Mo Ye made his way forward, avoiding the area where the battle was taking place. What he has to do now is to leave this stronghold of the Ten Thousand Evil Alliance as soon as possible, and he can't make an easy move.

With the help of the one-time teleportation circle given to him by Kelvin, he was able to reach the edge of the stronghold of the Ten Thousand Evil Alliance in a very short time after leaving the worm room.

Now, even if someone finds out that he has left the worm chamber, it will be too late to catch up with him.

Soon, Mo Ye came to the border of the stronghold of the Ten Thousand Evil Alliance. At this moment, a huge blood-colored wall of light had already risen on this border, extending to both sides, enclosing the entire Ten Thousand Evil Alliance strongholds.

There were evil cultivators standing on the wall of light, constantly attacking the outside of the wall of light.

Strong spiritual power fluctuations are constantly coming from that direction.

The wall of light withstood the attacks of the monks from the outside world, and it shook constantly, but it showed no signs of collapsing.

Mo Ye was a little puzzled, if this wall of light was really so strong, then what was the battle fluctuation he felt just now?

Mo Ye didn't know that this wall of light was only raised after some Yunzhou monks rushed in, and the purpose was to separate and exterminate these attacking Yunzhou monks.

Mo Ye looked at the wall of light and fell into deep thought.

The protective ability of this wall of light is too strong, and with his strength, it is impossible to open a gap from this side to get out. To do this, you have to join forces with other people.

"In that case, we'll have to go over!" Mo Ye began to turn back, rushing towards the battle area he had felt before.

"Xu Daoyou, what should we do, we can't hold it for too long!" a Yunzhou monk said anxiously.

At this moment, the eight of them were facing an attack from more than twenty evil cultivators of the same level.

The other party's attacks were too violent, and they tried their best to resist them.

After a while, their spiritual power will be depleted, and their defenses will no longer be able to be used.

"We must persevere, we can't just give up!" said the monk surnamed Xu, gritting his teeth, "The others will definitely be able to break through that wall of light in a short period of time!"

As soon as the wall of light is breached, their companions will be able to quickly come to their aid.

"You guys are naïve!" At this time, the evil cultivators who attacked them laughed.

"This wall of light took a large number of monks in the alliance more than half a year to build, how could it be broken by you in a short period of time?"

Hearing these words, their hearts immediately cooled, and their defenses began to decline.

While these people were distracted, the evil cultivators of the Ten Thousand Evil Alliance immediately increased their attack.

The faces of the monks in Yunzhou changed greatly, and they immediately reacted and wanted to make amends.

However, the evil cultivators of the Ten Thousand Evil Alliance were obviously unwilling to let go of this great opportunity, and the attacks they sent out quickly became more and more fierce.

Soon, a gap began to appear in the defenses arranged by the Yunzhou monks.

Following this gap, the evil cultivators of the Ten Thousand Evil Alliance quickly crushed the defenses they had arranged.

All the evil cultivators of the Ten Thousand Evil Alliance had a hideous smile on their faces, as if they had seen the scene of these people in front of them falling under the weapons in their hands.

The monks of Yunzhou showed despair on their faces. However, soon, a look of madness appeared in the eyes of many people, and the aura on their bodies completely burst out, trying to fight for their lives against these evil cultivators of the Ten Thousand Evil Alliance.

Seeing this scene, one of the Ten Thousand Evil Alliance cultivators smiled disdainfully, and the long knife in his hand quickly slashed forward.

The flash of the knife directly cut off the head of one of them.

The beheaded monk had wide eyes and a look of disbelief on his face, unable to believe that the man in front of him could kill him in such a short time.

After cutting off his head, this Ten Thousand Evil Alliance cultivator sneered again. A sword qi flew out, destroying the falling skull, and destroying the divine soul that existed in it.

Witnessing the fall of one of his companions, the eyes of the rest of the Yunzhou monks who were still alive began to dim.

They understand that they have no chance.

"Haha, who will be next?" After killing one person, the evil cultivator began to laugh wildly, and the sword burst out from the long knife in his hand.

But suddenly, a sword aura flashed and entered the back of his head. When the sword qi pierced out, it had already left a bloody hole between his eyebrows.

"I ......" The look in his eyes began to dim rapidly.

Seeing this, the rest of the evil cultivators who were watching from the sidelines were all shocked in their hearts and looked behind them in a panic.

I saw a young man in white, rushing towards them with a terrifying spiritual pressure.

"Ten of you go and deal with these people, and the rest of you will deal with him with me!" said the evil cultivator who had the strongest cultivation among them, looking at Mo Ye's expression full of solemnity.

He could feel that the aura emanating from Mo Ye's body was completely above him. If he fights alone, he will be the one who suffers in the end.

