Fulong Mountain is a hundred miles in circumference, like a black cloud pressing down on the city, the atmosphere is solemn to the extreme, and even the snowflakes have dissipated!

After the initial panic, the disciples of the eighteen sects quickly calmed down, and under the leadership of dozens of top masters of each sect, nearly seventy or eighty thousand disciples each held their weapons and stood between the formations, waiting for the battle.

However, the Heavenly Evil and Ghost Qing disciples on the opposite side, including Li Shentong, Wei Qingqing, and even the Great Elder and the Three Holy Mother, all looked a little angry!

Their eyes were even searching for the figure of the man named Xindro.

The lore plan involving two martial arts flourishes consumed countless manpower and material resources, and it was originally foolproof, but it was disrupted by this little person!

Everyone killed a large circle, tens of thousands of miles away, and not even a single hair of the eighteen sect disciples was injured.

We killed the sects of the Eighteen Sects, but the Eighteen Sects ran to the mountain where we summoned the desolate beasts, and the two sides changed positions.

This kind of ghostly operation, even if you look at ancient books, has never had it.

What kind of nervous brain can come up with this?

"The way of heaven is more than enough to make up for the deficiency, the heavenly evil, the ghost green disrespect the nature of heaven and earth, violate the justice of martial arts, do crazy things, and pervert the ......"

Among the eighteen sects, a great elder of the Confucian Immortal Pavilion jumped into the air, and the Confucian robe and white hair flew together, and he was righteous and endless.

With the strength of one person and the orthodoxy of Confucianism, in a certain aspect, he suppressed the other party.

At the top of the mountain of Overlord Village, Xin Zhuo, who hadn't spoken for a long time, sighed: "!"

Ling Gucheng smiled: "What do you mean by this? Do you think that Mo Fuzi, who reads the ancient Confucian scriptures in the Confucian Immortal Pavilion, is farting? ”

"No, I just think the truth must be within the range of the cannon!"

Xin Zhuo knocked a melon seed, "At this time, it is useless to talk about the truth, the most reasonable way is to take advantage of the other party's hasty arrival, and do it directly, it is best to arrange someone to sneak attack, poisonous gas, miasma, secret weapons, spiritual treasures, and secret arts!" ”

Ling Gucheng looked at him silently: "I don't understand the local dialect slang like cannon range, but I think you must not be able to be the master, you are too cunning and unreasonable!"

"The truth is for the weak, and the strong never reason!"

Xin Zhuo pointed over, "Look! ”

I saw that the old master Mo, who was gushing like a river and had a spiritual platform triple heaven realm, suddenly exploded from the middle, blood stained half of the air, and the two halves of the body fell down.

The rambling curses were gone, and the whole world was silent.

A hair fluttered back into the back of the beast, in the hand of the bewitching woman.

The old master Mo of the Confucian Immortal Pavilion of the Nine Sects, the literary world and Confucianism and martial arts crowned the two martial arts flourishes, and was finally killed by a single hair!

It turns out that reasoning is that killing and abuse will not work, if they are all reasonable, where is there still killing and abuse?

Then, without waiting for the eighteen sect disciples to be angry, the desolate beast wandered like water, flashed into the sky above Fulong Mountain, opened its mouth, revealed its sharp blood-red fangs, and swallowed it in one gulp.

That beast's mouth seemed to contain the natural power of heaven and earth, and all the true qi and spiritual qi within hundreds of miles in all directions came in the blink of an eye, forming a storm that could crush everything in the big mouth, colorful and wild!

Before they could get closer, the thousand-year-old trees on the mountain turned into flying ash, and the rocks burst out, crushed in the blink of an eye, and all rolled into the hurricane.

The entire Fulong Mountain seemed to be caught in a stormy wind and waves, and it could only be swallowed up completely.

Lingyun Sect Grand Elder Zhou Fu, Haotian Sect Acting Sect Master Shen Wuxing, and Xuantian Sword Sect Acting Sect Leader Song Tianxing shouted angrily almost at the same time: "Array!"

"Whoa!"

Tens of thousands of disciples responded in unison, and then dozens of large arrays turned and the stars shifted, lighting up the sky, and the soldiers, yin and yang and killing came out together, and the formation was in line with the rhyme of the sky, the time, and the people.

There is not only the martial art of the sun and the moon and the clear light, but also the mystery of the five-star combination and the general trend of thousands of miles!

In an instant, it formed something like an aurora mirror, facing the devouring hurricane of the beast.

"Mirror" and "Hurricane" collided in an instant.

If heaven and earth are like the sea, these two things will be like beasts in the sea, fighting wildly.

The Fulong Mountains, which stretch for hundreds of miles, have been completely shrouded!

"Boom-"

In just an instant, thousands of disciples of the Eighteen Sects were shocked by the meridians and vitality of their bodies, and with the glory of the disciples of the Great Sect and their beautiful vision for the future, they fell softly.

