Each one of them showed their weapons, and the spiritual power in their bodies surged.
Before, these guys were all dormant, watching the show, waiting for opportunities.
Now that the opportunity has come, everyone stopped pretending and showed off their strongest form.
Each one's aura is very terrifying, most of them are at the eighth or ninth level of the Martial King Realm, half-step Saint Realm, and quite a few are at the True Saint Realm.
They all come from major forces, and their statuses are relatively respected. They are all the geniuses and seed players of major forces.
Ziyue looked at Long Xuan and others leaving with a complicated expression. This opportunity was just missed.
At the same time, she did not expect that Long Xuan did not directly conflict with Su Qiye.
"You must be disappointed, Long Xuan didn't save you!" Su Qiye just glanced at Ziyue and then said, speaking in a leisurely tone.
Ziyue looked at Su Qiye's side face. She squeezed her hand, lowered her head and did not speak.
"I know you really want to escape my control, but you can't escape until you achieve my goal. Even if you escape, I will catch you back, so you'd better take it easy. It's better to be honest, otherwise I won't be responsible if something happens." Su Qiye said calmly.
She, Ziyue, was the bargaining chip used by Su Qiye to trade with Ziyue Holy Land, so how could she be allowed to escape.
Ziyue pursed her lips tightly and did not speak.
"Let's go, I see someone has already rushed over." At this time, the two guys from Qingfeng Pavilion said to Su Qiye, and both of them began to become anxious.
Because Su Qiye was unhurried from beginning to end, this made them all very uncomfortable.
You must know that across the moat of this city of the dead, there is a large area of Bibi flowers, and many Bigan flowers have already bloomed, and the colors are bright and eye-catching.
They were like graceful women in gorgeous clothes, dancing lightly, with wisps of faint rays of light overflowing as their bodies swayed.
This Bana Flower is like a beautiful lady, constantly attracting those monks who are not afraid of death to rush forward desperately.
Just when Su Qiye wanted to take a step forward, a sudden voice sounded from his mind.
"Don't go there yet!" Jue Ren said.
Su Qiye froze for a moment, then said, "Wait a minute!"
"Are you still waiting? Someone is about to pick the flowers from the other side. The flowers we are waiting for, the day lilies, are almost cold!" The fat man from Qingfeng Pavilion said anxiously. He couldn't calm down now.
Because monks have already rushed across the pontoon bridge and are infinitely close to the city wall of the City of the Dead. They are only a few meters away from the other shore flowers, and they are almost within reach.
The thin man from Qingfeng Pavilion also widened his eyes and looked at Su Qiye in surprise, his expression somewhat anxious.
"Why are you waiting?"
Ziyue also looked at Su Qiye with a puzzled expression. She didn't understand what Su Qiye was thinking.
Because in their opinion, now is the best time to take action.
"Believe me!" Su Qiye answered directly without explaining too much.
In fact, he was also very curious, but Jue Ren didn't tell him anything more, so Su Qiye didn't know why, so he could only answer everyone like this.
When Su Qiye said this, he found that some of the monks around him did not move. Among them were many monks from the Holy Realm, who were some powerful monks.
Most of those who rushed out were those in the Martial Emperor Realm, and a small number were in the Holy Realm.
"Why didn't this kid move?" A monk next to Long Xuan whispered to Long Xuan.
Although many of Long Xuan's men had already rushed over, Long Xuan himself and some of his backbone did not move, just watching from behind.
"Did this kid notice something?" Another member of Long Xuan also murmured curiously.
"Ignore him. If he dares to cause trouble for me, just kill him!" Long Xuan said very domineeringly. This guy didn't take Su Qiye seriously. In his opinion, Su Qiye was just a relatively strong ant. .
Even though Su Qiye's cultivation in the Martial Emperor Realm was enough to condense the power of the sword, he didn't care too much.
After all, he is the holy son of the Longshan Holy Realm, and he is a third-level Holy Realm cultivator.
Time passed slowly, and the two guys from Qingfeng Pavilion looked a little uncomfortable. They watched helplessly as others rushed under the wall of the City of the Dead and began to pick the other shore flowers.
"Mine, mine, all mine!" The first monk who rushed forward was so excited that his eyes turned red as he shouted.
This guy thrust his knife directly into the soil, trying to pry up the whole piece of land.
Chi!
The sword was inserted into the soil, and when the guy pried it hard, a large area of soil was pried up, and some Bianhua flowers and their roots were pried up.
"Huh, get out of here!" Just when the monk was about to grab him, a monk suddenly came out and slashed him with his sword.
This guy is also very strong. With one strike of his sword, the sword light roared and almost shattered the heaven and earth.
"Get out of my way, this is all mine!" The first monk who rushed under the city wall became angry when he saw this scene. His eyes were as scarlet as blood, like a bloodthirsty beast. Crazy.
He drew his sword directly and fought back with all his strength.
boom!
The sword shone brightly, as if it was filled with light and shadow, and the sharp sword light almost blocked everyone's sight.
There was a loud explosion and the two sides fought fiercely.
Terrifying air waves and sword energy were shining, sweeping in all directions.
This kind of fighting is happening in more than one place. This kind of thing is also happening in other places. There are fights and fights over the flower of the other side.
Moreover, more monks rushed over to join the fight.
When everyone was fighting, a monk suddenly came out and picked off a flower of the other side, which he held tightly in his hand.
boom!
"Bring it!"
As soon as the monk got it, he was kicked so hard that his waist almost exploded.
A Holy Realm monk took action. He directly stopped the other party and wanted to snatch the Flower of the Other Side.
"You are a powerful person in the Holy Realm. Instead of grabbing it yourself, you come to bully me, a Martial Emperor Realm. You are really interesting!" The monk was also stubborn. Even after receiving this kick, he refused to give in.
"Bring it here, I don't want to repeat it a third time!" The Holy Realm monk stared at the other person in a overlooking manner, very forcefully, and his tone and posture would make people feel endless anger.
However, even anger is of no use. He is strong, but anger is of no use if he cannot defeat him.
