The roar echoed in the space with the battle intent that soared into the sky.

All the disciples looked at the mountain in shock, at this moment, they couldn't help but be affected by that battle intent, and their hearts couldn't help but gush out of the battle intent, and that sky-high battle intent shocked them even more.

Is this the true strength of the Zong Zhan? With such momentum, even the powerhouses of the Transformation God Realm are inferior to the mid-stage powerhouses.

"It turns out that this is the true strength of the madman of the sect, and he was forced to use all his strength by a disciple of the ninth generation and the late stage of the Gathering Spirit, I don't know whether to rejoice or smile bitterly. If it weren't for this battle, who would have thought that there would be such a powerful person among the nine generations of disciples? A disciple of a young man's aura stared at the mountain in front of him and couldn't help but say.

"For the purpose of burning the heavens, all of them are hidden very deeply, I don't know, how many dragons and how many tigers are hidden among the many disciples in the huge Heavenly Fortune Sect. But whether it is a dragon or a tiger, on the day of the disciple Dabi, it is the dragon who will give me longevity, and the tiger will also lie down for me. A young man in a fur muttered as he stared ahead.

"Disciple Dabi, it is getting more and more exciting, perhaps, that day will be the day when a hundred flowers contend, and on that day, it will be remembered forever in the history of the Tianyun Sect. A young man in black smiled indifferently.

"What a familiar name, the god of war of the Mad Sect...", an old man stared at the mountain and whispered. Not only the old man, but even the top powerhouses of the Heavenly Fortune Sect were also puzzled.

At the same time, think about the peak.

"Mad Sect God of War? Mad Sect, is it... Is it that mad sect? Could it be that this son is his descendant?" The old man on the peak of Si Guo looked solemn, looked ahead, and was silent.

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I have to say that today's battle shocked too many disciples, perhaps, this battle is just a tidbit before the disciple Dabi, and on the day of the disciple Dabi, it can be seen how many young powerhouses the Tianyun Sect hides. Looking at the mountain in front of them, many disciples looked forward to it more and more, they wanted to see who could laugh at Zuihou, and some people hoped that both would lose, only in this way would two places be vacated.

When everyone was in shock, there was a sound of explosion in the mountain, and a bronze light and shadow rushed out of the mountain with a monstrous battle intent.

In an instant, everyone was shocked again, and this bronze light and shadow turned out to be a huge war halberd that was a hundred feet long, and this war halberd pointed directly at Lu Jiang who was standing on the ground and roaring continuously.

If someone can see Lu Jiang's spiritual sea at this time, they will definitely be surprised to find that Lu Jiang's spiritual sea is like a magic sea, the magic sound is singing, and the monstrous demonic energy is tumbling in it, as if something is brewing, and the big demon scripture that has been floating in Lu Jiang's mind is actually blooming black, and countless dense black lines have formed complex and ancient words, which look weird.

"Roar!" At the moment when the hundred-zhang halberd attacked, Lu Jiang let out a roar of a fierce beast, and his right foot took a step back, and his fists were staggered in front of his chest.

The "boom" loud sound shook the heavens and the earth, and the giant halberd attacked, which instantly dispersed the demonic energy emitted by Lu Jiang's body, and after bearing this supreme blow, Lu Jiang was blasted away like a sandbag, and fell heavily outside of a hundred zhang, and Lu Jiang's hands were already blurred with flesh and blood, and the white bones were mixed with flesh and blood, which looked very terrifying.

The giant halberd disappeared, and Zong Zhan appeared with the bronze halberd in his hand, he put on the bronze battle armor again, standing in the air like an invincible god of war, staring at Lu Jiang below majestically, seeing that his blow only injured Lu Jiang's hands, Zong Zhan's face showed disbelief, he took a deep breath, and the shock in his heart was difficult to calm down.

When he saw the demonic qi in Lu Jiang's body gushing out again, Zong Zhan's pupils shrank sharply, and then, he shouted unwillingly: "The dragon style of the mad sect." At this moment, the light he bloomed was bronze, coupled with the bronze halberd and bronze armor, Zong Zhan was like a bronze god of war.

As Zong Zhan brandished his halberd, his light became dazzling.

"Roar!" A sound like a roar from the ancient dragon resounded through the heavens and the earth, at this moment, the bronze light that bloomed from Zong Zhan actually formed a bronze ancient dragon of about ten zhang, although this dragon was only ten zhang long, but its shape was exactly the same as the ancient dragon recorded in the ancient books, how could this not shock many disciples?

"Oh my God, it's really an ancient dragon, a bronze ancient dragon that claims to have immortal combat power. ”

"What kind of sect is that mad sect, and why have you never heard of it before?"