"Poof—"

There are even tens of thousands of disciples who spit blood from their mouths, their faces are as white as paper, and their bodies are shaking like chaff, barely supporting them.

"Boom-"

The crazy collision and vibration only then swung in all directions along the ridges and mountains.

The three of Xin Zhuo, who were hundreds of miles away, narrowly stabilized their bodies, and then their eyes did not move for half a minute, and they still watched stubbornly.

OK! Eighteen sect formations, temporarily blocked.

"Kill!"

On the back of the wild beast, the demon girl stretched out a green jade finger, and with a slight touch, her tone was extremely charming, but it was full of murderous intent.

"Woo Woo ......"

Tens of thousands of disciples of the Heavenly Evil and Ghost Green Sects, with murder and fierceness on their faces, like arrows as fast as the wind, rushed straight down Fulong Mountain.

The black clothes and the green clothes are entangled and tossed, and the speed is faster than the other.

"Kill!"

The Great Elder of the Lingyun Sect waved his hand vigorously, his beard was all open, and his old face was full of fierceness.

"Whoosh ......"

It seemed that it had been expected for a long time, and the tens of thousands of disciples of the various sects who had not presided over the formation immediately rushed straight forward, their swords like dragons, decisive and indomitable!

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The dense figures of the two sides, like two deep sea waves, collided in one place in the blink of an eye.

The imaginary jingle and you come and go do not appear.

As soon as he made a move, he was the most extreme and terrifying method that the sect had learned, the brilliance of the divine body and the flow of blood, and the complicated and heavy supernatural powers......

In just a moment, thousands of lives and deaths were separated.

The dense corpses fell softly with dazzling blood.

Then, it's the craziest and most aggressive hedge fight after brushing away the weak and leaving only the elite!

This kind of violent picture, not on its own, is very eye-catching and shocking.

This scene also broke Xin Zhuo's long-standing contempt for the world's martial artists.

He also seemed to understand the jealousy of the Heavenly Evil and the Ghost Green Sect when he first met the disciples of the Eighteen Sects, and the two sides were already undying opposing natural enemies!

This crazy and terrifying tragic and heroic scene, even the best directors and the most clever technology in the previous life can't describe it!

At this time, the three virgins of the demon girl, like a shocking Hong, went straight to the sky, the red clothes were flying, hanging down thousands of silks, and the nine giant tails shook gently, and the Hun Yuan Void Martial Arts Dao Enchantment pressed towards Fulong Mountain!

This Void Martial Dao Enchantment, although it is not as good as the hurricane devouring of the desolate beast, is more powerful in killing and strangleholding!

"Enchantress! Look! ”

Eighteen people flew out of the upper nine sects, and one person flew out of each of the lower nine sects, a total of twenty-seven people!

Holding twenty-seven pieces of mountain protection spiritual treasures, exuding dazzling brilliance, go straight to the martial arts enchantment of the Three Holy Mother!

Lingyun Sect's Cold Sky Drum, Chaotian Aya!

Xuantian Sword Sect's Coiled Dragon Sword and Banana Fan!

The nine-day compass of the sea of clouds......

The Seven Star Tree of Leiyin Temple......

The statue of the Great Desire of the Hehuan Holy Sect......

The dense spirit treasure, under the urging of the Nine Heavens Master of the Lingtai, actually emitted a strange power several times that of himself, and withstood the martial arts enchantment of the demon girl!

The entire Fulong Mountain was beaten into a pot of porridge.

……

In the father and son in the broken ship above the Great Zhou, the eighteen ancestors of the snow-capped mountains of Zhongyun Mountain, and the black clouds in the extreme west, countless eyes looked silently, and there was no more words.

……

The top of Bawangzhai Mountain.

Xin Zhuo and the three of them were nervous from the awe-inspiring spirit at the beginning to the slight rough breathing at the end.

This battle is destined to lay a pattern of tens of thousands of miles.

Ling Gucheng finally reacted and looked at Xin Zhuo and the others: "That, it seems that we are also disciples of the Eighteen Sects...... Right? ”

Zhao Yizhu didn't say anything, just looked ahead silently.

Xin Zhuo continued to knock the melon seeds, gently patting Xiao Huang's dog head, he didn't have any ideas, he felt that even if he was on it, he couldn't change any ending.

The demon girl was wounded by something in her body, but she had healed, and her means were more powerful than she had imagined.

The methods of the masters of the Eighteen Sects are not as weak as they imagined, on the contrary, these guys have a very deep background.

Even with the tens of thousands of Yin Void Realm, Yang Reality Realm, and Lingtai Realm disciples on both sides, he broke in, and he was not sure that he would retreat with his whole body.

Therefore, he felt that everything that should be done had been done, and if it was really as Zhao Yizhu said in the end, he would be defeated, and he was ready to pull Zhao Yizhu and Xiao Huang to escape.

Starting on the 26th, five chapters a day until the end of the month.

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