The closer they got to the Maoshan Sect, the more cultivators appeared along the way, and those twelfth-level people who came to watch the battle also came out without hesitation, and came to Yu Hualong's side like Wei Boling and Jiu Shengxian Master. Talking to him with a smile, it looked like we were going to attack the Maoshan sect together.
More than ten minutes later, everyone finally approached the Maoshan Sect. At this time, everyone in the Maoshan Sect had retreated into Sanmao Cave. The luxurious Taoist temples located on the tops of mountains outside were empty, which was completely different from the prosperous scene in the past.
Scanning the Taoist temples, the second king chuckled: "This is just like the Maoshan sect being wiped out."
"It's just a matter of later time." The evil king smiled faintly, and with a flick of his hand, the powerful zhenqi turned into palm power and swept down. The three Taoist temples that were close to each other instantly collapsed and scattered into dust all over the ground.
Glancing at the Evil King, Yu Hualong shook his head and said with a smile: "Why should the Evil King have trouble with these buildings?"
The evil king smiled and said nothing, while Cao Hairong scratched his hair and gloated: "Rui Hai must be very angry now."
Everyone was happy when they heard this. Due to the rules of the Eastern Tu Royal Family, only Cao Hairong and Xuanyuan Luzhang from Laoshan Guimen and Fengdu came over. For the Yin Yang Sect, because Yu Hualong was definitely going to fight, they were both at the Zhanghai stage. Yu Ruhai could only stay in the Yin Yang Sect in frustration, relying on mobile phone videos to understand the battle here.
In the time it took for a few people to talk, Zhi Zhenren, Fan Shan and others had already destroyed most of the buildings sent by Maoshan.
For hundreds of years, Ghost Dao has been targeted by all parties. In recent years, some Taoist sects headed by Maoshan Sect have tried their best to squeeze out Ghost Dao. Even though Zizhenren and others are extraordinary in strength, they have suffered several losses from the Daoist sect. They are not gentle and humble gentlemen. Even if they cannot destroy the Maoshan sect today, it would be very satisfying to wipe out their superficial structures.
A few people were having fun when a cold shout suddenly sounded in the night in the distance. Zhirenzhen, who had just smashed a stone tower, suddenly felt that the void around him was like steel. Even though his body was filled with ghost power, it was difficult to break free.
Bang! The Evil King, who appeared in front of Zhiren like a ghost, reached out with one hand and received a lightning strike from tens of thousands of meters away. He rubbed his slightly sore tiger's mouth. The Evil King looked at Blade Jin with interest. Where he came from, Lang smiled and said: "What a sacrifice to Yan Lei Gang! Who is coming from Qingcheng Mountain?"
Quietly, a middle-aged man wearing a blue simple shirt walked out of the night. The simple shirt he wore seemed to be just an ordinary T-shirt, but from the twisted and detailed patterns, one could feel the majesty of it. Wuyou's tyrannical thunder breath.
"Qingcheng Mountain, Tianbeicheng!"
After announcing his name calmly, the middle-aged man glanced at the crowd, with a scornful smile on his lips: "Where did you get the courage to invade Maoshan?"
"Where do you get the courage to invade Maoshan?" Zong Shengli, standing in the crowd, couldn't help but muttered, "I don't know, I thought he was from the Maoshan sect. What I said, it smells so strong of bullshit!"
Although he spoke softly, Tian Beicheng, as a powerful man in the Heavenly Tribulation, had extremely good ears. His face suddenly turned ferocious and he said coldly: "What a stinky mouth!"
Seeing that Tian Beicheng seemed to be about to take action, Yu Hualong smiled, and the Yin and Yang Soul Realm quietly unfolded, covering hundreds of people behind him. At the same time, Luo Yinxiao and Chen Xinqi both flew forward with smiles, and the power of inner demons filled the world and intertwined with each other. Like a net, it swept towards Tian Beicheng.
The three palm seas started to attack together. Even though Tian Beicheng was the senior Tianjie, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He didn't bother to teach Zong Sheng a lesson. The thunder agang around his body flashed, and he bypassed everyone and sank into Sanmao Cave.
"He didn't go to Sanmao Cave from the teleportation array," the second king said in surprise as Tian Beicheng disappeared into the void, "Did everyone from Qingcheng Mountain fly here directly?"
