When the Northern Darkness cultivated the sword, many people already felt that something was wrong.

As the notary of this battle, Bei Ming Xiu should stay out of the matter when the victory or defeat is not decided, and the moment he draws his sword, I don't know how many of the big figures of the human race and the demon race have their faces changed, ready to stop him from interfering in the battle at any time.

And when the ancient temple suddenly collapsed, even the dullest people knew what must have happened now.

This ancient temple located on Songshan Mountain is a holy place of Buddhism, before the Songshan Sword begins, the Heavenly Dao League and the imperial court have clearly ordered practitioners not to disturb the important place of Buddhism, in order to keep this place clean, and before Songshan Wenjian was held, there has never been any change in the ancient temple, who knows that in this hurry, there is a person who destroyed all the buildings of the ancient temple in an instant, I don't know how many monks are affected, I don't know how many monks are affected, I don't know life and death.

Whether it is the human race or the demon race, even if they want to do sabotage, they will not do it at this time, let alone destroy the ancient temple and Zen temple that they are out of, and the old man easily stopped the sword qi of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, which is enough to explain a lot of problems.

"Attack by the Templars of the Templars!"

Ji Xichun's voice spread throughout Songshan with the magic circle, and at the same time, his back was already covered with cold sweat.

In the area of Songshan within a radius of 100 miles, there is a monitoring array set up by their Dharma Sect Hall, and every cultivator who comes to Songshan to watch the battle is also carefully investigated openly and secretly, and there will be no problem in confirming his identity, it stands to reason that even if the Holy Pavilion wants to penetrate, it will never be able to hide from the eyes of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, but this old man, who obviously has a detached atmosphere from the world, has appeared under everyone's noses in a grand manner!

He couldn't figure out how this Sacred Pavilion Immortal had managed to get in.

After determining that the Holy Pavilion was the biggest enemy of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, he had been asking his subordinates to carefully examine any visitor, whether it was spiritual power exploration or mind observation, there was no less, and he had also sworn to the Northern Meditation Cultivation that not even a single mosquito from the Holy Pavilion could fly in, but now in this situation, it was clearly a slap in the face.

In any case, Ji Xichun's heart was already clear that there was a great omission in their work, and the accountability of the Northern Meditation Cultivator was still secondary, if it caused irreparable consequences, they couldn't afford it at all!

Ji Xichun was in the wind, and he was already the first to rush out of the stronghold and fly in the direction of the ancient temple, the only thing he was fortunate about now was that the Holy Pavilion was only mixed with an immortal, and the ability of the immortal-level powerhouse was difficult to define, this mistake was barely acceptable in his heart.

But just as he was about to ride the wind, several strange sounds came, which directly made his mood fall to the bottom.

He was finally sure that it wasn't just an immortal who came from the Holy Pavilion.

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At the foot of the mountain on the east side of Songshan Mountain, a cultivator of the Yi Sect was staring at the Feng Zen platform high above, hoping to see some real scenery.

His cultivation is not high, he came late, he failed to seize the advantageous terrain, the projection array obviously could not meet the needs of him and several companions around him, but with his Yizong cultivation, not to mention exploring from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it was enough to let the idea extend more than fifty meters, in desperation, he had to lower his head and comfort himself in his heart, but just when he was about to tease with his companions around him, he suddenly discovered a terrifying fact.

His companions had fallen to the ground, and he hadn't even noticed.

It was only then that he felt a little hot in his heart, and then his consciousness quickly detached from his body.

He fell, becoming the fifth man to die here.

Behind them, a young man in black had a cold face, his hands were stained with blood, but his fingertips were strangely black.

Zhu Yuanzhi waved his hand lightly, shaking off the blood on his hand, and his face showed obvious disgust, as if the blood stained by his own hands was the most disgusting thing in the world.

Since Zhu Yi broke in the demon capital and completely became a waste, the elders of the Zhu family regarded him as the hope of the next generation of the Zhu family, and Xianzun also personally gave him the opportunity to make him rank among the ninth order, and promoted him to the deputy envoy of the Qinglong with exception, and his first task was to blend into the home of this Songshan Sword with his companions and completely destroy this grand event.

He didn't have any good feelings about this task at all, in his opinion, the Holy Pavilion was still extremely powerful, as long as the Immortal Venerable was sitting on Ling Xiao Peak, the Human Realm Demon Domain dared to attack, but it could be destroyed with a snap of his fingers, so why bother?

But at least there is one thing that he is relatively satisfied with.

There was a chill from his back, as if the cold wind and snow on the Tianshan Mountains were whistling down, engulfing him in the extreme cold.

Zhu Yuanzhi sneered, and the absolute yin qi exploded in front of him, entangled with the cold current on the sword of Sect Master Han.

The Human Realm Snow Peak Sword Sect is known to the Holy Pavilion because of a Yuan Xue.

Now it seems that this old woman who can teach Yuan Xue is really good.

Qualified to be his whetstone.

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Like Zhu Yuanzhi, who suddenly appeared, the cultivators of the Holy Pavilion who had already lurked near Songshan Mountain had already appeared one after another.

On the west side of Songshan Mountain, a charming woman smiled, the corners of her mouth were stained with blood, as if the several shriveled corpses around her had nothing to do with her.

