Chapter 672: The Great Battle of the Martial Sect
Ye Kong took off the space ring of the red scorpion, put the Ice and Snow Shadow Snake and the Flame Evil Shadow Wolf into the spirit beast bag, beckoned Yu Feiyan and the others, and left quickly.
The whole space began to be unstable, and the mountains and hills in the distance collapsed one after another, and they did not dare to stay in this small world for long.
"Boy, you seem to have the breath of the Qinglong Stone Pillar on your body, which I originally refined after the real Qinglong Stone Pillar, and the material is Qinggang Xingchen Stone. If you can collect all nine roots, you can arrange the Blue Dragon Trapped Palace Great Array, with your strength, it is nothing to trap an ordinary martial sect. If your cultivation is improved again, the power of the Qinglong Stone Pillar will be even stronger!" The voice of the Xuanqi Heart Demon suddenly sounded in Ye Kong's heart.
Ye Kong's heart moved slightly, it seemed that he had a chance to get his hands on the two green dragon stone pillars of Su Yixian and Ming Wenhua, the green dragon trapped palace array was far from what he could touch now, but with these nine dragon pillars, he might really be able to roughly arrange one or two.
This is not the time to think about this, all the monks are gathering here from all directions, everyone is desperately fleeing, and there are still many people who are affected by that destructive force, as long as they rub a little, they will be wiped out immediately.
Ye Kong and his party all increased their speed to the extreme, and finally entered the spatial vortex before the collapse of the small world, and after a trance, they reappeared in the depths of the Demon Barbarian Mountain Range.
"Boom!"
As soon as Ye Kong's figure appeared in mid-air, he heard a roar not far away, all kinds of brilliance flickered endlessly, all kinds of energy collapsed and burst from time to time, air waves rolled, and sand, dust, dead leaves, mixed with flesh and bones, splashed everywhere.
Ye Kong's pupils contracted suddenly, and his heart pounded.
There were big battles everywhere around, the sound of weapons clashing and miserable howls came and went, the disciples of the Martial King Realm were killed one after another, and the powerhouses of the Martial Emperor Realm were also fighting hard, and the entire area was completely turned into a Shura Hell.
Ye Kong's gaze unconsciously looked high in the sky, a round of purple sun above Ziyang Zhenren's head, covering the brilliance of the scorching sun on the horizon, the purple sun radiated patches of purple brilliance, enveloping the surrounding several square circles, and was fighting with an old man whose whole body was shrouded in blood-red thunder light, and every time he fought was turbulent and dusty.
The battle between the two of them was extremely fierce, and the monks of the Martial King realm were killed when they touched it, and they were injured if they touched it, even if they were strong people in the Martial Emperor realm, they did not dare to approach, for fear of being affected.
Blood Thunder!
The moment he saw this person, Ye Kong had already determined that this person was the Blood Thunder Martial Sect among the four great martial sects of the Netherworld Palace!
The powerhouses of the Martial Sect realm, in any force in the Southern Wilderness, belong to the top combat power, the Blood Thunder Martial Sect of the Netherworld Palace unexpectedly appeared here, and it was also fighting with the Ziyang real person, Ye Kong's mind sank unconsciously, it seems that the Heavenly Demon Sect had already premeditated!
Ye Kong's gaze shifted to other places, Hui Shiyun of the Hundred Flowers Valley stood in mid-air with his phoenix eyes in the air, his body swept out a breath that made people's hearts clear, holding a flute carved from jade and bamboo, and emitting notes that cleared his heart and calmed his mind.
On the opposite side of her, the blue silk was flying all over the sky, and the tail of the green silk flashed with sparks, revealing a bloody and demonic bloody aura, as if it had crawled out of the sea of blood.
The collision of sparks and musical notes caused a series of explosions in mid-air, and the monks in the distance did not dare to approach.
