Seeing that Zhang Gang was about to smash down Yueling Mountain, Jing Yuan showed an evil smile on his face, and the next moment, Jing Yuan suddenly looked up at the sky, and the smile on his face suddenly stiffened, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

I saw a sharp blue glow suddenly pierce the sky, as if tearing through space, the speed was unbelievable.

Before the blue light approached, Jing Yuan felt a sharp tingling sensation, and the first thought that flashed through his mind was to escape.

However, he suddenly found that his feet seemed to be disobedient, and he could not take a step at all.

You know, I'm a monk in the Tribulation Period, how can there be people in this world who can be so pressed that they can't move?

"Jingyuan, retreat!" A loud shout came from afar, but it was his eldest brother Venerable Mo Yan who arrived quickly, and when he saw the blue glow, a look of horror flashed in Mo Yan's eyes.

If people see Venerable Mo Yan's expression at this moment, they will definitely be surprised, you know, Venerable Mo Yan is a cultivator at the peak of the Dacheng Realm, what kind of person can make him show a look of fear?

Hearing Mo Yan's shouting, Jing Yuan wanted to run away, but unfortunately he couldn't take a step with all his strength, so he could only stand there stupidly.

"Poof!"

With a crisp sound, I saw that the blue glow instantly pierced Jing Yuan's chest, and a stream of blood bloomed in the void.

Jing Yuan's eyes widened, and in that look, in addition to horror, he was still frightened!

I was killed in seconds?

This was his last thought before he died, and it was something he had never dreamed of, after all, he was a monk in the Tribulation Period, and there were not many people in this world who could kill him in seconds, even his eldest brother might not be able to do it.

But now, it really happened, he regretted his previous arrogance, he underestimated this small third-rate sect too much, no wonder his sect lost so many elders didn't take Yizhu down, it turned out that the sect he was in had such a terrifying existence.

It's a pity that regret has no meaning, and it is impossible to turn back time.

With an explosion, Jing Yuan's body suddenly exploded, and then it was shattered by countless sword qi, turning into countless blood rains and dissipating in the air.

It is undoubtedly ironic that a dignified monk of the Tribulation period should die like this, and he does not even know who killed him.

The moment Jing Yuan died, the huge palm gang that shrouded above Yueling Mountain also disappeared at the same time, and all the monks of the Xuanling Sect had a feeling of the rest of their lives after death.

Only Elder Yuexin looked at the air with great sorrow at the moment, and said secretly in his heart: "A group of idiots, if you don't leave, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave, I just want to spend the rest of my life quietly, why bother me." ”

And Venerable Mo Yan's eyes were red at the moment, watching his new brother die in front of him, but he was helpless.

Even, when he saw the blue glow, he was so frightened that he stopped his body, if he made a move, maybe he could save Jingyuan, but he didn't.

The next moment, many monks in the ship behind quickly rushed to the deck, and they happened to see this scene, and everyone showed a look of horror.

How did they not know that at that moment just now, Venerable Mo Yan was actually afraid, in the whole world, there were still people who could make Venerable Mo Yan afraid, who else could there be besides those few Immortal Venerables?

"Venerable Lord!" A figure flew not far from Mo Yan's side, his face full of doubt, and he asked, "Are we still attacking the Xuanling Sect?"

Are you still attacking the Xuanling Sect?

Hearing this, Venerable Mo Yan trembled slightly in his heart, is he still fighting?

The master of the streamer just now, he is too familiar, it is an existence that even the 'Immortal Venerable' is afraid of, can he be an opponent, in this territory, except for the one surnamed Ling who has this ability, who else dares to block the path of his 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect'? Although the four empires are all under the jurisdiction of the first-class sects of all territories, only the Fengling Empire is an exception, because the identity of Emperor Ling Tian is too mysterious, even the 'Canghai Immortal Venerable' does not dare to set foot in the Fengling Empire.

That's right, what I just shot was that the Feng Ling Empire, the hidden master of the Ling family, I didn't expect that in a small empire, there were hidden monks with the strength of transforming gods, this is also too terrifying, why did the people of the Ling family come to this small place, could it be that there are people here they want to protect?

The sword just now, although it was countless distances away, was able to kill the Tribulation Period cultivator in an instant, such a terrifying strength, in addition to reaching the Transformation God Realm, even his own existence at the peak of the Great Cheng Realm could not do it.

