips slightly, and followed after a moment.
In the blood mixed with the wild sand, the trio headed by Jian Wushuang, followed by more than a thousand top cultivators from the Sand Demon Cave, rushed to the head of the city.
"Brother Jian, have you noticed that these guys look very hungry?" Chunqiu said nervously as he stood next to Jian Wushuang and looked at the top cultivator of the Sand Demon Cave who was about to get close to him.
Jian Wushuang didn't say anything. He directly lifted the real sword at Chen Qing's waist and released the majestic sword intent, forcing the top cultivators away who were almost drooling.
But then, more top cultivators squeezed up, seemingly unable to restrain themselves and wanting to swallow the three of them alive.
Chen Qing's eyes were cold and he was ready to take action.
These top cultivators who were not even qualified to carry his shoes before were now bullying him, which made him angry. But after the battle that destroyed Xianzhou, the three of them were almost destroyed, and their strength plummeted to the freezing point, and they could not recover at all in a short period of time.
Facing these ferocious top cultivators, naturally we cannot take action easily.
Just when the situation was about to get out of control, a low and ancient cry suddenly sounded.
Then a black black treasure that covered the sky and sun came, and then stopped on the heads of Jian Wushuang and others.
The terrifying aura beyond imagination spread out, and all the top cultivators in the Sand Demon Cave were frightened, and they all retreated, not daring to step forward.
Jian Wushuang raised his head and looked up, and the black raven treasure shape then condensed into Di Qing's figure.
He glanced down, and then continued to move forward hanging above the heads of the three people.
With such a presence, more than a thousand top cultivators did not dare to stay, and they all left quickly.
Jian Wushuang frowned slightly, wondering what Di Qing was planning. Could he be so kind to protect the three of them
At this moment, Di Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Although he could summon the Black Crow Treasure, it was just an empty shell of energy, unable to exert even 10% of his strength.
But he was sure of the Dayan Immortal and suppressed the terrifying realm of these ants, so he dared to release such a big trend. Fortunately, he succeeded.
The reason why he didn't leave now was because he could temporarily rely on Jian Wushuang, allowing him to avoid as much damage as possible.
After all, the sword intent that Jian Wushuang showed in the Guji Hall before was enough to deal with the offensive of most top cultivators.
At this moment, on top of the blood-filled Sand Demon Cave city, Cui Jingjing was naked from the waist up, with a loose waistband, looking carefree and fearless.
He held a dead branch in his mouth, held up an eight-foot stick in his right hand, and looked forward with disdain in his eyes.
In front of the city of Sand Demon Cave, as the wind and sand receded, a large army composed of strict troops stepped on the rough ground and appeared in everyone's eyes.
At the front of the army stood ten monks holding staffs and wearing tooth-white shirts.
Their whole bodies were shrouded in a rich radiance, which looked quite mysterious and sacred.
The manic and gloomy atmosphere in the entire Sand Demon Cave was dispersed inch by inch under the clear light of these monks.
"With the help of the Immortal Master now, evil places like Sand Devil's Cave will definitely be eradicated."
Also at the front of the army, an immortal monk with a real sword on his back, an ancestral cultivator, saluted with one hand and said respectfully, "The immortal master is kind and virtuous."
"We have a total of eighty-seven sects, with a total of more than 16,000 disciples. We are all at the disposal of the immortal masters today."
The ten monks nodded together.
The leader, a skinny monk with his upper body naked, a string of beads around his neck, and a full beard, turned his withered eyes and looked in the direction of the Sand Demon Cave without saying a word.
"Senior Brother Konglun, when can we set out to exterminate the enemy?" The monk with a solemn appearance and no anger or dignity stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.
The skinny monk known as Senior Brother Konglun slowly shook his head, "Don't worry, the purpose of our trip is not to eliminate, but to discipline."
"For bastards like them, any rules are nonsense. The only way is to send them all to the Paradise of Elysium!"
(End of chapter)