The Feiyun Grandmaster of the Thousand Fu Sect was surrounded by mysterious and complex rune seals, intertwined and colliding with each other, exerting unimaginable coercion. His opponent was a black-faced man, and every attack of the big man carried a heavy mountain-like majesty, and the momentum was so strong that the void was so strong that the debut ripples appeared, it was the Black Mountain Martial Sect among the four great martial sects of the Netherworld Palace!
"Hiss ......"
A hissing sound sounded in the distance, and the Dark Spirit Ice Feather Snake, the peak of the seventh-level demon beast, left an afterimage in mid-air, and was circling with two figures filled with evil energy.
The two figures, one of them is a white-clothed young man with a face like a crown of jade, the young man's eyes are full of vicissitudes, the white robe is embroidered with a vivid green vine, and there are eight wooden nails suspended around his body with the smell of blood, filled with a surging evil aura, it is the lord of the Netherworld Palace, Mu Shura!
Ye Kong's heart was beating wildly, he didn't expect that Mu Shura, who was the master of the Netherworld Palace, would come in person!
The other person was a man in black wearing a hat, and there were faint shadows of different beasts flashing on his robes, and strange syllables were coming out of his mouth from time to time, which deeply affected the movements of the Dark Spirit Ice Feather Serpent.
Ye Kong hadn't heard of the existence of such a person in the Netherworld Palace, but this person's cultivation didn't seem to be weaker than Mu Shura!
The four great martial sects of the Netherworld Palace came out together, and they also dispatched such a mysterious powerhouse, this is to wipe out the young elites of the three factions of Xuantian Palace, Hundred Flowers Valley, and Thousand Fu Sect!
In several other places, Ming Wenhua, Su Yixian, Lan Yuzhu, Ling Yanran and others were all fighting fiercely, and people around them kept falling, if it weren't for the fact that they had all improved a lot in the small world, I am afraid that they would not be able to hold on for a long time.
Ye Kong was in a daze, and suddenly sensed a cold gaze falling on him, it was Mu Shura!
Ye Kong's heart tightened, and in the next quarter of an hour, he saw Mu Shura's lips move slightly, and he saw two middle-aged men not far away quickly leaving the battlefield and attacking Ye Kong and the others.
These two people are all existences of the seventh layer of the Martial Emperor!
The powerhouse of the seventh layer of the Martial Emperor is naturally an existence that is difficult to compete with for the ordinary people in the three major sects. However, for Ye Kong, it is nothing.
Ye Kong's heart was faintly relieved, and he secretly said in his heart, fortunately, he put the Shura nail on his body in the Qingdi World, if it was placed in the space ring, maybe it could really be sensed by Mu Shura. If Mu Shura sensed that Shura nailed to him, then it would be more than just two Martial Emperor seventh-layer guys who would attack him.
The peak powerhouses of the Martial Emperor realm of the Netherworld Palace are all staring at Ming Wenhua, Su Yixian, Lan Yuzhu and others, and even Ming Wenhua and others Everyone has to face two or three powerhouses in the Martial Empress stage. For Ye Kong and his party, they didn't send a stronger person to make a move.
Yu Feiyan and Nangong Shuying's eyes both showed fierce killing intent, Ye Kong's heart moved slightly, and he cautiously transmitted to them: "There are too many masters here, don't expose all your strength, otherwise it will attract stronger people to chase and kill!"
At this time, the power displayed by the Heavenly Demon Sect had already exceeded imagination. As long as any of the Martial Sects freed up their hands, the disciples of the three sects in the field would not have any chance of escaping! Ye Kong's own strength was limited, and he couldn't even interfere in the battlefield of the Martial Sect, so at this moment of crisis, he could only find a way to leave here first. As for the others, they can only ask for their own blessings.
Ye Kong and the others fought quickly with the two Martial Emperor seventh-layer powerhouses, under Ye Kong's deliberate reminder, their strength was limited, and they were faintly pressed down by the two Martial Emperor seventh-layer powerhouses, but everything was under Ye Kong's control.