I'm going to destroy this orb now, and no matter how much trickery you have, you won't be able to use it. ”

Mu Shan's face was grim, and he said, "Hold the Falling Spirit Bead!"

"Kill!"

Table Wushuang drank down, and many disciples of the Sword Moon Sect came out in response, turning into sword light one after another, fighting with the disciples of the Fallen Demon Sect.

The disciples of the other five sects looked left and right, and they didn't know whether to meddle for a while.

After all, in the eyes of the people of the five factions, this was just a battle between the Sword Moon Sect and the Fallen Demon Sect after all.

Previously, Table Wushuang forcibly recruited them, which had already caused dissatisfaction among everyone.

It is obviously unrealistic to want everyone to obey his orders now.

"Let's just wait, don't make a move. When the people of the Fallen Demon Sect and the Sword Moon Sect are defeated, then we will take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters!

With it, I will definitely be able to keep my identity as an inner disciple. ”

Bai Yuan was also one of them, and instructed Xiahou Ming and the others not to come forward.

Table Wushuang held the spirit sword in his hand, wrapped in sword light and slashed towards Mu Shan's head!

Mu Shan sneered, shook his hands, and suddenly poked out two sharp steel claws glowing with cold light on his wristbands!

One paw down!

Table Wushuang's sword light was almost directly torn apart, and the whole person flew out upside down, and a touch of hot blood slowly spread out from Mu Shan's body.

"The spirit master is perfect, and the true meaning of qi and blood is in rudiment?"

Table Wushuang only felt that the meridians in her body were invaded by an extremely fiery aura, and the huge aura of hot blood almost assimilated her aura.

"Heh, the chick of the Sword Moon Sect, haven't you eaten enough, give me more strength!"

Mu Shan grinned, flew high into the air, and slashed down with one claw again!

Almost instantaneously, the table was suppressed by the absolute disadvantage.

Lin Chen, who was attached to the bottom of the reef island, sensed the movement above from time to time, and was also secretly surprised.

This aura was somewhat similar to that of the previous Elder Gao Lianrong. Could it be that this is the prototype of the true intent of qi and blood? Cultivating to reach this step is equivalent to stepping into the door of the Spirit King with half a foot?"

Lin Chen frowned tightly and muttered: "This table is peerless, it looks like there should also be a spiritual master's cultivation in the later stage, but he was beaten by this Mu Shan without the strength of his hands. If I change places, how should I deal with them?"

Lin Chen thought about it for a while, with the consummation-level "Gangfeng Budou", even with Mu Shan's strength, he could only follow his ass and eat ashes.

But if you want to fight head-on, I'm afraid you still can't do it.

"Unless you summon the Golden Crow, the two will cooperate and kill it as quickly as possible. ”

Lin Chen calculated the scene of his battle with Mu Shan in his heart. The situation on Reef Island changed almost instantly.

On the surface, the cultivation of the disciples of the Fallen Demon Sect is not much different from that of the Sword Moon Sect, there are only three spirit masters, and the rest are all spirit level cultivators.

But after a moment of fighting, the disciple of the Fallen Demon Sect, who had cultivated to the Spirit Realm before, suddenly revealed a strange pattern on his body!

A disciple of the Fallen Demon Sect who was fighting with Hou Xingwei suddenly showed a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, and he reached out to pull the strange lines on his chest!

The momentum of his whole body skyrocketed, and he actually jumped directly from the Spirit Realm to the Spirit Master Realm!

"Senior brother, be careful!"

Guan Chengye roared, stopped in front of Hou Xingwei, slashed out with one palm, and then kicked back a few steps.

"This is also a spirit master?"

The disciples of the Fallen Demon Sect who entered the forbidden land of Licheng this time are all spirit masters!

Lin Chen's pupils shrank suddenly.

"All of them are spirit masters, five spirit masters, and all of them are mid-stage spiritual master cultivators?"

The six disciples from the Fallen Demon Sect this time, except for Qin Fu, who had already been killed by Lin Chen, turned out to be all of them cultivators above the middle stage of the spirit master.

Speaking of which, Qin Fu's strength can be regarded as the lowest existence among these disciples of the Fallen Demon Sect.

And the Sword Moon Sect, if it is full of battles, it is unparalleled, and Hou Xingwei and Liu Xian are just three spirit masters.

Among them, Liu Xian's injuries have not yet healed, and she can't exert her full strength at all.

"Five Spirit Masters...... If the people of the other five factions go together, it is actually about the same. But the problem is, those grandsons won't go up!"

Lin Chen frowned slightly.

If the Fallen Demon Sect completely defeats the Sword Moon Sect with an overwhelming advantage. That Lin Chen couldn't take away the Falling Spirit Bead under the protection of the Fallen Demon Sect at all.

This time is different from the last time I stole the igneous rock egg, the demon turtle carrying the falling spirit bead is also the existence of a fourth-grade demon beast.

As soon as the disciples of the Fallen Demon Sect showed their full strength, the people of the Sword Moon Sect were completely in a desperate situation!

And the disciples of the other five sects were still standing in the distance and hesitating, not knowing whether to help.

When the matter of the weak water river came on the way, Table Wushuang had already explained it to everyone. But the crowd was clearly not convinced. Or rather...... I don't want to believe it.

For an ordinary disciple, how precious is the opportunity to compete for spiritual objects? Not to mention the Xuan-level spiritual objects that have not appeared in the Licheng Forbidden Land for many years?

And what is the weak water river? They are just disciples in the sect, and there are tall ones on top when the sky falls.

Even for people who don't want to compete for spiritual objects, it is a little difficult for Table Wushuang to let them fight with the Fallen Demon Sect with a few words.

The people of the five southern factions looked at each other, and Table Wushuang was forced into a desperate situation by Mu Shan, and shouted angrily: "When do you want to see it? Do you think that just relying on the people of your five factions can take away that spirit bead?"

"The Fallen Demon Sect's entry into Licheng this time is for the weak water rivers in the north and south. If there is a change in the northern and southern moats, none of our six southern factions will be able to escape the attack of the northern factions! Do you still want to stand by and watch?"

Table Wushuang shouted loudly.

Chen Xing exhaled lightly, a tornado rose under his feet, flew up with a roar, came to Table Wushuang's side, and blocked Mu Shan's blow!

"The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, give it to me! All the spirit people gathered together, dragging the spirit master of the Fallen Demon Sect, and the innate realm cultivators retreated. ”

Chen Xing opened his mouth and shouted.

The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect stepped forward to help, which immediately made the Sword Moon Sect breathe a sigh of relief.

It's just that this is not enough, all the people in the Fallen Demon Sect are cultivators above the middle stage of the spirit master, and everyone has more than one martial art on them.

Pick out a random person, and you can beat a piece of spirit.

Chu Miaomiao gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go too!"

A moment later, the Rakshasa Sect and the Dongyang Sect also gathered and completely surrounded the five spirit masters of the Fallen Demon Sect in the middle and fought each other.

"Hehe, is it because there are more people and there are fewer people?" Mu Shan sneered, and with a cry behind him, a four-rank shadow falcon roared out.

Directly tore a female disciple of the Rakshasa Sect to pieces.

The cry of the Shadow Falcon continued, and the five disciples of the Fallen Demon Sect summoned the Shadow Falcon Wings almost at the same time.

Although it is not as good as Mu Shan's four-rank shadow falcon wings, they are also third-grade demon beasts. Each one is comparable to the late stage of the Spirit.

The corners of Xiahou Ming's eyes twitched, and just as he was about to leave, he was grabbed by Bai Yuan and said, "What are you doing?"