"Sword Pavilion Dao Twelve!"

Dao Twelve clenched the immortal sword in his hand and spoke indifferently, the second commander shrouded in black fog made him unable to see the depth clearly, if so, with the Great Scattered Continent Immortal Gate, I am afraid it would be difficult to resist the Witch God Temple at all.

"The Sword Pavilion will only accept ten heirs per generation, and now it has made an exception for you, it seems that your talent is really against the sky. ”

The second commander of the Witch God Temple nodded, "I heard that the Sword Pavilion should be far away in the Heavenly Sword Continent, and my Temple actually has such great power that it can actually allow the Sword Immortal of the Sword Pavilion to come here in person." ”

"I'm not a Sword Pavilion disciple. Dao Twelve shook his head, "I am a disciple of the Tianyan Sect of the Great Scattered Continent, this Nanxu is originally a part of my Great Scattered Continent, and when the Witch God Temple invades the Southern Void, is it declaring war on my Sanqing World?"

"Brother Dao's words are wrong. The second commander shook his head, "Nanxu can't represent the Great Scattered Continent, just as the Great Scattered Continent can't represent the Sanqing world, this Southern Void used to belong to my Witch God Temple." ”

The second commander sighed lightly, he and Dao Twelve actually talked over this battlefield, the life and death of the barbarians and cultivators below seemed to be out of their eyes, Lin Chen quietly pulled Zong Shengsheng to the back, with their cultivation, if this Dao Twelve fought with the second commander of the Witch God Temple later, I am afraid that a little aftermath will make them die.

Lin Chen was also a little puzzled, he didn't know what the Witch God Temple wanted to do, Nanxu lacked aura, and the most powerful immortal cultivation sect was only in the Purple Mansion Realm, and the Witch God Temple occupied Nanxu, I am afraid that they would not get anything valuable, and if they wanted to use Nanxu as a springboard to attack the Sanqing world, the Sanqing world Immortal Dao was prosperous, and the great cultivators were like carp crossing the river, now Nanxu is just a boundary Yiyu, only the Dasanzhou Immortal Gate is concerned, but if it really reaches the hinterland of the Sanqing world, the birthplace of the Xianmen, those immortal gates will definitely not stand idly by, and it may not be so easy for the Wushen Temple to take it。

Even in this Great Scattered Continent, except for the local monks and mortals of Nanxu, since the beginning of yesterday's battle, the casualties of the barbarians of the Witch God Temple were far higher than those of the cultivators of the Great Scattered Continent, and Lin Chen, who had walked out of the twenty-first century, thought for a long time, and felt that the Witch God Temple must have ulterior motives to act like this.

A moment later, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air from the north, Yao Rentian of the Duobao Holy Land and Zhou Ruohe of the Spiritual Holy Land arrived with a large number of cultivators who came to support, this time the number of cultivators who came was huge, except for the cultivators of various factions and the cultivators of the Four Realms and above who came to the side of Dao Twelve to support, other low-level cultivators all joined the battlefield.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on his face when the second commander of the Witch God Temple saw the dozens or hundreds of Four Realm cultivators in front of him, and he glanced at Mo Weitian on the side, who took a big step forward and raised the mace in his hand.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, the Great Scattered Continent had fallen to this point, and there was not even a cultivator above the Void Realm. ”

"Bold, the low-level creatures of the witch barbarian world dare to laugh at us?"

Zhou Ruohe scolded and took a step forward, now that they have an absolute advantage in numbers, if they can wipe out these high-level witch cultivators in the world, then the crisis of Nanxu will naturally be solved.

"Who are you?" Mo Weitian glanced at Zhou Ruohe, with a look of mockery on his face, "I heard that there are three major immortal sects in Dasanzhou now, which one is the monk of the three major immortal gates, but do you have the ability to stand up and compare with this commander?"

"This seat is the Deputy Holy Lord of the Upper Spirit Holy Land!" Zhou Ruohe's spirit beast was in the wind under his feet, and the blue light flashed all over his body, and a breath that surpassed the Ascending Cloud Realm emanated from Zhou Ruohe's body.

