"We understand."

The monks also felt a terrified and quickly threw away their anger.

There was no Sun Zhengyang before, and they destroyed several waves of enemies along the way. When they cooperated with each other, they had a tacit understanding.

Qin Cheng reminded everyone to put away their anger and devoted all their attention to dealing with evil cultivators.

Soon, everyone performed their own duties and formed a battle formation, fighting with the evil cultivator at the peak of the tribulation realm.

“Huh?”

Not far away, while fighting with the evil cultivator in front of him, Yu Guang observed Sun Zhengyang on Qincheng. Seeing everyone surrounding the evil cultivator in an orderly manner and launching attacks, his pupils shrank, and he was a little surprised.

I remember that before we parted, these guys were still like a pile of loose sand, fighting each other with no combat power at all.

As a result, it took only one day to play well.

What magic does Qincheng have that can unite these wastes?

And the more he looked, the more shocked Sun Zhengyang became.

Because not only do people organize into battle formations, cooperate with each other, but they even trust each other.

For example, just now, the evil cultivator fired a black gas, and after being dodged by the bald monk, the black gas would have bypassed it and attacked the bald again from behind.

As a result, the bald man did not hide or avoid, and the black air was blocked directly by Mr. Chen and others behind him.

The bald monk took advantage of this opportunity to cut a bloody hole on the evil cultivator's arm.

If this evil cultivator had not protected by scales, his arm would have been destroyed.

In just one day, I can trust it so much that I can hand over my back to fellow Taoists?

Sun Zhengyang almost bit his tongue, suspected that he had read it wrong.

But he didn't know that Qin Cheng and everyone not only cooperated for a day, but also experienced the test of life and death when they finally dealt with the gray-haired old man and others.

This kind of experience and growth under bloody battles is naturally not comparable to ordinary training.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, be serious. If we really lose, we will lose both of us."

Seeing Sun Zhengyang, he felt a little uneasy, and the Taoist Kuji frowned helplessly and sent a message to remind him.

He naturally saw the cooperation between Qin Cheng and others, and even envied him.

In his opinion, this is the battle method that a team of monks should have.

But he never thought about gambling. Sun Zhengyang suddenly pulled him, and he couldn't argue with Sun Zhengyang's face.

Now that the progress of both sides is almost the same, Dao Ren can only hope that Sun Zhengyang will make efforts.

"Don't worry, we can't lose."

Sun Zhengyang snorted lowly. Even if Qin Cheng and others cooperated well, could they really be worthy of the two geniuses?

But Sun Zhengyang obviously ignored that Qin Cheng's strength was also improved after the tribulation.

After the first catastrophe of decline, Qin Cheng not only opened three more divine orifices at once, but also improved his strength a lot.

In front, Qin City was the main and Su Wan was the auxiliary, and the bald monk waited for an opportunity to attack.

This evil cultivator was beaten backwards repeatedly and had no power to resist.

"Dragon Teng Technique!"

Qin Cheng raised his hand and improved his cultivation level, the number of the Fire Golden Dragon was also increased.

Twelve flaming dragons roared at the evil cultivator.

"Breaking Nirvana Slash!"

The bald monk also shouted loudly and showed his outstanding skills.

Su Wanyu raised her hand lightly, and a wisp of ice air came first, freezing the void and directly frozen the legs of the evil cultivator.

The evil cultivator's eyes were so angry that he was not as strong as before when he scared everyone.

Besieged by more than a dozen geniuses and are still frozen, he desperately breaks free.

Boom! Boom!

Just as the evil cultivator just smashed the ice layer, Qin Cheng and the bald head's magic tricks hit him hard.

With a scream, a lot of black gas emerged from the evil cultivator.

Qin Cheng added another Blood Abyss Palm, completely shattering him.

"Brother!"

Although the evil cultivator surrounded by Sun Zhengyang was seriously injured, he was not dead yet. At this time, his expression changed drastically.

Seeing his elder brother die, he trembled all over and rushed towards Sun Zhengyang regardless of his fate.


Chapter completed!