"Boom!"

In an instant, the righteous path was like a fried pot, and it was chaotic, and the sharp roar suddenly rang out. Master Yuru's eyes were dark, and he only felt two strong forces smashing his back, one bursting like a landslide and tsunami, and the other stabbing like a fine needle.

Master Yuru stumbled, "poof" spewed out a blood mist, what kind of character is he, in a blink of an eye, he is afraid that there are still traitors in the righteous path, and a transcendent "Green Dragon Ascension Technique" walks all over the body in a moment, forcibly blocking the huge force attacking, and at the same time not looking back, a sleeve robe is thrown back!

"Bang bang" two muffled sounds, two exclamations came from the person behind him, obviously suffering a loss, the huge force suddenly dissipated, but the other one like a poisonous needle turned into something tangible, and finally pierced the Qinglong Eight Law Protector that he was caught off guard by and drilled into his body.

In just a moment, Lin Haoran and the others from the Bishan Sect had already rushed over and started one after another, but after the attacker struck a blow, he immediately jumped up and flew into the group of people from the Demon Sect.

The leaders were the female disciples led by Wang Wenqing of the Qinglong Temple, and the people who attacked the others were all people from the Tongtian Sect.

The decent people, including the people of Qinglong Temple such as Master Yuru who was secretly attacked, were all stunned. Master Yuru tried his best to calm his mind for a long time, and pointed at Wang Wenqing and said, "You, what are you doing?

Wang Dingtian stood beside the four hall masters of the Demon Sect and Nantian, looking at them at the same time, and suddenly burst out laughing, his attitude was extremely rampant, full of pride.

The Demon Lord laughed and said to Master Yuru, "Who told you that they are members of the Tongtian Sect?"

Master Yuru was just about to speak, but suddenly lost his voice, slowly turned his head, stared at Nantian, his face was pale, and said, "Okay, good, you did a good job, you really did a good job!"

Nantian sneered, his face was full of smugness, and he said with a smile: "This is not thanks to the resourcefulness of the Demon Lord Sect Master, as soon as I heard that the three major immortal sects suddenly arrived today without invitation, and it was going to harm my big thing, I immediately thought of a three-step sneak attack today, hehe, it was really successful in one fell swoop!"

Master Yuru's body shook a little, and when he looked at it, he saw that he was attacked by the Demon Sect this time, and the general targets were all concentrated among the monks of Qinglong Temple, and nine out of ten people were severely injured. Especially the head of the master, Yuru, whose face was like a blank piece of paper, could not stand at this moment, and with the support of his disciple Master Dashan, he slowly sat down, and behind his back, there was a blur of flesh and blood. As for the others, the situation was not much better, and even among the Bishan faction, five or six elders were injured.

Master Yuru's heart churned, and his heart gradually sank, and he laughed miserably: "Amazing, amazing, I have lived for so many years in vain, and I am not suspicious of you!"

The demon lord looked at him, shook his head with a smile and said, "It's not that you didn't expect this, but you didn't expect you, the Houqing mage, to betray you, right?" "No, I didn't ......" Cui Houqing raised his red eyes and defended weakly.

Master Yuru laughed again.

On the Qinglong Palace, there was silence in an instant, and the people in the righteous path looked at each other, at this moment, anyone could see that the Demon Sect had a great advantage, although there were still many elders and masters in the Qinglong Temple, but there were only more masters in the Demon Sect. Among the monks of Qinglong Temple, it seems that only half of them can make a move at this moment, and only a few of them are still protected from injury because of their alertness.

Suddenly, the tongue-learning bird on Cui Houqing's shoulder was frightened, screaming and flying into the air. The mouth kept shouting: "If the right path is not prosperous, the world will die." If the right path is not prosperous, the world will perish......."

The repetition of the anger echoed in the mountains, just like the current decline of the entire righteous path, struggling to survive.

Listening to this shout one after another, everyone in the righteous path showed strange expressions on their faces, as if they were all ashamed. Master Yuru raised his eyes to look at the sky, a look of pain on his face, and then sank his head.

Could it be that the righteous way in the world is really exhausted?

