The Three Great Dao Sects of the Sanqing World here are still arguing whether to send charcoal in the snow to help Haoran Tianxia kill the Witch God Temple, or to stand by and let the Witch God Temple invade Haoran World, and then they are waiting for an opportunity to find an opportunity to seize the Heavenly Monument, but the Witch God Temple above the library building has already fought with Haoran World.

Outside the Holy Courtyard, a large number of Tang Dynasty soldiers quickly approached the Holy Courtyard, and above the library building, the witchcraft looked furious after Wang Xuanzhi pulled out a gray tentacle, and rushed straight towards Wang Xuanzhi, and at this moment, a huge face flew above his head at great speed, trapping the witchcraft firmly in it.

The rest of the witch temple saw that the witchcraft was trapped, the other witch clans quickly dispersed, and the second hall master of the witch temple greeted Wang Xuanzhi, he learned the lesson of witchcraft and did not use his eyebrows to raise his eyes, but directly confronted Wang Xuanzhi physically, the two of them were as fast as two streamers kept colliding, and every time they collided with the library, there would be a loud noise in the sky, and the entire holy courtyard was shaken.

"Sure enough, you are the first person in the martial arts in the world, Wang Xuanzhi didn't expect that your qi and blood would decay so much that you still have such strength!"

After a while, Wu Qing and Wang Xuanzhi distanced themselves, their eyes locked on each other firmly, there was green blood oozing down Wu Qing's fist, and his face was covered with fine cracks.

And Wang Xuanzhi, who is ten zhang away from Wu Qing, also has blood on his fist, and the blood is also green, this is the blood of Wu Qing, the master of the second hall of the Witch God Temple, Wang Xuanzhi is not injured, but at this moment he is panting heavily, and his clenched fists are trembling.

Seeing this, Wu Qing wiped the blood on his hands, his hands shook, and the cracks on his flesh automatically returned to their original state, and in a moment, two more figures flew by, standing side by side with Wu Qing.

"Second hall master, this person is Wang Xuanzhi?"

The person who spoke was an old man, shrouded in black mist, Wu Qing smiled and nodded to the two people next to him: "Great Commander, Second Commander, we just need to entangle this person, his qi and blood are decaying, and he can't support it for long." ”

"Obey the orders of the hall master!"

The Grand Commander of the Witch Temple and the Second Commander Lian claimed that the three of them surrounded Wang Xuanzhi in the middle in a zigzag shape, and the second commander Mo Weixu took the lead in making a move, and a black mang rushed straight to Wang Xuanzhi, Wang Xuanzhi's luck was enough to disperse the black mang, and Mo Weixu did not hesitate to retreat quickly after the failure of a blow.

After he retreated, the attack of the commander of the Witch God Temple followed, and the three of them took turns to attack Wang Xuanzhi like this, and when Wang Xuanzhi attacked, the three of them quickly retreated, and after Wang Xuanzhi's attack, the three of them attacked like a storm, and the three of them trapped Wang Xuanzhi firmly in it, in a dilemma.

After the Witch God Temple separated three people to deal with Wang Xuanzhi, the two gods of the Witch God Temple, Wu Sheng, rushed straight towards the disciples of the Holy Academy, his Seven Realms cultivation was completely exposed, and his whole body was shrouded in black mangs, and everywhere the black mangs passed, there were disciples of the Holy Courtyard who were swept away, and the three realms and below were directly turned into ashes, Ji Wuqu, who was lying on the ground, was about to crack when he saw this, he took a deep breath, stood up tremblingly, and a milky white light formed a huge cover to envelop all the disciples of the Holy Academy.

"Poof......

The attack of the Wu Shengxuan attacked the milky white light mask, Ji Wuqu spurted out a mouthful of blood again, when the Wu Clan invaded, he was seriously injured by the Wu God Temple, if he didn't help the disciples of the Holy Academy at this moment, and directly confronted the Wu Sheng, the disciples of the Holy Academy would probably die directly under their aftermath, as the head of the Holy Academy, how could Ji Wuqu see this kind of thing happening?

