"yes!"

Sui Lian immediately agreed and led all the remaining people away from the roulette wheel.

And just as he flew out of the roulette wheel, his body suddenly paused slightly, but he returned to normal in an instant and continued to lead his men to fly downwards.

"Brother, where do we start killing?"

Yanxin looked at the mortal village below with eager eyes, and the reactions of the others were similar.

Sui Lian glanced at them and snorted coldly, "Mortals can be killed at any time, but cultivators cannot.

If they find a chance to escape to East Continent, it will be our fault. We should go to the passage between East and West Continents to block them first."

This made sense, and everyone did not notice anything strange about it. Although they regretted not being able to start the massacre immediately, they still obediently followed Sui Lian and flew towards the passage.

Half a minute later, the group arrived at the entrance of the passage and saw that many monks were taking the opportunity to cross Dongzhou.

A murderous look flashed in Sui Lian's eyes: "Kill them all!"

Yan Xin and others' eyes lit up, and without saying a word they rushed over to slaughter the monks.

At this moment, a terrifying knife light suddenly rose from behind them.

Everyone was startled and horrified, but the distance was too close and there was no time to dodge.

After just one encounter, all eleven people were cut in half by the sword, screaming in pain.

Sui Lian looked indifferent, and swung his sword three more times. Eleven heads flew high into the air, and the screams stopped abruptly.

Sui Lian made a few more strikes, shattering the sea of ​​consciousness and souls of the eleven people, and then flew into the passage between the east and west continents without any reluctance, disappearing without a trace.

Leaving behind a pile of broken corpses, he died with his eyes open.