How strong are the ninety-nine innate masters united? I'm afraid no one can imagine.

Since Xiao Qianli entered the WTO, he has fought in the south and the north, and he has encountered many tough opponents, and even the martial arts masters who have been killed and injured in his hands have far exceeded the number of palms, which can be called the most brilliant Xuanmen power in recent years.

In front of him, an ordinary innate master is not even the enemy of one of his moves. In the past, how famous were the eight deacons of Jinshan Temple? All of them were golden monks who had achieved great cultivation, but they were killed cleanly by his "Liuhe Duzun" move; it was the four old monks who were the head of the class, and the lowest was also the power of the golden body and the double exposition of the teachings, and they burned their lives to launch the Qimen Formation "Kuliya Bodhi Great Array", which was also destroyed by the sword of the "Seven Star Gongrui" under the blessing of "Breaking the Firmament".

The eight innate masters are not Xiao Qianli's opponents, but what if the ninety-nine people join forces?

Relying on the subtlety of the system, the profound internal force cultivation superimposed by countless mental methods is the confidence of Xiao Qianli to defeat the masters of returning to the void with the innate realm many times. Now that he has successfully reached the realm of the Void and the Netherworld with the help of the task reward, he has more five Thunder Soul Beads in his body, and in terms of skill, I am afraid that there are few people in the world who can compare.

But quantitative change causes qualitative change, and ants bite more elephants to death, even if Xia Qinghe is a congenital in the former abandoned sword villa, he will also be chased by thousands of elite cavalry, not to mention that nearly a hundred innate have joined forces now?

What's more, after the successive fierce battles against the two top masters, the Great Elder of Fire Worship and Lin Donglai, Xiao Qianli's heavy loss was the only one in his life. The true qi in the body was consumed, and the power of the stars in the sea of consciousness was all lost, and Zhou Tianxingdou was like a dead silence, even if he didn't even emit the slightest light. Even the motherhood of all things that turned into yin and yang fish is only a wisp left, not to mention fighting with an opponent of the same level, even if it is an ordinary innate good hand, he can also kill him with one palm.

From the beginning of his return, Xiao Qianli has been constantly attracting the power of the stars to cultivate, and now he has finally restored the motherhood of all things, and with all kinds of wonderful uses, he can barely fight with the innate masters.

He jokingly gave credit to Song Shujian, but in fact, Song Shujian had already seen through his reality and didn't want to embarrass him, so he stepped forward. The two know each other, and there is no need to be polite, "How can there be a good name in the world like 'hidden phase'?" If Song Shujian has a good reputation, it is not the almost invincible "hidden phase" in the north!

Only a foot-tall flame burned silently in the chamber, and ninety-nine members of the Ming Sect who had lost their minds and had been refined by the secret method of worshipping fire came out in a row—now all they had left was the instinct to fight, and to obey the orders of those who possessed the secret method of the sacred fire.

Cyrus walked at the end, looked back, and saw that the stone cave was scattered everywhere with red gas, knowing that this was the remnant of the air scattered after the holy fire was started, he thought for a while, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a gust of wind rose on the ground, grabbed all the red gas in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and swallowed it in one gulp.

He swallowed the red gas, and suddenly his face contorted, as if he was in great pain, and after a while, he returned to normal, and hurried out of the cave.

Cyrus had just walked around a corner, and at a glance he saw Lin Donglai standing there quietly with his back to him, and immediately bowed down and said, "What else does the sect leader command?"

Lin Donglai glanced back at him, and said in a deep voice: "Leave a useful body!"

Cyrus knew that the sect leader's martial arts were superb, and the small move just now would definitely not be able to hide from him, so he shook his head and said: "If it really comes to that point, as a right envoy, it is right to be martyred!"

Lin Donglai's lips moved, as if he was about to say something, hesitated for a moment, but didn't say a word, just turned around and patted Cyrus on the shoulder, and strode out of the secret room.

Xiao Qianli and Song Shujian traveled very fast, and there were empty altars and buildings everywhere along the way, Song Shujian sighed: "The Qingdi is really a generation of outstanding people, and after only a few years, he has actually broken through a huge foundation. Even if it is with the help of Persia, it is extremely difficult. ”

In front of it is a huge square, which is obviously the place where the Mingjiao sect members sacrifice and gather, and there are more than 100 people standing in the square, one by one holding a sword, murderous.

Song Shujian looked back and smiled: "The Blue Emperor's skills are poor! Presumably this is the last altar keeper of the Ming Sect......"

Xiao Qianli was silent with a smile at first, but when he saw the appearance of the hundred people, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and shouted in a low voice: "Mr. Song, be careful!"

Song Shujian knew that Xiao Qianli never spoke falsely, so he looked at it at the moment and saw that there was no trace of true qi leaking out of these hundred people, and it seemed that there was nothing unusual. After taking a closer look, he couldn't help but be shocked: "How is it possible? How can the Ming Sect still have such a force?"

Lin Donglai and Cyrus stepped out of the main hall, stood in the ancient hall at the end of the procession, and saluted Lin Xiqi in unison: "I have seen the sect leader!

The two of them each returned the salute, and Cyrus took two steps back to get out of the way.

Lin Donglai stepped forward proudly, his eyes fell on Xiao Qianli, and he sighed: "Xiao Zhangjiao, if it weren't for you sitting in Kunlun, Mingjiao would have been sitting in the Central Plains by now." Isn't the road to the East so difficult?"

Xiao Qianli looked at Lin Donglai, shook his head and said, "That sentence, now I will return it to you!"

Lin Donglai's eyes flashed, and the "sentence" mentioned by the Pure Yang Sect was naturally "If it weren't for each other's hostility, you and I might be good friends and confidants." He sighed and said, "After all, it is creation that makes people ......."

Xiao Qianli was rarely silent for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "This must be the last battle!"

Lin Donglai suddenly smiled and nodded, "Maybe it's-"

Hearing the sect leader say this, Cyrus took a step forward and shouted, "Rise up!"

I only heard the swords striking each other, and the ninety-nine people burst into cheers at the same time, jumped forward, and their eyes were full of swords for a while, but it was just a mistake, and they had already surrounded Xiao Qianli and Song Shujian.

One person struck with two swords, and with a loud bang, ninety-eight Mingjiao members scattered, either forward or backward, and the formation was uncertain. Everyone pointed at the ground with scimitars, and a pair of dark eyes stared at the two people in the formation, silent.

I saw Cyrus bow to Lin Donglai and strode towards the formation, Lin Xi and Gu Xuanzhong wanted to pull him, but when they saw him, they shook their heads and said in a deep voice: "If I am still the right envoy of the Ming Sect, don't stop me!"

Gu Xuanzhong was suddenly dumbfounded, hesitated for a moment, took a step back, Lin Xi turned his head, and his eyes were full of tears.

Cyrus walked into the great array, pulled out two scimitars from behind him, and shouted: "The battle of life and death in the Ming Sect lies here! Everyone, listen to my orders!"

With a wave of his right hand in the air, the blade slashed through the wind, and the sound was humming for a long time.

The members of the Ming Sect sensed that he was permeated with the power of the Holy Fire Secret Method, and at that moment, they each swung their scimitars, and one hundred and ninety-eight blades swept back and forth, causing a gust of wind to form a network of light, which was really amazing.