Today is the follow-up to the Stele Forest Trial, the disciples of the Holy Academy gathered here to participate in the Stele Forest Test, if all of them die here today, then the future of the Holy Academy is gone, and the future of the Tang Dynasty is gone, Ji Wuqu frantically urges and the power of Haoran in his body, trying to protect as many Holy Academy students as possible, but he is injured at the moment, and there are still many Holy Academy students that he can't protect!

"Sacred Heart, Holy Lake, go and kill them all!"

Wu Shengsheng sneered, and behind him, the three holy sons of the Witch God Temple, and the four holy sons of the Witch Saint Saint extinguished their murderous rush towards the group of disciples of the Holy Academy.

"Hugh hurts the students of the Holy Academy!"

At this moment, a shadow outside the Holy Courtyard hurriedly rushed over to meet the Witch Sacred Heart, and at the same time, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy among the students of the Sacred Academy rose to the sky to meet the Witch Sacred Lake, and said with great enthusiasm: "The last battle of the Witch Sacred Lake has not yet been decided, and today this little saint will step on your bones to ascend the throne!"

"It turned out to be you, and the defeated generals dared to speak out. Wusheng Lake snorted coldly, a cloud of black light shot directly at Liu Sheng, Liu Sheng's face remained unchanged, and a mixed element transparent willow character appeared above his head, directly blocking Wu Sheng, Liu Sheng took out a scroll from his arms and slowly unfolded it, but there were mountains and lakes on the scroll, and at this moment, one of those high mountains came to life from the scroll, and directly turned into a giant peak to press down Wusheng Lake.

Wu Shenghu's complexion changed slightly, he pinched his hands, and the third vertical eye in the center of his eyebrows shot out a black blade, the black blade rose in the air against the storm, turning into a ten-zhang scimitar and slashing directly at the giant peak, and the giant peak summoned by Liu Sheng was cut off.

"Hahaha, boy, you dare to call the little saint of the human race with this ability?"

Wu Shenghu laughed, and a blood-colored phantom slowly appeared behind him, and the moment Liu Sheng saw the phantom appear, he sneered in his mouth, "This is the time to wait!"

The willow word on the top of Liu Sheng's head suddenly slapped violently, and a green willow appeared in the sky above the library building, and the green willow stretched out several branches and pushed forward, and the next moment the willow appeared next to the blood-colored phantom of Wusheng Lake, and tied it up.

In the black clouds above the Holy Courtyard, a black round gate several feet wide suddenly appeared, and in the round door, countless witch barbarian phantoms slowly appeared, and then rushed straight into the crowd of the Holy Courtyard, Ji Wuqu protected a large part of the low-level Holy Academy disciples and slowly retreated to the exit of the Holy Courtyard, and countless Tang Dynasty soldiers rushed towards the barbarians who kept appearing, and in an instant, the smell of blood stained the entire Holy Courtyard.

Seeing this, the students of the Holy Academy continued to rush out to meet the barbarians, and they may not be able to deal with those witches who are more than the sixth order, and they can only be sent to death if they go up, but the barbarians who appear now can fight with them, and no one retreats, and the strong smell of blood instantly makes them understand that this is a real battle of life and death.

The Sanqing world cultivators in the distance, under the leadership of Taixuan and Qing Shengwu, retreated again, and at the same time, Taixuan took out a small bell from his arms and threw it into the sky, and the bell emitted a green light in the air, forming a huge cover to protect the monks of the Sanqing world.

"Uncle Taixuan, who do you think will win this time between the Witch God Temple and the Haoran World?"

Qing Shengwu glanced at the battle situation in front of him, turned his head and asked Tai Xuan, Tai Xuan stroked his beard and sighed: "It's hard to say at the moment, although the Witch God Temple has a slight upper hand at this moment, it mainly depends on the power of the surprise attack, the Haoran World is far deeper than we imagined, and we know that the saint in the Haoran World still hasn't shown up yet!"

"Saint?"

Qingsheng's face changed slightly, "I heard that it is extremely difficult to achieve the saints in the Haoran world, and the power of the saints is comparable to that of my three Qing Immortal Dao and ten realm cultivators, but I didn't expect that there are still saints in the Haoran world." ”。

"Of course it's not a real saint, it's just a little saint, but even a little saint still has the power of a saint. ”

Tai Xuan sighed lightly, then his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said strangely: "But the Witch God Temple also seems to have hidden masters......"