In the center of Taiping Mountain, the shouting of killing and shaking the sky can be heard clearly from miles away.

On a high mountain, more than a dozen people stood on the peak, looking down on the battle between the Alliance Army and the Evil Alliance Army.

These are the people of the Four Hidden Gates.

"A group of mortals in the world are fighting for life and death, and they are making a huge noise, which is really boring......" An old man said indifferently, looking sleepy.

"These so-called righteous and evil factions in China have to fight to the death every few decades, fighting for the so-called justice and evil, which is quite boring......"

"Bound by the entanglement of worldly fame and fortune, they are vulgar mortals, destined to never be able to achieve the path of immortality."

The core elders of the four hidden sects are all in the realm of high-level martial saints, standing on a high place to watch the battle between the two alliances, judging from above.

"I can't say that, there are still strong people in the worldly martial arts world." The glamorous elder of the Ukiyo Zhong Ling Sect said with a chuckle.

She was in her eighties, but she looked like a beautiful woman in her thirties.

"I heard that there is a state pastor in his early twenties in the martial arts world, and he has reached the realm of martial saints, which is quite powerful, and he can already compare with the big disciples in our sect......"

"This is a joke, the development of a person in the worldly martial arts world is limited, even if he has that kind of talent, it is estimated that this life will stop here, and the big disciples within our four sects have the potential to become immortals...... someone retorted.

"Hehe, become an immortal, what an ethereal legend, there can't be one in hundreds of years, and there is a Xuantian heart in the past four hundred years......"

"After searching for so many days, can you find any traces of the Xuantian Heart Cave Mansion?"

"Nope."

"Nope."

"Nothing."

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In the center of Taipingshan, the battle was white-hot, and the masters of the alliance army and the evil alliance army came out together, and the battle was in full swing.

The two sides made all their killing moves, and the killing was boiling.

The most dazzling is Huang Fuyue and Huang Fuyun sister and brother, Huang Fuyun has been stimulated these days, and is about to break through to the realm of high-level martial arts, Huangfu Yue has almost become an intermediate martial artist, and the sisters and brothers have joined forces to beat the two great Tianjiao of the evil alliance back again and again.

Xu Liang, the one-armed swordsman of the Northern Alliance, is still fighting with a single knife, and his sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and even Huangfuyun is afraid of it.

The masters of both sides are holding each other back and fighting together.

The three Martial Saints who were hidden at the beginning of the evil alliance burst out, and they originally wanted to kill the Quartet, but they were confronted by the decent Martial Saints who had been prepared for a long time, and they were completely contained.

Huangfu Fengming and another martial saint exposed their cultivation, and they were restrained without causing much killing.

The battle between the martial saint masters and the low-level martial artists was devastating, but both sides had their own restraints, and neither could spare time.

The evil alliance also had one more martial saint, who was surrounded by Zhao Pingtian, the leader of the Martial Alliance, and seven high-level martial artists with a seven-son sword array, and was very trapped.

Mu Li was equivalent to the combat power of an intermediate martial saint in the perception of the evil alliance, so he sent an intermediate martial saint to contain him.

The Five Poisons Sect Ancestor originally wanted to take a group of martial saints to kill Mu Li first, but he was restrained one by one and couldn't get out.

"Jingzhou Mu, the old man is the ancestor of the Rakshasa Gate, I heard that the Tianjiao of my Rakshasa Gate died in your hands, and Lao Tzu came to ask for his life!" The red-faced old man walked coldly towards him.

Mu Li looked at the red-faced old man, his eyes flickered a few times.

"Don't think about any ghost ideas, I heard that you have the combat power of an intermediate martial saint, but you are definitely not my opponent, the old man's combat experience is dozens of times that of yours, today I will definitely capture you and bring you back to Luo!" The old man looked at him young, and there was some contempt.

"You're too powerful, so I won't fight you." Mu Li spoke, and then the girl ran away, and ran away from the battlefield, and escaped dozens of meters at once.

The Rakshasa Gate Ancestor was stunned for a moment.

"No cowards, don't try to run away!" He shouted angrily and chased after him.

"I didn't expect the famous Jingzhou Mu to be such an unplanted person, and the Five Poisons Teacher Ancestor looked down on him too much." While chasing, the Rakshasa Gate Ancestor thought as he could.

"Wait until I take him down, arrest him back and become an adult, and avenge my sect Tianjiao."

The ancestor of the Rakshasa Gate looked down on Mu Li even more, accelerated his speed, and quickly broke away from the battlefield and ran into a forest with Mu Li.

When he got here, Mu couldn't run away, and stood where he was, waiting for him.

"What? I knew I couldn't run away, so I gave up? The Rakshasa Gate Ancestor sneered and approached.

Mu Li smiled at him, then slapped his palm suddenly.

The palm wind was raging, and the big mudra appeared, slapping it hard at the ancestor of the Rakshasa Gate.

"Boom ......"

The wind and clouds are changing, and the Mahamudra has the power to shock the world.

"How is that possible?"

The Rakshasa Gate Ancestor's face changed dramatically in an instant, and he lost his sneer and calmness.

