"Fellow Daoists, kill all these demonic demons...... Ahh

"Boom!boom!"

"Ahh

Zhang Fang was about to say, "Kill all these demon demons!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a miserable scream. Two more screams followed.

Zhang Fang looked at the tip of the sword that came out of his dantian in disbelief, and just wanted to turn around to see who attacked him, "Huh!" The tip of the sword was suddenly pulled out, and there was an extra blood hole in the position of Zhang Fang's dantian.

The dantian was destroyed, the golden pill was shattered, Zhang Fang couldn't die anymore, he fell to the ground like a stone, and he didn't know who plotted him until he died.

At the same time, the other two Jindan monks of the Zixuanmen were also plotted, and they were unsuspectingly penetrated through the dantian, and the Jindan shattered and fell.

The three people who died didn't know who they died at their hands, but the other monks of the Seven Sects on the side could see it clearly.

On the opposite side, Xue Ba shouted, "Do it!" The three Qifeng Sect Jindan monks standing behind the Zixuanmen monk suddenly made a move, and killed the Zixuanmen Zhang Fang and the other three with one blow.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The remaining Jindan monks of the Seven Sects flew away one after another, keeping their distance from the monks of the Qifeng Sect.

"Ahh

The miserable cries came one after another, and the foundation building monks of the Qifeng faction also shot at the other six sect monks around them one by one, and more than a dozen foundation building monks were killed for a while!

On the ground, those Qi Refining Stage disciples of the Qifeng Sect stared at all this that was happening in the air with wide eyes, obviously these ordinary disciples didn't know what was going on at all.

The disciples of the other sects were also in shock at this time, their eyes were glazed, and they even forgot to keep their distance from the disciples of the Qifeng Sect!

"Yan Ganglin, you actually colluded with the Demon Dao Demon and harmed me from the same sect!" The only remaining Jindan monk in the Zixuanmen rebuked the monk surnamed Yan from the Qifeng Sect in shock and anger.

That Yan Ganglin squinted at the storage bag that he had taken off from Zhang Fang's body, and said lightly: "Kill your fellow sect, so what? Chuzhou is so big, there are seven sects, don't you think it's too much?"

"Hahaha, what Brother Yan said is right, our Demon Dao Five Gates are also tired of staying in that desolate place in Liangzhou, and I also ask you Dao brothers to make some room to come out. The black-clothed Demon Dao monk clapped his hands and laughed.

"Yan Ganglin! Your Qifeng Sect is really blinded by lard, and actually colludes with the Demon Dao, do you think that once our other factions perish, they will let you Qifeng Sect go? Monk Jindan of Qinghua Mountain said angrily.

"Hmph, this doesn't bother all the Taoist friends, you better enter reincarnation!" Yan Ganglin said without changing his face.

"Haha, it's good that the land of Chuzhou is occupied by the five gates of our Demon Dao, and the south is naturally the territory of the Qifeng faction. Yan Daoyou, we are not insatiable!"

"Hahaha!"

Yan Ganglin and the black-clothed Demon Dao Monk laughed together.

The demon monk surnamed Gongsun stopped laughing and spit out a word in a cold voice: "Kill!"

"Whoosh!

A cadre of demon monks and three Jindan monks from the Qifeng faction killed the Jindan monks of the other six factions together.

"Kill!"

With a shout on the ground, the Demon Dao Flying Boats landed one after another, and one by one the Demon Dao Qi Refining Period monks killed the monks of the six sects.

The Qi Refining Stage disciples of the Qifeng Sect were still confused, looking left and right and not knowing what to do.

"What are you doing in a daze! Kill me!"

At this time, there was a loud shout in the air, but it was Yan Ganglin urging his disciples.

At this time, the disciples of the Qi Refining Period of the Zixuanmen had already killed the disciples of the Qifeng Sect, and just now, by surprise, the three Jindan monks of the Zixuanmen died at the hands of the Qifeng Sect, and the disciples of the Zixuanmen had already had red eyes.

"Kill!"

"Poof! poof!"

In an instant, dozens of Qi Refining Stage disciples of the Qi Feng Sect were killed.

At this time, the disciples of the Qifeng Sect reacted, and they also raised their weapons and shouted to slash each other with the monks of the other six sects.

