Master of Unlimited Luck

"In short, it seems that this time, the three of us will have to fight side by side."

Su Jing sighed: "A person of righteous path is a mess of sand, and he is not convinced, let alone us outsiders... Therefore, if we can't borrow manpower, then we can only borrow material resources, and Ziqing double swords are right!

"I listen to Brother Su."

Murong Ruo is concise and concise.

Qu Wuyi said in confusion: "If the whereabouts of the Ziqing Swords..."

"I'll go out and find out."

Su Jing hesitated, still couldn't help but said with some guilty conscience.

Sure enough, Qu Wuyi and Murong Ruo both crowed at the same time, and their faces were already clear.

Chapter 822

And just when Su Jing and others made plans.

Inside the incomparable total altar.

Just experienced a great battle, the momentum is strong, and the Demon Cult, who can barely lift the right way, ended up in a big defeat, was beaten to the door, and killed their guardian!

The demon cultists suffered heavy casualties. Although they did not annihilate the entire army, they also suffered more than half of the casualties.

The rest of the people were at a loss after the few people left.

The guardian is dead...

Waiting for others, but where do you go?!

Moreover, although the demon cult is fiercely competitive, the law protectors and others are considered to be caring to him, and now he is dead...

Everyone slowly gathered around.

One of them asked, "What shall we... do?"

I don't know, no one knows.

Being confused...

The sky was gradually bright, but a ray of red suddenly appeared.

After that, the red became more and more brilliant... until the entire Demon Cult's Altar was reflected like a lava hell.

The red blood light dispelled the sun, and plunged the entire altar into the bloody ocean.

The incomparable bloody air instantly spreads over everyone's mouth and nose...

It was obviously a weird scene, but the demon cultists were taught to be overjoyed. They knelt on the ground in a hurry, and said loudly, "Respectfully welcome the leader, the holy driver!"

In the bloody sea...

The red silk fabric flew up and down in the void, and then slowly fell to form the shape of a person. There was nothing inside, but under the cover of the red cloth, it seemed that there was a figure.

"Master! He died so miserably for the law protector..."

Some people couldn't help but scream.

The blood sea suddenly turned fiercely.

The red figure bowed his head and looked at the demon guardian who fell on the ground with the corpse separated. As the red cloth rolled, it directly rolled the extremely white head into the cloth silk.

Then, the red cloth tossed, pulverizing the human head.

There is no blood left.

The blood mist that almost submerged the world and the earth boiled fiercely in an instant, and within the red cloth, there was also an extremely powerful force surging, as if the red cloth was to be torn to pieces at any time.

But the red cloth still supported it.

Then, a figure slowly appeared from the red cloth...

Red cloth turned into clothes.

Dressed in red, his face is pale.

Just having a body, a sarcasm appeared under the eyes of that figure, and said, "It seems that a distinguished guest has arrived."

All the church members were shocked at the same time...

At this time, the door that had been closed was directly smashed.

Several figures rushed in, but the leader was a handsome scribe with two swords on his back. In a long laugh, he shouted, "Nanhai Dingyin, come here to visit!"

"Destroying demons and demons, aiming for today!"

But following the climate, there was a man with short hair in a cassock, dressed as a monk, and his face was full of evil and vengeance. He shouted: "The demon cult evildoer, don't hesitate to come and die?!"

The two men are like rainbows, and behind them, the other two figures, seeing this incomparably red sight like a sea of ​​blood, are already scared to death, especially the countless figures in the sea of ​​blood, which shocked them even more. Fear, hurriedly hid to the side...this time, the two of them were originally watching the show.

On the contrary, it was Na Ding Yin and Xiaoru. Seeing signs such as the Demon Cult General Altar, their pupils shrank at the same time.

Obviously, within the sea of ​​blood, the surging power, even if it was the two of them, would be frightened.

"It seems that this time I made a big nest."

Ding Yin laughed at himself, looked at Xiaoru, and said, "How about it, monk, this time, I'm afraid we will be unable to support it alone, or should we join hands?!"

"Huh... you are the one who can hardly support it alone! I am alone enough to make up for the sky. Now I hit the blood demon. It really is my luck. It has kept me running for many years, and today I finally have a harvest!"

In the face of Ding Yin's proactive gesture of favor, Xiaoru showed no sympathy and was rather arrogant. In other words, Nanhai has fought Kunlun for many years. Basically, whenever the opponent's proposal is right or wrong, it is always right to refuse.

"Since the distinguished guests are here, why bother to quarrel with each other?!"

The figure wrapped in red silk cloth gradually changed, turning into a young face, with an evil smile on his face, and said: "Look at the so many bones here, and in the future, you two will become two of them. At that time, there will be too much time to fight, and now it’s too arrogant to ignore me so much."

Here...not quite right...

Seeing the man in red, Ding moved his eyes slightly, his face unchanged, but his heart was quite confused, especially the headless corpse on the ground, dressed in magic costume.

Could it be that someone in the same class has arrived before he waited for others?!

But looking at the scarlet figure...

Cold sweat dripped slowly on his forehead.

I thought that even though the demon cult is strong, how many ways can it be under the bright sky?If he arrives, under the Qixi Sword, they will surely make them the souls under the sword, but now it seems that it is clear... this man in red has a high level of cultivation, far beyond his expectations.