Chu Wei was not far away, watching his demon beetles being ruthlessly killed by the resentful corpses, and his heart was extremely unwilling, if these demon worms were immortal, when the Dao power of this realm dissipated in the future, there was a possibility of recovery.

This time the battle was too tragic than before, Chu Wei glanced at the battlefield, the people of the Ink Shadow Sect suffered heavy casualties, and even Yan Han and Sima Jie and other Tianjiao were injured.

"Demon Heaven and Earth." Chu Wei's body suddenly collapsed, turning into a rolling demonic mist, covering hundreds of zhang wide, and shrouded towards the area where there were many cultivators of the Fallen Sect.

Everywhere he passed, a dried corpse fell from the sky, each of which was extremely terrifying, and after being seen by other Corrupt Sect monks, they wanted to escape, but they couldn't match the speed of the demonic mist.

With the five corpses of three hundred zhang being torn apart by Ao Yin, the other five were also collapsed by the two demon pedes, making the war between the Ink Shadow Sect and the Corrupt Sect come to an end.

Ao Yin did not contain it, and also joined the battle between the remaining thousand-handed demon worms and the resentful corpses, causing the resentful corpses to retreat one after another.

In the end, after a demon beetle was bitten by the big mouth of the resentful corpse, the demon worm suddenly exploded, and a black explosion cloud of thousands of feet appeared in the air, and the shock ripples spread again for hundreds of miles, forcing back countless monks.

The corpse was blown off by the self-explosion of the demon worm, and finally fell.

This battle between the Ink Shadow Sect and the Defeated Sect caused Chu Wei to lose four Thousand-Handed Demon Fedes, and the remaining Thousand-Handed Demon Feedes were only seven that could exert the combat power of the gods.

And the Infant Realm Cultivators of the Fallen Sect have also fallen four at this moment, and there are still Void Daoists and the other two who are struggling to resist.

The Void Daoist sighed secretly, the blood on his body flashed, and he disappeared in place, and when he appeared, he was already dozens of miles away, and came to the place where the resentful corpse fell.

And the person who fought with the Void Daoist just now was the Supreme Elder of the Ink Shadow Sect, Wu Qing with messy hair.

"Teleport? No, it should be some kind of retreat. Wu Qing did not pursue, but returned to the sect.

Teleportation is a spell that can only be performed by Monks of the Transformation Period, and it is only limited to the scope of the Divine Consciousness unique to Monks of the Transformation Period.

"As long as I'm still here, and the Senwei Sect keeps its promise, the sect can be restored." The Void Dao Man looked at the Defeated Sect who was about to be defeated, and the sadness on his face was instantly replaced by firmness, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and his body was even weaker.

Giggle~

An eerie laugh suddenly echoed across the battlefield, and as the laughter appeared, the temperature in the air plummeted, causing the blood flow on the ground to freeze.

Everyone felt cold all over their bodies, a chill down their backs, and a chill enveloped them, and then they all looked at the place where the resentful corpse had fallen.

I don't know when, a thousand zhang yin soul with hair turned by white mist and green flame dancing eyes appeared on the lower half of the body of the resentful corpse.

As soon as it sucked it, a large amount of vitality on the resentful corpse was sucked away, and the resentful corpse dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally it blew lightly and disappeared.

"That's ...... One of the four evil spirits of the Senwei Gate, the Nether Ghost. ”

"The Sen Wei Sect really helped the Corrupt Sect in secret, and even let the ghost ghost possess the resentful corpse, no wonder it is so strong."

"Hehe, Sen Weimen finally can't bear it, I guess I'm hiding somewhere, waiting for the end of the war."

The ghost ghost had red ghost hands, was dressed in white mist-like silk clothes, and its exposed fangs also reached dozens of zhang, and it flew out at this moment, heading straight for the remaining seven demon beetles.

The ghost's body was a little blurry, and if it was a simple attack, it couldn't hurt the slightest, and one of the demon beetles was sucked out of its vitality and scattered as powder in its inability to resist.

Apparently, the other six demon beetles realized this, and their real hands pinched one after another, and the outer body was covered by the magic shield to form protection, and then cast a spell to fight against it.

The monks of the Defeated Sect were basically slaughtered, and the remaining two infant realms soon fell one after another.

Chu Wei's figure condensed in the distance, watching the battle between the demon beetle and the ghost ghost.

A thousand feet of black talisman was slapped out by a demon beetle, wrapping the ghost in the net, and then another demon beetle appeared, and the real hand pinched the trick and pressed it on the wrapped ghost, and a black flame began to burn violently, making the ghost scream.

Boom~

The ghost suddenly exploded, turning into a huge white mushroom cloud, shaking all the demon beetles away, and even Ao Yin was under the impact, and roared back.

The self-explosion of the ghost ghost became the absolute sound of this war, marking the end of the war between the Defeated Sect and the Ink Shadow Sect, and the entire Defeated Sect, except for the Void Dao people, was wiped out.

Although the Ink Shadow Sect won, it was also a miserable victory.

In this war, the various sects have seen the heritage and strength of the upper sect, and they have also learned about the extraordinary first-class sects, and they have a deep understanding of the cruelty of the war, and they can't help but sigh again and again.

"Ink Shadow Sect, your end has come, hahaha...... cough cough cough ......"

It was also at this moment that the Void Daoist laughed out loud in his cough, pinched his hands and pointed at the void.

Airplanes~

The earth shook, and countless coffins rose from the ground, lined up in the sky according to a certain pattern, and then red beams connected all the coffins.

A large array of more than 10,000 zhang took shape in an instant, and in the formation, there were unexpectedly bursts of spatial distortion fluctuations, and they became more and more intense.

The sky turned red, the space twisted sharply, and a tomb the size of 10,000 feet appeared out of thin air, and suddenly descended.

Mori Trick Gate, to.

Hiss~

The scene of Sen Weimen appearing out of thin air immediately made everyone gasp.

"Is this the teleportation array that only the six great sects can master? It's really amazing, it's able to teleport the entire sect. ”

"This is not to give the Ink Shadow Sect a chance to breathe, as soon as the war between the Ink Shadow Sect and the Defeated Sect ended, they immediately took advantage of the situation."

"The Ink Shadow Sect is now isolated, unless a miracle occurs, the only fate that can be erased is to become the first Shangzong to die out in thousands of years."

With the advent of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Ghosts, all the coffins in the air were crushed and turned into ashes, making the Senwei Gate look as if it was held up by a white mist, and surrounded by countless ghosts, it was like the underworld descending into the world.

On top of the tombstone, there were thirty-two figures, all of whom were smiling, and looked indifferently at the defeated Ink Shadow Sect.

And the aura on their bodies is all infancy, and even the two people in the middle are only a half-step transformation god away from the transformation of gods, and it seems that they can break through at any time.

"This, this, this...... How could there be so many Infant Realm cultivators in the Sen Wei Sect, and when seven people died, wouldn't that mean that the number of their Infant Realms was more than that of the Extreme Fortune Sect? ”

"It turns out that the rumors are true, there are more than ten people looking at Miansheng, it should be the rumored people from the Secret Hidden Sect, do the Shangzong like to hide their strength like this?"

"Thirty-two infant realms, on the other hand, the Ink Shadow Sect, can still participate in the battle at this time, but there are only more than ten people, this battle, the Ink Shadow Sect is destined to be crushed."

Ao Yin returned to the mountain gate, and there were more than a dozen infant realm monks standing on his head, among these people, most of them were familiar with Chu Xiao, including Great Elder Wu Huai, Sect Master Yu Chengfeng, and Yang Zixiao and Du Liu......