The coverage is a bit wide, and he can't avoid it for a while, and the martial saint gang on his body bursts out, and he plans to take this palm hard.

"Boom!"

The palm prints fell, the ground caved into a large pit, and the waves of earth were rolled up.

Mu Li walked over.

"You...... How can you be so strong......" The Rakshasa Sect Ancestor lay in the big pit, spitting out blood, and looked at Mu Li in shock.

Where is this Intermediate Martial Saint?

This is at least a high-level martial saint!

Just now, he thought Mu Li was afraid and ran away, but now he realized that he had fallen for the trick.

This place is off the battlefield, and even if Mu Li kills him here, no one will come to save him.

Originally, in addition to the Five Poisons Sect Ancestor on the battlefield, there was also a new high-level martial saint, who could take care of it if something happened.

"Jingzhou Mu, you are so insidious...... Rakshasa Sect Ancestor said unwillingly.

He was injured by Mu Li's palm, he was not an opponent at all, and he was no longer able to fight.

Mu Liyin walked over with a smile.

"Are you going to kill me?" The Rakshasa Gate Ancestor stared at him, ready to break out at any time.

How could Mu Li not know what he was thinking?

"Xiaobai." Mu Li screamed.

"Look at me." Zhang Xiaobai floated to the front and directly greeted the Rakshasa Sect Ancestor with a soul attack technique.

The Rakshasa Gate Ancestor was stunned and briefly confused.

Mu Li quickly rushed over and slapped him on the back of the head, knocking him unconscious.

He lifted the Rakshasa Gate Ancestor and walked to a clearing, and when he thrust it into the ground, he plunged him deep into the ground, and only one head was exposed.

"It's small." Mu Li screamed.

Little Bu Dian jumped and ran over.

Mu Li handed him a sledgehammer.

"Look at it carefully, if you have a tendency to wake up, you will smash it to the back of the head, and then smash it and faint."

Xiao Budian nodded wildly with a sledgehammer ten times larger than its body.

After explaining, Mu Li took Zhang Xiaobai back to the center of the battlefield.

Because the evil alliance has two high-level martial saints, the decent martial saints are very difficult, but Mu Li did not go to help.

He first set his sights on a great martial artist.

"Xiaobai, do it."

Zhang Xiaobai threw a soul attack technique, and that Great Martial Venerable was immediately confused.

Mu Li hurriedly rushed up with a big hammer and slammed it on the back of his head, knocking the big martial artist forward and flying out at once, and he was already dizzy.

As soon as the blow was successful, Mu Li ran over with a smile and ran away to pick up the person and run, and ran away without a trace.

The decent Dawu Zun who was fighting with that person was dumbfounded, and watched this scene happen stupidly, until Mu Li ran away and disappeared without a trace.

"What is this for?" He muttered to himself in confusion.

Mu Li rushed back to the grove with Da Wuzun on his shoulder, planted him next to the Rakshasa Gate Ancestor, and said the same thing to Xiao Budian.

Xiao Budian nodded wildly again.

Mu Li rushed back to the battlefield again, and soon carried back the second Great Martial Venerable, planted here, and explained to Xiao Budian again.

Several times in a row, Mu Li carried a total of four Dawuzun back, all of them planted like radishes and inserted them here, and Xiao Budian watched.

This time he rushed back, and there were not many Great Martial Zuns, so he easily got three or four high-level Martial Masters to come back and plant.

For the last time, Mu Li set his sights on a martial saint.

I haven't attacked the Martial Saint again, just because it's too eye-catching.

If you don't have to start now, you can only start with the Martial Saint.

This is the Martial Saint who fought with the sword array of Zhao Pingtian, the leader of the Martial Alliance.

"Xiaobai, do your best!" He screamed.

Zhang Xiaobai used all his soul power, and a soul attack technique passed, which suddenly made the martial saint's body stagnate and lose his mind for a short time.

Mu Li rushed up like a bolt of lightning, and slammed a hammer down on the back of his head, directly knocking the martial saint into the ground.

Worried that the strength was not enough, he also made up a few hammers, smashing the man's head deep into the ground.

Zhao Pingtian and the other six people were dumbfounded.

Good...... Good violence......

"You go on." Mu Li said hello, and then carried the martial saint and ran towards the grove.

Zhao Pingtian and the others were stunned for a moment, shouting and rushing towards other masters.

There were two Martial Saints missing one after another, several Great Martial Masters and Senior Martial Saints, and the people of the Evil Alliance finally sensed that something was wrong.

"Grass! How do you feel that our masters are playing less and less? Where are they all dead? Another high-level martial saint of the Evil Alliance approached the Five Poisons Sect Ancestor and asked angrily.

The Five Poisons Sect Ancestor looked inside the venue and frowned deeply.

"Maybe the fighting was too fierce and went somewhere else......" he guessed.

The masters of the alliance army joined forces to attack again, and the two had no time to think about it, and were busy responding to the enemy.

In the grove outside the battlefield, the white and chubby little Budian carried a large hammer ten times larger than its body, and walked around in a pile of turnips, and when he saw a sound, a hammer was struck on the back of the head until there was no sound.