In the mountains and forests, countless broken trees roared out, as if countless mountains were tumbling down, causing the cultivators below to retreat in a hurry, and the initiator of all this was still laughing wildly, grabbing and breaking the number of trees on the side, and then throwing them casually, and even if it was an eighth-order martial arts cultivator, rashly taking these fallen trees, it would inevitably end up with broken bones and tendons. 678

At a viewing point at the foot of the mountain, the projection circle and the surrounding cultivators had been turned into ashes in the flames, and in the flames, a little boy had a faint smile on his face, although he looked immature, but his eyes were calm, as if he had read all the world, and arson and burning such a tragic thing, he did it extremely naturally, as if he had just stepped on a few insects, it was not worth thinking about at all.

Like them, there were a few people who suddenly burst out into strong cultivation, although they hadn't done it yet, the aura around them and the expressions on their faces all revealed the identity of their Holy Pavilion cultivators.

Including the Immortal Sun Wei, a total of nine Saint Pavilion cultivators above the ninth order suddenly made a move!

Most of the people in the Holy Pavilion today regard mortal beings as grass mustard, even if they themselves have not reached the immortal level.

Because of their sudden appearance, Songshan and the surrounding areas were attacked, in just one minute, there were nearly 100 casualties, if you count the monks affected by the destruction of the ancient temple, this number does not know how much more.

It's a catastrophe!

Fortunately, this Songshan Sword Asking Sword gathered many elite powerhouses in the human realm demon realm cultivation world, even if the people in the Holy Pavilion were mixed, there was no way to blend into the area where many powerhouses were located, and a few ninth-order powerhouses did not have the ability to completely subvert Songshan.

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When Sect Master Han of the Snow Peak Sword Sect took the lead in attacking Zhu Yuanzhi with all his might, the cultivators of the Human Realm Demon Domain also moved.

Guan Shan Yue sword leads the waves, and the righteous sword carries the surging sword qi, like a heavenly river waterfall falling violently, directly attacking the wild man in the mountains and forests.

Jiang Rulong shouted angrily, and the stone pillar in his hand reappeared, smashing down at the charming woman who had just sucked up the blood of a lot of cultivators.

Jade Red Peony sneered, and the black flames burst into flames, besieging the childish Holy Pavilion cultivator along with the flames around him, when it came to playing with fire, in the Demon Domain, no cultivator could stand in front of him.

Gu Xingfan, Cheng Ying...... From the top cultivators of the ninth order to the fourth and fifth order cultivators who could be seen everywhere near Song Mountain, almost all of them burst out and threw themselves into sniping at the cultivators of the Holy Pavilion.

At this time, in the hearts of the cultivators, there was no barrier between the human race and the demon race for the time being, and there was only the same hatred and hatred to deal with the attack of the Holy Pavilion.

The cultivators of the Holy Pavilion raided Song Mountain, and their sharp edges were directed at Yao Chong and Gao Yang Song, how could they let them succeed?

Nearly half of the Terran cultivators present had experienced the tempering of the battle to defend the capital, and they already had some experience in how to besiege the Sacred Pavilion cultivators. Now their side is far more powerful than then, and in order to bury these bastards here forever, they don't mind temporarily joining forces with the beasts on the other side, so that these guests from the Holy Pavilion can't return home first.

It's just that when fierce battles are raging everywhere in Songshan, Sun Wei is no one to do.

He only waved the feather fan in his hand lightly, and Ji Xichun, who was walking against the wind, could no longer stabilize his body, and his control of the wind was completely disordered, and he fell directly like a kite with a broken string, and almost fell into a meat patty.

He Bi, the hall master of the Martial Sect Palace, shot out a volley with his Ling Xuan finger, and the finger power was fierce, but it couldn't penetrate the thin feather that fell from his feather fan.

The hall master of the Yizong Hall bombarded with all his thoughts, but the thoughts had not yet arrived but had already collapsed directly.

Except for Fu Qingming and Yu Changping, the hall masters of the Baicao Palace, who were sitting in Zhongzhou City, the high-level of the Heavenly Dao Alliance had already taken action, but they couldn't stop this person in the slightest.

Sun Wei had a happy smile on his face, and he was not in a hurry to quickly take the lives of Yao Chong and Gao Yangsong, but Shi Shiran stepped into the air, with the intention of waiting for the cultivators to try to snipe him.

As an immortal, he was already above all living beings, and wouldn't it be too boring to see how these ants tried to compete with the sun and the moon?

As for Yao Chong, Gao Yang Song, and even the Northern Meditation Cultivator, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

He is now the only immortal who directly belongs to the Holy Pavilion except for the White Tiger Envoy Bai Wuxin, but Immortal Venerable values Bai Wuxin more than obviously more experienced him, in this case, killing these three guys in front of the public today is the first great gift he gave to Immortal Venerable, let him see his Sun Wei's strength clearly!

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Compared to the chaos of the outside world, the residence of Momei Villa is particularly quiet.

It's not because no one is attacking, but the attackers here are beyond the scope of people's understanding.

The disciples of Momei Mountain Villa and the nearby members of the Heavenly Dao Alliance all surrounded the uninvited guest who suddenly arrived, but none of them dared to step forward.

The petite white-haired woman didn't seem to have any emotion in her eyes, and her gaze stayed on Mo Qing for a moment, and then she no longer wasted her energy on these people.

Momei Villa was originally a fairyland outside the world, and among the younger disciples, there was no one who could fight with her for a while.

Fortunately, the most crucial person is here.

She spoke, her voice tinged with excitement in her flatness.

"Xun Hao, come out and fight me. ”