When the younger brothers said this, the leader also felt the same.
He can be regarded as a half-step golden core. Every monk in this secret realm counts as one, and he is all at the high end of the strength.
What's more, they have a bad reputation for cultivating evil, but they are famous for their methods.
Just those straight-eyed orthodox monks?
Even if there are more people than them, don't be afraid!
It's not like he has to work hard to drive the soul-calling flag and deliberately search for people.
You know, he still has injuries on his body, barely driving the soul-calling banner, and there is still the possibility of backlash.
It is possible not to use it, of course it is better not to use it.
He was about to take out the soul-calling banner to have a look, but suddenly felt something approaching rapidly.
The evil cultivator immediately dodged away without even thinking about it.
He himself avoided it quickly, but the fire in front of him exploded with a "boom".
The other three evil cultivators who were still swearing and talking big just a moment ago were instantly thrown into the face by the fire.
If it hadn't been for the establishment of the foundation, I'm afraid that the whole face would be burned to death.
Even so, new injuries were immediately added to their bodies, and even their clothes were covered with sparks.
Just as I reached out to put it out, I felt the breath of many people around me.
Someone!
They didn't notice it at all before, and they were still chatting by the fire right under their noses!
The faces of the four of them were a little ugly.
However, they are also monks with combat experience, but after a moment of daze, they immediately took out their magic weapon from the storage bag.
The evil cultivator at the head probably also sensed the existence of another peak cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment, and without even thinking about it, he took out his magic weapon-the summoning banner, and held it in his hand.
As soon as the black soul-calling banner appeared, the surrounding air seemed to cool down a lot in an instant.
It even seems to be able to hear the faint howling of ghosts and wolves.
The soul-calling banner was even more automatic without wind, flying directly in the air.
The whole fabric danced a few times, then tensed instantly, tangled up again, and then straightened again.
It's as if someone is struggling inside and wants to tear the fabric and rush out.
The other three also picked up their own magic weapons.
One seemed to melt into his right arm, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into something like a beast's claw, and the sharp fingers were tinged with cold blood.
One is carrying a big knife, about half the height of a person, and the knife is similar to the soul-calling banner, with a ghostly look.
Another one is a small tripod.
I can't see its purpose for the time being, but looking at the surface and the accompanying breath, I know it can never be a good thing.
Apparently, the magic weapons used were related to their exercises, and no matter which one of the four of them picked out, they all had an evil spirit in them.
One can tell they are evil cultivators at a glance.
When they took out the magic weapon, everyone from Tianwumen also appeared.
Originally, I didn't think about setting up an ambush, but the sudden blow just now did not completely kill the four of them, and everyone was not disappointed.
However, they were quite surprised to see that three of the four were successful, and they even showed their ugly faces because of the firelight.
After a face-to-face meeting, the two parties have already checked each other quickly.
Before Tianwumen could speak, the boss of the evil cultivator had already laughed out loud and said:
"Hahaha, God bless me too! I didn't expect that a decent monk like you would bring a beautiful chick to satisfy his greed! This mortal girl looks good, but she just happens to be used as a furnace for me to heal my wounds!" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com