Wen Daozi's eyes flashed slightly, and he said respectfully: "Senior Li, the strength of the Thousand Demon Sect is unfathomable, in all fairness, there is still a gap between my Lintian Sect and it, if it weren't for the seniors, the juniors would definitely not provoke today's disputes." ”

"Today, everything is up to the seniors, and they will help us win, and the Lintian Sect is grateful. "Speak respectfully, and speak sincerely. On his side, the black-robed monk chuckled, "Sect Master Wen doesn't have to say anything to be tempting, since the old man chooses to make a move, he will naturally have the certainty of victory." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that the forces in my country couldn't act at will, there would be no need for such trouble, just ask for it. ”

"After winning, you and I will each take what we need, and the old man only needs that thing, half of the territory, which belongs to the Lin Tianzong. Wen Daozi felt a little at ease, an old fox like him, even if he was broken by someone, he didn't mean to be embarrassed. Laugh at the moment and say no more.

"Sect Master, time is running out, shall we set off?" A monk walked outside the tent, bent his knees, and bowed respectfully. Wen Daozi's eyes lit up, and he crossed a bit of fiery color. "Elders, I have endured in the Heavenly Sect for many years, and now I finally have the opportunity to defeat the Thousand Demon Sect!"

"After today, this Western Regions will be honored by my Lintian Sect, and the old man will pay back all the shame of the past!" said in a low voice, like a roar.

"Let's go!" Wen Daozi stood up, hunting in clothes, and led the elders behind him out of the tent, his eyes widened, and he stepped on the void and went straight to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. As for the black-robed old man, his figure did not appear. Around the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, there are many strange peaks, and at this moment, there are full of monks, perceiving the abnormal changes in the Lintian Sect, all of them have a slight movement in their faces, they wake up from the meditation, get up and look at it, and there is a hidden awe in their eyes. Headed by Wen Daozi, the thirteen gods of Lintian Sect stepped on the void, their clothes flew up, and the breath in their bodies was obscure, emitting out, causing the void to tremble, the wind rose, the sky was gloomy, and they wanted rain.

At the same time, thousands of Zixiao monks on the ground walked forward in silence, condensing a general trend and soaring straight into the sky. If a tiger, there is a tendency to swallow mountains and rivers. Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, the ban is opened, the dark mountain body is flashing with spiritual light, and the demonic energy is churning. In silence, like a mainstay, it exudes a heavy momentum, which cannot be destroyed. Inside the prohibition, there were many monks from the Thousand Demon Sect, all dressed in black, their faces were cold, their eyes were turning, and their murderous intent flashed. At this moment, with the movement of the Ling Xiao Sect, the two were drawn by each other's breath, and a sense of forest suddenly converged on the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain.

The silk of pure demonic qi emanated from the body of every Thousand Demon Sect disciples, entangled and fused with each other, turning into a demon cloud, tumbling, as if to condense, turning into a monster and devouring all beings, fierce. The two are condensed, and the void is fierce. This time, it is two sects of countless monks, and the spiritual ideas are converging on the general trend, although they are formless and qualitative, but their power cannot be underestimated. The wind rises, stirring up the storm. The master of the Thousand Demon Sect, Gu Longteng's face was expressionless, his hands were behind his back, his eyes were firm, and he did not dodge the slightest bit of uneasiness. Although he did not speak, he had a general trend of vertical and horizontal eyes, emanating from his body, permeating the surroundings, making people feel awe-inspired.

"Elders, in today's battle, I will not be defeated if I win, and even if I fight to the last person in the Thousand Demon Sect, I will never admit defeat. "This time, you wait with me, cut off your head!" The tone was calm, quite heroic, and it made people's hearts boil. "Swear to follow the sect master and kill all foreign enemies!" The fifteenth elder suddenly snorted, broke his body and rushed into the sky. The general trend on the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain is churning at this moment and reaching its peak. Gu Longteng raised his head, his eyes were calm, and he took one step, and the fifteen elders followed, stepping out of the prohibition. Today, the two sides swore a blood oath, with the top of the mountain as the battlefield, two bloody battles. The winner is king, and the loser is the loser.