"Zhou Ruohe cultivation has actually reached the realm of entering the void!" Yao Rentian glanced at Zhou Ruohe, and secretly spied in his heart, "Wu Xiu is different from the human race, these barbarian cultivators have always been unpredictable for me, which just makes Zhou Ruohe tempt and temptation." ”

Mo Weitian saw Zhou Ruohe take the initiative to jump out, laughed cruelly, raised the mace in his hand and smashed it straight at Zhou Ruohe, Zhou Ruohe sneered in his heart, "I thought that these witch cultivators had some magical methods, but they were just some lame martial arts." ”

Zhou Ruohe flipped his palm, and an ink-colored long whip appeared out of thin air, the long whip was like a spiritual snake, exuding a faint blue light, looking at the smashed mace, Mo Weitian's expression remained unchanged, and the mace in his hand took the initiative to meet it.

"Boom!"

The long whip collided with the mace, and a wave composed of a mixture of spiritual power and magic power spread out in all directions, and the heads of the immortal sects in the Great Scattered Continent saw that the waves changed color one after another, and hurriedly dodged each other.

If the wave hits any person who cultivates in the Four Realms just now, he will be seriously injured if he doesn't die, and the Spirit Holy Land, as one of the three holy places in the Great Scattered Continent, has its own uniqueness, Zhou Ruohe and Mo Weitian's first blow is just a temptation, and the two of them each retreated.

Zhou Ruohe frowned slightly, although it was a temptation, but his blow was still more than the full strength of the monk of the Cloud Climbing Realm, Zhou Ruohe took a deep breath, because of the reason of the pacification of the barbarian strategy, the Duobao Holy Land has gained the upper hand in the reputation of this witch barbarian invasion of Nanxu, and today he was the first to make the first move, just to kill this barbarian and raise the power of the Spirit Holy Land.

Zhou Ruohe held the whip in one hand and formed a strange spell in the other, and the demon beast under his feet suddenly let out a miserable scream, and Zhou Ruohe's momentum slowly began to climb at this moment.

"Borrow spirits!"

Yao Rentian was slightly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect Zhou Ruohe to use the stunt of the Spirit Holy Land as soon as he came up, the Spirit Holy Land was good at raising demon beasts, and there was a set of exercises that could absorb the power of the demon beast into himself, the demon beast under Zhou Ruohe's feet was already the peak of the fourth order, and he was only one step away from being able to advance to the fifth order, at this moment after Zhou Ruohe absorbed the power of the spirit beast under his feet, his momentum reached the peak, he picked up the green whip again, and his body turned into a streamer and rushed towards Mo Weitian.

Mo Weitian is not afraid, pick up the mace and fly towards Yao Rentian, Yao Rentian uses the green whip as his magic weapon, and has already made it superb, although Mo Weitian's mace skills are few, but every move and style are thick and stable, the two have fought for hundreds of rounds, but it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Lin Chen on the side was extremely disappointed, it stands to reason that Mo Weitian is already a high-level cultivator, and he didn't use his magic powers to resist the enemy, but instead went to compete with this Mo Weitian martial arts like a mortal, which is really putting the cart before the horse.

"This is not the immortal cultivator in my heart......"

Lin Chen muttered to himself, but as soon as his words fell, Dao Twelve's voice sounded in his head, "What about the immortal cultivator in your heart?"

Lin Chen's face changed, and when he looked up, he found that Dao Twelve did not look at him, nor did he speak, his eyes were half on the second leader of the Witch God Temple, and half on Zhou Ruohe's battle.

"You don't need to look at it, you don't need to speak, although you are a physical cultivator, there is still a trace of spiritual power in the spiritual platform, you concentrate your energy, urge this spiritual power to express what you want to say, I can naturally hear it. ”

After listening to this, Lin Chen did according to what Dao Twelve said, and sure enough, he felt the change in the spiritual power in his spiritual platform, "Shouldn't a cultivator have many magical spells?

