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Eight passages, eight closed doors.

Above the gate, each door is engraved with various designs of Shura Mingwang. I don’t know when it started. Suddenly, a faint ancient song floated out from the distant hall door, weeping and complaining, in the demon sect.

People lowered their heads one after another, some closed their eyes silently, and some opened their mouths and sang along.

It seemed to contain the ancient inheritance of the Demon Sect, echoing between heaven and earth, flying and stirring, reaching up to the sky.

Zhang Xiaofan, Zeng and others looked solemn. This singing sound was like some ancient and mysterious mantra. Suddenly, the ground they were standing on trembled, and scarlet light penetrated from the eight gates, shining on the disciples of the Demon Sect's Changsheng Hall.

On the body.

"Ho~ho~"

Following the solemn expressions of the eight elders of the Changsheng Hall and the five-color flags waving in their hands, there was a loud rumble on the ground, and suddenly many disciples of the Demon Sect were shrouded in black light, extremely dark, as if they were evil ghosts coming out of the netherworld.

The singing and incantation continued, and when such a strange movement occurred, Lu Xueqi, Zeng, Zhang Xiaofan, and Lin Jingyu immediately took action, raising their weapons in their hands, and slashed out with an unstoppable and sharp roar of light.

"Tear!"

The sky suddenly broke, and sword lights of different colors cut through the space and tore through the airflow.

At the same time, at this moment, a shrill roar suddenly sounded, but it came from the demon disciples who were shrouded in black light. It was like an evil ghost howling, as if someone was roaring furiously among them.

“Bang bang bang!!!”

The sword light fell on the demon disciples who had lost their minds and had scarlet eyes. Sparks flew out at the moment of contact. Their bodies were as if they were made of steel. Some of them could be killed with one sword, while others could only be cut off.

They lost their limbs, but this only aroused the ferocity in their hearts, and they didn't care about the pain and the rapid rush of life.

The four people looked solemn, but remained calm in the face of danger.

Along the way, they have experienced many monsters and killed many Demon Sect disciples. Their strength has been significantly improved, especially Lu Xueqi and Lin Jingyu. The two of them slashed with one sword, even if this group of crazy Demon Sect disciples were killed.

The disciples lost their minds, but also lost many lives.

The four of them all unleashed their spiritual energy, and they fought fiercely with the crazy monks in the battle formation. Their sword energy soared like sharp blades, breaking through the ruins. The sword light also rose into the sky, like a dragon flying in the sky, and it was so bright and fierce.

.

Because of the efforts of the four of them, Chen Jun became the most laid-back person.

Inside the temple, there were constant sounds of fighting, ghost roars, and the sound of the dark wind breaking through the air. A handsome middle-aged man on the high platform looked up at the man in white in the center of the field, and said with a proud smile: "There is a way to heaven, but there is no way to hell."

Sect, there is more than just the Qingyun Sect’s mountain-protecting formation in this world, how does the formation of our Holy Sect’s Wilderness Temple compare to yours, Qingyun?”

"Hahaha... You chased me very hard some time ago and almost killed me. Now I want you to see your companions die in front of you one by one..."

Before she could finish her words, Yuyangzi was like a duck stuck in her throat, unable to make a sound.

"Noisy!"

Yuyangzi's eyes widened and he was unable to speak. Chen Jun roared loudly and turned his hand to draw the sword. The divine sword was in his hand. In an instant, he saw thousands of clear lights erupting from the white-edged long sword. The sword energy soared to the sky. Each of him struck with one sword.

, walking straight forward, he faced the place in front of the hall where the mad monks were most densely packed, and the sword was pointed at him.

A moment later, countless thundering roars suddenly came from inside and outside the main hall. The violent roars and endless strong winds surged out, almost instantly tearing the space apart. Above the main hall, wherever the sword light passed,

Leaving corpses on the ground.

The expression of the demon sect elder who was waving the flag changed greatly. When he saw him walking towards him, he immediately waved the flag, and more and more crazy demon monks rushed away like a surging tide.

