The stronghold of the Cult of the Underworld is filled with an eerie atmosphere, there is not even a single window in the entire space, and the light cannot enter a single bit, and darkness is the main theme here. The eight directions faintly revealed powerful spiritual power fluctuations, but they were extremely weird, making people feel sick from the bottom of their hearts, as if a cold qi entered the body from the pores of the whole body, reaching the deepest part of the soul.

"Now, our actions have been fully exposed, the Central Ancient Domain and the other four major domains have sent strong people to suppress our sect, and it is obviously unrealistic to continue to hide, and it is time to take action, so that they don't think that my evil cult is easy to bully. "The protector of the West has a cold temperament, surrounded by murderous intent, this is a master who kills without blinking.

"What Zhu Yan Protector said is good, the Central Ancient Domain has made an obstacle from it, causing the altar we set up to be repeatedly destroyed, and now the spiritual power required for the resurrection of the sect leader is slightly insufficient, if you can't collect enough spiritual power before the night of the blood moon, I'm afraid it will ......" The Southern Protector didn't continue, but all the Dharma Protectors here are not stupid, the implication is that they must do their best to collect spiritual power, even if all the hidden stakes are exposed, it doesn't matter.

"What do the others think?" the Dharma Protectors were silent, and after a little thought, they all nodded in agreement, agreeing with the opinions of the two Dharma Protectors.

"Since everyone thinks so, then so be it, inform all the disciples in the sect that there is no need to hide anymore, try their best to kidnap the ordinary people, use the remaining altars for blood sacrifices, and in addition, inform the Seven Demons of the Evil Nether, and immediately rush to the Star Dynasty, cooperate with them, and control the sealed place!"

After the Dharma Protectors left, the Eastern Dharma Protector muttered to himself: "My Evil Sect has been planning for 10,000 years, and it stands to reason that there should be no mistakes, but why do I always have a feeling of panic, is it my delusion?"

Just as soon as the order was issued, a group of people rushed out at the same time almost everywhere, wearing masks on their faces and wearing black cloaks, and they would arrest anyone they saw regardless of whether they were good or bad. The situation in the city was a little better, and the various city lords immediately sent guards to suppress this group of unknown people and rescue the people, but the villages outside the city were not so lucky, and the cries and shouts were mixed together, and it was a hellish scene.

The villagers rose up to resist, how can the mortal body resist the warriors, they were all killed by colorful martial arts, the stumps were sprinkled on the ground, and the flowing blood steamed into mist, which was absorbed by this group of thugs, and the aura on the body gradually increased, it was the evil cult.

"Ask the sky!" Liu Fang hurried to Wentian's residence, his expression flustered, and his face was full of anxiety that could not be concealed.

"Uncle Liu, I already know the situation, that group of people is from the Evil Netherworld, not long ago we destroyed most of the altars, resulting in a serious shortage of spiritual power supplied to the resurrection of the Evil Netherworld Sect Master, and now they are only afraid that the dogs are jumping over the wall in a hurry and plundering civilians to replenish the missing spiritual power. Wen Tian's face was as calm as water, although he had already expected the Evil Netherworld Church to take action, but he didn't expect it to be so crazy and arrogant.

"How did they get in? Could it be that the guards at the city gate are all decorations?" Liu Fang was furious.

"Uncle Liu, don't be angry, the Cult has many strange methods, it is purely normal to sneak into the city silently, it is imperative that we send people to stop them from expanding their losses, not to mention anything else. Wentian thought about it for a moment and gave advice.

"That group of demons is causing chaos in the city, and I have sent iron guards to suppress it, but I am afraid that I will not be able to do it, so I want to ask you to take action and solve it quickly!" Liu Fang said.

"No problem, I have also been in Crescent Moon City no matter what I said, this is like my second home, I will definitely not let the evil cult mess around, please rest assured Uncle Liu. After asking the sky, he flew out of the City Lord's Mansion, and after scanning his spiritual sense, he rubbed his body and joined the battle group.

"Are you ......" Before one of the members of the Cult could finish speaking, he was beheaded by the fierce sword qi of Wentian, and he rolled out a long way, his eyes wide open, and his puzzled expression was still frozen on his face.

The two sides in the field stood in place because of this sudden change, asking if it would be a fleeting opportunity.

With a twist of his wrist, the Peerless Heaven was like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, and then pierced through the chest of another cultist, breaking open a terrifying blood hole, and blood gushed out. Then the body twisted and turned, and the two more people were chopped, and everyone finally reacted.

The remnants of the Cult formed a circle back to back, and the spiritual power poured into the spiritual weapon in their hands, and it hummed. The iron guard also quickly understood that he came over to ask the sky if he was a friend or foe, and cooperated with him to surround the evil cultists, which was impenetrable, and even if he had wings, he could not escape.

Wentian didn't spare his hand at all, and the powerful martial arts came out frequently, making it difficult for the Cult to parry, and the demonic qi shields they were proud of seemed to have become like paper paste, shattered in an instant, and could not play any protective role, and after a while, the battle was over, and where were the people of the Cult of the Evil Cult in the field, all of them turned into corpses.