"It's such a terrifying combat power, I'm afraid that the sect war at this time will not dare to touch its edge in the middle stage of the god. ”

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Exclaimed again and again, not only many disciples, but even the powerhouses of the Heavenly Fortune Sect whose divine consciousness shrouded this place were also shocked, they didn't expect that there were such anti-heaven people in the Heavenly Fortune Sect, they saw at a glance that Zong Zhan turned into a bronze ancient dragon and used a certain combat skill, what they didn't expect was that Zong Zhan actually had such an ancient and powerful combat skill.

When the strongest blow of the Zong Zhan broke out and attacked ferociously, Lu Jiang was lying on the ground, roaring again and again, at this time he was already delirious, his mind was filled with the sound of the magic voice singing, and Lu Jiang's killing thoughts, the demonic intent in his heart continued to expand, zuihou, this killing intent and demonic intent actually formed a substance, integrated into the tumbling demonic qi in the spiritual sea, and the words formed by the dark lines on the Great Demon Sutra floating in Lu Jiang's mind instantly poured into the spiritual sea of Lu Jiang.

Looking at the bronze ancient dragon that was about to engulf Lu Jiang, a sense of nervousness rose in the hearts of many disciples, they both hoped that Lu Jiang could bring a miracle, and they also wanted Lu Jiang to die a tragic death, if the sect war at this time could not kill Lu Jiang, then, how many people in the younger generation could kill these nine generations of disciples?

At the same time, on a certain mountain peak of Tianyun Sect, the Wild Battle King stood on the top of the mountain, he stared at the direction of Fang City, and when he saw that this bronze ancient dragon was about to engulf Lu Jiang, the muscles on his face were beating, and the momentum of his whole body could not be suppressed, he suddenly stretched out his hand, wanting to probe in the direction of Fang City, but as soon as he stretched out, he paused violently, looked at the direction of Si Guo Peak, revealing a trace of hesitation, zuihou, he sighed, and his momentum converged.

Think about the peak.

"It is worthy of being a momentary mad sect battle skill in the heyday of domination. It's a pity that the bloodline is too thin to burst out with the mad sect battle technique that makes the world tremble. The old man looked in the direction of the market and said slowly, and there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

At this moment, the old man's expression suddenly changed, his cloudy eyes burst out with sharp essence, staring in the direction of Fang City, and muttering: "This is... What devil?"

When the old man was shocked, Fang Shi was already silent, and only the sound of a powerful buzz echoed in the entire space, and everyone's eyes were staring at the scene ahead in shock.

I saw that when Lu Jiang was about to be swallowed by the bronze ancient dragon, a giant hand formed by demonic qi actually poked out from the sea of Lu Jiang's eyebrows, and the demon hand clenched into a fist, forming a giant fist that was ten zhang large, and blasted a punch towards the bronze ancient dragon with great ferocity.

"Boom!" The entire space shook, a terrifying shock wave spread wildly, and the bronze ancient dragon that had been bombarded by the Demon Fist disappeared in an instant, and the mountain that had been hit by Zong Zhan before shook again.

Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, they didn't see the trajectory of Zong Zhan's upside down flight at all, if it weren't for the mountain shock, they all thought that Zong Zhan was completely wiped out by this punch.

Many low-level disciples were completely stunned when they saw this scene, the battle in front of them had subverted their cognition, this... Is it still a battle between the Gathering Spirit Realm and the Soul Gathering Realm?

Without waiting for everyone to digest what they saw in front of them, suddenly there was a battle intent that rushed to the sky again from the mountain, and a dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, only to hear a roar and explode: "The battle dragon style of the Mad Sect." ”

Everyone was stunned.

Can the sect war still be fought?

"It's a madman. A disciple in the crowd was amazed.

"Is this your strength? However, if you can't even erase a disciple of the ninth generation, you are not worthy of being my opponent. The young man in the animal skin said softly.

"Demon, this is a top-level demon, what kind of inheritance have you got? No, no matter what kind of demon you are, you still can't compare to my Heaven and Earth Necro Son. The coffin clenched into a fist and made an eerie sound, at this moment, the strangeness on Lu Jiang's body had already made the coffin feel a great threat, although the coffin did not want to admit it.

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When everyone was shocked, a dragon chant resounded through the heavens and the earth, and everyone only saw a bronze dragon head appearing hideously, with the power of destruction, bombarding the Lu River in Xiangxia.

At the same time, the tumbling demonic qi in the spiritual sea of Lu Jiang was already like a rolling dark cloud, and a pitch-black right hand gradually appeared in the demonic qi, with the tumbling of the demonic qi, I vaguely saw a pitch-black villain sitting in the demonic qi, and the villain was floating with dense pitch-black words, these words were actually the words on the Great Demon Sutra.

"People... Volume...... Give... Demon... The name of the seed... Person... Moko. A vicissitudes of life suddenly sounded in Lu Jiang's mind.

At the same time, Lu Jiang opened his eyes.