The scene was extremely chaotic, and tens of thousands of people were fighting on the Red Python Ridge. All kinds of magic weapons in the sky bombarded each other, and they were brilliant for a while. On the ground, the Qifeng Sect, the Demon Dao Cultivators, and the Immortal Cultivators of the Sect fought together.

Originally, the Seven Factions Alliance had more Jindan monks than the Demon Dao monks, but now, the Qifeng Sect and the Demon Dao colluded together to sneak attack and kill the three Jindan monks of the Zixuanmen. Coupled with the three betrayed by the Qifeng faction, it is equivalent to the loss of six Jindan monks on the side of the immortal cultivators, and the addition of three Jindan monks on the side of the Demon Dao.

The scene was reversed all at once. Ten Demon Dao Jindan monks plus three Qifeng Sect Jindan monks surrounded the seven Righteous Dao Jindan monks. After a while, these seven righteous path Jindan monks were already in danger one after another.

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The south of the Red Python Mountains

The Bixiaomen monk and the demon monk are fighting to the death.

Lin Yu usually always looks like a gentleman, but he is not weak at all when he fights. At this time, he was fighting with the bald demon monk.

The two completely turned into two streamers in the sky, and they quickly clashed again and again, and the people on the ground could only see the two rays of light chasing each other in the air, and occasionally the two rays of light collided together, and a burst of dazzling light erupted.

However, at this time, no one had the leisure to observe the fighting methods of the Jindan period monks.

Li Hui held a long sword and kept rushing through the crowd!

At this time, the green robe on his body had already been stained with blood, but this green robe was not made of a thousand illusion treasure clothes, but the clothes of the three generations of disciples of Bixiaomen. Because he had to travel with two Jindan monks, Li Hui naturally didn't dare to wear the Thousand Illusion Treasure Clothes on his body.

At the beginning, the situation between the two sides was that the Demon Dao Monks had the upper hand, and the Bixiaomen Monks were pressed and beaten. Later, there was a demon god among the disciples of Bixiaomen, who specially found a place with many people to rush and kill, holding a long sword and never falling short, his body was like a ghost, and no matter how many people could entangle him.

This evil god is Li Hui!

"Boom!boom!"

In the Demon Dao Monk Formation, it was like a gust of wind blowing, and the three Demon Dao Monks had already fallen to the ground with swords in their necks and died, and Li Hui's figure was revealed not far away.

"Kill!"

Li Hui has become the sharp knife of the disciples of Bixiaomen, as long as Li Hui breaks through every time, the disciples of Bixiaomen behind him will rush up and kill him!

The battle has been going on for an hour, and the number of monks on both sides is decreasing, on the side of Bixiao Gate, more than two hundred Qi Refining Stage disciples have been killed, and more than a dozen Foundation Building Stage monks have also been killed.

At this time, the fighting methods of the Heavenly Lin Yu and the bald Demon Dao Monk had also reached a critical moment.

In the sky, the two of them couldn't tell the winner for a long time, and they were also a little anxious at the moment, and the two no longer relied on their bodies to attack and dodge each other, but began to face each other head-on.

The bald-headed demon monk hovered in mid-air, pinching the trick in his hand, and the hammer-shaped magic weapon instantly burst out with dazzling golden light, turning into a giant hammer the size of a small mountain.

"Go"

The bald monk shouted, and the golden giant hammer trembled and disappeared, and the next moment, the giant hammer had already smashed down towards Lin Yu.

Lin Yu, who was standing in the air, was as small as an ant under the shroud of the giant hammer at the moment, and if this hammer smashed down, I am afraid that a small mountain could also turn into powder.

Lin Yu didn't dodge or dodge, pinched the trick in his hand, and the flying sword magic weapon instantly turned into a giant sword dozens of zhang high, Lin Yu's right hand pinched a sword trick and pointed forward, and his left hand formed a weird magic seal, and he shouted loudly:

"Break it for me!"

The giant sword pierced through the sky and slashed towards the giant hammer!

"Boom!"

The giant sword and the giant hammer collided in the air, like a round of scorching sun exploding, centered on the place where the giant sword and the giant hammer collided, and quickly spread, and the air wave formed a huge storm, sweeping away like an angry wave.

"Boom!"

