Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Yuan Infant Yin Puppet

"Boom!"

The deafening sound entered the Kunyin Hall in an instant, causing Yin Ming and the four elders in the south, east, and northwest to change color.

"They attacked, so fast, so fast!"

Elder Xiyin was shocked.

"Damn it!"

Yin Ming roared angrily.

His divine sense pierced through the void, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the border area of the Kunyin Palace, covered with dark clouds, and thousands of thunderbolts were like small snakes scurrying, desperately bombarding the ground.

Each lightning bolt is hundreds of meters long, and wherever it hits, it is scorched black. The disciples of the Qi Refining Period couldn't resist it at all, as if they had experienced a natural disaster.

A large number of Kunyin Hall disciples were so frightened that they fled everywhere in embarrassment.

Immediately after, dozens of miles away, the black oppressive sword shadow flew out from the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, drew a parabola in the sky, and landed accurately in the territory of the Kunyin Palace.

It was only a few rounds of attacks, and it only took half an hour before and after, and the disciples of the Kunyin Hall were wiped out.

This made Yin Ming gasp, and his heart beat violently.

It's too fast! The firepower of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect's formation is also too fierce, and what is even more unbelievable is that such an attack is completely launched from the air, from beginning to end, and there is not even anyone who sees the enemy.

"Boss, what should I do?"

Elder Dongyin also saw it, took a breath and asked.

"Strictly guard against it, and you can't let the people of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect attack an inch of my Kunyin Palace!"

Yin Ming gritted his teeth and roared.

The four elders glanced at each other, and finally nodded in unison, but there was a lamentation in their hearts.

Obviously, in the face of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, which is strong, powerful, and has a profound background, the head of the sect has no idea.

It seems that the method in his order can only increase the sacrifice of the disciples of the Kunyin Palace, delaying the progress of the other party, but it cannot reverse the situation.

The Great War between the two sects began, and the Great Wilderness Sword Sect was almost all the way forward.

On the first day, he captured the Kunyin Temple for thirty miles.

On the third day, Fifty Miles fell into the hands of the Sword Sect.

On the fifth day, seventy miles of land, but it also faced stubborn resistance from the disciples of the Kunyin Palace.

On the tenth day, the hundred miles of Kunyin Hall had become the territory of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, and the elders of the two sides finally came into contact with each other face-to-face for the first time.

In this battle, Enron was like a burning sun, with a scorching light all around him, and the red fireworks left a deep impression on everyone present.

When one of his fingers stretched out, the red pillar of fire that penetrated the heavens and the earth made people tremble even more.

This finger directly pierced Elder Nanyin, and the bell in his hand was incinerated into molten iron, and countless unjust souls were scattered into green smoke in the screams.

As soon as An Ran made a move, he was like a sun god walking on the earth, and all the light was concentrated on him, which also shocked the people of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect.

In ten days, the Great Wilderness Burning Immortal Finger was cultivated, and this young man once again proved how terrifying his heaven-level talent was.

The brilliant fingering also scared the courage of the Kunyin Palace.

"Ground-level Spiritual Technique! Definitely Earth-level Spiritual Technique!"

"The Great Wilderness Sword Sect, who is sacred, how can they have such exercises?"

"That's the Qianyang Sect's master, and only then can it be qualified to control it! ”

"Who is An Ran, and what kind of master is there in the Great Wilderness Sword Sect?"

Yin Ming's heart trembled.

Prefecture-level exercises, without exception, can only be controlled by big forces. Even if there is an outflow, it is inextricably linked with the Imperial Dynasty and the Immortal Sect.

The Great Barren Mountain Sect in a remote and barren area is impossible to have!

The Great Wilderness Burning Immortal Finger made the Kunyin Hall collectively silent, full of fear. But it made the Great Wilderness Sword Sect boil, and the pace of progress accelerated again.

On the fifteenth day, within the three hundred miles of the Kunyin Palace, half of them had already fallen into the hands of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect.

It was also from this day that the Great Wilderness Sword Sect occupied a range of 250 miles in the Xishan Belt, becoming the sect with the largest territorial power in the Xishan Belt.

Jiang Liu, who was sitting on the chair of the Sword Palace, felt a trace of mystical aura in his darkness.

This aura was so faint that even a top monk couldn't detect it, and only if he was invincible within the sect, he could feel it.

This wisp of mystical aura was very thin and light, permeating the entire Great Wilderness Sword Sect.

"Luck. ”

Gently spit out these two words, Jiang Liu's eyes flickered.

He made a judgment that this subtle breath should be the theory of luck. As the sect occupies a certain mountain and river, its own luck is born with it.

The occurrence of plunder, integration, contradiction but unity, makes people admire the wonder and weirdness of the world.

Of course, at this moment, Jiang Liu didn't feel the effect of this breath, it was too thin, too weak.

Time continued to go by, and the disciples and elders of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect gained good combat experience in this battle.

The Kunyin Palace was almost defeated and retreated, without the power to resist.

But on the sixteenth day, when the war had been going on for half a month, a huge figure standing up to the sky and reaching a height of 100 zhang rushed out from the depths of the Kunyin Palace.

The terrifying aura was immense, spreading unabashedly outward.

"Elder Taishang!"

"Father!"

The disciples of the Kunyin Palace, who had fallen into an atmosphere of despair, felt this breath and immediately cheered up, and some even cried excitedly.

They saw that a figure wearing a black dragon robe with an indifferent expression slowly rose from the deepest part of the Kunyin Palace, and then landed on the top of the Kunyin Palace, sitting cross-legged.

"The Yin Puppet is refined today, and the Great Wilderness Sword Sect should also die today!"

"The loss of the Kunyin Palace, this seat will recover it with my own hands!"

In the indifferent voice, it was full of coldness and domineering.

No one doubts the strength of the old monster, and no one will doubt it.

At this moment, the streamer shone brightly, like a meteorite falling, drawing an arc to the sky above the Kunyin Palace.

"It's the sword formation of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect!"

Yin Ming gritted his teeth and roared.

Elder Taishang's head was slightly raised, but he poked out a finger slightly.

"Blood-devouring Yin and Yang Array!"

Suddenly, the void trembled, and a huge network of black and red entanglement appeared, and then in a moment, it was outlined and depicted as a huge blood-colored yin and yang array.

At the junction of yin and yang in the center, a blood-colored mouth was formed, and it swallowed and chewed towards the falling sword array. Suddenly, the sword formation of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect collapsed.

This scene shocked everyone in the Kunyin Palace, and then jumped excitedly. In the past half a month, this sword array has taken the lives of many of their disciples.

"Puppet, go!"

Yin Tianpeng, who pointed out, said lightly.

When the words fell, the huge puppet standing on the top of the sky, wearing armor and holding a spear, and his face was pitch black, like a black hole.

"Buzz!"

A ripple of air was born in the void, and in just one step, this puppet stepped ten miles away, and the speed was incredible.

His whole body is full of terrifying aura, and it is in no way inferior to the top Yuanying-level monster.

Fifteen steps out, the Yin Golem has already reached the border of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect.

The huge figure looked down, the spear was raised, and the terrifying aura made the five Jindan elders tremble.

Immediately after, he stepped out in one step, and when he landed in the next step, he had already fallen into the Sword Sect camp.