The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father Chapter 4954: The exorcism is still a mortal (1)
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"The outcome of the second day of Bi An Huangquan's bet is announced."
"The victor is the camp of the sky-transmitters."
"The loser accepts punishment and now randomly expels one-tenth of the participants in the Guardian camp."
Almost at the moment when the six-star tower weapon fell, the cultivators of the cultivating continent who gathered together suddenly moved.
They rushed towards the center of the Allure Army and Liangchen Army in unison.
All the magic weapons in his hands are released, and he wants to wrap dozens of hundreds of people and throw them on the barrier.
Six-star tower spirit said, it will give priority to expelling those close to the barrier.
They just have to throw others over.
After making up a tenth, they are safe.
However, the magic weapon of these people hasn't touched everyone in the cultivation mainland.
I felt a biting cold all over my body.
The golden and red robes swept over the sky.
Wrap them all into a ball, leaving only their heads exposed.
This robe is a sacred soldier.
Thousands of people were clearly enclosed, but they still looked only a few meters in size.
Thousands of people struggled, their breath exploded, but they couldn't get rid of the shackles of the robes.
And as the few people struggled, the cassock ball rolled and slowly approached the barrier.
These monks changed their faces one by one and screamed loudly.
"Master Jingyuan, what are you doing?"
"I am waiting to throw those low-level monks next to the barrier, hoping to reduce our casualties."
"Yeah, Master Jingyuan, we used to fight the ghosts together, which is considered a fellow. Are you trying to attack us now for a few outsiders? Shouldn't monks be merciful?"
Jing Yuan frowned, and did not speak yet.
Li Weiran has already walked up with a smile, kicked, and excitedly said: "Little monk, your robes are really interesting. Can you tie these scum into a ball? How fun to kick? Who made it, can you give me one."
Jing Yuan said with no expression on his face: "I am older than you, and I am no longer a monk."
"Understood! Understood! Would you like to enter the Zhuangxiaoyaomen!" Li Weiran replied with a smile.
Then he looked at the people who were tied into **** by the robes.
"Thank you for jumping out by yourself, otherwise, I really have to hesitate to choose who is the ration for the ghost!"
"Tsk tusk, that's all, it's all at once, it's wasted!"
Li Weiran said as he shook his head, "You said if I divide you into dozens of pieces now, can you count as dozens of pieces for one person?"
Hundreds of monks' complexions changed drastically, and their eyes were full of horror.
"No, you can't do this for Li Weiran. I am Xuanxian! The guardian camp still needs my power."
"There are so many low-level cultivators on the Cultivation Continent, even if one-tenth is given out, there are still many, why do you want us to die!!"
Hundreds of monks screamed loudly.
"Save us, fellow daoists, save us! Otherwise, it will be our turn! We are fellow cultivators on the mainland, why should we die for these wastes?!"
The cultivators of the Xiuxian Continent turned pale, with cold sweat on their foreheads.
At this time, they felt the sadness of the rabbit and the fox.
If there is a choice, they certainly hope to die from outsiders, those who are powerful and status cultivators.
But...
"Senior, should we discuss this matter again, and send these fellow daoists out to be eaten by ghosts? Is it too much? At least...at least we should maintain a little fairness, and the cultivation continent should also produce a part... …"