When everyone in the righteous path heard this, they couldn't help but look at their arms, and it was okay not to look at them, but when they saw it, they couldn't help but scream. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info only saw a black line on the left arm, I don't know when a black line suddenly appeared, I didn't look at it when I was unconscious, when I looked at it, I suddenly felt hot like hot oil, and the disciples who practiced lightly had already appeared dizzy.

This situation was contagious, and many young disciples of the various sects of the Righteous Path suddenly collapsed, leaving only a few people with deep cultivation, such as Song Piaoxue, Ying Xiaomin, Yi Xingyun, and Shanming, who were still struggling to fight against the poison in their bodies.

Yang Wentian and the other heads of the three factions and the elders of the sect had already discovered that something was wrong in their bodies, only to see that the light blue light on Yang Wentian's face flashed a few times, but he walked towards the people of the Demon Sect step by step, and the "Drinking Dragon Sword" in his hand was Lan Mang, and said coldly to the wind: "Fengsha, if your means are these, then today is the time for you to confer the head."

The expression on Feng Sha's face remained unchanged, but he was slightly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that after a hundred years of not seeing, this Yang Wentian cultivation had reached such a realm, and he was able to suppress the poison of the "Wood Butterfly Flower" and the Eternal Life Hall in his own door so quickly, I am afraid that he had already broken through the rumored Chaos Heaven Qi Technique Xuantian Realm Fifth Layer Upper Realm.

The golden light on the face of the Master of Fawu flashed, and after a while, he also suppressed the poison in his body, shouted a Buddha name, and said to Wanliyun: "Wanli Shishi, my uncle Zhikong, the poison of 'not dying in vain' on his body back then, but it came from your hands?"

Wan Liyun's face was expressionless, he turned his gaze to his broken arm, and did not deny it, and said: "Yes, it was I who plotted against him with Dong Xiaofang and the Heavenly Evil Old Man back then. However, Zhikong's old bald donkey has cultivated well, and he has killed us and injured us, and I don't know if he is still in Fanming Temple. ”

Master Fawu sighed deeply, but did not answer, bowed his head and chanted the Buddhist scriptures.

"Evil obstacles, suffer death!" After Qingjing Shitai suppressed the poison in his body, he let out a clear roar, raised his sword and rushed towards the Demon Sect. As soon as Master Qingjing made a move here, the two sides had nothing to say, although most of the righteous path was poisoned, they still rushed towards the Demon Sect with high drinks, and they were in a battle in an instant.

This battle can be called the fiercest battle between the two realms of righteousness and demons in a hundred years. Here, Yang Wentian was a pair of wind evil, and the two of them turned into ancient gods and demons, and in the dark Mobei sky, which had not known when, burst out with the most fiery colors, and the roaring sound spread thousands of miles away.

And Master Fawu faced Wanliyun in the Eternal Life Hall, and he was also fighting for each other. Master Fawu took the deepest Buddhism of Buddhism as his foundation, transformed the solemn appearance of the Buddha, and blocked the Yin Yongshengtang exercises from his body, and could not enter an inch. And the wind and cloud fan in Wanliyun's hand turned one side of the sky into an apocalyptic scene.

Qingjing Shitai was originally resentful of the Demon Sect demons, especially the Phantom Sect people, all because of his senior sister Qingxin Shitai, who was injured under the plot of the Phantom Gate. This time against Dong Xiaoman, he spared no effort and poured out all the forbearance of the past hundred years. And Dong Xiaoman, as an autonomous, Phantom Divine Skill has also been practiced to the realm of Mahayana, even more so than the previous generation of masters a hundred years ago, and the two fought for a while, but they also turned the original dilapidated Heavenly Temple into countless dust.

Although most of the people in the righteous path are poisoned and their cultivation is greatly damaged, they know that this battle is related to the survival of the sect, the survival of the righteous path, and the lives of the world. On the other hand, the three factions of the Demon Sect have a deep blood feud with the various factions of the righteous path, especially the famous sects such as the Chaos Heavenly Gate, and they are ruthless in their actions. As soon as the two sides make a move, they will also be undying.

