In addition to the three-person melee on Jian Nantian's side, Di Jingfei and Murong Zhengde also fought with one of them.

These young people don't do anything, and when they do, they directly skip the mutual temptation and directly enter the white-hot stage, and they seem to be very familiar with each other.

Yao Buhuo watched the play here very happily, especially when he saw that among the people who caught and killed, two pairs directly entered the extremely dangerous stage of killing after the fierce attack, and they laughed heartily, and I couldn't wait for the rest of the people in this monument to immediately enter this situation where they would be killed on the spot by the other party if they were not careful.

The eleven people in the monuments were the first to start, but the fight between these young generation masters, although the technical content was extremely high, but in terms of the scene, it was far less bloody and heroic than the big melee on the side of the desert.

The disciples of the younger generation of the various sects were originally in a confrontation with the disciples of the Barbarian Temple.

One side has a large number of several thousand, which has an absolute advantage in numbers, while the other side has the upper hand in strength.

The confrontation caused by this mutual jealousy should not have been broken so quickly. However, with the appearance of those latecomers who were later teleported to this area by the white pillar of light, the disciples of the Savage Temple could no longer wait.

Naturally, they didn't know the relationship between these latecomers and the disciples of the major sects in front of them, but they knew that these people were definitely not from their Jiuli clan, and they also knew that it would be impossible for the Barbarian Temple to send strong reinforcements to support them in a short period of time.

Seeing that the number of monks outside the square began to increase continuously, and where could the disciples of the Savage Temple still be able to hold on, they immediately took advantage of the fact that those latecomers had not yet gained a firm foothold and had not yet reacted, and took the lead in launching an attack.

And on the side of the younger generation of disciples of the major sects, when they saw that the people of the Barbarian Temple took the lead, they naturally would not sit idly by, and immediately formed a battle formation with their respective sects as units, echoing each other, and launched a counterattack at the same time.

The most tragic thing is undoubtedly these latecomers.

These people, on the side of the various sects of the Immortal Dao, naturally do not recognize them. After all, their major factions are nominally a temporary grand alliance, and in such a critical place, they can finally save trust with each other before. But for these latecomers, they don't dare to pay this kind of trust lightly.

What's more, the disciples of the Barbarian Temple on the opposite side have already rushed over, and now, it is not the time to ask for friendship and exchange trust.

At this kind of moment, the alliance of disciples of the major factions, naturally, regarded these latecomers as cannon fodder, so that they became an obstacle for the disciples of the Barbarian Temple to rush up and kill, and on their side, it was either a "sword array", or a "magic array", or all kinds of magic weapons and magic weapons, trying to kill a batch of long-range fires before this group of barbarians rushed over, if they could directly disrupt and cripple their formation, it would naturally be better.

For a while, in the mirror wall composed of hundreds of "Mirrors of Destiny", the sky and the sun were covered, either the flying sword and sword arrays released by these monks outside the square, or countless magic tricks, spells, and dense various magic weapons.

Looking at this incomparably spectacular scene, Yao Buhuo couldn't help but think of the battle scene when the various factions of the Immortal Dao joined forces to encircle and suppress their mountain gate before the fall of the puppet sect.

The scene at that moment was definitely better than what I saw in this mirror wall at this moment.

"Kill, kill, kill, die!" For a while, Yao Bu Huo gritted his teeth, and his eyes showed incomparably outright hatred.

The disciples of these major sects in the mirror wall picture, their sects, are all one of the culprits of the destruction of the puppet sect. At this moment, Yao Bu couldn't wait for these young disciples to be slaughtered by the people of the Barbarian Temple.

However, this is clearly just a good wish.

Although the individual strength of the younger generation of these major sects is not as good as Luo Wuru, Di Jingfei, Gong Tianzhuo, Xiao Yuanshan, and Si Nanhuang, they can be brought here, which in itself shows that they are also the best among the younger generation, and their strength is also good among the younger generation.

In the picture of the mirror wall, after the wave of flying swords and sword arrays, magic spell arrays and dense magic weapons that covered the sky and the sun were bombarded, the Savage Temple was immediately killed and injured.

No matter how strong the physical body is, after all, it will not be able to directly resist the concentration of thousands of flying swords, thousands of magic weapons, and countless magic spells.

After this wave, the Savage Temple was already full of blood, and many disciples who had just rushed to kill in front of them had become a pile of minced meat, and they couldn't even find a complete part of their body.

At this moment, the side of the Savage Temple was also completely red-eyed, and the word "kill" was shouted loudly, shaking the sky completely, and rushing towards the side of the monk outside the square even more frantically.

Those latecomers who were used as cannon fodder by the disciples of the major sects soon became the targets of the disciples of the Savage Temple, and for a while, the flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the screams and wails became one.

In just a few dozen breaths, these latecomers have been completely swept away, and some of those who were lucky enough not to die have lost most of their lives, and it is almost impossible to survive to the end in this kind of big melee.

In the cruel smile of the medicine, in the image of the mirror wall, the disciples of the Barbarian Temple finally rushed to the front of the disciples of the major factions, and an even more tragic and bloody battle, in the red eyes of both sides, quickly entered the white-hot stage.

At this time, on the right side of the largest mirror wall, in a slightly smaller mirror wall composed of dozens of "Mirrors of Destiny", Gong Tianzhuo, Ge Du, Xiao Yuanshan, Taishi Qingshan, Ling Hufei, Wang Menglong, Jia Houwei, Yao Jixing, the eight leaders of the younger generation of the Yushan Sect, have already cooperated with Dongfang Wuji, Zhong Baili, Chu Yunhao, Wan Jingshan and others from Taiyi Sect to gather everyone else in this valley, and at this moment, they are walking towards the only canyon outside the valley mouth in a standard expedition formation.

Ge Du, Xiao Yuanshan, Ling Hufei and Dongfang Wuji, Zhong Baili, and Chu Yunhao acted as scouts and guards for the entire team.

Only when all six of them send back a signal of safety, this team composed of the elite of the younger generation of major factions will continue to move forward.

Yao Buhuo admired the bloody battle between the disciples of the major factions and the disciples of the Barbarian Temple with a cruel smile on his face, and at the same time, the corner of his eyes was also paying attention to this team that included the elite disciples of the major factions.

Looking at these young people, cautiously walking along this canyon, the six young people who acted as scouts and guards, kept sending back signals of safety to the rear, and the cruel smile on the corner of the mouth was about to grin behind the root of the ear.