In the air, the ghost howls continued, and thousands of ghost shadows swept down from the black clouds, swept into the Imperial Void Sword Sect to kill, and the sound of swords, fighting, and miserable howls came from the Imperial Void Sword Sect.

"Leaning on the building to listen to the wind and rain, and look down on the sword sect. Shi Yan leaned back on his chair, sipping tea while admiring the killing of the Imperial Void Sword Sect.

"Childe, Wang Jian. Xuan'er leaned against the window, took Shi Yan's flute to her mouth and slowly blew it, when she saw the word Yuzhu on it, her brows frowned slightly, her fingertips wiped it, and the word Yuzhu disappeared on it, becoming Xing Xuan.

At the mountain gate, the huge sword began to shrink, the ground shook, and then swept into the air with a 'slap' and fell to the top of the cliff of the sword field.

"Now it's the battle between the Red Dust Devil and the Imperial Void Sword Sect, and now the Imperial Void Sword Sect can hold out for a while, and when the monsters of the Great Yan Demon Sect appear later, it will be defeated in an instant, at most an hour. Shi Yan silently calculated.

Time passed minute by minute, and in the sky, the human king-level sword qi was horizontal, and there was also a Tibetan sea-level spiritual magic spirit shadow.

"Zhuo Zongguangwu cultivated for the inhabitant Wang Xiaocheng, and the spiritual cultivation for the Tibetan Sea Three Changes, the Red Dust Ghost sent out a hundred Tibetan Sea-level ghosts, and he was about to grind him to death. Xuan'er probed and returned.

"Is there anyone a king-level ghost thing here? Shi Yan asked, there shouldn't be, if there is, it would have been done directly, how could it be poisoned and confusing, it is useless to use Zhuo Zong's Guangzanghai-level spiritual cultivation as a fart, it is all relied on the human king-level sword qi to repel ghosts, but it is restrained by ghosts everywhere, and it is okay to repel them, but it is difficult to kill.

Now Zhuo Zongguang's strength is not one in a thousand, if Zhuo Zongguang is in his heyday, not to mention a hundred Tibetan sea-level ghosts, even three newcomer king-level ghosts, it is difficult to kill Zhuo Zongguang, at most he will be injured, and he will not be able to stop Zhuo Zongguang from leaving.

But the situation is different if it is replaced by a human king-level small ghost thing, and the ghost thoughts impact Zhuo Zongguang's mind, and they can be easily destroyed.

It is almost impossible to manipulate at the same level, and the consciousness of the human king level is extremely solid, which can be destroyed and uncontrollable.

Bang la blah.

"The demon is coming. Shi Yan sat up straight.

Outside the window, among the mountains, a monster with a head and a big tree appeared, hundreds of meters high, opened the mountain and pushed the tree, and crushed towards the Imperial Void Sword Sect.

Below, there are also monsters that cannot be seen under the hidden tree, estimated to be no less than a thousand.

The roar continued.

Behind the monsters, there are also dense beast tides, all of which are strange beasts in the forest, and they are controlled by the demon to attack the Imperial Void Sword Sect together.

These demons are strange, but they do not kill each other, but gather together, which depends on the means of the Great Yan Demon Sect, and temporarily eliminate the killing and mutual swallowing factors, so that they can temporarily obey the command.

The same goes for the red dust ghosts, the ghosts will swallow each other, swallow each other and become stronger.

For example, every time Zhuo Zongguang kills a ghost thing, the essence of these ghost things is not scattered and returned to heaven and earth, but is devoured by the surrounding ghost things, and the more he dies, the stronger the surrounding ghost things become.

Zhuo Zongguang will kill again in vain, and in the end, there may be a human king-level ghost.

"The people of the Imperial Void Sword Sect have discovered the monsters, and there has been a conflict, and at the same time, the people in the Imperial Void Sword Sect who are controlled by ghosts have begun to sneak attack the people around them, and thousands of disciples of the Imperial Void Sword Sect have died. Xuan'er turned around and reported, "Childe, when are we going to make a move?" Zhuo Zongguang is about to die, and there are still eighty Tibetan sea-level ghosts. ”

And so on. Shi Yan was not anxious.

