Seeing that the people of the Shao family went in to help, the people of other families did not move. The three powerful gods were in the lead, and the strength of those men in black was not weak either. If they suddenly went forward, there would be countless casualties.
However, when Old Jiang and Qiu Chenghai, who had been paying attention to this place, rushed over and saw many men in black besieging the mansion, Old Jiang's eyes lit up and he was about to step forward.
"what you do?"
Qiu Chenghai quickly pulled him back and said in a low voice: "Didn't you see how strong those people are? They are stronger than us! If you go over there, you are not helping, you are courting death!"
A gleam of light flashed in Jiang Lao's eyes, and he said, "I'm not looking for death. I want to find a glimmer of hope for myself!" After he finished speaking, he pushed him away and rushed forward on tiptoe, and then jumped into the mansion.
“This old man!” Qiu Chenghai sighed helplessly. He couldn’t bear to watch his old friend go in and die like this. He didn’t care to think about it anymore and hurriedly followed him in: “Wait for me!”
Seeing two more people go in, the others couldn't help but be slightly surprised. Did those two think they were too old to live? They were fighting with such powerful people, yet they dared to get involved in this mess
Yu Wenhe looked at this scene, his eyes moved slightly, and he lowered his voice and said to his father: "Father, if you want to make friends with him, this is an opportunity."
Hearing this, the head of the Yuwen family frowned and said, "I know this is an opportunity, but do you know the price is high?"
Three powerful gods, plus those men in black, only the main figures of their family have the strength to resist such strength, and they may not survive this battle.
Everyone present knew this, but it was precisely because of the risks involved that they did not dare to take the risk. As for the Shao family, the ancestor of the Shao family was the Fourth Defective Venerable of the Immortal Sect, and the Fourth Defective Venerable was Feng Jiu's apprentice, so they could not stand idly by and help.
But the rest of them were different. Even though they knew this was an opportunity to make friends, no one was willing to risk losing the main pillar of the family to help them.
Listening to his father's words, Yuwen He sighed in his heart, watching from afar, listening to the sound of fighting. They could only hear the sound of swords clashing and the screams, but because of the high walls of the mansion, they could not see clearly what was happening inside.
In the mansion, Fengjiu glanced at the two people who rushed in, and saw that they were the two people she had seen in the Sky City. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Seeing that the two of them joined forces to fight the enemy, she also concentrated on dealing with one of the celestial cultivators.
When she saw the sword in the hand of another celestial monk was about to pierce Gu Mo's back, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and the green sword in her hand instantly attacked with a force that was faster than an ear could catch.
"call out!"
“Hiss!”
The sharp sword energy swept across, and the celestial cultivator who thought he would kill Gu Mo was unable to dodge, and his sword-holding hand was chopped off by the sword energy launched by Feng Jiu. For a moment, the broken arm and the sword fell to the ground and rolled twice, and the bloody red blood was spilled all over the ground.
“Feng Jiu!”
The man roared with gnashing teeth, quickly sealed the acupuncture points to stop the attack, and retreated. His cold eyes stared at Fengjiu like a poisonous snake, as if he wanted to eat her flesh and drink her blood.