It was still underwater, but at the moment it was as if they were imprisoned in a huge cage, and some tried to rush out, but soon a scream was heard from the black fog.

The screaming soon stopped abruptly, but everyone knew that it was not the man who had broken through the fog, but that he was already dead inside.

"What to do, what are we going to do?" someone began to get scared and shouted loudly.

Lin Xiao was mixed in the crowd, and at this moment he had already turned into a different picture, even the few Yueru who were not far away did not recognize him.

Lin Xiao found that Yan Qingqing was not in the team, and after a little thought, he immediately understood.

With Yan Qingqing's cultivation, it is obviously not suitable to participate in this mission, and second- and third-order martial artists like them still play a certain auxiliary role in this mission, and they are fighting at the beginning or something. When the time comes to the actual war, there is no need for them to come with them.

The number of the Firmament Sect was seventy or eighty, and they gathered together with each other, almost all of them frowning.

Lin Xiao found that there was not only Yueru, a familiar person, standing at the front of the team, but also two people who Lin Xiao was not familiar with alongside her, obviously those two people's status in the team was not lower than Yueru.

"Maybe it's just been here in the past two months, right?" Lin Xiao guessed in his heart.

At this time, the black fog that enveloped them suddenly changed, and they saw that the thick fog extended from it like tentacles, waving towards the crowd.

Lin Xiao could clearly feel the Demon Sect disciples hidden in the dense fog, under the protection and blessing of the dense fog, the liliang between them was actually gathered together, and twenty people formed a tentacle, and the power exerted was comparable to those seventh- and eighth-order martial disciples.

The crowd began to show casualties, and Lin Xiao was gagging in the middle, and he didn't directly deal with those tentacles, and every time he would leave his original position before the tentacles arrived.

No one noticed Lin Xiao, the strange guy who wandered in the crowd. Everyone was busy fending off the attacks of those tentacles, and many of them had already lost their lives the first moment they came into contact.

Blood stained the river red, and Lin Xiao found that the blood was not flowing in the river water, but slowly seeping into the depths of the silt below. It was as if there was a large mouth swallowing the blood, and it looked very weird.

However, at this time, he could still notice such a phenomenon, and no one else noticed this strange phenomenon at all.

The screams came and went, but Lin Xiao turned a deaf ear and carefully observed the formation.

Lin Xiao didn't know much about the formation, if he was allowed to break it with brute force. He could do it. But if he used his skills to find out the flaws in this formation, then Lin Xiao would not be able to do it.

Just as Lin Xiao was carefully observing the formation, and the decent disciples were dying one after another, Xin'er's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Attention, a few real masters from the Demon Gate have arrived, and a few from the decent side have also come, I'm afraid this formation will be broken soon. ”

Almost as soon as Xin'er's words fell, and Lin Xiao was really about to ask a question or two, the black mist that was still wantonly slaughtering decent disciples suddenly dissipated. revealed the disciples of the Demon Sect hidden inside.

As soon as those demon sect disciples were exposed to the outside, they were bombarded into slag by those angry decent disciples in an instant, and it was at this time that they discovered the situation outside.

"It's our Qingcheng Sect's Taiqing Uncle!" Several Qingcheng Sect disciples recognized the identity of one of the old men.

"Look, that's our Taihua Sect's Uncle Song!" Several disciples of the Taihua Sect were also pleasantly surprised to find the figure of the sect's senior uncle.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the sect also discovered their uncles and uncles. Lin Xiao saw that almost every sect of the seven major sects had sent a master to come.

On the other hand, the number of people on the side of the Demon Gate is a little scarce, compared to the seven masters on the decent side, there are only five masters on the Demon Gate. As for the corpse demon who was previously used as a hole card. At this moment, it can only take a back seat.

A group of disciples on the decent side hurriedly gathered behind the seven elders, and the original team of nearly seven hundred people was now only three hundred people left after a round of slaughter. The whole team has shrunk by about half. This made the seven decent masters in their eyes very annoyed, and the eyes of everyone looking at the demon gate became more fierce.

"Old ghost Qi Yue, what are you staring at!" a white-haired old man on the side of the Demon Gate suddenly shouted.

That Qi Yue was an elder of the Shaoyang Sect, and his strength had reached the late stage of the third-order Yuan Martial Artist, and he was one of the two people with the highest cultivation among the seven masters of the Decent Sect.

At this moment, he was called by the old demon of the demon gate, he couldn't help snorting coldly, and said: "Your demon gate is a good calculation, but unfortunately the conspiracy and trickery are not on the table after all, this time I see how rampant you are!"

The five elders of the Demon Gate looked at them with cold faces, and the old man who spoke before was even more hahadaxiao.

"Old ghost Qi Yue, aren't you blind?We have Senior Brother Wan here, you soft eggs, do you still think you have fought against my Senior Brother Wan?"

The Senior Brother Wan in this old demon's mouth was the black-haired middle-aged man standing in the middle of the five Demon Gate Elders, he had a mask covering half of his face on his face, and his cold gaze could make people feel chills just by touching it.

This person's cultivation was the highest among these people present, ranking in the late stage of the fourth-order Yuan Martial Artist, and his strength was obviously much stronger than the others.

The seven decent elders also changed their faces when they saw that man, and their eyes became much more solemn.

"Why is Wan Yulou here?" muttered to the Qingcheng Sect's Tai Qing Zhenren with a slightly pale face.

Back then, he had a battle with Wan Yulou, when he was seriously injured to pick up a life under the protection of several senior brothers, and every time he mentioned Wan Yulou, he would always show a frightened look.

At this moment, when he saw Wan Yulou again, the other party's cultivation became more and more profound, but his own cultivation was still at the level of three years ago, without the slightest progress.

Lin Xiao hid in the crowd and observed these people.

Among the righteous sects, the three elders of the Taihua Sect, the Shaoyang Sect, and the Firmament Sect were the leaders, and all three of them were cultivators in the late stage of the third-order Yuan Martial Arts. In addition, among the other four, the Qingcheng Sect's Taiqing True Beings had the lowest strength, only the cultivation of the early stage of the third-order Yuan Martial Artist, and the other three were all in the middle stage of the third-order Yuan Martial Artist.

And looking at the Demon Gate again, except for the strongest Wan Yulou, who has the cultivation of the late stage of the fourth-order Yuan Martial Artist, the other four people have a very average cultivation, and they are all in the middle stage of the third-order Yuan Martial Artist. (To be continued......)