Chapter 1637: Melee

Hearing the words of Master Yimei, the eyes of Long Shisan and others showed a smile. These casual cultivators did solve a problem for them.
"The relics can only belong to us. Those who are loose cultivators, don't want to take one away."
"If they dare to resist, kill it. The nine-story stupa is full of danger. It's normal to die a few casual cultivators."
The three began to whisper.
On the high platform, a group of casual cultivators didn't know that they had been treated as cannon fodder by the three major sects. At this moment, they all rushed towards the remaining relics one by one.
As before, the hidden weapon of the organ was instantly touched, and a scream rang out, and dozens of people fell on the high platform, while the remaining monks, seeing their companions falling down, not only did not have any fear in their eyes, but their companions fell. It aroused the fierceness in their hearts even more, and they rushed to the golden Arhat and the elderly one by one.
Shoo!
A dozen people fell again, and finally someone rushed to the golden body Arhat and took out the relics hidden in their bodies.
With the previous example, after taking the relics, the monks all jumped off the high platform, while the monks who did not receive the relics looked enthusiastically at the golden old man in the middle. Body.
On the body of the golden old man, the relic is the size of a baby's fist. It is the most precious one in the entire nine-story stupa, and it is also a real treasure.
In the fight just now, all the monks who rushed towards the golden old man, without exception, had not yet approached, they all exploded and died.
But this does not stop everyone from wanting to get the enthusiasm of the relic in the old man's body. Under the huge temptation of the treasure, the greed in their hearts has overcome the fear of death.
"The relic is mine!"
Finally, a monk took the lead to break the short-lived peace, only to see him roar, and his figure rushed towards the old man like a sharp arrow.
However, compared to the previous monks, he was much smarter. When he was about to approach the old man, he had a set of treasures on his body, and then he put a shield on himself, and kept approaching the old man.
Facts have proved that the preparations he made are effective. Compared with the previous monks, the distance between him and the old man is a little closer, even only a slight difference, he will reach the old man's body.
A look of ecstasy appeared in the monk's eyes, but at this moment, his face suddenly changed, his face flushed, and his expression instantly became frightened.
Click!
The shield on the surface of his body was instantly shattered, and then the sound of items shattering sounded, and the armor suit on his body began to shatter, and then fell to the ground.
"what!"
The monk only had time to let out a scream, and his body burst into a cloud of blood mist just like those monks before him.
Seeing this scene, the originally fanatical crowd suddenly woke up, looking at the golden old man one by one, in addition to greed, there was more fear in his eyes.
They realized that with their abilities, they couldn't get the best relic in the old man's body at all!
After just a moment's hesitation, all the monks who were still on the high platform jumped off the high platform and surrounded the several monks who had received the relics before.
"Hand over the relic, otherwise, die!"
In the casual cultivator team, a strong-breathed cultivator walked out. His whole body exuded a dangerous and wild aura. Looking at the cultivators who possessed the relics, a touch of bloodthirsty appeared in the eyes of the scattered cultivator. color.
As soon as this Sanxiu came out, the faces of the monks who received the relics changed, but they did not compromise, but exchanged glances with each other, took out their weapons, and looked sharply at the surrounding people.
"Want relic unless we die!"
"Really? Then you die and transform yourself!"
After hearing this, the Sanxiu roared, and instantly transformed into a beast.
At this moment, no one hides strength anymore.
After the transformation, Sanxiu's momentum skyrocketed again, his eyes were red, and he raised his huge fists, and instantly attacked the monks carrying relics.
boom!
The monk blasted out a punch, and instantly smashed the monk closest to him, holding the storage ring of that monk in his hand.
"Don't, don't kill me, I don't want the relic, please don't kill me."
Being shattered to pieces, the monk's Yuan Ying showed extreme fear in his eyes, and he kept begging for mercy from the beast.
But for his begging for mercy, the beast cultivator just gave a cruel smile, then pinched his Yuan Ying in his hand and squeezed it hard, and the begging monk’s Yuan Ying was instantly crushed.
Collecting the spoils, the beast cultivator did not give up, but looked at the next monk with a cruel smile in his eyes.
"Hand over the relic, or die!"
The monk who was stared at by the beast cultivator showed a stern look in his eyes. He glanced at his companions around him and said, "He is going to kill all of us. Let's go together and kill him!"
The cultivators nodded their heads and launched a fierce attack on the beast repair.
Beast Xiu's face became cold. He did not expect that these cultivators would unite together. Although his strength was strong, facing the attack of seven cultivators at the same time, it was obviously difficult for him.
After a fierce battle, Beast Xiu killed the three again, but he himself was at the end of the crossbow and lost the ability to fight again.
Around him, the remaining four monks all looked at him with horror, and for a while, no one dared to step forward.
Beast Xiu supported his weak body with a smug look in his eyes. He took out a healing pill from his storage ring and was about to swallow it to heal his wounds.
But at this moment, with the sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh, his movement instantly freezes, and there is a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.
The beast repairer looked down with difficulty, and saw the blade of a sharp sword pierced from his chest, and the blade was full of bright red blood.
"Do you dare to kill Lao Tzu?"
Beast Xiu exerted all his strength, turned and looked at a middle-aged monk behind him, his eyes full of anger.
The middle-aged monk was instinctively frightened when he met the beast cultivator’s eyes, but then a sharp expression appeared in his eyes. He only heard him roar and stirred the sharp sword that pierced the beast cultivator’s chest. Suddenly let out a painful scream, and his body fell heavily to the ground.
Looking at the beast cultivator who fell on the ground, a cruel look appeared in the middle-aged cultivator's eyes. He drew the sharp sword from the beast cultivator's body, and then stabbed dozens of swords into the beast cultivator's body before stopping.
The beast cultivator's flesh had long been blurred by the face of the middle-aged monk. With a look of regret, the beast cultivator closed his eyes.
At this time, a line of Yuan Ying floated out of the animal repair body, holding a storage ring in her hand, it seemed that she was planning to escape.