Wang Yangtian, the sect master of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, and Hong Ying, the commander of the allied forces, are a pair of old enemies, who has a few catties and a few taels, and they are very familiar with each other.

Since Wang Yangtian became the sect master, it was the first time he was so happy, so arrogant, and the grievances accumulated in his stomach for many years were released vividly at this moment, and he didn't want to be happy.

Hong Ying saw that 20,000 disciples were constantly harvested like leeks, and he couldn't bear to be wiped out, so he shouted angrily: "Let's negotiate peace, stop here, it's good for everyone." If we continue to fight bist, the individual strength of my Red Demon Sect is not as good as yours, but our disciples have three million people, and one person can drown thousands of people in your area with a mouthful of spit, so why do you need to lose both? ”

Wang Yangtian laughed: "What if you have three hundred disciples, our sect master has long isolated them with a protective array, don't you see that they are jumping outside and scolding their mothers, and aren't you more than 20,000 people being chopped melons and vegetables inside."

When all of you high cultivators are cleaned up, no matter how many ants there are outside, they can clap hundreds of hands with one palm, and we have thousands of masters, one person clapping a palm is thousands of palms, those disciples of yours escaped smartly, and those who didn't escape can withstand a few slaps.

We are not like you murderous demons, our sect master has set up a protective array to protect those disciples with low cultivation from unwarranted disasters and stay away from slaughter. ”

Hong Ying looked at the situation, what Wang Yang said was right, the millions of disciples outside who were under black pressure watched as the disciples of the Xiuzhen Sect slaughtered the top masters of the Red Demon Sect like chickens. Some were frightened and ran away quietly, but those who didn't run only roared loudly outside the formation, which only had the effect of making a little noise.

More than 20,000 elite disciples of the Red Demon Sect, more than 2,000 ninth-level cultivators, and eight or nine hundred ninth-level peak super masters, all of whom had no power to resist. Like a little rabbit under the paws of a tiger, it can only be slaughtered with its neck extended.

Of the more than 5,000 Xiuzhen Sect soldiers, not a single one was seriously injured.

Hong Ying was dizzy, and frantically waved his double gong to kill Wang Yangtian. Wei Jie knew at a glance that Wang Yangtian and Hong Ying were fighting alone, and Wang Yangtian really couldn't beat Hong Ying. Although both of them are ninth-level peak cultivators, Hong Ying's strength is one point stronger.

Wei Jie said with a smile: "Hong Ying, I am the sect master of the Xiuzhen Sect, you want to find me if you want to be angry." It's not that I underestimate you, in my eyes, you only deserve the name Hong Lose, there is no possibility of winning at all, not even a little bit, some are just desperate. ”

Wei Jie waved his hand, and the dragon knife blocked one of Hong Ying's hammers.

Hong Ying's double hammer is made of tens of thousands of years of cold iron at the bottom of the sea, and a collection of many other rare and precious metals, which is a quasi-emperor-level weapon, and it is also among the best in Erzhongtian.

Hong Ying saw Wei Jie's machete coming to pick one hammer, so he used another mace to hit Wei Jie's head. Wei Jie was not in a hurry, and stretched out his other empty hand to catch Hong Ying's other move.

In Hong Ying's heart, the first move will definitely smash Wei Jie's machete into a big gap, and the hard and heavy weapon is the nemesis of the blade, and the blade will meet the sword, only this result, there will be no other result. And his other blow hit Wei Jie's head, not afraid that Wei Jie's head will be hard, and it will be like smashing a watermelon, red and white...... It's a mess, it's a mess, and I don't know what kind of scum it is.

But in the next moment, an incredible situation appeared to him: Wei Jie's machete not only did not open the gap, but cut his cold iron mace in two like cutting water tofu, and the upper section flew out of the distance and fell to the ground, and all Hong Ying was holding in his hand was a handle.

Hong Ying's other trick did not fall on Wei Jie's head, but fell into Wei Jie's hands, and was firmly choked by Wei Jie.

Hong Ying was shocked and desperately pulled the treasure back. But in Wei Jie's hands, the treasure is like taking root, and it can't be moved.

Hong Ying knew at this time that today he had encountered an unprecedented, many powerful enemies who were more powerful than him, and the nightmare of the Red Devil Sect had arrived, and the sect was about to be destroyed. Hong Ying immediately stopped talking, let go of his hand and flew backwards, taking out the Chaos Fire King as he walked, and raised it towards Wei Jie, a ball of flame erupted out, rising sharply in the wind, turning into a fireball the size of half a house and rushing towards Wei Jie.

Hong Ying laughed and shouted: "If you want me to be sad, you don't want to live in this world anymore, it's a big deal that the fish die and the net is broken, and they will die together." ”

At this time, more than 20,000 disciples of the Red Devil Sect were slaughtered, and the remaining half had no way to escape, unable to fight, only desperately waiting for the arrival of death.

When they saw Hong Ying sacrifice the treasure of the Zhenzong - the Chaos Fireball. Immediately cheered: "Burn them!" Burn these demons! ”

They didn't know that once it burned and the jade was burned, they would also be burned to ashes. I thought that my treasure would only burn the enemy and not burn myself.