This question is like the heaviest stone that weighs heavily on the hearts of those who are on the right path.

On the contrary, the people in the Demon Sect are all elated, for more than a hundred years, the Demon Sect has been expelled from the Central Plains, trapped in the wilderness, once you exhale and raise your eyebrows today, how can you not be angry?

Cui Houqing looked up at Xiao Ling, who was howling in panic in the sky, and didn't know what to do for a while. He suddenly remembered Xiao Hei, so he lowered his head and glanced around, and couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that Xiao Hei was standing in front of the righteous crowd at the moment, crawling on his front feet, straightening his hind feet, making an attack shape, grinning his teeth and making a threatening sound.

Xiao Hei, can you also distinguish between good and evil? Do you also want to uphold justice? Cui Houqing's heart was surging like a stormy wave, but he still shouted at Xiao Hei worriedly: "Xiao Hei, come here!"

But Xiao Hei just glanced at Cui Houqing, and then whined twice and seemed to be very unwilling, but he still guarded in front of the righteous path.

At this moment, in addition to the main forces of the two sides still facing each other, many battle groups have been surrounded by many battle groups, and both sides have already killed each other.

The shouts of killing came and went, and after a while, someone flew into the distance, drowning in a pool of blood, and the entire Tongtian Peak was full of wolf smoke for a while, like a hell of evil ghosts.

Nan Tian felt that he was in charge of the overall situation this time, and the Holy Sect had won in one fell swoop against the four powerful Righteous Path Giant Sects, and in the future, his status in the Holy Sect would definitely be above everyone else, maybe from today onwards, he would be able to be above ten thousand people under one person.

As soon as he thought of this, Nantian was even more proud, and smiled arrogantly at Master Yuru: "Yuru old thief, quickly hand over the treasure of your town faction "Pangu Axe", and then put it under the command of my Holy Sect, I will spare you and wait for you not to die! Hahaha┅┅"

The dozens of Demon Sect masters standing behind him laughed together, this hundred years of evil qi, as if they could only be declared today!

Master Yuru's face was defeated but resolute, and he remembered that there was still the last foundation of Qinglong Temple that had not been used, and that was the Pangu axe that Dingzun had been cultivating.

So he immediately came with a sense of confidence from the bottom of his heart, sneered at Nantian's words, and said coldly: "Even if my Qinglong Temple is lost to you today, I don't want us to surrender on our knees." ”

As he spoke, he took a few steps back, glanced back at Master Dashan, and said quickly, "You come to protect the Dharma for me, and I'll go get the Pangu Axe!"

"Uncle Shi, your body?" said Master Dashan's eyes showed a look of concern.

"It's okay, come with me!" said the crowd, and the crowd approached the giant ding in front of the main hall.

Yi Zhen'er killed near Cui Houqing, her brows furrowed, in fact, she was the same as Chen Miao in her heart, she didn't believe that this little junior brother would be a demon sect traitor, at this moment, thinking of Cui Houqing's superficial skills, she immediately flashed to his side and patted him on the shoulder.

Cui Houqing's body was shocked, and when she turned her head, Yi Zhen'er was suddenly shocked in her heart, only to see Cui Houqing's eyes bloodshot, although she looked quite conscious, but she unconsciously had a strange fierce feeling.

But at this moment, the situation is urgent, how can Yi Zhen'er think more, and said hurriedly: "Houqing, this place is too dangerous, and you also follow your senior brother and Lin Haoran to protect the Fa." ”

Cui Houqing was stunned for a moment, but under the gaze of this senior sister who has loved her since childhood, she finally nodded, and then ran to the back hall.

Yi Zhen'er put her mind at ease, and immediately threw herself into the battle group that became more and more tragic!

Cui Houqing didn't know what it was like in his heart, but the wooden stick in his hand devoured the sky, but at this moment, there was a faint blue light rippling, and he felt dizzy in his mind from time to time, only to feel that the evil qi was like a fierce spirit, rushing straight to his mind, and he couldn't help but imagine the bloody breath.

