Chapter 1619: The powerful Miaoshui real person

"Don't panic, attack their eyes."
At this time, in the crowd, no one yelled.
"Yes, how can they forget about this? They have weaknesses."
The cultivators seemed to see hope again, and many cultivators fought their backs and slammed into the eyes of the eight King Kong again.
However, they were horrified to discover that the idea is beautiful and the reality is cruel.
When they took action, they realized that the facts were completely different from what they thought.
This time, the eight King Kongs did not dodge or avoid, letting them attack their own eyes.
"The Eye of Buddha's Fury!"
Following the roar of the leader King Kong, when everyone's attack was about to hit the eyes of the eight King Kong guardians, their eyes shot out a golden light, and their attack was instantly resolved.
Not only that, the golden light continued unabated, penetrated into the crowd in an instant, and took the lives of several monks very easily.
"It's useless to attack the eyes!"
"There is no resistance at all!"
The monks finally showed a look of fear.
I thought that attacking the eyes would be able to curb the offensive of the Vajra Guardian, but I didn't expect that their attacks would not only fail to work, but they would take the lives of several people!
"Damn, why is this King Kong Demon Formation so powerful?"
Almost every cultivator had such a question in his heart. After all, they underestimated the difficulty of the eight Vajra Guardians.
"Blame them, why are you going to get those relics? If it weren't for them, these Vajra protectors would not wake up!"
Some people even spread their anger on the dozen or so people who had received the relics before, but they forgot that they were a part of those people not long ago.
The only difference is that compared with those monks, they got nothing.
Under the tremendous pressure of life and death, irreconcilable contradictions occurred within the monks. Facing the impeccable Vajra Guardian, the majority of people who were still alive had lost their fighting spirit!
"It really is a bunch of waste."
At this moment, a cold woman's voice suddenly came from behind everyone. It is one of the three major sects, the real person of Miaoshui of the Pure Water School.
Seeing the people of the three major sects, all the cultivators showed ecstasy in their eyes.
In their opinion, although the eight diamond guardians are powerful, they are still not enough to see in front of the three top sects of Tianzhou.
"Master Yimei, you happened to be here. These diamond guardians are too powerful. They have killed many of our companions. Please do it. Our monks from Tianzhou will definitely be grateful for your kindness."
In the crowd, a middle-aged monk with a goatee ran up to Master Yimei, plopped, kneeled in front of Master Yimei, and began to plead.
Goatee was wounded all over, and his left chest collapsed deeply. The breath of the whole body was in disorder. If it were not for the fluctuating spirit of his body from time to time, others would definitely treat him as an escape from famine. mortal.
Even his current state is countless times more miserable than ordinary people.
If you change to the usual behavior of the goatee, everyone will definitely despise it deeply, but at this moment, listening to the pleading of the goatee in front of Master Yimei, everyone can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Although they did not speak, they looked at Master Yimei's eyes full of expectation.
Looking at the goatee kneeling in front of him, Master Yimei showed a hint of contempt in his eyes.
"Trash!"
Master Yimei gave a cold snort of disgust, if it weren't for these incompetent casual cultivators, they would definitely come to the fifth floor when these people were all dead.
Master Yimei glanced proudly at the goatee and the surviving monks, and said coldly: "If you want us to make a move, hand over the relics you got before, and our three sects will save your lives. ."
As soon as Master Yimei said this, everyone was taken aback.
They never thought that the people of the three major sects would be so shameless, but now people are swordsmen, they are fish and meat, although everyone is unwilling to live, they can only do what Master Yimei said.
Originally, there were five or six people who hesitated and seemed to be thinking about whether to hand over, but when they heard the miserable screams behind them, everyone's expressions changed suddenly, without hesitation, they would obediently follow the Buddha. The relics obtained in the cave were handed over.
Those screams, naturally someone was killed.
"This is the right way to save me from taking action."
A look of satisfaction appeared in Master Yimei's eyes, and he was about to put away the relics handed over by everyone. At this moment, the voices of Long Shisan and Miao Shui sounded almost simultaneously.
"Master Yimei, I'm afraid it's a bit wrong for you to do this." Long Shisan said flatly.
Compared with Long Shisan’s subtlety, Miao Shui said it very straightforwardly.
"Yimei, this relic, our Water Purification Sect wants it."
Master Yimei's expression was stagnant, and he looked back at Long Shisan and Miaoshui. His expression was a bit ugly. He said: "Two, the old man agreed to them. As long as they hand over the relics they got before, they will be protected. You can't tell the old man to break his promise, right?"
"Between words?" Miao Shui Zhenren glanced at Master Yimei with a cold expression, "If our Water Purification Sect protects the lives of these casual cultivators, then your God Rune Sect can't talk about breaking words, right?"
Speaking of this, the real person Miaoshui did not give Master Yimei a chance to speak, but looked at Long Shisan and said, "Dong Shisan, do you want to compete with this seat for these relics?"
Hearing the words, Long Shisan took a deep look at Real Man Miao Shui, then shook his head, and said: "Since it is a real man you are interested in, I Long Shisan will sell you a face, so I won’t be with you. Dispute, but if there are more treasures in the future, please forgive me from the real person. Our Mad Sword Sect can’t leave empty-handed, otherwise, brother, I cannot explain it."
Hearing the word "senior brother" in Long Shisan's mouth, Miao Shui's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was very jealous of Long Shisan's senior.
"The treasures behind, we all rely on our ability."
After Mr. Miao Shui finished speaking, he ignored the ugly face of Master Yimei, but went straight to the eight Vajra guardians who were killing in the crowd.
"Good formation, but unfortunately, in front of this seat, there are ants in the end."
Looking at the eight diamond guardians in front of her, Miao Shui snorted coldly, and then, an extremely powerful breath shot out of her body.
"Frozen!"
In an instant, in the entire fifth-story stupa space, it seemed as if it had entered the twelfth lunar month of winter, everyone couldn't help but shiver, the monk who was weak in cultivation, and even trembled from being frozen.
And those eight diamond guardians, almost instantly, were frozen into eight ice sculptures by the cold air radiating from the real person Miao Shui.