"It seems that you have some misunderstanding about cultivators. ”

"Misunderstanding? impossible, if not, how different are you from mortals?"

"Although the cultivator can use magic powers, it takes time to cast spells, if two monks are facing each other, they can naturally compare whose magic powers are powerful, but the barbarian Zhou Ruohe faced will not give him this spell casting time, so he can only look for opportunities like this. ”

"I see!" Lin Chen nodded secretly, Zhou Ruohe had beaten Lin Chen into Nanxu with one palm before, although Lin Chen hated it very much, if it was somewhere else, Lin Chen wished he would die quickly, but now no matter what his motive was, he was indeed fighting for the human race and the barbarians, Lin Chen actually wanted him to win at this moment, after all, this was a matter of life and death for Nanxu and even the entire Terran race.

With Dao Twelve's answer, Lin Chen looked at the battle between Zhou Ruohe and Mo Weitian again, and it was very clear, it was not that Zhou Ruohe didn't want to cast magical spells, but that he didn't have this opportunity at all, whenever he was ready to cast a spell, Mo Weitian's attack could always attack at the right time, causing Zhou Ruohe to stop and avoid the attack.

"Wouldn't it be very disadvantageous for a monk to fight against a human enemy, and if he encountered someone who was fast enough, wouldn't the cultivator not be able to defeat even a mortal?"

"Theoretically, it is true!" Dao Twelve didn't expect Lin Chen to ask such a question, and couldn't help but glance at it, "If a cultivator cultivates to a high level or has a powerful body and Dao technique, its speed is difficult for mortals to match in any case, but if he doesn't practice his own body method well this week, and the cultivation realm is similar to that barbarian, he has never been able to distance himself, so he has fallen into a bitter battle, boy, you remember, ten thousand laws return to the sect, no matter which first-class sect, speed is the most important." ”

"Thank you seniors for your advice!" Lin Chen nodded secretly, what Dao Twelve said was not unreasonable, under the influence of countless Xianxia novels, Lin Chen's heart would be too mythical about cultivators, if they were really invincible in the world, how could there be such an existence as a martial cultivator, a Confucian cultivator or even a witch barbarian?

The battle continued, but Zhou Ruohe was not a physical cultivator after all, although he had certain combat skills, he could not be compared with a barbarian like Mo Weitian who specialized in cultivating the physical body, half an hour passed, Zhou Ruohe gradually fell into the disadvantage, even if it was Lin Chen, a rookie who cultivated the first-order body, he gradually saw that it would not be long before Zhou Ruo would be defeated.

What Lin Chen can know, Zhou Ruohe naturally knows, he has been waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a chance that he can give Mo Weitian a fatal blow, he is a cultivator, every monk who has stepped through the cloud climbing realm and reached the virtual realm will realize a magical power, and after climbing the clouds, he will realize the divine power, and then he will be counted as a void.

Zhou Ruohe's supernatural power is hidden in his left arm, Mo Weitian is looking for an opportunity to get close to Zhou Ruohe, Zhou Ruohe didn't find another chance to get close to Mo Weitian? Now the opportunity has come, with the passage of time, Zhou Ruohe is resisting more and more hard, Mo Weitian is getting more and more excited, his mace is smashing faster and faster, he is getting closer and closer to Zhou Ruohe, no one notices that the third vertical eye between his eyebrows suddenly turned up.

Now is the time!

Zhou Ruohe and Mo Weitian roared in their hearts at the same time, and Zhou Ruohe's left arm was already close to Mo Weitian's forehead.

"Demonize!"

As Zhou Ruohe's voice fell, his left arm was covered by pitch-black scales, his five fingers instantly turned into sharp claws, and Zhou Ruohe's left hand hit Mo Weitian's forehead with a cyan aura.

"Eye of the Witch God!"

Mo Weitian also shouted, and a palpitating voice suddenly came from Mo Weitian......