The atmosphere in Beimaozong Square was very tense, and a big war was about to break out.

The number of the Demon Sect is three times that of the Beimao Sect, and it is arrogant. Relying on her large number of people, Xie Wuwei was fearless and not in a hurry, she glanced at Xuanji and said leisurely: "Xuanji, can't you see the current form?" I advise you to obediently hand over the Maoshan Open Heaven Mantra, so as not to destroy the door! ”

Xuanji shook off the dust, and snorted coldly: "How can my Beimao Sect disciple be greedy for life and afraid of death, if you want to grab the Maoshan Open Heaven Mantra, first step on me and wait for the corpse!" ”

"Hah!"

As soon as Xuanji's words were finished, the disciples of the Beimao Sect immediately stood in front of the people of the Demon Sect and shouted violently. Even in the face of enemies three times their size, their momentum did not diminish in the slightest.

At this point, Wang Muyang still admires the disciples of Beimao Sect.

"Look for death!"

Xie Wuwei's face sank, and she waved her hand behind her, shouting, "Kill me!" ”

With Xie Wuwei's order, everyone in the Demon Sect took out their magic weapons one after another, and they were about to rush to Beimaozong Square.

"Wait!"

At the last moment, Xia Qinghe let out a loud shout, ran out of the Maoxian Cave, jumped onto the square, and stood between the disciples of the Beimao Sect and the people of the Demon Sect.

"Thank you, don't be impatient!" Xia Qinghe arched his hand to Xie Wuwei and said, "The Beimao Sect and the Yinshan Sect are both the main sects of the Spiritual Realm, once they fight, the entire Spiritual Realm will be affected, please think twice!" ”

"Xia Qinghe?"

Xie Wuwei glanced at Xia Qinghe and said disdainfully: "You seven groups killed Dai Rijun Great Protector, and we haven't settled accounts with you yet, do you dare to come and meddle in your affairs?" ”

"Today's matter, don't talk about you Xia Qinghe, even if your team leader comes forward, there is no need to discuss!"

Xia Qinghe frowned slightly, did not rush to speak, and looked up at Maoxian Cave.

Dozens of people from seven groups immediately rushed out of the Maoxian Cave, and Zhu Fei was among them.

The people of the seventh group understood that they came down from the Maoxian Cave, stood behind Xia Qinghe, and stood in a posture of waiting for the battle, with the momentum of fighting to the death.

In the Sanmao Palace, Wang Muyang couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene: "I'm really afraid of something!" ”

Yue Qingling also shook his head again and again.

Zhu Fei is in the seven groups, Wang Muyang can't ignore it, after all, it is Wang Muyang's buddy.

"It looks like we can't wait for them to lose both this time!" Yue Qingling said softly.

"Let's see!" Wang Muyang is also helpless, if he really wants to start, Zhu Fei's strength in this group of people, who can beat him? Now that the Demon Sect is jointly attacking the Beimao Sect, how can the person who can come be a little minion?

But now Wang Muyang can't go out yet, and he has to wait for an appropriate time.

On the square, although there were dozens of people from the seven groups on the side of the Beimao Sect, they still lagged far behind the Demon Sect in terms of numbers.

Xie Wuwei sneered: "Xia Qinghe, what do you think can be changed by just a few of you?" It's just a waste of death. It just so happens that today I will take this opportunity to avenge the great protector of Dai Rijun! ”

The people of the Demon Sect howled and rushed to the North Mao Sect Square.

The disciples of the Yinshan Sect summoned ghosts and witchcraft, and the disciples of the Yinshan Sect who followed behind Xie Wuwei immediately released the Gu worms and beasts they had fed, and pounced on the disciples of the Beimao Sect and the members of the seven groups.

The disciples of the Beimao Sect had their previous experience, and they all took out the fire talisman and burned it at those Gu things.

Suddenly, the square was in flames, and there was the sound of crackling Gu worms burning everywhere, and there were also the screams of those Gu beasts.

When the blow failed, the Demon Sect people immediately rushed forward, and the two sides were killed.

Zhu Fei relied on the five Five Emperors money given to him by Wang Muyang, and there was no danger for a while, so Wang Muyang breathed a sigh of relief and continued to read.