The mountain is thousands of zhang high, the peak is cut, flat and smooth, it is a circular field, hundreds of zhang square. This is the place of today's bloody battle. The thirteen gods of Lintian Sect took a quick step and landed on the top of the mountain, and Wen Daozi's eyes were cold, flashing cold, and gloomy. The Twelve Elders were silent, their breath was obscure, and the murderous intent loomed. The Thousand Demon Gate Gu Longteng is arrogant and heroic, the dragon walks and walks with tigers, the clothes are hunting, the black hair is flying wantonly, and the tiger's eyes exude a strong fighting spirit, which is terrifying. Fifteen black-clothed monks followed, all of them turned into gods, their faces were cold and solemn, and the cold in their bodies was churning. The two sides are bombarding each other overhead, dividing and devouring each other, entangled and fighting, and the wind suddenly rises and sweeps in all directions.

The two sides were silent, although they did not speak, they looked at each other, and they were all calm. Today, the two sects tore their skins and fought a thorough battle, the winner could dominate the Western Regions, and the loser would eventually be ruined. In all fairness, in order to solve the big problem once and for all, the winning sect will definitely take action and completely exterminate the loser. It is based on today's battle, although it is not a bloody battle of the sect, but it is only a buffer means, and it cannot be avoided after all. The Thousand Demon Sect and the Lintian Sect couldn't afford to lose, and the two never thought they would lose.

"Longteng Daoyou, you and I have been friends for many years, but we have ended up like this, the old man can't bear it. ”

"Today, if you are willing to take the initiative to hand over that treasure and hand over half of the realm of the sect, the old man can guarantee that I will not attack your Thousand Demon Sect within fifty years of Lintian Sect, leaving a glimmer of life for Daoist friends. ”

"Fifty years later, when the Thousand Demon Gate is restored, you and I will fight again, and beat him upside down, how about it?" Wen Daozi spoke, his voice was sincere, his voice was rolling, and he was clearly audible in a radius of hundreds of miles. Monk Zixiao's face turned red, the aura in his body soared, and he opened his mouth to roar in unison.

"Throw in the towel!"

"Throw in the towel!"

"Admit defeat!" In this roar, the general trend is rising, and there is a vague tendency to suppress the Thousand Demon Gate. Gu Longteng was as calm as before, and his tiger eyes exuded a clear divine light, without the slightest flicker, strong and cold. "Three hundred years ago, you and I married Dan at the same time, and the old man defeated you!"

"Two hundred and twenty years ago, you and I got married at the same time, and the old man defeated you!"

"Eighty years ago, you and I reached the god together, and the old man still defeated you!"

"Isn't it ridiculous that you have been defeated at the hands of this sect since the beginning of your life, and let me surrender at this moment. Gu Longteng sneered, his breath was broken, and his attitude was vertical and horizontal, quite a generation of overlords.

"This sect has kept you in the Heavenly Sect for hundreds of years, but for the sake of the lady, the subordinates are merciful. ”

"Although the tiger is a problem, there is no anxiety in the heart of this sect. You are in the Heavenly Sect, but you are just a native chicken and a dog, but there is one person who dares to fight with the old man!"

"Disciple of the Thousand Demon Sect, today, you will follow this sect and cut off the enemy's head!" A low roar erupted, and a strong and cold aura rushed into the sky.

"Swear to follow the sect master to the death and behead the enemy!"

"Swear to follow the sect master to the death and behead the enemy!"

"Swear to follow the sect master to the death and cut off the enemy's head!" The disciples of the Thousand Demon Sect snorted, and the demon clouds in the sky were churning, black as ink, and emitting endless slaughter. Gu Longteng waved his hand, and the cheer stopped, abruptly.

