When Chu Wei's demon body was in retreat to stabilize the peak cultivation of the infant realm, he suddenly received the entanglement of the will of the deity, and after learning the news of his father, Chu Wei's demon body erupted with a monstrous killing intent.

He didn't hesitate, he chose to go out of the customs immediately, and after leaving the customs, he learned from the Sword and Ink Dao people that the Defeated Sect had chosen to start a war with the Ink Shadow Sect, and had already come to the city.

And the initiator of this war is none other than Sen Weimen.

After some discussion, Chu Wei decided to participate in the war between the sect and the defeated sect first, because his cultivation realm improved too quickly, many spells could not fully match his cultivation.

However, war is the best way to grow quickly.

At this moment, Chu Wei is like an unopened treasure knife, and the Defeated Xing Sect is destined to be a whetstone to help Chu Wei open his edge.

The killing intent in Chu Wei's heart was undisguised, and at the same time, it was also brewing, and while he was fighting with the Defeated Sect, he was also looking forward to the end of the war.

He's waiting for the Mori Gate to pick up the pieces.

Chu Wei clenched the black knife in his hand, the speed was so fast that he was close to the two Defeated Sect Dan Realm cultivators in an instant, and he didn't care about the spells cast by the two of them, and rushed directly into the spells of the two.

"What?" Seeing Chu Wei ignoring his own technique, the two of them were shocked, and just as they wanted to run, they were divided by a black sword qi.

Chu Wei's momentum of being unstoppable and killing whoever he met quickly attracted the attention of more people in the Corrupt Sect.

"This person is ruthless, his moves are fatal, it seems that his cultivation should be the peak of the Dan Realm or the Great Perfection."

"I'll meet this person." A big fat man stood on a bronze coffin, with a half-step infant realm cultivation breath, and a single meteor hammer in his hand went straight to Chu Wei.

"Half-step infant realm, okay." Seeing the fat man, Chu Wei suppressed his cultivation.

"Starfall." Seeing Chu Wei rushing over, the fat man stomped on the bronze coffin, causing his speed to skyrocket, and he was supported by the bronze coffin and went straight to the sky.

At the same time, the meteor hammer in the fat man's hand was thrown, turning into a meteorite hundreds of feet in the air and falling from the sky.

Huge meteorites occupied the sky above Chu Wei, and with violent oppression and heat waves, they fell with a bang.

The meteorite burned violently, pressing directly on Chu Xiao.

The fat man's magic power is not small, it is obvious that he is not an ordinary monk, but belongs to the sect Tianjiao.

Chu Wei's eyes flashed, he stopped, and the black knife in his hand slashed towards the earth, and the sword qi passed, and by the way, he beheaded two Fallen Sect monks who were far away from here.

"Hmph, I have to find two backs before I die, bastards." The fat man pressed hard again, and the meteorite landed faster.

After Chu Wei's sword qi fell to the ground, it immediately split the ground into a crack of hundreds of zhang.

A drop of inky black liquid condensed in Chu Wei's palm, and with a flick, it fell into the crack in the blink of an eye, but the droplet was too small, the crack was too big, and the others couldn't see what Chu Wei had done at all.

"Hahaha, did you dig a grave for yourself?" The fat man laughed wildly, "No need, because your corpse will be refined into a corpse puppet by me." ”

Rumble~

The earth shook suddenly, and just as the burning meteorite was about to fall to the ground, a jet-black torrent erupted violently from the crack in the earth like a huge fountain, rushing straight into the meteorite.

The torrent and the meteorite formed a confrontation, forming a large amount of black smoke, Chu Wei pinched his hands, and his body floated next to the torrent, dissipating the aura of cultivation that had been suppressed to the late stage of the Dan Realm.

"It turned out to be just the late stage of the Dan Realm, hehe." The fat man sneered, his hands clenched, and a phantom of a chain appeared, and the cultivation of the half-step infant realm exploded.

After a stick of incense, the fat man's whole body shook, and he grabbed the chain in his hand tightly, and his expression had changed from ridicule to horror.

"How can you still fight me?"

The ink flow continued to gush from the cracks on the surface, and the meteorite, on the other hand, began to show signs of extinguishing at this moment, and the hundreds of zhang meteor hammers wrapped in the flames could be faintly seen.

"Damn, how much demonic energy does this person have?" The fat man was white and looked like he was about to collapse.

"Boom." The fat man gritted his teeth and reluctantly blew up the meteor hammer.

The impact of the explosion was more than a thousand feet, and the ink stream was shaken back, but it did not dissipate, but only formed a black rainstorm that bombarded the earth, and every drop of rain could smash the earth out of a deep pit.

When these raindrops hit the monks of the Ink Shadow Sect, they were fine, but when they landed on the monks of the Fallen Sect, they would immediately explode, and the juice would fly sideways, affecting at least hundreds of people.

The fat man's eyes were red, but before he could get angry, a stream of ink suddenly converged into a tip, like a giant python, and instantly penetrated the fat man's body.

The fat man's body was swept into the ink, and he couldn't even give birth to fear, and his body was shattered.

Chu Wei's expression was unwavering, his eyes were thoughtful, and with a wave of his hand, the spell was dispersed, leaving only a crack of hundreds of zhang on the earth.

Bang~

The huge bronze coffin at the feet of the fat man had no owner, and fell from the sky and smashed heavily on the ground.

As time passed, more and more monks died on the battlefield, but the people who died the most were the people of the Fallen Sect, who had already suffered more than half of the casualties.

Yan Han's expression was cold, the ice sword in his hand was cold, and in front of her, a young man slapped the black coffin under him, the coffin was erected, and the coffin lid fell.

A young woman walked out, and if it wasn't filled with a thick dead air, it would be difficult to find that the other party was dead.

"The Ink Shadow Sect is arrogant and cold, let my husband and wife send you down to the Yellow Spring today."

The corpse puppet of the young man and the woman flew out and went straight to the bitter cold, and the shot was two spells, which were a palm of more than ten zhang and a glove of more than ten zhang.

At the moment when the spell was approaching, the palm of his hand was covered with gloves, and he clawed towards the cold cold.

"Snow out of the sky." The cold face did not change color, and the moment he grabbed it in the palm of his gloved hand, snow began to fall within a radius of 100 zhang, accompanied by a cold and biting cold.

Click~

There was a clicking sound, and the palms and gloves were quickly frozen, and even the young man and his corpse puppet wife were terrified and stiffened to the ground.

The ice sword spun in front of Yan Han, and was slapped out by her palm, shattering the palm and the young man and his corpse puppet wife.

Sima Jie's short body floated in the air, holding a feather fan in his hand, and fanned it at the two big men, and suddenly a strong wind howled.

The bodies of the two big men were cut apart, one flesh and blood flew sideways, and the other corpse qi dissipated, and finally became a residue and scattered on the earth.

Chu Wei glanced at the battlefield, the firelight of the spell collision filled all directions, and the sky had long been covered by black smoke, making the color of the spell collision even more gorgeous.

A large number of monks' bodies were cut off or blown to pieces, the bites of demonic beasts and corpse puppets could be seen everywhere, and the fearlessness of the demon shadows and demon soldiers made the hearts of the monks of the Fallen Sect tremble.

All the sects that watched this battle saw the tragedy of the war, and they had different thoughts in their hearts, some had their hearts beating wildly and breathing rapidly, some were gloating that they had nothing to do with themselves, and some wanted to try it......