Yuxi Zhenren, Changqing Zhenren, Fayan Zen Master, and Liu Nanzhen Zhenren surrounded Mo Luo in the middle, but the other monks of the alliance confronted those Demon Alliance monks who followed Mo Luo.

"Mo Luo, I'm afraid I didn't think that you would have today." Yuxi Zhenren said to Mo Luo.

Moro looked gloomy, glanced around, and said, "Are you so confident that you will keep me?" ”

"If you don't stay, you won't know until you fight." Changfeng Zhenren didn't say a word, the flying sword turned into a ten-zhang giant blade and smashed towards Mo Luo, and Mo Luo was not to be outdone, and the demon pestle in his hand greeted him.

The Great War began.

More than thirty alliance monks and people from the Demon Alliance were also fighting together, and at this time, Qin Guan had already stopped pretending, looked at both sides, and flew close to the second battle group.

However, he didn't go straight in, but was ready to continue to play the lewd flow style and see the opportunity to play sneak attack.

This time, the number of people on both sides was equal, and the two fought together, Qin saw that the master was fighting with a Shura, and Mo Shoujian was evenly matched with the opponent's steel fork, Qin Guan thought about it, if he robbed the master's business, he didn't know if he would be punished if he went back, so forget it.

At a glance, I saw that Cheng Yi Zhenren from the Ancient Sword Gate next to him was fighting with a Yaksha, and the two were fighting fiercely, Qin Guanxin said, Cheng Yi Zhenren is also a good friend of my master, how can he not help.

Cheng Yi and his opponent had just fought a few moves, when suddenly a purple thunderbolt struck down from the sky, startling him, but then he found that his opponent had fallen to the ground and died.

Cheng Yi was stunned, but found a figure rushing next to him, taking away the body of the Yaksha and all the things, and leaving a sentence before leaving, "Uncle Cheng doesn't have to thank me, this is what I should do." ”

The corners of Cheng Yi's mouth twitched.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning struck, and the cold and bitter real people of the Tianhe Sect found that their opponent was hanging.

"Click!"

Another lightning bolt struck, and the Lingyun Sect Mochizuki found that his opponent was also hanging.

Qin Guan suddenly became the little prince of monster robbery, but because of his participation, the original melee scene was instantly much more refreshing, and the monks of the Demon Alliance were rapidly decreasing, and they were already in a state of complete suppression.

A Demon Alliance wolf clan monk saw that the big thing was not good, and turned his head and ran, this guy may have cultivated some secret methods, and he ran extremely fast, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Qin Guan was willing to let him go, a vertical golden light chased over, the wolf demon was shocked, and with a backhand knife, a cold light slashed towards Qin Guan, and the thunder sword swooped out, colliding with the wolf blade.

"Boom".

The wolf demon was stirred by the aura and flew upside down dozens of meters away, fell to the ground at once, smashed out a big pit, lay on the ground and spurted blood, and was seriously injured by Qin Guan with a sword.

"Don't kill me, I'm not a demon." The wolf demon begged for mercy loudly.

Qin Guan said coldly: "Aiding the abuse, you are worse than the demon clan." As soon as the words fell, a white light flashed from the Thunder Sword, and a wolf's head rolled to the ground.

Qin Guan stepped forward and took out the Divine Soul Gourd, directly absorbed the soul of the wolf demon, and then put the corpse and things into the space and returned to the battlefield again.

"Hum~~"

A bell rang out.

Qin Guan found that the monks of Tianyin Temple were fighting with several ghost clans, the ghost clan is a very special existence in the demon clan, they are formless, physical attacks cannot hurt them, but the spells of the ghost clan are strange and inexplicable, they can not only control magic weapons, but also attack with spiritual power, which is very difficult for human monks.

Qin watched for a while, there were five ghost clans here, Qin Guan shook his hand and shot out 24 copper beans, the bean soldiers held five thunder swords, Qin Guan locked on the five ghost clans who were confronting the monks of Tianyin Temple with his mind.

"Click!"

More than twenty purple thunderbolts slashed down together, instantly surrounding the five ghost clans, even if they had already realized the danger, it was too late to run.

"Boom!"

After the thunder dissipated, Qin Guan found that there were five more ghost beads in the air, after the last battle, Qin Guan had asked others for advice, knowing that the ghost beads were the self-protection state of the ghost clan after being injured, as for what it was for, the alliance monks didn't know it now.

However, Qin Guan's principle is that my trophy is a stone in my pocket, and if it is useless to take it, Qin Guan stepped forward and put the five ghost beads into the space.

At this time, on the battlefield here, there are only seven or eight demon cultivators left who are still dying, but looking at the situation of more wolves and less meat, I am afraid that there is no chance for him to make a move, mainly because he will offend people if he makes another move.

After all, this is all credit, and you can't be too shameless.

Qin Guan turned his gaze to the distance, in mid-air, the four alliance elders and Mo Luo were in a fierce battle, although Mo Luo was in danger repeatedly, but he was like a big tree in the wind, although the branches shook and the leaves were blown loudly, but his body was still upright.

"Slash the sky!"

Boom, the flying sword of the evergreen real person and the magic pestle of Mo Luo collided together, and this time Mo Luo was a little overwhelmed and retreated dozens of meters.

"True Fire Sun Talisman!"

Liu Nan Zhenren threw out a high-grade magic talisman, and a ball of flame instantly devoured Mo Luo, who was dressed in hideous armor and covered in flames, like a warrior from hell.

"Look at my Celestial Tone".

The old monk next to him threw out his natal magic weapon, the Tianyin Clock, which became as big as a hill and smashed towards Mo Luo, and smashed it on Mo Luo's body with a bang, and Mo Luo was suddenly knocked into the ground, and the underground sand sea was blown out of a big pit.

The crowd stopped, staring at the bunker.

"Could it be dead?" Liu Nanzhen asked.

"It shouldn't be that easy, let's be careful." Nagamine is really humane.

Suddenly, the whole earth seemed to tremble, and the sand on the ground suddenly rolled up one by one, raising a cloud of sand and dust, instantly surrounding the place, and a figure slowly flew out of the ground.

Qin Guan looked at it from a distance, and his heart was also shocked.

I saw that at this moment, Mo Luo's original brown hair had all turned silver-white, a pair of eyes were also glowing with silver, the armor on his body was tattered, and he was holding a magic pestle, like an angry heavenly demon.

"It's not good, he launched the Heavenly Demon Sacrifice Method." The old monk said.

"Attack him together."

Yuxi Zhenren shouted, holding the Kunlun magic whip and smashing towards the Moluo, the demon clan used the demon pestle to hit it, and with a loud bang, Yuxi Zhenren retreated a hundred meters, blood spurted out of his mouth, and the strength of Moluo after the outbreak skyrocketed, and it was no longer something they could face directly.

"Don't be stubborn, he can only hold out for an hour at most." Changfeng Zhenren shouted.

Mo Luo glanced at the crowd and let out a sneer from his mouth, "One hour is enough to kill a few of you." ”

"Don't think!"

The old monk picked up the Tianyin bell and threw it towards Mo Luo again, and the magic pestle in Mo Luo's hand smashed the Tianyin Bell.

"Hum~"

A loud bang came out, and the old monk Fa Yan spurted blood and flew back on the spot.