There are seven more people under him, a total of eight people, including three demon immortals and five high-level peak demon gods.

On the other side, there were only two female demon fairies, Po'er and Hongliu, and an old immortal master from the City Lord's Mansion, who was also seriously injured now.

"It looks like the people in the City Lord's Mansion are going to surrender..."

"There are only three people left in the City Lord's Mansion, and we can't defeat them now..."

"Not necessarily, there must be a lot of masters in their world..."

"That's right, maybe I'll win as soon as I release it..."

"Uh, what is that..."

Just when everyone thought that Po'er and the others had some options, at least they still had helpers in the world of Qiankun.

At this time, more than a dozen black-robed men appeared on the battlefield outside the territory. As soon as these dozen black-robed men appeared, they surrounded the three of them.

"Well, how can we fight this..."

"A dozen more helpers have arrived..."

"It's twenty-one-three now..."

"No more fun..."

"The people in the City Lord's Mansion are really going to die. I feel sorry for Elder Hong. It's okay if you marry me first..."

"Mrs. Po'er is also a peerless gift..."

The scene seemed to be turning one-sided. Now more than a dozen men in black robes appeared, and all of them were not weak in strength.

At worst, they are all high-to-high-level demon gods, and they may even be stronger.

"Interesting..."

Hongliu was very calm when faced with such a scene. She had experienced thousands of battles and was not only afraid of these things.

"Elder Haoming, please go and rest first."

Fu'er didn't let the old immortal master suffer any more, and sent him into the world of heaven and earth.

Now only she and Hongliu were left, leaning against each other, facing each other's twenty-odd people.

"Okay, you two are the only ones left..."

The white-haired old man sneered: "You look down on my brothers..."

"If you want to break it into pieces, I'm afraid it won't be that easy..."

The old man shouted coldly, and a dozen men in black robes moved at the same time. Suddenly, these ten people turned into a dozen black shadows in the blink of an eye.

"careful!"

Hongliu pulled Fu'er over, and the two of them dodged upwards, reaching an altitude of 10,000 meters.

"Boom..."

There was another loud noise, and Ermei felt that there was a giant divine bell above her head. This sound shocked their brains, and Ermei fell directly from it.

"Fu'er..."

Hongliu stretched out his right hand and fished out the rapidly falling plump boy.

"Dong dong dong..."

On the battlefield outside the territory, the bells were ringing continuously, like divine bells, shaking them to the point of falling.

"Ah, my head hurts so much..."

"Oh my God, I can't stand it anymore. Stop knocking..."

"Run away..."

"This clock is very strange, it can confuse people's minds..."

"Run away..."

Nearly half of the tens of millions of people watching the battle below fled in the blink of an eye.

There were also some unlucky ones who were knocked unconscious directly below, and even some guys with weak cultivation were directly shocked to death.

These immortal cultivators who were shocked to death, at least close to ten thousand people, and other people immediately fled in all directions. The bells of the battlefield outside the territory actually penetrated the sky here and reached below.

"Hahaha, stop resisting..."

"You can't escape..."

"Hahaha, the City Lord's Mansion will be destroyed today..."

"It's not destruction, but it's about to change hands..."

"The City Lord's Mansion is just a small holy city. It should be controlled by the major immortal cities and divine cities. You are too greedy..."

"You have been the city lord for so many years and made so much money. You have had enough. You asked for this..."'

Now that everyone here has almost retreated, the white-haired old man and the others have no scruples anymore and directly expressed their ambitions.

In the light array, there is a divine bell somewhere, which is ringing continuously.

"No, this thing is too scary, we don't have time..."

Po'er quickly sealed off his hearing, and floated in mid-air with Hongliu, communicating secretly: "Hongliu, your cultivation level is higher, I will hold them back, and you wait for an opportunity to escape..."

Hongliu also closed his hearing, Chuanyin Fu'er said: "Don't talk now, I can't leave you alone and leave here alone..."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't leave, it will be too late. Before it's too late, the passage to the outer battlefield has not been completely closed."

Hongliu said: "It's impossible, there's no way you want me to leave first..."

"It's really almost too late. That clock should be a psychic clock. We are now trapped in its clock array..."

Po'er said in a deep voice: "While the bell formation has not completely encircled it successfully, we still have a chance to rush out again..."

"Then let's rush out together..."

Hongliu shouted coldly, and a red light condensed in his right hand and shot towards the white-haired old man and others over there.

"Boom..."

This red light did not rush in front of them, but was absorbed by an invisible force and did not rush out at all.

"Hahaha……"

"You still want to rush out?"

The white-haired old man led someone outside them. With a wave of his right hand, two black shadows flashed past and immediately closed the battle gate of the outer battlefield.

"You can't escape at all now..."

The white-haired old man looked at the two people in front of him. Outside them, there was a faint circle of Buddha's light surrounding them, trapping them in the middle.

"You are two peerless beauties. Not only are you beautiful, but your cultivation is also unfathomable. It would be such a pity if you died like this..."

The white-haired old man said with a wicked smile: "It's better for you two to do this. As long as you obey me, I will definitely spare your lives..."

"Do you like us?"

Hong Liu raised his head and smiled, and the white-haired old man smiled: "I believe you are all smart people. If you follow me, we will definitely be able to do something earth-shattering..."

"Big business?"

Hongliu laughed again, and suddenly his voice turned cold: "Are you worthy of an old and ugly monster like you?"

"court death!"

The white-haired old man was furious and shouted: "Set up an array and refine them!"

"I want to drink their blood!"

"yes!"

The seven strong men immediately formed a formation at the same time. Not only that, with a flash of divine light, some more strong men appeared out of thin air.

Forty or fifty people appeared here together, surrounding the two of them, and the bells in the formation rang more frequently.

The bells kept ringing, and the bell array became stronger and stronger. There was a force seeping into the bells. Even if their hearing was turned off, it began to shake the two of them's souls.

"No, this is the Yuanling Bell!"

Hongliu's head was shocked, Yuan Ling was injured, and he immediately vomited blood three times.

Po'er on the side was no exception. He was even more seriously injured. He vomited several mouthfuls of blood and his face turned pale.

"What can we do!"

The surrounding light array became stronger and stronger, and the sound of the bell shook the Yuanling so much that it was unable to concentrate its power, and there was no way to escape.

"It seems we are going to die together."

Hongliu smiled. She covered her Yuanling with spiritual energy. Once the Yuanling was covered, the immortal cultivator was equivalent to having no weapons and was no different from an ordinary person. He could only rely on a refined weapon.

body, but now they are trapped by the Buddha formation, and they cannot escape even if they want to.

In the Buddhist formation, there was a strange force that was devouring and absorbing their power. They felt that their blood was losing rapidly.
To be continued...