However, although the righteous path was desperately resisting, he had no choice but to be too seriously injured in the battle of turning into snakes, and then he was hit by the invisible poison of the Demon Sect, and at first he held a breath of anger in his chest to be evenly matched with the Demon Sect, but as time passed, the advantage slowly leaned towards the side of the three sects of the Demon Sect, and many young disciples screamed and died at the hands of the Demon Sect.

Many Righteous Path Sect Elders watched the elite disciples around them fall one by one, and their hearts ached. You must know that cultivating a talent for the door is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also depends on chance, if there is no good opportunity, receiving a disciple with better talent, it is possible that after a generation, it will gradually decline, and finally annihilate under the wheel of history. However, although he was anxious, he had no choice but to protect himself, and it was a great luck that he was not killed by the Demon Sect, let alone save the disciples of the sect.

The wind pinched his hands, and suddenly the wind in the air was all around, and instantly turned into a black whirlwind, but in the eye of the wind, there were clearly countless lonely souls and wild ghosts roaring and struggling in it, mixed with countless resentment and violence, and roared towards Yang Wentian, who was fluttering in the air.

Yang Wentian snorted coldly, but he raised the "Drinking Dragon Sword" high, and suddenly a huge blue light turned into a pillar of light that rushed to the sky, and fell towards the whirlwind that reached his body.

Feng Wentian's heart was cold, Yang Wentian had a strange poison in his body, and he still had such skills to fight against himself for so long, it seemed that it was not easy to avenge the revenge of a hundred years ago, but his face suddenly laughed and said: "Yang Wentian, a hundred years have passed, I didn't think that your cultivation is also a great progress, but even if you don't die today, you still have righteous path disciples in the Heavenly Gate, I am afraid that your vitality will be greatly damaged, how will you still be the opponent of my Holy Sect in the future." ”

Yang Wentian's face was cold, but the corner of his eyes swept into the field, and he saw that the disciples of the sect and even the entire righteous path were all fighting bloodily, but they were all struggling to support themselves, and there were heavy casualties. Under his own leadership, Zhuan Tianmen stands at the top of the righteous path, shining brightly. If the Demon Sect falls into the hands of the Demon Sect today, it will not only be the shame of the Heavenly Gate, but also the shame of the entire righteous path.

Thinking of this, his heart was angry, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire, and he let out a long howl, but he immediately fought with the wind again. It's just that Yang Wentian is the first person on the righteous path, in addition to anger, there is still a trace of sobriety in his mind, fighting so far, Fengsha just blindly resists but does not attack, with his own practice, a hundred years ago has been on a par with himself, and now a hundred years have passed, I am afraid that I will not lose much to myself, why is this? And since the appearance of the self-turning snake, why has Senior Sister Liu disappeared? Also, why is the sky in the north of the desert suddenly as dark as ink but as cloudy, and faintly you can also find that even the wind is full of evil breath, which makes people's hearts extremely cold.

Outside the Temple of Heaven, deep in the north of the desert.

A middle-aged white-clothed scribe, frowning slightly, was watching the battle between the righteous and the demons in the direction of the Heavenly Temple. I saw the light flickering in the sky above the Heavenly Temple, and the sound rumbled like thunder, but the entire Heavenly Temple was shrouded in a layer of sand and mist, which showed the tragic situation of the battle.

Before long, the white-clothed scribe suddenly smiled slightly, and said to himself, "It seems that the time is almost up." ”

"Look, Strategist!" Suddenly, the subordinate standing behind the white-clothed scribe exclaimed, but there was a chilling fear in his voice.

The white-clothed scribe was the Zhou Junshi of the Holy Demon Sect, and when he heard this, he turned around, but he looked at Mobei's heart. I saw that the sky was as black as ink, and I could faintly see the light flickering, like thunder and lightning, but it was purple and black. And the violent aura in the air suddenly increased, and this breath was extremely evil, which made people's hearts chill. That's not all, there seems to be a faint smell of blood in the air, and it is getting more and more intense, which reminds people of the tragic scene of the sea of corpses and blood.

"Here, go and get ready. As soon as Zhou Junshi gave the order, several of his subordinates behind him dispersed.

Zhou Junshi frowned and looked at the growing black color of the Mobei Heart Skyrim, and took out an object from his arms, this thing was as square as a palm, as thick as a finger, like two wooden planks stacked together, and countless mysterious charms were engraved on the wooden board, but it was the Holy Demon Sect's supreme treasure "Holy Demon Disk" in Fengsha's hand.

