The moment the ten masters of the Yin Yang Sect Transformation Realm were swallowed in their mouths, a green breath enveloped the bodies of several people. As visible to the naked eye, the bodies of several people began to decay rapidly, and they let out terrible screams.

In the end, it was swallowed by Jiang Wuxian into his stomach. This process may seem like a long time, but it's just a matter of moments.

The giant snake spat out its core, and its cold gaze looked at the 10,000 disciples who were performing the 'Yin Yang Charm Beings' technique, and every time they opened their mouths, they could devour hundreds of people.

The Blood Buddha, who had regained his clarity, was summoned by the Elder of the Blood Sect and left the sphere of influence where the Yin Yang Sect and the Desire Sword Sect were located. Switching to other sects, there is nothing else, just because this Jiang Wuxian combat power is too terrifying!

Instantly kill ten masters of the Transformation Realm! What kind of concept is that? It is definitely not an exaggeration to say that they are invincible in the air.

Zheng Fan's divine sense glanced at the past, and he was also very surprised: "In just three months, without a trace, you have actually reached the seventh layer of the Transformation Realm?

Although there was some worry in his heart, at this moment, the disciples of the Desire Sword Sect had the blessing of Jiang Wuxian and their morale increased greatly, and they took the lead in killing all of the Yin and Yang Sect, and there was already a one-sided situation.

The twelve major sects are divided into courts, and once one of them shows a declining trend, everyone will attack it in groups, without him, just because there is one less sect, there is one less competition.

The promotion quota of the second-rate Xiuzhen sect is really eye-catching. Otherwise, I would not have paid such a price to participate in this great war.

The Yin and Yang Sect Master in the sky was already a little unsettled at the moment: "Murong Lao'er, where did you find such a terrifying disciple?"

As he spoke, he wanted to go down and snipe Jiang Wuxian. Murong asked Heaven where he could grant his wish? He stepped forward and stopped, "This, you don't need to be careful?" Why, the seniors of the Sky Realm want to bully the younger generations of the Transformation Realm?"

"Hmph!" The Yin Yang Sect Master snorted coldly, and a Bagua Mirror appeared in his right hand, blocking Murong Wentian's sword, and said loudly to the other sect masters: "Everyone, presumably your divine sense has also discovered the Desire Sword Sect disciple who has a Xuan-level peak law body. ”

"Why don't you work together to kill Murong Lao'er? If it drags on any longer, all of our disciples will die! With the strength to kill the Transformation Realm in an instant, which Transformation Realm person do you think will be his opponent?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat old monk of the Blood Romans laughed and said, "That's right, I agree." ”

"I agree. ”

The old man thought the same thing. ”

For a time, the eleven major sects, all of them pointed at Murong Wentian. The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will urge it. Moreover, there has been a rare time in hundreds of years when everyone has come to an agreement.

Kill one, and there will be one less competitor!

"You old dog who is not a man or a woman, and you are shameless!"

Desire Sword Gate Lingbao Pavilion Master, Wu Jizi, the first one couldn't help it, and scolded loudly.

Don't blame him for being angry, he wants the Sword Sect, there are as many as seven people in the Sky Realm, and there are not many other sects. On average, it is equivalent to more than a dozen masters of the Sky Realm beating one person, even if there are as many magic weapons as Wu Jizi, I can't help but feel worried.

If that's the case, you'll die. Even if he is the highest combat power of the Sword Sect, Nie Wushen, the master of the Sword God Hall, does not have the confidence of one against ten.

After all, this is a battle between the masters of the Sky Realm, who doesn't have a special move, and who is really much weaker than whom?

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators on the ground are still fighting. All the time, disciples bleed and died.

And in the air, dozens of masters of the Sky Realm are also ready to move, looking ready to go.

In the face of many strong enemies, Murong Wentian was completely unafraid, and smiled indifferently: "I will teach you to go together, what can I do?"

Hearing this, July hurriedly persuaded on the side: "Senior brother, aren't you crazy?"

Murong Wentian glanced at Qiyue: "It's okay, junior sister, today, I will also let you see my real ability, senior brother!"

"Okay, Murong Lao'er's tone is not small, let's go together!" the Yin Yang Sect Master shouted loudly and took the lead in attacking.

The Sky Realm, mastering the laws of heaven and earth, is still based on the transformation of the Dharma Body, but the spiritual power tends to be endless.

The aura of heaven and earth comes when it is called, and it goes when it is lingering. This is also one of the most important reasons why it is difficult for a Sky Realm master to be killed.

Because you can, release your skills all the time!

"Yin and Yang are infinite, and the magic is wonderful!"

The Yin Yang Sect Master shook his body and turned into a hundred-foot gossip mirror, spinning in the air. From the mirror, countless five-colored rays of light were emitted, blasting straight towards Murong Wentian.

"Broken!"

Murong Wentian smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, and swung a knife at will.

Just a knife, there is no gorgeous, just a very simple knife, not even a knife, the five-colored light disappears into invisibility.

Raising his hand, he slashed at the huge yin-yang mirror, and the mirror shattered in an instant. The Yin Yang Sect Master was beaten back to his original form, and a mouthful of blood spurted out violently.