"He should be the only one," the evil king smiled half-heartedly. "He is arrogant and arrogant because he relies on his own strength and thinks he can ignore us."
Everyone laughed. Among the crowd, Yu Lewei's hair was tied up high, and her face was as beautiful as a fairy covered with a hint of ice smoke. She had a quiet temperament, and she would only show up when she faced Shi Chishang. Show a passion that few others see.
At this time, she was staring at the area where Tian Beicheng disappeared. Although there was nothing there, she knew very well that the entrance to Sanmao Cave was there.
The conflict between the Yin Yang Sect and the Maoshan Sect, and the conflict between the Taoist Sect and the Ghost Sect, at first glance appear to be Nie Qingyuan's almost mad dog-like targeting behavior, but tracing back to the source, Nie Qingyuan has always firmly believed that Yu Lewei will one day overthrow the Maoshan Sect.
"You think I will overthrow Maoshan, then I will overthrow you and show you, the great sect, the famous sect from ancient times!"
With her eyes as bright as frost, Yu Lewei's fingertips gently touched the hilt of An Sujian. Her sword intent was already extremely sharp, burning like invisible flames all over her body.
Seeing that the Ghost Dao people were temporarily stopped in mid-air without making any movement, Immortal Master Jiu Sheng asked curiously: "Master Yu, what are you waiting for?"
"You guys who are watching the fun, why don't you take a good look at the fun?" Chen Meijia glanced at the Huashan headmaster in a slightly speechless manner, while Yu Hualong also shook his head in a funny way, turned to look at the people behind him, and everyone was The cultivators of the twelfth, eleventh and tenth levels understood and took out a crystal one after another, and then crushed it one by one.
As hundreds of crystal barriers were activated, endless void power instantly filled the world. Under the control of Yu Hualong's soul as huge as the abyss, they intertwined with each other and outlined themselves into a wall, with tens of thousands of people in a radius centered on Maoshan. All meters are isolated.
Hundreds of crystal barriers were activated together, and the formed barrier was so tyrannical. Not only did it cover an extremely large area, but the constructed barrier was even more powerful. From the perspective of space, Maoshan and Sanmao Cave Sky were connected. The human world was "pulled out" and isolated in an independent space that both overlapped with the human world and was not connected with each other.
Looking around, the Evil King looked at Yu Hualong with questioning eyes. Yu Hualong turned back to look at Yu Lewei, who was frowning as if talking to someone. When he saw his father, he immediately shook his head. shook his head.
Sighing softly, Yu Hualong turned around and said calmly: "No matter how strong the crystal barrier is, it is only temporary. As expected, it cannot isolate the original induction of the human world. Let's wait until we enter Sanmao Cave Heaven."
"That's fine!" The Evil King nodded, while Gui Xuzi looked at the entrance to the cave that was gradually revealed in front of him, and said with a smile: "It seems that the Maoshan Sect can't bear it any longer."
As the crystal barrier separated the world from the sky, the Maoshan faction, which originally wanted to rely on the cave sky to fight, had to give up its plan to stick to it. As spider web-like cracks in the void emerged, countless figures also stepped out of the cave sky, majestic waves. The momentum of heaven and earth also surged up one after another, confronting the ghosts from afar.
The fifteen Heavenly Tribulation Stages of the Maoshan Sect headed by Ling Ziyang, plus the four Heavenly Tribulation Stages of Qingcheng Shantian Beicheng, Zhongnan Mountain April True Lord and Baodan True Lord, and Yuping Mountain Sanyu True Lord, totaled nineteen. Standing proudly in front of the crowd during the Heavenly Tribulation Period.
After the nineteen people, there are eighty-seven Maoshan sect Yuanshen stage and nearly 400 Huanxu stage.
As for the intermediate and low-level Taoists in the fusion stage, transformation stage, and out-of-body stage, there are countless others.
The densely packed Taoists, except for the nineteen Heavenly Tribulation Periods, all the remaining people gathered together according to the prior arrangement. The surging Taoist power gathered together, and together with countless spiritual talismans glowing with brilliant aura, they built a series of buildings. Big array.