When Zeng, Zhang Xiaofan and others relaxed, they could see the surging waves of crazy demons rolling in and roaring like thunder. Chen Jun's heart suddenly tightened.

They fought against these crazy demons who had lost their minds and lost their pain, and within a moment they had learned how powerful they were.

Just cutting off their limbs is not enough. As long as there is breath left, they will survive and continue to attack. Moreover, under the formation of the Savage Temple, the surface defenses of these crazy demons are extremely difficult to break, comparable to magic weapons.

"Senior brother, they may have been refined into demon corpses." Zeng yelled and reminded.

"These demon corpses don't know pain and have no five senses. The only way to completely eradicate them is to kill the caster."

"good."

Chen Jun nodded calmly, shook one arm, and the light of the sword in his hand was like a dragon attacking the air.

The green green dragon sword light was galloping horizontally. In an instant, everyone saw the overwhelming sword light covering the sky, rolling in like a huge flood, with a sound like thunder and a force like a frenzy. With one sword strike, most of the crazy demons in the hall were wiped out.

shrouded in it.

Those crazy monks who had no sense of pain still rushed forward to kill, while the elders at the eight doors next to them all showed horrified looks.

"boom!"

There was a loud earthquake on the ground, and the clear green light spread out in all directions silently, until it drowned the crazy demons, and the demonic monks could no longer roar.

"Didn't you say you wanted to kill the spell caster?" Zhang Xiaofan asked curiously, "How could it happen now..."

Zeng glared at him angrily and turned to look back at Lu Xueqi. Lin Jingyu was a little embarrassed.

Most of the demonic corpses died instantly under Chen Jun's sword. Even more shocked than Zeng and others were the elders of the demon sect waving five-color flags. The bright red on the ground gathered into a stream when they glanced at it. One of the elders couldn't help but roared to the sky, "Heaven wants to destroy my saint."

Teach, destroy my Changsheng Hall?"

Yuyangzi also felt the same, and was even more desperate because a sword light was slashing towards him in the air.

"Chen Jun, Headmaster Chen, as long as you let me go, all the property and magic weapons in this wild temple will be yours. You can also take away all the magical powers accumulated over the past century, as long as you let me go."

"clang!"

The Yin-Yang Mirror suddenly appeared in Yuyangzi's hand, and a golden beam of light flew through the air. He stopped the sword light in the blink of an eye, and he said urgently: "As long as you are willing to let me go, I can tell you the secrets of the Ghost King Sect and the Hehuan Sect.

, and where is their sect’s address.”

Chen Jun's mind moved slightly, and when he stopped for a moment, he saw Yu Yangzi suddenly smiled ferociously on his face: "Go to hell!"

"Bang!"

A loud sonic boom suddenly erupted in the air. Yuyangzi turned the Yin-Yang mirror in his hand and pointed it at Chen Jun's face. Under the influence of the spell, a beam of light immediately shot out.

"Despicable!"

The four of them were in a panic, but they were facing off against the elders of the Demon Sect. Not to mention that they were running out of skills, and at this moment they didn't have any energy left.

Just when the light beam carrying the aura of death was approaching Chen Jun's body, a clear light and a golden light burst out on him at the same time. The misty and vast auras melted on his body, and the two rays of light suddenly turned in mid-air and turned into a ray of Tai Chi.

The Xuantu crossbar was three feet away in front of him.

"Boom!"

The thunder rumbled and the shock reverberated throughout the hall. In just a moment, Chen Junyan's Tai Chi Xuantu, which was smelted by Taoism and Buddhism, was shattered into pieces. However, in this short period of time, it was enough for him to escape and fly out.

But the robe behind him was flying in the air, and when touched by this huge white light beam, a corner of the robe immediately melted and disappeared, as if it had never existed in the first place.

Chen Jun glanced at the torn robes and felt a chill in his heart. The power of this magic weapon was extraordinary.

If he had been hit just now, he would probably have lost half his life, but this kind of attack would be a serious injury to Yuyangzi, who was still injured.

The sword rose again, and this time the killing move was forced out without hesitation.

"....Don't kill...."

With a thud, Yuyangzi fell to the ground.