"What good things you Styx Sect has done, what are you pretending to be confused!"

At this time, a red-haired man in the team of the Wraith Soul Sect shouted loudly, he was the thirteenth young master who had come once before, and it was nothing to lose to Dai Zhen, but when he returned to the sect, he waited for a long time to find that none of the people from the Wraith Sect who had been defeated with him had not returned, and they were all intercepted and killed halfway.

The more he thought about it, the more he held his breath, the thirteenth young master shouted again: "Not only did you kill my nineteenth brother, but you also sent someone to intercept and kill my subordinates, this great enemy, take your life!"

If you are not afraid of no good things, you are afraid that there will be no good people, this sentence is actually not false at all.

As the sect master of the Wraith Soul Sect, Pang Wei will naturally take into account the overall situation, and he will not give orders in vain until he thoroughly investigates it, this kind of vicious battle between the two major sects is not a small fight.

Pang Wei was very steady, but the thirteenth young master had a fiery temperament, and he was bound to repay him, and his violent shouting and scolding immediately caused more people to riot.

As the thirteenth young master, there will naturally be no fewer people who are attached to the sect, and the young master of his own family will be humiliated, and others will not be able to do it, especially the people of the Wraith Soul Sect are used to running rampant in the Netherworld, and they have never experienced this kind of qi.

If it was a simple scolding, at least with Dai Zhen's calmness, he would not be angry because of this, but one of the subordinates of the thirteenth young master actually directly sacrificed the flying sword in the scolding and slashed at Dai Zhen.

A flying sword sacrificed by a god, as a mid-stage merger, Dai Zhen naturally would not be afraid, and he blocked it with a wave of his hand, the sword was blocked, but Dai Zhen's expression also became gloomy.

The people of the Styx Sect are indeed used to keeping a low profile, but this scene of the sect master being cut down still makes them angry, and before Dai Zhen can negotiate with the two sect masters of Pang Wei, one of the elders of the Styx Sect also sacrificed the magic weapon, and the target was the one who cut down his own sect master just now.

One person made a move, there was a second, a third, and soon, a scuffle of hundreds of people unfolded on the banks of the River Styx, and the two sect masters did not say much at this time, and all looked at the fierce battle of the hundred people with gloomy eyes.

Once the cultivators fight, casualties are naturally unavoidable, and not long after, a member of the Styx Sect was cut off by someone else, and fell into the river screaming, and when the Styx Sect member who cut off one of his arms was complacent, his head had already moved unconsciously.

As soon as death appeared, the vicious battle between the hundred people turned into a life-and-death struggle in vain, and as the battle became fierce, people from each side joined it, and in a short time, the battlefield was already a melee between thousands of people.

Pang Wei and Dai Zhen's eyes met on the river again, and the two knew that if it went on like this, it would really be a big battle between the two sects, so the two sect masters spoke almost at the same time.

"Sect Master Dai, hand over the murderer of my nineteenth brother, this matter is over, otherwise, the Wraith Soul Sect will only have to seek justice for itself!"

"Sect Master Pang, not only did the people of the Styx Sect not kill the nineteen young masters, but they suffered heavy casualties, if your Wraith Soul Sect is so rude, don't blame me for not preaching morality!"

When it comes to this, there is nothing to say, Pang Wei's eyes are full of murderous intent, and the hundreds of thousands of people behind him have all sacrificed magic weapons, and they are about to make a move.

There are indeed a lot of people from the Wraith Sect this time, but in the final analysis, this is the territory of the Styx Sect, don't look at the Styx Sect's low-key behavior, there are also a lot of people, the number is at least more than 100,000, if this is a fight, it will be huge, but although Dai Zhen's tone is tough, he has no intention of fighting to the death with the other party, and he secretly ordered the people to retreat with a sound transmission.

The monks of the Wraith Sect pressed a few steps, but the people of the Styx Sect retreated to the surface of the river instead, and the distance between the two sides was always kept a hundred zhang away.