The aperture and storm swept through the low-level monks who were fighting underground, and dozens of Bixiao Sect disciples and low-level cultivators of the Demon Dao who couldn't dodge turned into ashes in an instant, and the ground was torn open with a crack dozens of zhang long and several zhang deep—perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a chasm.

Li Hui was fighting with a group of demon monks a few feet away from the crack, when he suddenly felt a huge force attacking, and he didn't care about the opponent in front of him, and quickly retreated backwards, but he was still affected by Yu Wei and retreated more than a dozen steps in a row before he stopped.

"Is this the power of Brother Jindan?!"

The low-level monks on both sides below temporarily stopped fighting, and watched with awe at the fighting methods of Lin Yu and the bald monk in the sky.

Li Hui looked at the chasm created by Lin Yu and the bald monk fighting with Yu Wei, and he was also extremely shocked in his heart, but he remembered Yuan Hao's words of great admiration for the immortal cultivator's magic powers.

The giant sword and the giant hammer were holding each other in the air, and Lin Yu and the bald demon monk were both engrossed in controlling their respective magic weapons, and the spiritual power in their bodies surged out and injected into their respective magic weapons, trying to overwhelm each other.

As if seesawing, the giant sword pressed the giant hammer down inch by inch, and then the bald demon monk suddenly urged in his hand, and the giant hammer was golden and prosperous, and then pushed the giant sword back inch by inch.

At this time, the competition is whose cultivation is profound, and once anyone can't support it, they will inevitably be killed by the other party. Just looking at the size of the giant sword and the giant hammer, once it is hit, even if the Jindan powerhouse is afraid that it will either fall or be seriously injured.

Lin Yu and the bald monk both looked solemn, and beads of sweat poured out of their heads.

"Broken!"

Lin Yu snorted lightly, and his hands formed a strange magic trick at the same time, and the giant sword suddenly soared again, and the sword body trembled, and pressed the giant hammer back in one fell swoop.

"Boom!"

The bald demon monk couldn't support it anymore, and the giant hammer flew back upside down, quickly shrinking and being grabbed by the bald demon monk, and at the same time, the giant sword was slashed down as if it were opening the world.

The bald demon monk struggled to block it with the giant hammer in his hand, and the whole person flew backwards like a sandbag that had been thrown away, and landed on the ground dozens of feet away with a bang, smashing out a pit several feet deep.

In the smoke and dust, the bald demon monk stood up again, but he staggered and stood unsteadily, and spat out a mouthful of blood with "wow".

Lin Yu was standing in mid-air at this time, the giant sword had already shrunk to an ordinary size and grasped in his hand, his face was a little pale, and he looked overconsumed.

Seeing that the bald demon monk actually stood up again, he was also a little shocked in his heart, the demon cultivator's body was indeed strong, and such a sword only seriously injured the opponent and failed to kill.

"Kill!"

I don't know who shouted, and the low-level disciples of the Bixiao Gate on the ground woke up like a dream, and they all waved the weapons in their hands and killed the demon monk on the opposite side.

On the side of the Demon Dao monks, the bald Jindan monk in the lead, was seriously injured, and his morale dropped instantly, and he was killed by the disciples of Bixiao Sect and retreated again and again.

The bald demon monk reached out and patted it on the storage bag, took out a blood-red pill and threw it into his mouth, and after a while, his face gradually became bloody, and his spirit reinvigorated.

However, he understood that he was just suppressing the injury, and it was impossible to annihilate these immortal cultivators today. Thinking of this, the bald demon monk shouted unwillingly: "Retreat!"

Suddenly, the Demon Dao Cultivator who was fighting with the Bixiao Gate Foundation Cultivator attacked fiercely, forcing the opponent back, and turned to kill the Qi Refining Stage disciples of the Bixiao Gate on the ground, and dozens of people were killed in an instant. These Demon Dao monks were also not in love with war, and they sacrificed black flying boats one after another, and those low-level disciples of the Demon Dao jumped on the flying boats one after another, and then broke through the air.

Lin Yu saw that the Demon Dao Monk was about to run, and let out a loud shout, the flying sword magic weapon in his hand was attacked again.

The bald-headed demon monk snorted coldly, raised the hammer-shaped magic weapon in his hand, blocked Lin Yufei's sword, and staggered back a few steps. However, at this time, the Demon Dao Monk's flying boat had all taken off, and he no longer fell in love with the battle, and turned into a red light and flew away.

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