As if they had made an appointment at the same time, the moment the prohibition was opened, Xu Shu opened his mouth and spit out a silver-gray sword pill, turning into a stream of sword light and shooting towards those disciples of the Diyan Sect who were still refining the colorful pheasant dung. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Let's go!" The sword pill spit out Xu Shu didn't look at it anymore, and his body flashed and rushed towards the inner door of the Spirit Worm Gate.

"Despicable!" Chen Immortal also happened to take out a talisman at this time, and when he saw the sword pill flying out, he couldn't help but curse, and he wanted to resist this sword pill when he took back the talisman.

Unexpectedly, there was a shout from behind: "Brother Chen, rush up, I'll stop them!"

Chen Buxuan heard that this was Mo Yangyun's voice, and he was overjoyed in his heart, and with a push of his hand, he threw the almost colored pheasant feces that had been refined around him towards the position of the remaining disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect, and rushed towards the inner gate of the Spirit Insect Sect.

A series of seven or eight figures rushed into the inner door of the Spirit Insect Gate, but Mo Yangyun sacrificed the Qingyang Sword and blocked the sword light in the sky.

"Brother Mo, why did we rush in, aren't you afraid that the benefits will be robbed by the people of the Yuanyang Sword Sect and the Diyan Sect?" Behind him, Su Hui asked with a cloudy face.

"Hehe, Brother Su, you may not know that this time the six sects are smaller than the Yuanyang Sword Sect and suffered a big loss under the hands of the Diyan Sect, the two of them rushed in first and didn't fight to the death, I only need to go in a little late......"

Su Hui's eyes lit up, and he said in admiration: "Brother Mo is high." ”

Sima Wei, who was not far away, saw the movements of the Diyan Sect and the Qingyang Sect, his face couldn't help but change, and he shouted: "The Yuanyang Sword Sect wants the disciples of the Cold Wind Ridge to obey the order, and immediately rush in!"

At this time, there were more than thirty disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect left, plus more than ten people from their Cold Wind Ridge, if they counted the number of people, they would not be weaker than the four sect alliances on the opposite side. Even in the high-level combat power, it is much stronger than them.

As long as everyone can rush in in a short time, they can suppress the four alliances with the advantage of numbers.

"Rush in!" The female disciple surnamed Chen of the Yuanyang Sword Sect stared at her, she also discovered the chaos in this place, and without saying a word, she raised her sword to destroy the rocks at the foot of the black giant mountain, and split a path by herself and rushed up.

"Damn!" Mo Yangyun scolded in a low voice, and he didn't have time to explain, so he hurriedly signaled the disciples of the Earth Yan Sect and the disciples of the Qingyang Sect to rush forward.

"Woo woo woo ......" The sound of ghosts crying wolves suddenly appeared, and I saw the Sima Wei at the foot of the mountain holding a pitch-black and tattered black banner with both hands, shaking it incessantly.

With the continuous infusion of his spiritual power, a large number of demon beasts and monks' souls continued to appear in the black flag, rushing towards the direction of the four sects including the Earth Yan Sect.

"Soul Flag! Damn, when did this Sima Wei collect the souls of so many monks!"

"That's ...... Isn't that Senior Brother Ma, Senior Brother Ma's soul was actually received into the spirit banner by Sima Yi!"

"Sima Wei, you should die! No wonder there are so many monks in the land of trials who died in an unknown way, it turns out that they were all killed by you!"

When this spirit banner appeared, many of the disciples' faces changed drastically, and they all found their fellow disciples and brothers from this wandering soul. Even, many of the souls released in this soul conjuring banner were disciples of their Cold Wind Ridge and Yuanyang Sword Sect!

"Hey, hey, fellow disciples and fellow Daoists of the Yuanyang Sword Sect, the place of this trial is something that the ancestors of the two sects of you and me are bound to obtain, so when will you wait if you don't rush at this time!"

Sima Yi said in a gloomy face and in a low voice, this soul banner was practiced by himself with great difficulty, and he took advantage of the six sects in the place of this trial to collect a lot of monk souls, as long as he stayed for a few years to concentrate on refining and refining all the souls in this soul banner, how could his strength be doubled?

At that time, there will be hundreds of dead souls of monks in this spirit flag, even if it is a monk in the foundation building period, he is not afraid!