Before Master Yuru came out, he only heard the rumbling sound of the Qinglong Hall behind him like thunder, and several rays of light like mountain pillars rose to the sky, which actually broke through the top of the Qinglong Hall and rushed straight to the sky, mixed with a few screams, and I don't know who lost his life?

Everyone was discolored, and they didn't ask how cruel the fierce battle on the Qinglong Hall was at this moment, and they couldn't help but worry about the division commander and fellow disciples. Master Yuru glanced deeply there, his face tense, and suddenly flicked his robe and strode away.

The young disciples followed him, and saw that this figure, who had been admired by them like a god in the past, was still as straight and tall as usual at this moment, but on top of his dark green monk's robe, the shocking blood stains that had been soaked in blood and turned black were extremely clear.

I really don't know how this Yuru master can survive after suffering such a serious injury?

Soon, the battle group spread from inside the Qinglong Hall to outside the hall. Everyone escorted Master Yuru and his party to the Juding and killed a clearing. Master Yuru came to the outside of the main hall and said that it was strange that the main hall had collapsed, and even the pillars in front of the door had been shattered into rubble, and only a giant statue was still standing safe and sound at the top of the square. At this time, there was green smoke curling in the big ding, and the green smoke gathered but did not disperse in the air to conjure up the image of a colorful axe, dripping and spinning. Everyone leaned against the Juding siege in a circle, guarding the last peace together. Under the witness of everyone, Master Yu lifted the dantian and jumped into the giant ding.

Cui Houqing walked behind everyone, his eyes were faintly red, and his face was expressionless, but deep in his heart was like a stormy wave, both shocked by the disaster of Qinglong Temple and struggling with the blood feud back then. In his memory, although he had never seen the murderer of his adoptive parents, every time he recalled the scene of that day, he thought of the fierce and mysterious man in black.

Now it seems that most of it is Nantian!

Although many years have passed, the scene of that year is now vivid, although it was his adoptive parents who died because of it at that time, but he still can't help but grief at the thought of the desert that has become a ghost at the bottom of the mountain.

His hoarse shout echoed throughout the valley, and even the people in the Demon Sect, who had always been known for their ruthlessness, paused for a moment at this moment, and looked at the black figure.

He left Juding, flew up, and threw himself towards the southern sky, which was fighting not far away.

Nantian heard the voice and looked back, only to see Cui Houqing at the moment hideous and twisted, covered in black aura, even the Buddha phantom behind him was blood-colored, like a demon god from hell!

On the way to rush, several figures appeared in front of Cui Houqing, including people from the Demon Sect and people from the righteous path, Cui Houqing was not divided between each other, and made a killing move, and in a moment, there were no less than a dozen disciples of the Righteous Demon who died tragically from his hands.

For a while, the people who were fighting nearby were also puzzled, not knowing which side he was.

Before Cui Houqing arrived, the green dragon behind him let out a long roar, flew out first, and crashed towards the south sky. Nantian was not ambiguous, and with a shout, he pulled out his sword and fought with the green dragon.

A dragon flies up and down, and one person opens the bow left and right, and together with an old man, it is a wonderful battle. On the entire Tongtian Peak, it was the most exciting battle, so much so that the nearby Righteous Demon disciples were attracted by the wonderful roar, forgot the weapons in their hands, and stopped to watch the battle.

Over there, the demon lord was also attracted to this place, and watched his two masters fight first, making a lot of jokes, so he frowned and wanted to get angry.

Just when he was about to move to stop him, he suddenly saw a beautiful white shadow, shook off his opponent, and instead rushed into another battle group, standing side by side with Cui Houqing, he was even more angry and reckless.

"What are you doing again?" Nan Tian stretched out a palm to catch Wang Wenqing's continuous attacks, and he retreated three feet away.

"Wang Wenqing, this is my personal matter with Cui Houqing, why are you here again?"

Cui Houqing turned his head to look at the side, and the fairy-like pink and white figure was looking at him. His hand suddenly warmed, and his right hand holding the heaven-devouring hand was tightly grasped, Wang Wenqing looked at him with a smile, and his face like a flower was reflected in his heart.

"Houqing, you say, who do you want to kill? I will, kill whom!" The beautiful voice was as beautiful as the strings, and every word struck his heart.