Immortal World Supplier

These are all the elites of the Thousand Sword Sect, and they all have a great chance to pass all the assessments of the Heavenly Alliance, and then get a place to enter the Tianyuan Secret Realm... A place can bring an extra follower...

Eliminating one now would be a loss of tens of millions of spirit stones!

Even a big sect like Qianjianzong couldn't stand such a loss!

At this time, in Yan Mo's heart, he actually had some resentment towards Gu Chao, a disciple of Qianjianzong who provoked Fang Qi and his group just now...

If it wasn't for this idiot who provoked Fang Qi...he wouldn't have had to fight Fang Qi for the honor of Qian Jianzong!

In the end, even if Fang Qi and his gang were exhausted, what good would they get from Qian Jianzong?

And fortunately, the manpower of so many friendly sects of Qianjianzong has been used... This is all a debt of favor!

At that time, Qian Jianzong will have to pay it back!

At that time, the ancestors of Qianjianzong will have to bleed some blood to the sect that has suffered losses today...

Anyway, people are here to help, so could it be possible to make them suffer?

Seeing all the golden core stage monks being maimed, injured, and then eliminated... Yan Mo's heart was also very uncomfortable.

Every time one is eliminated, it means that their Qianjianzong will have an extra blood.

Even if he wins the battle to protect the glory of Qianjianzong, his future in Qianjianzong will be ruined...

Those Huashen ancestors would not see his determination to fight unremittingly for the glory of Qianjianzong, they would only see how much loss Qianjianzong suffered because of this battle!

"Go! Go! Eat them to death! Kill them!"

Since it is no longer possible to step down, and since it is doomed that the ending will not be happy, let's go completely crazy!

It's a good feeling to let these ignorant bumpkins be buried with them!

Yan Mo's breathing gradually became rapid, and he got up tremblingly. He was hit hard by Fang Qi just now, and he only recovered now...

Since tens of thousands of Jindan stage monks joined the battlefield, although the losses have been greater, the results of the battle are still obvious. The spiritual power consumption of these hillbillies in front of them has increased dramatically!

Immediately...they're all done for! I still haven't chosen to escape from this platform... It seems that I really want to die!

Yan Mo saw a touch of excitement and excitement, anyone who dared to look down on Qian Jianzong deserved to die!

Anyone who dares to disrespect him should be damned!

kill kill kill!

"Boss... I'm running out of spiritual energy... I'm sorry... There are too many Golden Core stage monks..."

Yong Wudi began to behave miserably, and even he, a monk on the seventh floor of the Nascent Soul, couldn't stand the long battle.

The speed of spiritual power consumption is far greater than the speed of recovery, and now I feel a little insolvent...

On the other hand, Ghost Sword has been fighting steadily... It seems that there has been no scream from the beginning to the end, and the whole person seems very calm... But every time he moves, a monk at the golden core stage will die...

It seems that there is no living person under the ghost sword...

Ghost sword... Ghost sword... The sword in his hand is really like a ghost, scattering flowers everywhere...

"Eat this chocolate, keep going!"

Fang Qi casually threw a dove chocolate to Yong Wudi. The dove chocolate is specially used to restore spiritual power...and it restores instantly...it is a magic medicine for fighting the war of attrition!

"Ghost sword... catch the chocolate... eat it when you run out of spiritual power!"

Fang Qi sprinted to the side of Ghost Sword, and a few Golden Core cultivators beside him were thrown away with his sword.