"Hey, what about the people who originally guarded the mountain?"

A black-clothed monk looked curiously at the empty mountain top, he was a disciple of the Xuanyin Sect, a first-class sect in Xia Yuan Kingdom.

"Hahaha, those monks of the Tianqian Kingdom are so cowardly, God really helps me, and this place belongs to my Haotian Gate."

Another white-clothed monk also climbed to the top of the mountain, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw the scene in front of him.

"Hmph, haven't you forgotten your mission, the real battle between the Nine Gates hasn't started yet."

"Only one sect has been run, it doesn't hurt, take this mountain peak first, and naturally other Tianqian sects will come to attack."

"That being said, who will occupy it?"

…

The monks looked at each other, and they all knew in their hearts that it would naturally be easier to occupy the mountain, and as long as they could stand out in the battle of the Nine Gates.

After returning to China, the reward given by the imperial court is enough for them to enjoy the glory and wealth for the rest of their lives.

But there is only one mountain, but there are three sects.

Xia Yuanguo's Xuanyin Sect, Haotian Gate and Qingque Kingdom's Star Picking Tower.

Although it is a cooperative relationship between them, in the face of the conflict of interests, of course, it will not be easily handed over.

"That's it, let's send one person to have a simple game first, whoever wins will be whom, and when the other places will divide the winner, it's a big deal that we can help."

The disciple led by the Xuanyin Sect said.

"Okay, I agree, let's just get to the point, and we have to retain our strength to deal with others."

Everyone nodded, and then they all tacitly sent only one fourfold heaven monk to fight.

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At this time, Mo Yu, who had already gone down the mountain, didn't know anything about what was happening above, so he just took a group of senior brothers and sisters from Qingling Mountain to find a forest at the bottom of the mountain and began to set up camp.

Just as Mo Yu went to collect firewood, Yun Peijun quietly followed and whispered to Mo Yu:

"Little junior brother, when are we going to fight them again?"

Looking at Yun Peijun's impatient appearance, Mo Yu knew that many people would be dissatisfied with such a delay, so he could only sigh and respond:

"Senior brother, believe me, this battle of the Nine Gates is definitely not such a simple matter, I'm afraid something big will happen, isn't there three days, let's wait patiently."

After speaking, he pointed to the mountain peak that had just come down, and then said, "And after coming down for so long, have you ever heard any big movement on it?" I'm afraid those people have already united, and I don't want to joke with my brother's life. ”

Seeing Mo Yu say this, Yun Peijun also had nothing to say, since the last Luo Qingman incident, his desire for strength has reached an unprecedented height.

However, his pursuit of strength, the most important thing is to protect his junior brothers and sisters, and Mo Yu is the same now, but in a different way.

Maybe others don't understand, but he does.

This little junior brother has always been so old-fashioned, but the world's prejudice against him is too deep...

Seeing Yun Peijun's eyes looking at him, his eyes were full of complex emotions, including admiration, relief, and understanding.

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, could it be that what he just said made this senior brother misunderstand?

I'm all for the task, 9 brothers and sisters, and one person will lose 20 years of life.

Although there is a lot of true qi now, but to recover a little bit of Shouyuan's true qi, it is a huge amount, and a few days ago, it was forced to use 15 Shouyuan and it has not been filled up yet.

In case the longevity is insufficient, and there is any unexpected situation in the future, it will really be a complete calf.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and they did not continue to talk about the topic.

Time also passed quickly, except for Qingling Mountain to go down the mountain in advance, the other sects that occupied the top of the mountain were still firmly staying on the top of the mountain at this time.

It's just that after a morning of fierce fighting, there are some varying degrees of attrition.

Thankfully, there have been no casualties, but a number of people have suffered some minor injuries.

This side of the Sword Sect.

Jian Wushuang took the lead, guarding the forefront, one long and one short, two spirit swords suspended beside him, as if the most loyal guard.

And the people who confronted him were the Infinite Sect of Xia Yuan Kingdom and the Pudu Temple of Qingque Kingdom, as well as the masters of the Ghost Huang Sect.

"The Sword Sect's Pure Yang Sword Technique really lives up to its reputation, but how long can you hold on to one against three?"

It was Wu Kong, the chief of the Infinite Sect, who spoke, and next to him, it was the Buddha of Pudu Temple, Juechen, and the chief of the Ghost Huang Sect, Meng Gusoul.

The three of them were all cultivators in the middle and late stages of the Five Heavens, although they were still one line behind the Sword Peerless Five Heavens Great Perfection, but with the three of them joining forces, they also dragged Jian Wushuang to the point that they didn't have any spare strength to support the other disciples of the Sword Sect.

Despite occupying a geographical advantage, the number of people on the opposite side is large, and the disciples of the Sword Sect can only keep shrinking the defensive line.

However, just as he was retreating, a Sword Sect disciple accidentally tripped and stumbled.

He fixed his eyes and saw that there was a stone bulging under his feet at some point, and his heart was tense at the moment, and there were other monks of the Five Heavens.

"Be careful!"

Hearing the exclamation of his companion, he hurriedly rolled on the spot, and at this time he didn't care about any manners.

"Whoosh"

I saw that two pitch-black spikes instantly submerged into the position where he had just tripped, and after the nails were lowered into the soil, the surrounding land was dyed black, obviously poisonous.

This disciple who came back to his senses couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, this was really an escape from death...

If you hesitate for half a second, I'm afraid you will turn into a pool of blood.

The disciples of the Sword Sect have refined their martial arts, and their experience in battle is incomparable to that of other sects, but even so, under such a fierce offensive, let alone three days, I am afraid that they may not be able to hold on to it for a day.

The other sects are even more like walking on thin ice, with crises step by step, like the Xuangumen and Taiyi Sect, and their own combat ability is relatively poor.

Fortunately, the sect besieging them was slightly lower than the Infinite Sect and the Ghost Huang Sect.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't be able to support it for a long time.

The battle has gradually entered the white-hot stage.

However, the group of onlookers in the heavens, the great masters of Xia Yuan Kingdom and Qingque Kingdom, did not show any emotional fluctuations on their faces.

As if it was not their disciples who were killed or injured, this made the Tianque Kingdom monks present couldn't help but feel a tense in their hearts.

"Butterfly!"

The head of the Xuangu Sect exclaimed, and it turned out that it was their Xuangu Sect that had casualties first.

It was his personal disciple who died, and the master and apprentice had been friends for more than ten years, and they had already fallen in love with their father and daughter.

"It's only one person who died, my Xia Yuanguo has already died in a few palms, it's not like this, Xuanyu Zhenren is a little out of shape."

It was Ji Zhuoran, the capital commander specially sent by Xia Yuanguo to supervise the battle, who had already reached the realm of the Seventh Heaven Great Perfection with a martial arts cultivation, and was only a line away from the Eighth Heaven.

Xuanyu Zhenren immediately became angry when he heard this, what do you mean to die a ...

Is that a disciple comparable to an ordinary disciple?

"Hmph, the old man is naturally not as affectionate as you wait." Xuanyu Zhenren said angrily, but at this moment, he can't do anything.

Ji Zhuoran smiled, not caring about the other party's sarcasm at all, only to see the corners of his mouth rise slightly, "Hehe, the show has just begun..."