Eighteen sects are defeated! The defeat was sudden, and the defeat was clean.

Originally, it would not have been like this, in the three major battles, the masters of each sect at the top held the mountain spirit treasure to besiege the demon girl, and they were in a state of mutual support.

Tens of thousands of disciples on both sides below are fighting, although the attrition is extremely fast, and the fierce, tyrannical, and direct killing scenes are going on all the time, but it is impossible to tell the winner in a short period of time.

The problem appeared on the desolate beast in the middle, the desolate beast's killing power was terrifying, and there seemed to be several strange states, the first devouring hurricane could not leave and right the big array, after a stalemate for a while, suddenly his eyes were blood-red, and he fell into a violent state, with a roar in the sky, the clouds suddenly changed, and a more majestic devouring storm came, and even brought a trace of thunder and lightning.

As a result, the fight between the elite disciples of the two sides below, the fight between the masters of the various sects and the demon girl above were all affected, and they had to retreat far away.

And the large array on the top of Fulong Mountain only lasted ten breaths this time, and then it collapsed violently, and countless disciples were shocked to death, and even screams were not able to be released.

The devouring storm did not stop, and in the angry roar of the desolate beast, the corpses of tens of thousands of disciples of the eighteen sect main formations who had died tragically, as well as the elders and disciples who had not yet died, were strangled into mud by the storm, and then entered the mouth of the desolate beast with the whirlwind of the wind.

That's right! In one gulp, he swallowed the materials of tens of thousands of disciples of the Eighteen Sects and dozens of large arrays, including the trees and rocks on the top of Fulong Mountain.

The beast does not swallow anything, it is not just talk.

At this point, all the 40,000 low-level elders and disciples of the Eighteen Sects were killed.

It's hard not to upset the balance in this scene.

The tens of thousands of elite disciples fighting below and the masters of the various sects above were in a trance for a while.

This trance is fatal—

Tens of thousands of elite disciples fell into decline in the blink of an eye.

The demon girl's momentum was monstrous, the Hun Yuan Void Martial Arts Enchantment exuded a dazzling brilliance, and the nine tails were like giant pillars that inherited the sky, and they slapped down fiercely, and the entire sky shook and fluctuated again and again.

Xuantian Sword Sect Song Tianxing, Liu Qingfeng, Lingyun Sect Zhou Fu, Haotian Sect Shen Wuxing and others were powerless to resist, flying upside down on their backs, and the poignant blood was sprinkled all over the sky.

At this moment, the Great Elder of the Heavenly Evil Sect, who had always been standing on the back of the desolate beast, let out a strange note from his mouth: "Do-"

The desolate beast's double-fin fierce fan, the monstrous size of the fish's mouth spewed hard, and the three-color brilliance thousands of zhang wide flashed out, turning into wisps of nine gloomy qi, and rushed straight towards the people of the Eighteen Sects.

This blow to the eighteen sect disciples is no longer powerless to dodge!

It is both victory and defeat and life and death, just in a thought!

……

"Defeated!"

"In this martial arts world, although life and death are the norm, it is a pity that the eighteen sects under the Great Luo Sect have since disappeared into the dust, and they are the first wave of cannon fodder in the prosperous world of ten thousand martial arts!"

In the sky above the Great Zhou, the father and son in the broken ship sighed with emotion.

……

"Defeated!"

"Eighteen sects have been inherited for thousands of years, how many generations have been accumulated, and now they are ruined!"

"How should we explain to our ancestors and ancestors?"

On the top of Zhongyun Mountain, in the snow, a group of old ancestors of the Eighteen Sects had low voices, and their tones were full of pathos and sadness.

After living for several lifetimes, hundreds of years, countless births and deaths, countless years of penance, all the glory and all the sects that belong are about to be destroyed.

Even if they are still there, but there are only a few people, how can they restore the scale of the sect that the ancestors and ancestors have established for thousands of years?

Now that the world of ten thousand martial arts has opened, the martial arts that have been accumulated for thousands of years and months are immortal, immortal, and old, Tianjiao, and holy sons do not know how many, and everyone can't help themselves, what hope is there?

……

"Won!"

"This move has laid a pattern of tens of thousands of miles, ghosts and blue heavens, when you enter the Yuan Pole, when you enter the Holy Realm, you should have the power to compete for immortality!"

"The Three Holy Mothers Xue Ji, the great merit!"

"Hahahaha......"

In that black mist, there were countless strange laughs.

