More than 5,000 monks guarding the altar were ready to die.

They knew very well that retreating would mean death. If they continued to fight, there was still a chance to survive.

"kill!"

A Tianxuan Realm could not hold back any longer. He held a long sword in his hand and rushed forward first, intending to forcefully tear open a passage.

At this time, several figures standing on the altar suddenly stood up.

The moment they turned around, Liu Wuxie felt as if he was electrocuted.

"Sister Xu, Sister Murong, and Sister Jian, how come they are on the altar?"

Seeing the three of them standing on the altar, Chen Ruoyan felt as if she was struck by lightning, and she couldn't believe that the scene in front of her was true.

Liu Wuxie released a shocking murderous aura, not because he saw the three of them.

But the burly man standing beside the three of them.

"Jiaoba!"

Liu Wuxie said it almost gritted his teeth.

Jiaoba, he poisoned his grandfather back then, and the grandfather almost died at the hands of Liu Xiaotian.

There was another person who was wrapped in a black robe, and Liu Wuxie could not see the specific face.

If he was right, he should be the owner of the Golden Ding Tower, the biggest figure behind the Golden Ding Tower, and his aura was unfathomable.

All the answers to the mystery are solved.

The purpose of the Golden Ding Tower is this holy altar. With just a few of them, they cannot fight against the monks in the world.

The only way is to subdue the monks in China and do things for him.

Because it is impossible to cultivate a large number of masters in ten years. This move is undoubtedly the fastest way, and a large number of masters can be gathered for their own use in a short period of time.

"Stop them!"

With the order of Jiaoba, more than 5,000 people dared not refuse to follow and rushed out, and the battle was about to begin.

Just like cutting melons and vegetables, the combat effectiveness of Jinding Tower is obviously not as good as the other side, and death happens all the time.

The entrance to the altar has not been completely opened. If they attack, the ten years of efforts of the Golden Ding Tower will be wasted.

Ji Yuzhen, Bai Wensheng and other Tianxuan Realm rushed up quickly, and all those who stopped them were blown away.

The corpse flew everywhere, flesh and blood flowed, and the scene was extremely cruel.

With so many people fighting together, the scene is so terrifying.

There were also many people who were guarding around and did not take action. They would rather give up the treasure than participate.

More than 5,000 people guarding the altar, hundreds of people died and injured in less than a few breaths.

"Heikui, keep her!"

After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, his body shook, disappeared from the spot, and headed straight to the altar.

He wanted to save Xu Lingxue and three and fall into the hands of the Golden Ding Tower. The consequences can be imagined.

He is not afraid of being planted with mysterious marks. He has the technique of magnanimity to resolve it.

The main reason is that Jindinglou is worried that he will use their three lives to threaten himself.

The person who stopped him was directly blown away, and the fluctuations caused were not even below those of the Heavenly Mysterious Realms.

He slashed down with one knife, and dozens of people who stopped Liu Wuxie, all exploded and turned into blood.

This scene fell into everyone's eyes, and naturally fell into the eyes of the man in black robe.

"It's him!"

Countless sounds are delivered.

Ji Yuzhen's face was gloomy and terrible. Liu Wuxie actually appeared, causing him to lose the roller shutter knife that day.
Chapter completed!