Wang Yangtian was in a hurry, he was a person who knew that the Chaos Fire King was powerful, Hong Ying had also used it a few times when he attacked the Immortal Cultivation Sect, and the Immortal Cultivation Sect had also suffered a big loss. Fortunately, at that time, the Chief Taishang had a Ruyi fireproof cover, which defeated the Chaos Fire King and protected the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

Now that the Supreme Elders have all ascended, I am afraid that there is no magic weapon to resist the Chaos Fire King, Wang Yangtian closed his eyes in pain.

When Wei Jie saw that Hong Ying finally took out the treasure, he was overjoyed in his heart, and his heart moved, and the golden crow and fire python couldn't wait to pounce.

Hong Ying didn't know what magic weapon Wei Jie was using, and he was watching these two small fireballs pounce on the Chaos Fire King strangely, wasn't that self-masochism.

But he couldn't understand it, and the two small fireballs were still like moths to the fire, and they rushed forward without any scruples.

Wei Jie laughed and said, "Okay, you are a Hong Ying, you are dying, and you are still in the mood to watch the baby fight, eat me and try it." ”

Hong Ying knew how powerful Wei Jie was, and didn't dare to watch how the two small fireballs rushed towards the Chaos Fire King, and hurriedly ran away to avoid Wei Jie's killing moves.

Wang Yangtian heard Wei Jie's words, and his heart lit up: as long as Hong Ying is killed, the Chaos Fire King will have no one to command, it will be an ownerless thing, and he will not burn people.

Thinking of this, Wang Yangtian immediately put down the Great Elder of the Red Devil Sect who was fighting, and went straight to Hong Ying to help Wei Jie kill Hong Ying.

The Great Elder of the Red Devil Sect naturally knew Wang Yangtian's intentions, and stopped Wang Yangtian in a flash, put on a desperate stand, and fought fiercely with Wang Yangtian.

Wei Jie looked around, saw Wang Yangtian's anxiety, and saw the dying desperateness of the Great Elder of the Red Devil Sect.

Wei Jie shouted angrily, Red Devil, you have to die in a hurry, I will fulfill you! So he said to the dragon knife, man, you go clean up this guy. As soon as Wei Jie's hand was released, the dragon knife went straight to the neck of the Great Elder of the Red Demon Sect.

Wei Jie saw that Jin Crow and Fire Python both hugged the Chaos Fire King, and knew that Hong Ying could no longer take the Chaos Fire King back. At this time, he laughed and said, "Hong Win! I'm going to kill you, it's as easy as perverse, and I haven't killed you all the time, just to let you sacrifice the Chaos Fire King, so that I can feed my Danhuo and let them rise a few levels in a row. Thank you! For the sake of your contribution to the Chaos Fire King, I will not kill you for the time being, let you live a little longer, and see with your own eyes how the treasure of your Zhenzong is devoured by my Dan Fire. ”

Hong Ying was shocked, and hurriedly looked at the Chaos Fire King, and sure enough, he was held by two small fireballs. The Chaos Fire Lord is shrinking in size, and the rate of shrinkage is very fast. In a moment, it was a quarter smaller.

Hong Ying was shocked and hurriedly recited a spell to take back the Chaos Fire King. But the spell didn't work, and the Chaos Fire Lord lost contact with him, reciting it a hundred, a thousand times...... Didn't work either.

How could this be the result, Hong Ying knew that what Wei Jie said was true, not alarmist. The treasure of his Zhenzong was gone, and he felt sad in his heart, his heart ached, and with a wow, the blood in his mouth spurted out a few feet away.

The dragon knife flew to the neck of the Great Elder of the Red Devil Sect at this time, and the Great Elder was still fighting with Wang Yangtian, but he didn't know that the Grim Reaper was already patronizing him. The dragon knife effortlessly cut off the Great Elder's head and flew back into Wei Jie's hands.

There are less than a quarter of the remaining disciples of the Red Devil Sect, and there are only a dozen of the more than fifty patriarchs left, and the Pure Fire King is being devoured and enjoyed by Wei Jie's Danhuo, the Red Devil Sect's general trend has gone, Hong Ying let out a sad cry: "My Red Devil's 500,000-year foundation will be destroyed in one fell swoop!" Damn it! ”

Wei Jie sneered: "The 500,000-year-old foundation of the Red Devil Sect comes from robbery, it should have died a long time ago, and the Cultivation True Sect is just doing the right thing for the heavens."

Hong Ying: Let me ask you, where did the five imperial veins, fifty royal veins, and thousands of immortal veins in the soil of the Red Devil Mountain come from, don't tell me that they are inherent in the Red Devil Mountain.

The history of your Red Devil Sect is a history of robbery! From the First Heavenly Immortal Realm to the Second Heavenly Immortal Realm, the development of the Red Demon Sect was fed with blood and tears from the First Heavenly Immortal Realm and the Second Heavenly Immortal Realm. ”