……

"Defeated!"

At the top of the mountain of Overlord Village, Xin Zhuo, Zhao Yizhu and Ling Gucheng didn't even discuss whether to make a move, and they were already defeated in front.

From a close match to a devastating lore, but in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, I was afraid that the disciples of the Eighteen Sects would no longer exist.

Frankly speaking, no matter whether you have deep feelings for the sect or not, there is always some sense of belonging in your heart, and it is difficult to let go of it when you witness all this with your own eyes and be indifferent.

Xin Zhuo's breathing was a little short, and he suddenly grabbed Zhao Yizhu's wrist, clamped Ji Yu, who had just woken up, and pinched Xiao Huang's dog head.

Just as he was hesitating whether to run away, there was a piercing sword sound from the side.

The seven stars drifted out of the sheath, drawing out layers of sword flowers of ten zhang, and Ling Gucheng's thin figure had already gone straight to the sky, and a sentence fell lightly: "If you don't work hard, it will be difficult to calm down!"

"Let's go! Whoever wants to die dies. ”

Xin Zhuo finally made up his mind and pulled Zhao Yizhu to leave.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yizhu broke free lightly, looked at him softly but persistently, and said resolutely and decisively:

"The way of martial immortals, when guarding the virtue of heaven and earth, raising the righteousness of my Haoran, there are thoughts in my heart, and there are trade-offs, although I can break through the shackles of martial immortals only when I am alive, and enter the realm deeper, I will avoid it, and I will not return to the realm!

Ah He, you retreat, I ...... If you can control the situation, you can also open up the original place of survival for the Wanwu Prosperous World, and help you to reason with those who are trying to reason with them in the future! ”

After speaking, without waiting for an answer, the white clothes were like snow, the clothes were fluttering, and they were already in the air, and there were dazzling ripples and strange momentum around them.

The exquisite, fairy-like woman is full of fierceness and killing at this moment.

Immediately, the long sword was unsheathed, the sword roared across the sky, the ripples in the eyebrows were disillusioned, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Xin Zhuo pulled Ji Yu and Xiao Huang and looked at him in a daze, to be honest, he didn't quite understand this kind of behavior of forgetting life and death.

It's like returning to the original Fulong Village, when the hungry wolf village called, Cui Ying'er and their anger went to death.

Same meaning, same place.

He felt that even if we ran away, the martial arts realm would advance by leaps and bounds in the future, and it would be the same if we came back to destroy the door, so why bother?

However, he now faces a difficult trade-off, whether to run or ......

"Woooo

The thousands of three-colored brilliance spit out by the desolate beast had already surrounded the disciples of the Eighteen Sects.

Ling Gucheng broke in with difficulty, and the realm of the five heavens of the Lingtai was extremely eye-catching.

And Zhao Yizhu's eyebrows rippled even better, as if there was a power that could cut the world and destroy the earth was about to appear.

At this moment, a figure below flashed and blocked in front of Zhao Yizhu, with a palm like Wen Yu, pressing her eyebrows.

"Ah He, you ......"

Zhao Yizhu was stunned and looked at Xin Zhuo blankly, she didn't know Xin Zhuo's intentions.

"Your sword, I will too, you don't care how it came, in short, I will, I actually want to keep it to save my life, or it will be of great use in the future, it seems that it is not possible to use it now!"

Xin Zhuo's face was a little tired, and he sighed and said: "Master Liu Qingfeng is right, your temperament is not suitable for killing, you are too soft, your sword is not used in the place, it may be half the effort, step down, wait for me below, I'll come!"

Zhao Yizhu was still in a daze.

Xin Zhuo had already pushed her down lightly, turned around and looked at the killing scene in the sky, his expression was calm like never before.

He saw the helplessness of his master Liu Qingfeng in the retreat, the pathos of Chu Siniang who saw his master, the blood of his senior brother Nangong Wentian, his second senior sister Su Liuli and his third senior brother Bai Jiansan, his long hair flying, and the falling corpse of his senior brother Jia Sanquan......

In fact, he also has some who are reluctant to fight the sword peak.

The next moment, his figure flashed, and he reached the bottom of Fulong Mountain, stepping on layers of corpses, and his momentum climbed to the extreme peak of the Yangshi Triple Sea, and he took a deep breath: "Xin Zhuo, a disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect, Sword Peak, only uses one sword to comprehend the means of Heavenly Evil, Ghost Green Second Sect and Desolate Beast!"

(End of chapter)