"Wen Daozi, you and I have known each other for many years, why do you secretly play such a trick, do you really think that just a few words can shake the confidence of this sect. ”

"My faith is strong, how can you shake it with your mere means. ”

"Today, you and I will tear our faces, then we will have a battle, a competition, and look at a hundred years later, who can still laugh proudly!" Gu Long Teng smiled, the magic light flashed slightly, and his figure instantly fell in the center of the mountaintop, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, pointing directly at Wen Daozi.

"The Thousand Demon Gate is shot by the old man, Wen Daozi, fight with me in the first battle, do you dare?" Wen Daozi's face sank like water, and he sneered when he heard this, "Since Longteng Daoist friends have been warmly invited, how can this sect be disappointed." ”

"In the first battle, the old man responded. The voice had not yet fallen, the light flickered, and Wen Daozi's figure appeared dozens of feet away from Gu Longteng, and the two of them were facing each other from afar, and their gas was calm. Although they did not fight, the breath in the two of them was released, and the coercion was like a tide, and the power of the god cultivator bloomed.

"Good!"

"Today, this sect will defeat you!" Gu Longteng was domineering and full of confidence, and at this moment, he stretched out one hand and pointed at the point.

"Demon Tribulation!" refers to the Demon Tribulation, triggering the inner demons in the body, causing the opponent to collapse without a fight. Wen Daozi's face changed slightly, coldness flashed in his eyes, he restrained his mind and condensed his thoughts, the two fought many times, and they were familiar with each other's magical powers.

"Collect your heart, keep your memory, suppress it, protect my primordial spirit, and the external demons will not invade. Wen Daozi drank lightly, pinched out the magic trick in his hand, and the aura emanating from his body changed instantly, thick as a mountain, like a peak of ten thousand feet, indestructible.

Gu Longteng smiled again, his divine power was blocked, and there was nothing unusual at all, "What a Wen Daozi, it seems that in the past few decades, you have indeed made a lot of progress, and you can so easily block the Demon Tribulation Finger of this sect." "So, come and take my magic hand again." "With a palm, the sky is dark, the void demonic qi is rolling, and the four hundred zhang demon hands are condensed, dark, and extremely textured. The five fingers are pointed, with claws, and they slap down the void and tremble. One of the great powers of the Thousand Demon Gate, the magic hand covers the sky, and it is displayed by Gu Longteng, which is really domineering, and the magic power is soaring into the sky.

Under this palm, it was as if the heavens and the earth were trembling and prostrate for it. Wen Daozi's pupils contracted, and his face was slightly gloomy, this Gu Long Teng's cultivation has progressed extremely rapidly for decades, and this type of supernatural power has more than doubled its power compared to the beginning. But even so, he was not afraid of it. Reaching out, flipping, a bright color appeared in his hand. The sword is three feet three inches and three points long, pale blood, cast with lines, chaotic, ordinary monks look at it, their chests are stuffy, if they don't know the difficulty and retreat, they will definitely be injured by the sword intent, and the original god will be severely damaged.

Lintian Sect is the strongest sword cultivation sect in the vast continent, adhering to the way of the sword, and the strength of the attack can be called the top in the world. The sword in Wen Daozi's hand, named Zixiao, inherited from ancient times, although it is not a Taoist weapon and has no spirituality, but its sharpness is enough to smash everything in the world, and it is the treasure of Lintian Sect. For thousands of years, countless high-ranking monks have died under this sword, contaminated with killing, turning into blood, and adding to the ferocious flames.

Wen Daozi's current cultivation has reached the realm of swords, and even if he is empty-handed, he can burst out all his cultivation. But at this moment, the sword in his hand is not simple, the imperial envoy of this sword, Wen Daozi's strength has skyrocketed, and it can be called the peak existence of the god cultivator. The sword rises, the sword falls.

The pale blood-colored sword flashed, more than 100 zhang in size, exuding endless ferocity, at this moment, it was retrograde and slashed the sky, and the demon hand that covered the sky was blatantly hedged. Thousands of feet in the sky, dark demon hands, blood-colored swords, and power erupted wildly, wanting to devour each other and suppress each other.