Mo Yan hesitated in his heart, he naturally understood that the other party was warning him, otherwise, the other party would not attack Jing Yuan, but directly deal with him.

But did he just leave like this? Just now he ran murderously to destroy this small third-rate sect, if he really left like this, wouldn't it be a big joke?

"Venerable One?" Seeing Venerable Mu Yan, who was silent, the subordinate continued to shout.

"Kill!" Mo Yan gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and he finally took over his reason with anger, firstly to avenge Jingyuan, and secondly, to stabilize his majesty.

With a wave of his hand, the huge flying warship suddenly crossed out and appeared in the sky above the Xuanling Sect, and the terrifying coercion once again poured into this small third-rate sect like a tide.

Of these people, the weakest were all Yuanying Realm cultivators, some were disciples of the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect', and some were other sect cultivators who had just surrendered to the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect'.

The majestic momentum like the sea poured down from the sky, and above Yueling Mountain, the monk who had just stood up suddenly fell down again, and his body slammed into the ground, as if he had been suppressed by a mountain.

Compared with the momentum of Jing Yuan just now, the momentum exuded by these people was even more terrifying and ferocious.

To deal with a small third-rate sect, in fact, there is no need for so many monks to come out, if it is just an ordinary third-rate sect, even if a random monk from the Distraction Realm can take down the entire sect, but Mo Yan let them attack at the same time at the moment.

One is to be afraid of the person in the dark, and the other is to demonstrate to the other party!

Seeing that the more majestic momentum was about to fall, at the end of the sky, another blue glow shot out in vain, faster and faster than the sword just now.

Under this sword, the sea-like coercion dissipated instantly, and at the same time, the hundreds of monks who were just about to rush into the Xuanling Sect all showed fear when they saw this, and goosebumps appeared all over their bodies.

Run!

This was the first thought in everyone's minds, many monks who came out of the deck had seen the death of a Tribulation Stage monk before, and at this moment, when they saw an even more terrifying blue glow shooting out, they naturally fled in all directions without hesitation.

At this moment, no one cares about Venerable Mo Yan's orders, they just want to know how to live.

Some even regretted it very much, knowing that they should have run away just now.

"Humph!"

Mo Yan snorted coldly, stepped into the air, and went straight to the blue ghostly light, just now he didn't make a move because he thought of the horror of the Ling family, and he was a little afraid in his heart.

But now, he is ready, naturally he is not afraid of such a long-distance blow, no matter how peerless the opponent is, he has the confidence to block this blow.

"Buzz"

However, to Mo Yan's surprise, that blue ghostly light appeared in the sky above the entire Yueling Mountain in an instant, as if it was a spatial jump.

At the same time, the blue glow suddenly bloomed with countless sword rays, shaking around like ripples.

The speed seemed to be very slow, but in less than a breath, it shrouded a radius of thousands of miles, and the ripples of the sword were obviously not powerful, but they exuded an incomparably terrifying sharp aura.

Puff puff

Immediately after, crisp voices sounded, and countless figures shrouded by the sword light seemed to be swept by the sword qi in vain, and their bodies were all torn to pieces, turning into countless blood rains.

In the blink of an eye, countless azure sword rays instantly turned blood-red.

There are countless monks who have stepped into the air above Yueling Mountain, and there is no exception, even the monks who have cultivated to reach the tribulation period are not much better, they are also torn apart by the sword qi, and they don't even have the slightest strength to resist.

The scene was incomparably spectacular, as if countless beautiful fireworks were blooming, gorgeous and enchanting!

Most of the monks didn't even have time to hand over the screams, and they died, and they couldn't die anymore.

The strange thing is that none of the monks in the Xuanling Sect died, they looked at the sky with blank faces, and the slightly stronger monks were completely dumbfounded when they saw the monks who suddenly exploded one by one.

They had no idea what had happened, only that they had just almost died and had been saved again.

"The sword is in the world?!"

In the blue sword light, Mo Yan's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The sword is in the world, a sword is out, such as the king in the world, how domineering, that is close to the power of the immortals, this person is strong, and it is impossible to be so strong!

Mo Yan looked around with a look of horror, his group of hundreds of people was actually killed by the other party's sword? I am afraid that the strength of this person is even a little more fearful of Immortal Zun, let alone himself.