After all, the Wraith Sect is powerful, and the name of the Bloody Immortal Monarch is not a joke, it really wants to cause a big war between the two sects, and in the end, once the strong people of the level of the Bloody Immortal Monarch and the Styx Ancestor come forward, the matter will be a big deal, and Dai Zhen's plan is to take a step back, if the other party really wants to make a move, he will immediately take the door to retreat to the Styx, and turn the attack into defense.

In this way, even if the ancestor appeared and saw him guarding the sect, he would not blame him, even if the Blood Demon Immortal Monarch came to ask for the crime, he would have an explanation.

I was beaten passively, I was the first killer of your Wraith Soul Sect, and if you attacked us, did I have to stick out my head and be stabbed?

Dai Zhen's attention is good, at least after switching from attack to defense, the people of the Styx Sect can save more, but just when the fierce battle between the two major sects is about to change, Dai Zhen's spiritual sense suddenly senses a familiar figure on the river behind him.

The steps back suddenly paused, Dai Zhen turned to look, only to see a tall old man appear on the river in the distance from time to time, dressed in an earth-colored robe, and the three strands of beard were all braided, but the other party's body did not have the slightest spiritual power fluctuation, like a mortal.

"Ancestor!"

Dai Zhen was surprised, knelt on one knee on the river, and when he knelt, all the people of the Styx Sect knelt down and shouted to the ancestors.

The sudden appearance of the Styx Ancestor not only surprised Dai Zhen, but also the sect leader of the Wraith Sect, Pang Wei, was even more shocked.

The Styx Ancestor, who could make the Blood Demon Immortal Monarch fearful, was already in the Mahayana realm as early as 10,000 years ago, and had escaped the immortal tribulation for 10,000 years, Pang Wei didn't dare to imagine what kind of terrifying level that the strong man's cultivation had reached, he hesitated slightly, and hurriedly stopped the person who was about to make a move, his expression was cloudy.

The mortal-like old man stood quietly on the surface of the river, even if he had no spiritual power on his body, but it seemed that there was an invisible coercion enveloping everyone's hearts.

That's the oppression of fame, and it doesn't need any proof, as long as you see him, it will make others tremble.

"If you dare to disturb the old man's retreat, you all deserve to die. ”

The calm words, with an invisible majesty, after this sentence appeared, not only the people of the Wraith Sect were stunned in place, but even the people of the Wraiths Sect who were kneeling on the river were stunned for a while.

There was not much time left for the two sides to think, the old man's single hand behind his back had already crushed a small bead, and as the bead cracked, a terrifying spiritual power that surpassed the merger rose in vain, enveloping almost all the surface of the river.

Mahayana spiritual power!

Although that terrifying spiritual power fluctuation only appeared for a moment, the masters of the combined realm like Pang Wei and Dai Zhen could fully confirm the strength of that spiritual power, and only Mahayana powerhouses could casually exude this terrifying spiritual power fluctuation.

The burst of spiritual power came and went quickly, and after an instant, calm was restored on the surface of the river, and the old man, after leaving a cold word without any emotional fluctuations, turned around and stepped into the water.

"Within three breaths, get out of the Styx River for a hundred miles, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness!"

This sentence was obviously said to the people of the Wraith Soul Sect, but the time of three breaths was too short, Dai Zhen had already passed one breath when he heard the voice, and when Pang Wei had just thought about the decision to advance and retreat, two breaths had already passed, and when the figure of the Styx Ancestor was about to dive into the river, the time for three breaths had already arrived.

"Kill them. ”

As the figure of the old man disappeared, only this indifferent word remained on the river, Pang Wei wanted to leave at this time, it was too late, for the instructions of the Styx Ancestor, Dai Zhen did not dare to disobey the slightest, since the ancestor said to kill, he had to do it with all his might.

On the surface of the river, hundreds of thousands of Styx sect members roared and rushed to the shore at the same time, and the two largest cultivation sects in the Netherworld finally fought in one place on the bank of the Styx. (To be continued.) )