A Jing Tianwei fell to the ground injured and scolded loudly: "You guys...... You are lawless! Demon cult demons, it's not good...... Dead ......"

Before the words fell, he was stabbed to death by a sword from the Demon Sect.

The leader of the Demon Sect Eagle Protector carried a big bronze bell on his shoulder, and ran towards the stone bridge with a swift walk, and the catcher who guarded the gate wanted to step forward to stop it, but was directly blown away by the big bell for several feet, only to see a rainbow halo flashing slightly behind the head of the Eagle Protector, and everyone suddenly changed color, and gave way one after another, but they didn't expect that he had also reached the realm of Yingtian.

The Demon Sect disciples laughed, and followed the Dharma Protector on a rampage.

The ugly twin ghosts who walked at the end of the demon sect army slapped the rushing Shushan disciples to the ground, laughing unscrupulously.

At this time, a thin disciple rushed out of the beggar gang, holding a knife and slashing at the fat-faced yin ghost with hatred, and he shouted: "You demons, return my eldest brother's life." ”

The fat-faced yin ghost sneered and slapped the long knife in the hand of the beggar gang disciple, and then knocked him to the ground with a punch, and walked up very proudly and stepped on the chest of the beggar gang disciple, and shouted viciously: "Who else?

The unscrupulousness of the Demon Sect and the helplessness of the disciples of all factions.

The army of the Demon Cult flew through the crowd, the fat-faced yin ghost laughed arrogantly, he was about to kill the beggar gang disciples under his feet, a fiery red light and shadow suddenly fell from the sky, and the cloak behind him flew in the air like a roaring fire dragon, exuding a terrifying aura like a hell demon.

Before the two of them could react, they were stunned and seriously injured by a sharp palm wind, and they were afraid that they would not live long if they didn't die.

The Flame Demon laughed, the crowd chaotic, and the decency was overwhelmed.

This person is Yi Shaotian, he summoned the Demon Armor Suit, at this time he was wearing the Flame Demon Armor and the Demon Cloak, wearing a Ghost Fire Mask on his face, stepping on the Devil's Battle Boots, and the Ghost Head Fist Armor in his hand was emitting a fierce black flame, and the whole person exuded an evil aura and a terrifying coercion.

A Kunlun disciple rushed towards Yi Shaotian with a long sword, but as soon as he saw his terrifying ghost fire mask and demonic arrogance, he was suddenly stunned, Yi Shaotian was like a devil who had just crawled out of hell at this time.

The faces of the disciples of various factions were as frightened as earth.

However, Yi Shaotian did not do anything to them, but got into the army of the Demon Sect, and those Demon Sect disciples who had just unscrupulously hurt people were being beaten out one by one, not only were they stunned, but they also lost their martial arts.

At this time, I saw a panting young man riding a tall horse at the foot of the mountain from a distance, holding a big flag, and quickly whipped up.

Someone shouted: "It's the people from Tianjimen who have arrived." ”

"They'll always be the last to arrive. ”

"Hurry up, hurry up, find them to pay back!"

"They still have money to pay back? The first old man in the rivers and lakes, I heard that the head of the family has run away. ”

"Lao Tzu squatted at their mountain gate for a month, and he didn't see Zhao Zhangmen come back. ”

"You've been hiding incognito, haven't you?"

"I really can't imagine that the once glorious Tianji Gate has now fallen to this, it's sad. ”

Yi Shaotian took advantage of the chaos, collected the breath of the Demon Armor Flame, and followed the Demon Sect army towards the Ethereal Mountain.

Due to the chaos of the scene and his extremely fast speed, no one noticed that it was he who instantly shot away dozens of arrogant Demon Sect disciples, and thought that something strange had happened.

The way he is now, the disciples of the Demon Sect can't tell the difference, and they think that it is a noble senior master in the sect, and some people even recognize him as the ancestor of the Demon Sect and kowtow to him.

The group crossed the kilometer-long stone bridge and stopped when they came to the ethereal mountain pass.

Under the command of the Heavenly Eagle Protector, the disciples of the Demon Sect shouted the slogan in unison: "The magic power of the Divine Sect is boundless, the sect leader is invincible in the world, the Dharma Protector is powerful, and the disciples are all over the world......"

After shouting three times, a black-robed altar master beside the Heavenly Eagle Protector said in a loud voice, "Everyone put on their masks and prepare to enter the mountain. ”

And they came prepared.

Thousands of Demon Sect disciples took out strange masks from their bosoms and put them on their faces, covering their mouths and noses, with strange shapes, as if they were devices that could filter the poisonous gas of the mountain.

Under the leadership of the Dharma Protector, the disciples of the Demon Sect began to enter the mountain in a mighty way, climbing the steep stone steps in the mist.

Yi Shaotian looked around, and saw a wide ancient road hidden in the depths of the mist, extending all the way to the mountain peak, and he didn't know where it led.

Under the shroud of mist, the vision of the majestic mountain is extremely narrow, and the line of sight is only one foot, and it is impossible to investigate the situation in the mountain at all, so everyone can only walk along the ancient road.

The army soon stopped, because it had not gone far, and the ancient road was divided into three, and it was not known where it led.

"The detachment goes, and when it encounters a situation, it will send a signal to notify at any time. ”

The voice of the Aquila Protector resounded in the air.

The sound startled a strange flying beast.

These fogs contain schizophrenic gas, which, while not immediately fatal, can confuse and confuse people's minds.

Although some Demon Sect disciples with extremely poor skills wore masks, they still couldn't bear the pain of mental torture, and suddenly fell to the ground and rolled or howled and foamed, after all, the spiritual poisonous fog was not completely entered through breathing, and it could also interfere with people's mental brains in a chaotic manner, making people numb and sluggish and frequent.

Yi Shaotian was not affected by the spiritual poisonous gas, but these spiritual powers were purified by the flower of the heavenly sea and classified as used, he secretly rejoiced, you must know that the spiritual power that can be refined and returned to the used heaven is not cast by people, it should be a kind of spiritual force, emitted by pills or strange divine grasses, not by human beings who cultivate it after tomorrow.

Due to the large number of people and frequent anomalies, the Demon Cult army has become very slow.

In front of him, the trees and flowers were all withered, and there were some bones and dried blood stains everywhere.

Some strange beasts lurking in the darkness are ready to move.

When they smelled the breath of humans, they rushed out of the dark caverns and rushed towards the demon cult army, and the mountain continued to hear terrifying screams and desperate fights.

Yi Shaotian swept towards a mountain peak alone, his eyes glowed with a pale blue light, and he could clearly see the distant scenery through the mist, and his field of vision reached a distance of thousands of meters, and he didn't seem to be affected much.

He flapped his wings like a bird flying in the sky, swept over a mountain peak, and suddenly his vision broadened, and a towering rolling mountain appeared in front of him, and the towering peaks were inserted into the clouds like three fingers.

The sea of clouds is rushing and the black mist is swirling, and the sound of wind and ghosts crying and wolf howling is heard from time to time in the mountains, revealing a mysterious and strange dangerous atmosphere.

Yi Shaotian swept towards the peak of the mountain range without hesitation.

The fog in front of him became thicker, and the spiritual poisonous gas rushed from the sky layer after layer like a stormy wave.

In the depths of the fog, the wind howl of the riot was deafening, and a large number of poisonous fog storms swept off the sand and rocks like thousands of horses galloping, and the ground cracked and the mountains collapsed where the storm swept away.