"You, what kind of sword technique is this?" The Yin Yang Sect Master looked at Murong Wentian in disbelief, he was a master of the fifth layer of the Lingkong Realm, and in the competition in the Infinite God Realm ten years ago, Murong Wentian was just a draw with him. But it's only been ten years of hard work, and I can't imagine that Murong Wentian can completely crush him.

"Blood Buddha descends to the world!" The fat old man of the Blood Roman, with his hands folded, recited a Buddha name, and instantly turned into a hundred Buddhas, with red light shining all over his body.

The demon pestle in his hand also instantly turned into a magic weapon the size of a hundred zhang, which can be turned into a magic weapon of a hundred zhang, which is obviously a high-level magic weapon.

Wu Jizi couldn't help but take a breath of cold air: "Pseudo-top magic weapon? This old bald donkey's treasure is really eye-catching." ”

"Senior Brother Nie, Sister July, let's go together. Ruan Weishan slowly pulled out a long sword that exuded purple brilliance - a ground-level third-grade blade!

"Okay!" Nie Wushen and Qiyue nodded, and were about to make a move, but they were stopped by Murong Wentian: "Hehe, wait, don't worry, it's enough to have me alone." ”

Ruan Weishan said a little anxiously: "Senior brother, now is not the time to be a hero, this is dozens of Sky Realm masters!

Murong Wentian smiled and didn't speak, but still just swung out with a sword, and the hundred-zhang body of the Blood Buddha was instantly shattered.

The obese old man also turned into his original form, his face was pale, and the momentum around him was suddenly declining. Immediately, as if he had thought of something, his hands were folded again, and the realm of the whole person fell directly from the fifth layer of the Sky Realm to the fourth layer of the Sky Realm.

"In this sect level battle, my blood Luomen withdrew. The old man smiled miserably, flashed aside, and shouted below: "All the disciples of the Blood Sect, stop attacking, this time I, the Blood Sect, withdraw from the battle, and all the disciples will gather at my feet." ”

Hearing this, all the disciples of the Blood Sect put away their blades one after another and threw all the sword talismans on their bodies to the ground. Gathered at the old man's feet. When the disciples of the other sects heard what the old man in the air said, they no longer attacked him.

In fact, the fight between each other is just to fight for the sword talisman, where is there any deep hatred? Now that they have withdrawn and the sword talisman has been handed over, there is no need to continue fighting.

Murong Wentian glanced at the old man and said with a smile: "Yes, the one who knows the times is Junjie." Your old monk's divination method is getting stronger and stronger. ”

The old monk smiled bitterly and did not speak. He had just used the 'Blood Buddha Spiritual Method' to quickly calculate Murong Wentian's true strength, but the result was that he was shocked, and he could no longer have the mind to fight with him.

The Blood Buddha Spiritual Method, the higher your self-cultivation, the more accurate your calculations will be. However, the price paid is the same, and you need to sacrifice your own realm.

The small realm of the Sky Realm is different from the Qi Control Realm. Every time the Sky Realm is raised, it is extremely difficult and comes with great risks.

And the others, seeing Murong Wentian casually stabbing a few times, caused the Yin Yang Sect Sect Master, the Blood Luo Sect Master to be seriously injured, and they were also surprised. Coupled with the reaction of the Blood Lord, he faintly felt that something was wrong.

"Fellow Daoists, don't be fooled by Murong Lao'er. His technique is definitely a secret technique, and it will definitely not be used a few times! Our dozens of Sky Realm powerhouses will be afraid of him?"

"Besides, the quota of the second-rate cultivation sect, do you want to give it up like this!"

When everyone heard this, they once again mentioned their fighting spirit. What really made them decide was the quota of the second-rate sect, which was too tempting for them to resist.

"Don't hesitate any longer, take out the ability to take care of the house, and go together!" As he spoke, the Yin Yang Sect Master once again urged his spiritual power. The others also saw the strength of Murong Wentian, and no longer went up one by one, but began to gather momentum, preparing for the strongest blow!

Murong Wentian still had the same calm and breezy appearance: "Hehe, you go on, I'll wait." As he spoke, he put his hands behind his back and quietly waited for the attack of dozens of Sky Realm masters...

"It seems that it is not far from the Transformation Realm!" After Zheng Fan killed a Transformation Realm master of the Ghost Sword Sect again, the aura in his body reached a saturation, and there were faint signs of impacting the Transformation Realm.

Slashed and slaughtered all the way, how many people were killed, how many Qiankun bags were taken, and how many sword talismans were taken, Zheng Fan did not know. I only know that the revenants on the ghost knife have exceeded 10,000!

"Senior sister, I will let the entire Ghost Knife Gate accompany you to the funeral. "Holding the magic sword, Zheng Fan has already come to the base camp of the Ghost Sword Gate.

After the demonization of the Sage Sutra, it became the Supreme Demon Sutra. Zheng Fan originally had a million powers, but at the moment, he was even more powerful, and this strength was constantly increasing.

Every time he kills someone, Zheng Fan's spiritual power increases, and his strength and speed are also increasing.

"Extreme, Storm Sword!"