He couldn't believe the result, but the facts were in front of him, and the pain on his body made him understand that it was true.

Only he could barely resist this terrifying sword qi strangulation, but his body was also covered with blood, staining his clothes red.

"No"

Venerable Mo Yan raised his head to the sky and roared, he tried his best to resist the strangulation of the sword qi, and quickly rushed towards the outside of the area covered by the sword light.

His only thought now is to escape, he must tell the news to the 'Canghai Immortal Venerable', the Ling family really has a terrifying existence, if this matter is not handled well, the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect''s plan to hide for ten thousand years may all come to naught!

After a few breaths, Mo Yan finally escaped from the terrifying sword realm, and swept towards the sky without looking back, he was completely frightened.

Although he escaped, he was also severely injured, and it is estimated that it will be impossible to recover for a while.

Mo Yan should be glad that the other party may need someone to go back to report the news, and he didn't want to kill him at all, otherwise, he would have to stay here.

Slowly, the terrifying sword realm slowly disappeared, and the heavens and the earth returned to calm, and the silence was a little terrifying, and even a little dead.

The sky was raining scarlet blood, dyeing the entire Fire Emperor Capital with blood, and the bloody breath filled the air, but at this moment, the monks of the Xuanling Sect were not only not afraid, but had a trace of joy.

Just now they took a turn around the Ghost Gate, and they were extremely lucky to be able to survive.

It's just that no one knows who did it.

Inside the Tower of Babel, Yizhu finally found the entrance to the sixth floor to the seventh floor, which was a huge wind vortex, like a wild beast with its mouth open, extremely fierce.

Around the wind whirlpool, there were countless figures, looking at the whirlpool vigilantly, their faces full of fear.

Among these people, Yizhu actually saw a few acquaintances, Dongfang Hui, Wang Mingyue, Yan Xiao, Feng Feixiang and others were all listed, as if they had just arrived.

When Yizhu appeared, their eyes all looked towards Yizhu's place, and their expressions were different.

Only when you get here can you fully reflect a person's strength, because in the sixth layer of space, even if you have the demon blood that resists suppression, those whose realm surpasses the Jindan will be suppressed to the peak of the Jindan realm.

Therefore, when it came to the sixth layer, the Distraction Realm cultivators of the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' were extremely rare.

After all, in the first five layers of space, the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' was wantonly slaughtering countless sect monks and scattered cultivators, and when it reached the sixth layer, how could the monks of the major sects let go of the monks of the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect'?

Of course, the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' also had a lot of young monks with great strength rushed here, they were all geniuses who had been unsealed after being frozen and participated in the Lingwu Xuantian Society to suppress their cultivation, and their strength far exceeded that of the monks of the same level, especially that question, until now, Yizhu has not seen where he is.

With the strength of those demons, even if the monks of the major sects wanted to kill them, it was estimated that they would have to pay a heavy price, so they would be safe in a short period of time.

What's more, the monks who can enter the sixth layer have their own thoughts, and they may not be able to unite with the outside world.

"The entrance to the seventh floor is right in front of you, why are these people waiting here?, could it be that they are too timid to enter?" Yizhu muttered to himself with a confused expression.

His voice was not loud, but the people present were all monks at the peak of the Jindan Realm, and many people could hear it clearly, and they couldn't help but cast a look of anger.

Seeing that everyone was angry, Yizhu smiled instead of being angry: "This entrance is not so easy to enter, the wind vortex is now filled with countless wind elemental wind blades, the kid advises, if you don't have two brushes, it's better to wait here." ”

After that, the monks around him couldn't help but cast disdainful glances, don't you mean that we all know? If you have the ability, don't wait, just go in now.

Seeing everyone's eyes, Yizhu smiled slightly and did not speak.

At this time, Dongfang Hui and Wang Mingyue slowly walked towards Yizhu.

"Brother Yi's trip to the Tower of Babel can be described as amazing, full of dangers, and I can meet Brother Yi here, which is really admirable for Brother Wei. Dongfang Hui arched his hand and said.

"How do you speak, what do you mean that you can still meet Brother Yi here, do you mean that Brother Yi can't come over? As soon as Dongfang Hui's voice fell, Wang Mingyue hurriedly answered.