The remaining seven Yunzhou monks, it was more than enough for them to send ten people to deal with them. As for Mo Ye's side, there are still twelve people left on their side, and the twelve people join forces to deal with a monk at the peak of the Spiritual Realm, is it possible to fail?

Moreover, the strength of their side should not be underestimated. In addition to him, there are three other people who also have the cultivation of the peak of the Spirit Realm. And the rest of the monks are all in the late stage of the Enlightenment Realm.

The eight late-stage cultivators of the Enlightenment Realm instantly split into two groups and formed two battle formations. The terrifying coercion also began to rise from the two battle arrays.

When Mo Ye saw this, he immediately turned the Xingchen Jue into action. Majestic starry sky spiritual power poured out from the star seal and began to circulate in his body.

Mo Ye's body also appeared with a faint glow at this time.

"Up!" The two evil cultivators at the peak of the Spiritual Realm rushed out first, meeting the ink night.

Mo Ye quickly swung the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and several sword qi slashed out, hitting these two evil cultivators.

Feeling the momentum contained in these sword qi, the two immediately stopped the idea of attacking and turned to defense.

The sword qi continued to tear at the two of them, gradually wearing away the defenses on their bodies.

Feeling that the spiritual power of the spiritual sea in their bodies was flowing rapidly, a trace of shock flashed on the faces of the two.

At this time, a sword light flashed, crushing all the sword qi around them.

"It's really not easy!" said the strongest man on the evil cultivator side.

Through the sword just now, he also had a clearer understanding of Mo Ye's strength.

"Wang Jiu, do you think we can get rid of him?" asked one of the people beside him, his expression solemn.

"About fifty or sixty percent!" Wang Jiu said.

"Join forces, no one is allowed to act alone!" Wang Jiu immediately issued an order to everyone around him.

After receiving Wang Jiu's instructions, they all began to obey seriously. If they don't know how to cooperate at this time, they are likely to be the next to fall and die.

At this time, Mo Ye had already rushed in front of them.

Under the urging of Xingchen Jue, Mo Ye's strength has been greatly improved.

Mo Ye blasted forward with a punch, and the huge fist wind stirred, and then quickly pressed towards these evil cultivators.

In the face of this fist wind, these evil cultivators felt as if they had encountered a big mountain, and there was no possibility of stopping it at all.

"Joint attack!" At this time, Wang Jiu snorted coldly, causing those who were afraid to see the fist wind to immediately sober up.

The twelve evil cultivators began to mobilize their respective spiritual powers, and one attack after another began to hit the fist wind that was pressing on them in front of them.

Under the combined attack of the twelve, the power of the fist wind also began to decay rapidly.

Seeing this, everyone was happy. The opponent's attack, with the combined efforts of their twelve monks, was really nothing.

"Be careful!" Suddenly, one of the cultivators let out an exclamation.

Everyone's hearts jumped, because Mo Ye had disappeared from the place where he had been, out of their sight.

"Here!" a voice sounded from behind them.

Along with the sound, there was an incomparably strong fluctuation.

The starry sky spiritual power in Mo Ye's body began to continuously converge towards the Qingfeng Sword in his hand at this time.

Under the convergence of the spiritual power of the starry sky, powerful fluctuations were generated, and bits of starlight began to emerge on the body of the Qingfeng sword.

"Slash!"

The purple sword light flashed, rapidly elongating in the air, enveloping the twelve evil cultivators in front of him.

"It's over!" Seeing his gaze turn purple, such a thought flashed through the hearts of many evil cultivators.

Huge wounds began to appear on their bodies. Then, blood began to gush frantically from these wounds.

One by one, the evil cultivators fell on their backs, and the aura on their bodies began to dissipate rapidly.

Those who hadn't fallen under the attack of this sword were only three evil cultivators at the peak of the Spirit Realm.

The three evil cultivators all have extremely powerful talisman treasures on their bodies. That's why they survived the terrifying sword just now.

"This sword has gone beyond the realm of the Spirit Realm!" Wang Jiu's face showed no signs of subsiding from the extreme shock.

"Actually not dead?" Mo Ye was also a little surprised.

This is already his strongest killing move, this killing move, facing the monks of the half-step Spirit Liquid Realm, has an extremely strong deterrent power, and it is naturally more than enough to deal with the monks of the Spirit Realm.

These three people did not die under his sword, probably because they had some kind of powerful defensive treasure on their bodies.

Mo Ye urged his body to move, and instantly approached in front of them, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand was raised again.

Although the three of them took Mo Ye's strongest killing move and did not fall under the power of that sword, the situation inside their bodies had become very bad. Now it was extremely difficult for them to even move half a step, let alone dodge the next attack that Mo Ye was about to send.

A look of despair flashed on the faces of the three of them, and they could only watch as the Qingfeng Sword in Mo Ye's hand was getting closer and closer to them.