In that open space, on the platforms all around, the disciples of the two realms of righteousness and demons were all sitting cross-legged on them, each with their eyes slightly closed, and the qi outside their bodies was overflowing, and they were still cultivating while protecting themselves.

Because they no longer knew how many times the thunder and lightning outside the road had shone brightly, as if they didn't know that the road was tired, it bombarded the earth, turning all but the land above the four platforms into a scorched earth.

I don't know who first discovered that the power of thunder and lightning from the outside world had stopped, only the ground was still slowly emitting green smoke, which looked like a mess.

"What the hell is going on?" Some righteous monks who had just woken up were very puzzled when they saw their surroundings, and when they saw those demonic monks, their faces suddenly changed.

"How can there be a Demon Dao Monk here?"

"It's strange, I only felt dizzy at the time, and then I felt that the Yuan Power here was strong, and then I just sat here and cultivated!"

"That's it, that's how I feel!"

When many righteous monks came to their senses, the first thing they did was that they were surprised, they didn't know what they were cultivating here at that time, and some of the monks had been promoted during this period of time, and their hearts were filled with joy.

Dongfang Wentian and Yang Mohua, who were the leaders, were also puzzled in their hearts, they didn't know what was going on in Lu Dao at all, but their eyes were at the Demon Dao disciple not far away and Long Chen, whose palm was against the column.

Duan Tianya and the others also gradually came to their senses, and then they stood up and looked into the distance: "Xiao Tian, I don't believe you can hide for long!"

Hai Ming and Lian Qing also walked down one after another, followed by less than thirty Demon Dao disciples left.

The righteous path disciples also walked down, although the number of people was much higher than that of the demon path disciples, but the momentum was not as strong as those demon path disciples.

Dongfang Wentian saw Long Chen's palm with the cylinder lowered, and he wanted to take a look, but he found that Long Chen's eyes were slightly closed, and there was not the slightest surging yuan force outside his body, so he gave up directly, it is estimated that the former is in cultivation, and it is better not to disturb him.

"You righteous path monks, could it be that you really don't want to live?" Duan Tianya couldn't help but say angrily when he saw those righteous path monks protecting Long Chen's body in the center.

A dazzling golden light erupted from the vajra wood in Dongfang Wentian's hand, and with the shining of the golden light, a mighty force swept out, shaking opposite the demonic qi.

"Hmph, as long as we kill all of you here, it doesn't matter if we fall on the spot!" Dongfang Wentian's face was extremely firm, and he snorted coldly.

Duan Tianya's face was pale: "What a tough tone, I just don't know if you can still say such things when Lu Dao really reaches that point!"

Yang Mohua also stood up at this moment, and said with a solemn face: "Why can't you, this is the place of our righteous path, you demon monks broke into it, we are going to kill you here, since you are here today, let's divide the victory and defeat!"

"It's not bad to make a decision, but you are not worthy, I have to kill Xiao Tian on the spot to relieve the anger in my heart!" Duan Tianya's gaze fell on Long Chen, who had his eyes slightly closed, through the heavy figure, and said coldly.

Dongfang Wentian's face sank, and the vajra wood in his hand suddenly swept out, turning into a dazzling golden light that slammed out directly towards Duan Tianya in front of him.

"Brother Yang, I'll stop him, you drag those two people and delay as much time as possible!"

Yang Mohua's face was solemn, he knew what the situation would be like without Long Chen, but he still stubbornly said to the monk beside him: "Everyone, now these demon Dao disciples who have broken into our righteous path are right in front of us, even if we die, we can't let them shout like this, now let us use the power of righteous path blood to let them receive the punishment they deserve!"

Yang Mohua's words didn't have any effect, some righteous path monks were indeed red-eyed, they were scared by the demon path monks these days, and they hid in that big array every day, and now they finally have this opportunity, even if they die, let them know that righteous path monks are not easy to mess with!"

Hai Ming and Lian Qing both looked joking, now that they no longer have Xiao Tian, it is a fool's dream to resist the attacks of themselves and others with their cultivation.

"In that case, then go to death!" Hai Ming snorted coldly, and the pair of green-winged meat wings behind him suddenly opened, turning into a giant bird of dozens of feet, and the demonic qi on his arms surged, driving the fierce force to sweep away, and the air everywhere he passed was scattered, and he rushed directly towards Yang Mohua.

"Dao Gang!" Yang Mohua didn't dare to hold it up, his arms sank suddenly, and the blade in his hand suddenly turned, and immediately turned into a sword wind in mid-air, like a sharp blade, tearing the space, and without hesitation, he met the swooping force of the former.

Lian Qing Junyi's face slightly showed that cold meaning, now is the time to harvest life, a black aura suddenly swept from the body, like a howling wind, and like a wave of the sea, directly enveloping the range of dozens of zhang outside the body.

The black demonic qi in his eyes surged in them, looking down at the righteous path monks who were constantly fighting with the demonic path disciples, the corners of his mouth curled with a touch of coldness, and his body left a series of afterimages in the air.

"You two come together!" Yang Mohua naturally couldn't let Lian Qing hurt the righteous path monk, and the sword qi in his hand turned violently, shaking Hai Ming's body back dozens of zhang, and his face was flushed, obviously he had suffered some small injuries under the brave attack of the former just now.

didn't have time to stop Yang Mohua's sword qi from sweeping and slashing towards Lian Qing.

Lian Qing felt the sharp energy coming from behind him, his face couldn't help but change a little, and he gave up his attack without hesitation, and the external body protection demonic qi was directly propped up, his body flipped, and he didn't even look at it.

Boom!

The two intersected, and suddenly there was a deafening sound, that is, at the same time, the bodies of the two people flew backwards a few steps each.

When Lian Qing saw that the person who attacked him turned out to be Yang Mohua, a scarlet color suddenly rose in his eyes, his fists were slowly clenched, and his tone was extremely cold: "It seems that you really don't want to live anymore, I wanted you to live longer, but now it seems that you don't need it!"

The demonic qi above the fists was frantically condensed, and in the end, a huge ancient demon phantom was directly presented on the fist, and the phantom flickered, reaching dozens of zhang high, looking mighty: "Break the demon!"

With a low shout, the huge troll phantom followed Lian Qing's footsteps and moved out at the same time, and slammed into the former with a punch, at the same time, Na Haiming was not far behind, and black balls condensed in his palms, and finally the three balls turned into a long tail flame.

Yang Mohua's complexion couldn't help but change again, but behind him were the dozens of righteous path monks, he couldn't retreat, he wanted to buy time for Long Chen, buy time for the righteous path monks, and let out a roar from the sky, and the fierce knife outside his body swirled.

"Knife and!"

With Yang Mohua's angry shout, I saw that the aura above the long knife suddenly soared, and it instantly extended nearly a hundred zhang, and a huge tiger spirit was also condensed on the blade, if you look closely, you will find that this tiger spirit has a faint luster connection with the former's chest.

"Carving insect skills, see how you break my golem!" Lian Qing was not worried about the former's strength at all, but said with a disdainful smile.

Yang Mohua didn't speak, the long knife in his hand was raised, and suddenly the surging force seemed to be the sky falling, and the whirlwind was soaring, directly facing the attack of the two.