Zhou Junshi glanced down at the "Holy Demon Plate" in his hand, and said in his heart, the treasures that the Holy Demon Sect has guarded for thousands of years, I am afraid that after this battle, I don't know how many years it will sleep, I hope that the Holy Spirit God will bless my Holy Sect and let the sect master's plan succeed.

Even so, the movements in his hands were not slow, first chanting the mantra in his mouth, and the Holy Demon Disk slowly flew up, constantly rotating, emitting colorful streamers. After a while, the colorful streamer faintly weakened, and where the Holy Demon Disk was originally stacked, one of them slowly rose, and in the middle was a black vortex, which was gently rotating, like a black evil eye, slowly opening up.

It's only a little time, and Zhou Junshi's forehead is already sweating, and I'm afraid that with his whole body of practice, it is a little reluctant to urge such a magic weapon. Zhou Junshi also ignored it, and the law in his mouth was still continuous, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the open holy demon disk.

Suddenly, a cold light shot out from the open black evil eye of the Holy Demon Disk, but the direction was towards the inky black sky in the heart of Mobei.

After doing such an action, Zhou Junshi breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know if it was too much energy, and his face was already pale, but at this time, the evil and violent aura in the air was getting stronger and stronger, and even a cultivator like Zhou Junshi was about to be unbearable.

A "bang" suddenly a figure flew from nowhere and landed in front of Zhou Junshi. Zhou Junshi raised his eyes and saw that the man's eyes were closed, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but he was the subordinate who had just been ordered to do something.

"Hmph!" another cold snort was heard, coming from behind Zhou Junshi.

Zhou Junshi was shocked in his heart, and the person who came silently had arrived behind him, and he knew that his cultivation was profound, and he was afraid that he was above himself. Just showing up but not doing it immediately, there must be something unclear. In a flash of thought, Zhou Junshi slowly turned around. I saw a person dressed in a pale green palace costume standing three zhang away, but there was a hint of majesty hidden in the extravagance, which made people dare not look directly, it was Liu Chenya, the master of the Meditation Pavilion of the Heavenly Gate. At this time, there was also a disciple of the Holy Demon Sect lying in front of her, but I was afraid that the disciple just now was thrown in front of Zhou Junshi.

Zhou Junshi saw the person clearly, his eyes flashed, but he suddenly remembered a picture in his mind, it was a time when the mountains were full of flowers, on the mountain road, the person in front of him brushed his sleeves away, and a figure behind him was looking at it in a daze, and his strong figure had changed a lot in an instant.

Thinking of this, Zhou Junshi smiled slightly and said, "Lord Liu, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you?"

Liu Chen Yadai's eyebrows frowned slightly, she had not been born for many years, but she didn't think that the other party could recognize herself, but no matter what she thought, she couldn't remember who the other party was, and in the end, she had to say: "Who are you?"

Zhou Junshi had expected her to ask such a question, so he smiled faintly and said, "When the Lord of the Liu Pavilion was famous back then, I was just a nobody, so you naturally can't remember me. ”

When Liu Chenya heard him, she seemed to be familiar with herself, but she couldn't remember it. At this moment, there was a sudden shaking between heaven and earth, making people feel that not only the earth, but also the sky was shaking, as if there was a strong force, wanting to tear everything apart. An evil wind blew in an instant, making people extremely uncomfortable, and it is no longer a feeling that can be described by pen and ink.

Liu Chenya looked at the inky black sky in the heart of Mobei, and then looked at the holy demon disk behind Zhou Junshi that was shooting out cold light to the sky, and said coldly: "I don't care who you are, stop what you are doing, if not......"

Zhou Junshi just smiled, but said in his mouth: "The Lord of the Liu Pavilion has not been born for so many years since Lao Tianshan, but why does he suddenly care about the affairs of the world?"

"Hmph!" Liu Chenya snorted coldly, but her heart was cold, and she secretly said that this person even knew that I had been to Laotian Mountain, I was afraid that he was a high-level figure of the Demon Sect, but why couldn't he remember the identity of the other party.

At this moment, suddenly, her willow eyebrows were raised, and she shouted angrily: "You are looking for death by yourself." ”