Although they are superior and inferior in numbers, the disciples of the North Mao Sect are all hard bones, and with the Maoshan Sword Formation, they simply keep the Demon Sect people out of the square.

"Humph!"

Seeing that she couldn't attack it for a long time, Xie Wuwei was angry, took out an iron fan and threw it into the air, reciting a spell in her mouth, and hitting her spiritual power in the iron fan.

The iron fan hung above the heads of the disciples of the Beimao Sect like a peacock opening the screen, and spun rapidly.

The disciples of the Beimao Sect had never seen such a magic weapon, and they didn't know how to crack it for a while, so they could only deal with it carefully.

Suddenly, countless black needles flew out of the iron fan and threw them at the disciples of the Beimao Sect. In this night, the black needle was difficult to see clearly, and the disciples of the Beimao Sect were caught off guard and were hit one after another.

The black needle was already smeared with Gu poison, and the part of the Beimao Sect disciple who was pricked by the black needle immediately became numb.

Some people were stabbed in the hands and feet with black needles and were immediately unable to move.

"Evil Sect Crooked!"

When Xuanji saw this scene, he was furious, threw the dust in his hand, and hit the iron fan hard. The iron fan was immediately beaten to pieces and fell to the ground.

Xie Wuwei was a little distressed when she saw this, but the iron fan was already broken, and it was useless to feel distressed.

However, many of the disciples of the Beimao Sect, under the attack of the dense black needles, had already been poisoned by Gu and had to withdraw from the square.

Now there are less than half of the remaining disciples of the Beimao Sect.

At this time, there was a fierce fight at the foot of the mountain. The disciples of Xuanji and the Beimao Sect understood that Xuanming and Xuanzhen under the mountain were dragged by the people of the Demon Sect and could not go up the mountain to support.

"Xuanji, don't you want to be caught? Do you want to let the thousand-year-old foundation of Beimao Sect be buried in your hands? "The situation is very good, and Xie Wuwei is aggressive.

"The foundation of the Beimao Sect is really destroyed in our hands, and we don't want to make us bow to you evil sects!" Xuanji resolutely shouted: "Array! ”

Although the number of Beimao Sect is getting smaller and smaller, the momentum is indeed undiminished, and the formation is rearranged in the square, swearing to defend Beimao Sect to the death.

Seeing that the disciples of the Beimao Sect were all righteous and awe-inspiring, and there was no fear on their faces, even Wang Muyang couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "There is a kind!" ”

And the attitude of Xuanji and the disciples of the Beimao Sect also completely angered Xie Wuwei.

"Since you are stubborn, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

Xie Wuwei ordered again, and everyone in the Demon Sect rushed up, and the two sides stood up again. This battle lasted for nearly half an hour, and the disciples of the Beimao Sect struggled to support it.

Seeing that there were not many disciples left in the Beimao Sect, Xie Wuwei took out a strange sigil.

Unlike the sigil in Wang Muyang's hand, Xie Wuwei's sigil is fiery red, and it is the size of a palm. There were some strange spells written on it, and they were too far away for Wang Muyang to see clearly.

But he could think of it with his toes, this is the treasure of the Yinshan faction - the Yinshan Fu.

Xie Wuwei bit her fingers, smeared the blood on the Yinshan talisman, and said something in her mouth. After reciting the incantation, Xie Wuwei hit the Yin Mountain talisman on the ground, and the temperature around her plummeted, and a mist actually floated.

The disciples of the Beimao Sect only cared about resisting the Demon Sect, and they didn't have the time to pay attention to these at all.

At this moment, yin qi gushed out from the ground, and the fog gradually thickened, already surrounding the entire Beimaozong Square.

"It's not good, the ghost soldiers are pressing!" Xuanji found that something was wrong, and couldn't help but scream.

Before the words fell, ghost soldiers in battle armor rushed out of the thick fog, holding weapons and rushing into the battlefield. The disciples of the Beimao Sect were tired of dealing with the people of the Demon Sect, so they had no time to deal with the ghost soldiers, and they suddenly fell into passivity.

The situation is critical.

(End of chapter)