One hundred and forty siege
On the other side of the dense forest, “Cheer up, everyone. This time they are holy cultivators, and they are in very good condition. Master is very happy. No one can be spared. Those who are captured alive will be given two Blood Soul Pills, and those who are dead will be given two blood soul pills.” One, and three blood soul pills for capturing the female cultivator alive!”
“Haha, don’t worry, senior brother. Saint cultivators are the worst. They are a bunch of little sheep who have never seen the world. We are prosperous this time!”
“It’s good to know. This is a rare opportunity. With these twenty holy cultivators, we will have enough food for a whole year!”
The demon cultivators laughed wildly and said, “ration” is another way they call Yaoyin.
The demon cultivators searched unscrupulously. For them, this was a hunting game where they could vent their murderous intent, and their struggle was in vain.
At this time, Suo Ming was being attacked by a group of demonic cultivators, “Beat me with all your strength and seize this beast!”
The sword energy and talismans smashed towards Suo Ming. Suo Ming had no chance to attack. He was blocked several times after breaking through. Unless he had a special magical weapon, he could not fly at all, and his slow flight was of no value. , can only become a target.
“Ah, senior brother, this guy is very durable!”
“I don’t believe that he is a man of steel and iron bones. He only needs to breathe for a while. He can’t escape and be caught alive!”
Suo Ming remained silent and defended steadily with the double hammers in his hands. Now he is a truly defensive physique. He is absolutely great in team battles and is also very strong in single combat, but what he fears most is encountering group fights.
It can’t be consumed and can’t run away.
Suo Ming was not worried about life and death and maintained a steady defense. No matter who wanted to kill him, it would not be easy. These demon cultivators were obviously able to catch him alive.
Suo Ming staggered in his steps. A demonic cultivator immediately approached. It was obvious that he wanted to attack. The cold sword energy came. Suo Ming did not retreat but advanced. His body hit the sword energy. With a muffled grunt, the hammer in his hand hit him directly. Smashed the demon cultivator on the head, “Kill~~~~~~”
Brains are overflowing.
“Surround him, and no one is allowed to enter. If he tires him to death, he will be rewarded!”
The leading Demon Cultivator disciple shouted, and at the same time, he quickly took out a red gourd-shaped magic weapon from his arms and inserted it directly into the dead disciple’s chest. The blood rushed to the gourd as if it had found an outlet, and Yuanli also moved with it. The demon cultivator disciples seemed to still feel regretful.
In the blink of an eye, the body turned into a mummy.
This time, the Demonic Cultivator disciples also learned well. They have encountered many Physical Cultivators, but such physical