World Wide Martial Art

When he was in Jiakou Village of the Northern Han Dynasty, the first peak of the ninth level of the virtual realm that Ye Feng killed, Yin Jiuyi, was the vice president of Pingliang City of the Demon Hunting Association of the Northern Han Dynasty, and this Yin Jiuyi was the king of Xuanyin. The disciple of Elder Jing's black mist magician. Situ

Even the dignified vice-president is a disciple of the Demon Sect. One can imagine how corrupt this Demon Hunting Association has become.

And later, when Ye Feng left the Northern Han Dynasty and rushed to the Western Tang Dynasty, he encountered four killers who called themselves the "Four Demons of Blood Tribulation". The leader of them was also a monk.

He is a monk, not a bald man.

In Yuanwu Continent, apart from Benlei Temple, there is no Buddhist sect in the camps of both good and evil.

It can be said that all Buddhist warriors in the entire continent came from Benlei Temple.

Of course, there may be abandoned disciples like Xuan Yi among them, and Ye Feng will not conclude that Benlei Temple is chasing him just because the other party is a monk.

However, this suspicion does exist.

Coupled with the fact that Shi Guanghua was in Tianlong Secret Territory, Ye Feng had always disliked this group of Benlei Temple monks, but after hearing the astonishing achievements of the old monks in front of him, he couldn't help being surprised.

"Everyone should have felt the huge and shocking fluctuations in the distance. If my prediction is correct, Tianji Palace should have encountered a strong enemy. Now, we should join hands to support..."

Now is not the time for small talk. The war situation is urgent and there is no time to waste. The most important thing at the moment is to rush to the battlefield where Tianji Palace is located.

The fluctuations transmitted from that place were even more powerful than the self-destruction of Xue Cheng, the elder of Jiugongxuan King Realm. Who knows how many strong men the Demon Sect sent out to attack Tianji Palace.

Once Tianji Palace, the strongest among the righteous forces, is destroyed, their situation will be really dangerous.

Now that the three sects have merged, they are more confident and have a little more chance of winning.

Pudu nodded solemnly, and joining forces to support him was what he had in mind. Although Benlei Temple and Xingxiang Temple were at odds, the situation was urgent, and now they must give up these personal grudges and fight against the Demon Sect together...

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In the east of the Forbidden City, the battlefield between the Tianji Palace and the branches of the four major demon sects.

The battle situation that was originally relatively stable has now become extremely turbulent. On the battlefield, the high-level warriors of the Void Realm, who were usually considered strong in the Yuanwu Continent, were like grass and grass, and their lives were worthless.

No matter which disciple of Zhengdao or Demon Sect died, it did not cause anyone's emotions to fluctuate. Their eyes were already firmly occupied by blood-red murderous intent.

In order to consume Mo Lin's time to transform into a dragon, the two soul-eating elders of Mo Yuan Sect actually used a forbidden secret method of Mo Yuan Sect to blind the intelligence of more than a hundred demon sect virtual realm warriors below. At this moment, let They became unafraid of death and rushed forward desperately to delay Mo Lin's footsteps.

Although in less than one stick of incense, nearly thirty or forty seventh- and eighth-level warriors of the Demon Sect's virtual realm have died tragically, it must be said that this crazy move of killing three hundred enemies and damaging one thousand is really Some results have been achieved.

Mo Lin, who was half human and half dragon, had a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

His attacks became even more ruthless.

With a crazy and violent roar, he inspired a rolling aura within more than ten feet around him. Suddenly, seven or eight Demon Sect warriors who had blinded their intelligence and became fearless of death rolled out, vomiting blood, and their bodies Shocked into powder.

However, only the unimportant Void Realm disciples died. The eight King Realm disciples from several major branches of the Demon Sect were still standing in the distance, stuffing various pills into their mouths, and then looking at them with cold eyes. A bloody battlefield in which there is no mercy.

They didn't take action. They were recharging their energy one by one, waiting for the opportunity that finally came.

There is no doubt that their current target is not the Void Realm disciples in Tianji Palace, but the big shot Mo Lin.

They exchanged dozens of virtual realms for the life of Mo Lin, the third elder of Tianji Palace. This transaction was a huge profit for them...

kill! kill! kill!

Angry roars stirred below.

Ning Chen and other people in the Tianji Palace also noticed the conspiracy of the Demon Sect, and rolled up the Yunfeng Sword Formation at all costs, heading towards the Demon Sect to take some of the pressure off Mo Lin.

However, there are too many people on the other side.

About half of them were pulled to contain Mo Lin, and the remaining fifty or sixty people were launching indiscriminate bombardments at the Yunfeng Sword Formation.

The massive and powerful attacks were like rain of arrows falling from the sky, constantly bombarding the Yunfeng Sword Formation. The golden sword formation had become shaky under such intensive and powerful attacks.

The energy consumption was so great that many disciples in the formation suddenly fell forward while walking and could not get up again.

The golden light emanating from the sword array has weakened a lot compared to when the battle began.

Ning Chen, who was supporting the core of the sword array, turned a little pale at this time.

His aura at the early stage of the King's Realm became sluggish, and rows of dense beads of sweat oozed out on his forehead. Behind him, many of the elite disciples of Tianji Palace were equally weak, with despair gleaming in their eyes.

Among these people, only Liang Jiuzhou, the leader of the "Four Great Geniuses", still stood behind Ning Chen with his head held high, his face firm, his whole body exuding billowing sword intent and energy fluctuations, and he kept firing into the sword formation. Enter your own Yuan Power and Sword Intent.

Liang Jiuzhou, who was at the late stage of the ninth level of the Void Realm, could definitely compete with some strong men who had just entered the King Realm. It was precisely because of Liang Jiuzhou that Ning Chen was able to drive the Yunfeng Sword Formation to this point.

However, if the force of the Demon Sect warrior camp, which had two or three times more people than them, was not attacked, if it were not for the extremely magical Tianji Yunfeng Sword Formation and the support of Ning Chen and Liang Jiuzhou, these Void Realm disciples alone would have disappeared long ago.

Even so, the sword array's forward movement slowed down, and the steps of the disciples of Tianji Palace moving forward were already heavy.

The forbidden secret method of Moyuan Sect enables the warriors in the virtual realm to unleash their full potential and display their most powerful martial arts, making everyone act like a madman.

The entire consciousness of these Demon Sect warriors was occupied by endless killing intent. They were not afraid of death and only knew how to attack crazily.

Judging from the shaky golden sword formation, Ning Chen's side can obviously no longer hold on, but he must do this. If Elder Mo Lin is really delayed by a group of virtual realms from transforming into a dragon, when the time comes for the Eight King Realms to take action, Tianji Palace will definitely be defeated.

Ning Chen raised his head and saw that the number of people surrounding Elder Mo Lin above his head was getting thinner and thinner. A trace of hope could not help but appear in his eyes.

"Third Elder, this is all I, Ning Chen, can do. The rest is up to you."

"The life and death of our disciples are all in your hands..."