Zhang Tianhao said helplessly: "Although my sacred artifact can take people, this place is the battlefield of true demons. It is located in the gap between two spaces, that is, this space is unstable. My spatial sacred artifact is not an independent space. , They only exist in this space. Although they can bring people, they will never exceed ten."
"what!"
Yan Xiaoyun was stunned. There were no more than ten people, and Zhang Tianhao's Xiaoyao Sect disciples far exceeded ten. Yan Xiaoyun naturally did not have any reason to ask others not to save their own sect members, but to save the ice palace disciples.
"I see. Zhang Gongzi, maybe this is fate!" Yan Xiaoyun said bitterly.
Looking at Yan Xiaoyun's endless disappointment, Zhang Tianhao comforted her: "Senior Sister Yan, you don't need to be so desperate, things may not have reached this point yet!"
"Well, you're right, there's no way out of the sky. I want to cheer up." Yan Xiaoyun said with a firm expression.
At this moment, Zhang Tianhao suddenly remembered something. Caught a person from the Shenfu.
"Sister Yan, this person still needs your Bing Palace to deal with."
"Puff!" A sound.
A man fell to the ground. It is Wang Junjie.
"Wang Junjie? Is it him?"
Yan Xiaoyun looked at Wang Junjie who was lying on the ground, slightly surprised. But immediately, she remembered something, and looked at Wang Junjie on the ground with murderous intent and said: "It turns out it is you a traitor."
Wang Junjie has long lost his original arrogance at this moment. Looking at Yan Xiaoyun, who is eager to devour her life, Wang Junjie pales in fright: "Senior Sister Yan, forgive me, forgive me!"
"Hahaha, forgive you, you traitor, what right do I have to forgive you?"
Yan Xiaoyun slapped Wang Junjie's face with a slap. This slap directly swelled Wang Junjie's face. If Yan Xiaoyun hadn't used her cultivation base, this palm would have killed Wang Junjie. But even so, Wang Junjie was spitting blood out of Yan Xiaoyun's palm.
"Sister Yan..."
Wang Junjie lay on the ground, kowtow to Yan Xiaoyun.
"Hmph, what else do you have to say. A traitor..." What Yan Xiaoyun has at this moment is deep disdain and resentment towards Wang Junjie.
The other disciples of Natural Ice Palace also have endless hatred towards Wang Junjie. Wang Junjie betrayed the Ice Palace before, and this behavior has long been shameless to all the Ice Palace disciples.
"Young Master Zhang, you brought the people back. What are you going to do? If Young Master Zhang has no other opinions, Yan Xiaoyun suggested that he be executed."
Yan Xiaoyun had no idea of bringing him back to the Ice Palace for trial at this moment. After all, in the current situation, even she herself didn't know if she could return to the Ice Palace smoothly. It is naturally impossible to bring another person.
Zhang Tianhao thought for a while, and said to Yan Xiaoyun: "Senior Sister Yan, I suggest letting him go."
Yan Xiaoyun looked at Zhang Tianhao in surprise and asked, "Let him go. Zhang Gongzi, what do you mean?"
Not only Yan Xiaoyun, but also the other Bing Palace disciples nearby thought that she had misheard.
Zhang Tianhao smiled and said: "You heard right, let him go and let him fend for himself. Kill him, we will be in trouble. At that time, Wang Junjie's master will check it out. If you kill him, how much will be contaminated with cause and effect. "
Yan Xiaoyun couldn't help but glanced at Zhang Tianhao approvingly, feeling that the other party's consideration was indeed very thoughtful. Indeed, Wang Junjie's master is also a warrior of the gods. With all kinds of mysterious means, as long as Wang Junjie is killed, the other party may use some means to find the murderer. It would be different if Wang Junjie was allowed to fend for himself. It has nothing to do with them. What's more, in the current situation, self-defeating, it is tantamount to condemning Wang Junjie to death.
Wang Junjie is also terrified at the moment. Leaving him alone in Lingshan, he may encounter a warrior of the Demon Race at any time, and he is absolutely dead. What's more, he has lost all his cultivation skills now, and is a waste of one.
"No... Sister Yan, you can't do this..." Wang Junjie cried out sadly.
Yan Xiaoyun looked at Yan Junjie disdainfully and said, "It's kind of mercy if you don't kill you. It's naturally impossible to bring you. Sisters, let's go..."
Wang Junjie was just abandoned in the wilderness. Although he wanted to catch up with the team of Ice Palace and Xiaoyao Zong as much as possible. But he is already a useless person at the moment, and naturally it is impossible to catch up.
Just in the Bing Palace and the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect left less than a cup of tea. A tall figure appeared behind Wang Junjie. This tall figure is about three meters tall and has double horns on its head. Blood red eyeballs. Staring at Wang Junjie who was looking at him in fear on the ground.
"Tsk tusk tusk... A human, I don't know if the heart is good or not." The demon warrior grinned.
"no no… "
Wang Junjie's face pale in fright.
Wang Junjie's luck is indeed very bad. Just meet the demons. This time it was the Heart Eater of the Demon Race. As the name suggests, the heart-eaters are a race that specializes in heart-eaters.
"Puff!"
The Demon Warrior grabbed Wang Junjie from Wang Junjie. He took his heart out of the body.
Wang Junjie felt a chill in his heart. A heart was taken out.
"I... my heart..."
Soon, Wang Junjie felt that the world was spinning, and then he knew nothing.
At this moment, the entire Lingshan is surrounded by warriors of the demon clan. The warriors of the ten holy land and the warriors of the demon race fought to the death. The demon warriors tightened the encirclement step by step, preparing to wipe out all the ten holy land warriors on Lingshan on Lingshan. And the warriors of the ten holy land all wanted to rush down the mountain. But every time it failed. It's just that the Ten Great Sacred Land warriors are not vegetarians, but it is not so easy for the demon warriors to completely kill the Ten Great Sacred Land warriors. Both sides are in a stalemate.
Somewhere in the battlefield of true demons, a dozen warriors of the demons were anxiously waiting for something. The eyes of these demon warriors stared at the white space barrier in front of them.
"Yasi, do you say that the commander will descend on the battlefield of real demon? Is this news true?" a senior demon martial artist said.
"Master Ningbo, this is the little news that I received. It is very true." Another martial artist named Yasi Mozu smiled.
"That's good, the strength of the leader is far above us. If there is the help of the leader to eliminate the humans in the ten holy places on Lingshan, it will definitely not be a problem." Ningbo smiled.
Iasi laughed happily: "Master Ningbo, this is because our Lord Demon Emperor was worried that we were not strong enough, and sent the Grand Commander to help out. It's just that this space is unstable, and the Grand Commander wants to reward. Big price."
Ningbo nodded and said: "This is natural, but if you can kill the human warriors in these ten holy places, it will be worth the cost."