Cultivation of truth and goodness! Taoists who are separated from self-cultivation are undoubtedly equally good at formation!
"Eight Yang Demon Slaying Formation!"
"Yin-Yang Reversal Formation!"
"Anode Burning Dragon Spirit Slaying Formation!"
Looking at the large formations, there were some ripples in Yu Hualong's eyes. Even though he was at the pinnacle of Palm Sea, facing such a dense and equally huge Taoist formation, he was still inevitably afraid.
While Maoshan was marching out in a mighty manner, Ghost Road also took action.
First, everyone from the Heavenly Corpse Sect, headed by the headmaster Huang Huang, untied the wooden coffin behind them. With their palms filled with ghost power, they peeled off the talisman papers on the coffin. Suddenly, a strong smell of corpses filled the air from the gaps in the coffin lid. When they came out, a muffled roar like one from hell could be heard quietly, like a dull drum and a heavy hammer. Anyone who heard the roar would feel their chest suffocated and find it difficult to breathe.
Then everyone from the Soul Summoning Sect gathered together, each sitting cross-legged, chanting mantras, forming seals with their hands, and moving along with the mantra seals. Behind them, shadows appeared, each with three heads and six arms. Although they were in human form, they were not. Like human race.
Various forces such as Hungry Ghost Dao, Laoshan Ghost Sect, and Fengdu are all active, but the most eye-catching among them are the eighty-one Yin and Yang Immortal Slayers wearing black and white costumes.
Seeing the eighty-one people, Ling Ziyang's pupils narrowed and he raised his voice: "It seems that this is the team you cultivated overseas."
Yu Hualong smiled and said nothing. Before setting off earlier, he had killed the Taoist Lord Tianli who had been captured alive. With the secret method, the Maoshan Sect must have also obtained the memory of Lord Tianli Dao before his death and knew the existence of the Yin Yang Immortal Slayer.
Glancing at Ghost Dao and the heroes of the Evil Alliance, Ling Ziyang suddenly frowned and said, "Where is Shi Chi Shang? Why don't you see him?"
"Hey, I didn't expect that a mere junior could make the majestic Master Maoshan care so much," Xuanyuan Luzhang frowned, half-smiling, "He is not here, I will disappoint Master Ling."
His eyebrows were furrowed, Ling Ziyang's thoughts were racing, and his eyes suddenly brightened: "How dare you?!"
"Why don't you dare?" Knowing that Ling Ziyang had guessed his own arrangement, Yu Hualong laughed. The plan that he had been planning for many years was approaching a critical moment. Even though he was a rich man, he couldn't help but look crazy and said proudly, "Guess what he is?" Which of your houses will you go to?"
The expressions of Tian Beicheng, True Lord April, True Lord Baodan, and True Lord Sanyu all changed drastically. With Shi Chishang's terrifying escape technique, even a simple wandering attack was enough to cause heavy losses to the three of their vassals outside. .
"Okay! Don't give them time to form a formation!"
Seeing that the fish turned into a dragon and successfully disrupted the four people's minds, the Evil King raised his sword eyebrows, and the true energy of the heavenly realm suddenly came out of his body. He took the lead to get out of the crowd, punched out, and set off boundless strong winds, facing several heavenly calamity stages. It was even more difficult to maintain his body shape, so he was forced to step aside, letting him rush through the forest like a tiger and kill directly in front of Ling Ziyang.
Seeing the Evil King commit suicide, Ling Ziyang's eyebrows furrowed, his expression remained unchanged, he raised his fingertips, and a fairy sword with vast thunder breath appeared in front of him, and the blade flipped over, facing the fist swung by the Evil King.
There was a loud bang, like an angry thunder exploding in the ears. The people in Maoshan were close to each other, so the impact was undoubtedly more severe. Except for many Heavenly Tribulation Periods who could still maintain their own energy, many other spirits were still empty and unable to integrate. Not only was his chest suffocated, but he was so violent that his blood surged all over his body, and he couldn't even control the power in his body.
After punching the fairy sword, the evil king let out a miserable groan and said angrily: "Ling Ziyang knows how to rely on fairy weapons..." But before he could finish speaking, Ling Ziyang had already struck with the fairy sword. The chop came, forcing him to concentrate quickly and gather his fist strength to fight back.