Sure enough, half an hour later, the heavens and the earth were full of sword qi, Zhuo Zongguang still had hidden strength, and the monsters of the later Dayan Demon Sect were as weak as ants in front of the king-level martial arts, Zhuo Zongguang slashed out the strongest sword, and the black clouds on the sky were all split, and all the Tibetan sea monsters in close proximity were destroyed.

In contrast, only five of the eighty Tibetan Sea-level ghosts were destroyed. The ghosts have no way to restrain Wu Xiu.

Xuan'er said hurriedly: "Childe, Zhuo Zongguang briefly tore a road and was about to escape. ”

"He can't escape, Xuan'er, do you really think that to kill a human king, the red dust ghost is reluctant to send even a human king-level ghost?" Shi Yan laughed lightly, and ran out a few more to send them to death, it was really greedy enough to swallow the elephant.

......

On the sword field, the bones are piled up, and the demon corpses and human corpses are piled up together, and they can't tell the specifics.

The blood flowed like a river, the falling waterfalls were dyed red, and the demon corpses were very high, like small hills, or lying on their backs or lying in the water on the sword field.

On the corpse, there are disciples of the Imperial Void Sword Sect who are constantly rushing to fight with demons and ghosts, demon sounds overlap, ghosts devour souls, and even demons and ghosts are swallowing each other, killing each other, and the three sides are chaotic.

In contrast, the disciples of the Imperial Void Sword Sect were in a weak position, their spiritual cultivation was suppressed by the demon sound, and their strength was not one in ten, and the martial cultivation was similar, under the control of the ghosts, they stabbed a deadly sword at the senior brothers around them, and they couldn't prevent it.

Every breath is someone dying, unmeasurable.

More than 100,000 people threw their heads and spilled their blood, but they were defeated step by step, and they had no power to resist.

The demons had the upper hand, and they had surrounded the remaining 10,000 people under the cliff where Zhuo Zongguang was located, forcing them to the top of the cliff.

"Senior Sister Yu'er, you go back, your father has died in battle, and he told me to protect you well. "Zhuo Yuanshui protects Su Yu'er, and fights and retreats, not counting those elders of the Tibetan Sea Realm, he is the strongest of all, the triple peak of the War Pattern Realm.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yuanshui. Su Yu'er thought of Lin Yuanfei inexplicably, turned around and fled into the distance, without looking back.

"Uh......" Zhuo Yuanshui was stunned.

Cliff tops.

The wooden house has been shattered, Zhuo Zongguang is half-kneeling on the ground with a sword, the breath on his body is weak, even if there is not one in a thousand, the feeling revealed is like an ancient fierce beast, so that all living beings dare not approach.

The sky is dark, and the black clouds covering the heavens and the earth are split, like a line of golden sky, and the golden rays are sprinkled from the gaps, just shining on Zhuo Zongguang's head, and the aura and sword qi on Zhuo Zongguang's body are intertwined, and they can't distinguish each other.

Zhuo Zong's light was shining with gold, like the god of war in the sky, and Wang Wei poured out the entire Imperial Void Sword Sect.

All around, ghosts and shadows overlapped, there were blue-faced and fanged people, there were also benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes, and there were even those hidden in the air and invisible to the naked eye.

Some used secret methods, but they couldn't detect it if the level of mystic thoughts was not enough.

"Zhuo Zongguang, enter my red dust ghost, the supreme ghost master will spare your life. ”

The ghost sound is constant, buzzing in people's ears, word by word, sound pressure by sound, and in the end, I can't hear anything clearly, I just feel like I'm going crazy, disturbing people's minds.

Zhuo Zongguang has a spiritual energy vortex above his head, he is swallowing the dragon in the whale, and he does not waste a breath of time to recover his strength, if he can recover, except for the powerful ghosts, everything can be slashed with a sword.

Suddenly, four people appeared around Zhuo Zongguang, all dressed in black and wearing hats.

"Sect Master Zhuo, we are the examiners of the Hall of Life and Death, and we have come to rescue you. "These four people are all the strength of the Tibetan Sea Realm, and they are extremely strong.

Two devotionals, two martial arts.

At the moment when the palm of his hand was about to grasp Zhuo Zongguang, the three of them pressed one palm to Zhuo Zongguang's head, and the other grabbed the space ring on Zhuo Zongguang's finger.