Full moon night.
Thin clouds cover the moon.
In the originally clear night sky, a dark cloud came from nowhere and blocked the moonlight.
At night, the sky shook and the earth shook, and the roar shook the sky.
When the child's hour comes, the children who feel the sensation rush outside desperately, trying to get out of trouble.
However, how could the masters of Nanling give it this chance.
The moment the child tried to rush out, Old Suzaku and Master Xuanwu took action one after another to block his figure.
In the violent impact, Old Zhuque and Xuanwu Sect were defeated one after another, and the forbidden area was stained with blood.
The strength of the Half-Step God Realm is beyond imagination.
"Roar!"
After repelling the two strong human beings one after another, the child roared again, and continued to rush outside with a surging black air flow.
Even though his own consciousness has become more and more incomplete under the erosion of the power of the underworld, the child seems to know that he does not have much time and must get out as soon as possible.
Similarly, the strong men of the human race also knew that they could never let the underworld in front of them break out of the restriction, so they faced it without reservation.
But after hearing the loud impact, one after another human masters rushed forward risking their lives, and then were knocked away by the children's punches and palms. No one was their enemy.
The absolute crushing strength makes all coordination and tactics look so pale.
In a moment, there was almost no one standing in front of the child.
Outside the mutated land, Wang Teng and others were shocked when they saw the terrifying power of the monsters inside.
"Little bastard."
On the side, Xiao Xiao looked at the situation inside and whispered softly, "Do you think we can win?"
This underworld is so powerful, they don't even have a chance to set up a formation, how are they going to fight?
"Definitely."
Wang Teng said solemnly, "We have a secret weapon. As long as we succeed once, we can seal this monster!"
While speaking, Wang Teng looked at Ye Zangfeng not far away, his eyes full of concentration.
There is no doubt that Ye Zangfeng does not have many opportunities. Monsters of that level cannot show too many flaws.
Ahead, Ye Zangfeng seemed to notice the eyes behind him, but his expression remained calm. His eyes were fixed on the battle ahead, waiting for his chance to take action.
"Roar!"
Under the gaze of everyone, the child rushed wildly outside the restriction, and was about to escape successfully.
At this moment, a sharp sword came through the air behind the child. It was Xiao Yiren who was holding the Taichu Sword. When everyone was trying to stop the child, he quietly came behind the child and chose to attack by surprise. Give it a heavy blow.
Behind every glamorous person in the world, there is basically a dark history.
The only difference is that there are more and less.
There is no doubt that Xiao Yi's people are the kind of people with a lot of dark history.
However, after ascending to such a high position as the Lord of Qinglong Sect, he gradually became white and showed his most glorious side to the unsuspecting world.
Perhaps, this is the beauty of the world.
Today, facing the darker land of the underworld, Xiao Yiren did not care about the rules of the famous family and directly chose the sneak attack with the highest probability of success.
Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult to defend against a deliberate sneak attack by a strong man at the peak of the Five Realms.
Especially the opponent is a Netherworld who doesn't have much reason, only instinct.
Amid everyone's nervous gazes, Xiao Yiren's figure flashed over and stabbed the child in the back of the heart with a sword.
Visible to the naked eye, the Taichu Sword penetrated the child's chest, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling black blood.
"Roar!"
In an instant, the child roared in pain, then turned around and slapped the woman behind him.
Xiao Yiren stepped down, drew his sword and retreated. However, he was still affected by the wind of his palm and flew out covered in blood.
"Formation!"
After a successful move, during the battle, the White Tiger Sect Master shouted urgently, signaling for everyone to form a formation.
During the battle, the masters of the top four sects who could still get up, regardless of being seriously injured, immediately joined forces to form a formation and trapped the bodies of the underworld.
Suddenly, in the land of changes, four huge phantoms of gods appeared. The green dragon, white tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu appeared, and they began to gallop around the children.
Two years later, the Four Elephants Conferred God Formation reappeared in the world, as if the battle at Tianshan Peak had reappeared. The difference was that it was formed by more than ten masters from the previous four sects, and its power was unquestionable. Countless times stronger.
The Conferring God Formation was opened. In the formation, the child roared repeatedly, and the black air around him spread wildly, resisting the power of the Four Elephants Conferring God Formation.
Outside the mutated land, everyone clenched their fists and looked increasingly nervous as they looked at Netherland, who was constantly resisting within the formation.
Can it succeed?
"puff!"
Suddenly, among the powerful men of the upper four sects, a middle-aged man in the late stage of the fifth realm spurted out a mouthful of blood. Apparently, his body had reached the limit of endurance.
It is not that easy to seal a half-step god in the underworld.
"The Suzaku Holy Art will burn the world with fire!"
Seeing that the Four Elephants Conferred God Formation had reached its limit, Old Suzaku endured his injuries and charged forward with raging flames all over his body.
"boom!"
Within the formation, the palms of both hands were joined together, and the power of Netherland and the sacred flame of Suzaku attacked each other. With the help of the suppression of the formation, Old Suzaku barely blocked the full blow of Netherland in front of him.
"The White Tiger's true power makes the tiger roar in the mountains and forests!"
The moment Old Suzaku blocked Ning Tu, during the battle, the White Tiger Sect Master also gathered all his power, swung his spear, swept over, and hit Ning Tu on the head with a bang.
Huge force exploded, and the ground cracked under the child's feet, and his legs sank several inches into the ground.
"The true power of Xuanwu, Overlord Ji!"
The moment the two suppressed Mingtu, the Xuanwu Sect Master's attack also came, and a punch full of explosive power hit Mingtu's heart.
The punches of the fists, one after another, passed through the flesh and blood of Netherland and reached his heart.
Suddenly, black blood burst out from the child's heart, staining the battlefield with blood.
"Roar!"
After being hit hard one after another, the child roared angrily, ignored the three people's attacks, punched out, and counterattacked strongly.
"Shout to you uncle!"
The moment the child was about to fight back, Xiao Yiren's figure swept over from outside the battle and slashed down with his sword, directly cutting off the child's arm.
The severed arm flew down, and black blood spurted out like a waterfall. The child was in pain and screamed in pain.
"Ye Zangfeng!"
The moment everyone joined forces and barely restrained Ming Tu, the leader of the White Tiger Sect shouted urgently, signaling for action.
Outside the Four Elephants Conferred God Formation, Ye Zangfeng, who had spotted the right moment, was already moving, holding a sword in his hand. He turned into a sword, and the aurora gleamed, and the sword broke through the darkness.
When everyone saw this situation, their faces showed excitement.
The battle to slay the demons was beginning to dawn. Unexpectedly, at this moment, in the middle of the battle, a figure swept over and blocked Ye Zangfeng.
Then, the second path, the third path, the fourth path... countless, endless.
"White Eyes Netherland!"
Outside the mutated land, Xiao Xiao and Wang Teng's expressions changed when they saw a large number of monsters quickly appearing in front of them.
Oops!