"Hmph!" A cold snort came, and I saw that at this time, the female monk surnamed Chen, who was the leader of the Yuanyang Sword Sect, said coldly: "Sima Daoyou, this is the matter, I hope that Brother Sima will give my Yuanyang Sword Sect disciple an explanation!"

"Fairy Chen, rest assured, the disciples of your sect and my disciples of the Cold Wind Ridge in this soul conjuring banner will not move a single hair, and after the old man leaves this spirit insect gate, he will return it as it is!"

Sima Yi shouted loudly while following closely behind the disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect. Under the effect of the Conjuring Flag, hundreds of Wang Hao, who had the lowest cultivation level and was also in the middle stage of Qi cultivation, rushed out and surrounded the monks of the three sects of the Earth Yan Sect, the Qingyang Sect, and the Purple Smoke Valley. In desperation, most of the disciples of these three sects could only stop and hinder these revenants.

Fortunately, these monks' souls had just been transformed into revenant souls, and their strength was not high, and at most they could only send out low-level spells such as ghost fire and ghost roar, which did not cause much damage to the disciples of these three sects.

However, their speed slowed down for this reason, and they could only watch as the disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect and the Cold Wind Ridge walked farther and farther.

However, at this moment, there were suddenly bursts of roars and screams at the foot of the mountain, and I saw that the circle of giant pine formations that had been matured by Zhen Songyu's disciples that originally ran across the foot of the mountain continued to collapse in the rumbling sound.

The folding fan in the hand of Na Ning Zhichen kept waving, sending out dozens of huge wind blades, cutting down the giant trees one by one. Without the obstruction of the giant tree, the surrounding Soul Eater Worms seemed to burst the embankment and poured down.

"Ning Zhichen, you are crazy!" Seeing this situation, it was not only Sima Wei, but even Mo Yangyun, Lan He and others exclaimed.

"Hey, hey, hey, since you won't let me feel better, I will never let you go!" After Ning Zhichen led the disciples of Zhensongyu to destroy the defensive formation, only seven or eight of Zhensongyu's disciples were all standing together, and a pine needle leaf appeared in each hand, and spiritual power rushed in.

"Hahaha, Brother Mo, Brother Lan, I'll take the first step for my brother. Perhaps, you have to thank me!" After Ning Zhichen finished speaking, he threw the pine needles in his hand into the sky, and the remaining seven or eight Zhen Songyu disciples also followed Ning Zhichen's example and threw the pine needles out of their hands.

Suddenly, the pale green light emitted by the nine pine needles slowly fused together, turning into a huge pine needle more than three zhang long, wrapping the only nine people left in Zhensongyu together, turning into a sharp arrow and rushing towards the top of the black giant mountain.

"Hahaha, senior brothers, it's time to take a step ahead for your brother!" In the green arrow, Ning Zhichen's voice came, accompanied by a merciless smile from the other Zhen Songyu disciples.

"Damn, isn't there a formation ban from the Spirit Worm Gate here, how could there be a flying magic weapon appearing!" As soon as Sima Wei's voice fell, there were waves in the sky.

"Boom!" A bright silver bolt of lightning suddenly appeared from the sky and slashed at the green pine needle in mid-air. But the pine needles only shook violently, and then rushed towards the top of the hill again.

"Complete sets of magic weapons, Zhen Songyu is really generous, even such precious things are willing to be used by his disciples!"

"Flying magic weapons, and complete sets of flying magic weapons?"

The monks below were talking, and the clouds in the sky changed again, as if they were angered by the pine needle flying on the mountain, and dozens of huge silver lightning bolts appeared in succession, and they hit the huge pine needle one after another.

Finally, when the last lightning dissipated, the green aura on the surface of the pine needle gradually disappeared, and a series of nine figures fell from the air in embarrassment.

"Buzzing ......" At this time, another chaotic roar came, and I saw that countless soul devouring insects at the foot of the mountain were not blocked by the giant pine, and they were surging towards the mountain like a tide.

However, what everyone was surprised by was that instead of the direction of the attack of this group of Spirit Devouring Insects, which was slightly closer to them, the four sects were united, but instead rushed towards the disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect and the Cold Wind Ridge.

"Damn, Chen Buxian, Ning Zhichen, the old man can't spare you!" Seeing this scene, Sima Wei, whose eyes changed greatly, looked up to the sky and roared angrily!