Under the shocked and slightly reverent eyes of the Iron Guard, Wentian quickly left and rushed to the next battle group to continue to eliminate the evil cultists in the city. With him joining, the pressure on the Iron Guards plummeted, and they pushed sideways all the way, and the Cult was defeated and finally slaughtered. The people who were caught were also safe and sound, after all, the purpose of the Cult was to capture them alive, which was also convenient for the Iron Guards to rescue.

"Haha! Ask the heavens, well done, kill the gods of the Cult. Liu Fang's voice came from far and near, and the person also arrived at Wentian's side at the same time, looking very happy.

"Where, Uncle Liu has won the award, it's just a matter of duty, the city has been cleaned up, and the next thing is the surrounding villages, these villages are weakly guarded and can't last long, so they should send people as soon as possible. Wentian suggested.

Hearing Wentian's words, Liu Fang stopped laughing, nodded in agreement, and immediately said: "Okay, these iron guards behind me will be handed over to you, you can use them as you like, and kill all the evil evil sects for me!"

"Yes!" asked.

"Oh, by the way, someone at the gate will come with you, you know. A hint of mystery flashed on Liu Fang's face, which made Wentian a little confused, acquaintance? Well, you'll find out later, so why bother?

Stompe!

The sound of horses' hooves faded away, and Wen Tian led the iron guards to run towards the city gate, and less than a hundred meters away from the city gate, a figure was faintly visible. Memories came to Wentian's heart like a tide, and he remembered who this person was, and it turned out to be him!

"Brother Feng, I haven't seen you for a year, don't come unharmed. Wentian smiled and waved his hand gently.

"You, you are, ask the sky?!" the eyes of the person in front of him were confused, and then he suddenly realized that he recognized the sky.

"Yes, how's it going, how are you doing?" The person in front of him is Feng Mo, for a long time, he has changed a lot, the childishness of the year has now been taken off, become mature, and the whole person is temperament is more calm, and the frizz has faded.

"Haha, it's okay, barely eating under the city lord, it's you, I heard that you died in the frost storm, but I know that your kid is not a short-lived person, and sure enough, now he is alive in front of my eyes. Feng Mo looked very excited, he never believed that Wentian would fall, because the demonic talent that Wentian displayed back then showed that he was destined to be the person at the top of the pyramid.

"Let's go and eradicate the cult first, and then we'll talk about it when we get back. Wen Tian said.

"Okay, listen to my orders, act!" Feng Mo ordered to the subordinates behind him, and then rode side by side with Wentian, talking about the experience of the year, and the time passed like this, and everyone arrived at the first village.

The flames were burning in the village, screaming incessantly, and the cultists were wreaking havoc, with cruel smiles on their faces, as if this was their happiest thing.

Feng Mo was furious, jumped into the crowd, and roared: "Stop!" Then he pulled out the sword he was wearing at his waist, this sword was cyan all over, and the spiritual power on it flowed, and there was a light wind in the wave, it was not ordinary at first glance, and Feng Mo also had an adventure.

"What kind of person! dare to meddle in the affairs of my cult, I don't want to live!"

Feng Mo was too lazy to talk nonsense, his hand fell, and the disciple who spoke was pierced through the chest by the sword and died.

Seeing that their commanders were all on board, the Iron Guards showed off their weapons and fought with the Cult. Feng Mo was high-spirited, his eyes squinted at Wentian, he actually wanted to compare with Wentian when he showed his strength. In a year, he is no longer the rookie of the Qi Realm before, and his current cultivation is already the sixth turn of the source, and he is also the number one powerhouse in Crescent City.

Of course, Wen Tian knew Feng Mo's careful thoughts, but he just smiled slightly and slashed out a sword.

Cha!

On the road that the sword qi passed, all those who touched the sword qi were cut in half, and none of them were spared. The cult cultists who passed by with the sword qi were in such a dangerous way that they almost died, who is this person, so terrifying?

Of course, Feng Mo also saw the power of this sword, and his heart was bitter, but he didn't expect that the gap between him and Wentian not only did not decrease, but became bigger and bigger, if that sword came to him, it would not be able to be used no matter what, but Wentian seemed to be nothing, and his breath was stable.

Extinguishing the unwillingness in his heart, Feng Mo rushed into the crowd, full of combat power, and slaughtered the Cult. The cyan sword was like the scythe of death, taking a life with each swing, and the cultists standing in the middle of the field fell like wheat harvested, powerless.

It was just a cup of tea, and all the demons in the village were killed, and the saved villagers saw that it was the iron guard in the city, knelt on the ground, and thanked them repeatedly, they thought they were dead.

Wentian and Feng Mo turned on their horses and led the Iron Guard to the next destination, and the two of them were like bamboos, destroying and killing the people of the Cult along the way.

Scenes like this are still happening all over the Four Regions, where a group of people in black cloaks suddenly rush out and frantically capture civilians. The city lords also did their best to clear it, and the battle situation was stalemate.

I don't know when this turmoil will end.