Mo Chen made the conspiracy of Sansheng Monument public, but his real purpose was not to be a secret revealer, but to secretly activate the demon's secret technique - the life-killing magic sound through means.
The monks from Mutian Shenzong camp who were deeply affected by Mo Chen's words were unknowingly caught in the trap amid endless guilt and regret. Many of them, including three at the top of Tianxuan Realm, roared and turned into monsters and began to go crazy. Attack nearby companions.
Moreover, some people were horrified to discover that the barrier covering the entire Yidi Mountain in the sky began to change, from being solid to gradually becoming ethereal.
This does not mean that the power of the barrier is fading. On the contrary, as the barrier slowly becomes a bubble-like substance, an endless and distant mysterious area is gradually projected on the illusory and dream-like sky through unknown power.
There is endless darkness, but you can clearly see that there are black shadows that are deeper than that darkness, flashing in it, accompanied by weird roars, extremely terrifying!
boom!
The sky then darkened, the sunlight and warmth were completely cut off, and Yidi Mountain ushered in the darkest moment since the founding of the sect.
"Roar!"
"kill!"
And with a howl and a war cry, the final battle finally started!
boom! !
Each magic spell lit up instantly, and the colorful auras and the shimmering patterns of the divine runes made the world shine again, and the targets of these divine rainbows were the terrifying black demonic figures.
This is also the first time for most people on the battlefield to confront these old enemies in the fairyland!
"Except for Yidi Mountain and other sects, all disciples should retreat!"
"People from the Mutian Shen Sect, follow me to kill!!"
However, at this moment, two completely different orders came at the same time, making everyone present unable to distinguish the situation.
Especially the monks from the original Mutian Shenzong camp. The former was told by a female voice to retreat, but the latter was unquestionable and asked them to charge and kill. What should we do?
Many people only hesitated for a moment, but the black shadow swooping in front of them could no longer stop them from thinking.
Moreover, the voice belonging to Duan Mutian, the Taoist disciple of the Mutian Divine Sect, also sounded again.
"We came from all directions with the intention of revitalizing the sect, but now there is not even one out of ten left! And we are guilty of the Immortal Realm. We must die as martyrs today and follow me to death!!"
Duan Mutian's voice was full of madness and determination, and it completely ignited the emotions of all the disciples of Mutian Divine Sect. They abandoned all reason and began to charge without fear of death!
"kill!"
"Avenge your fellow sect!"
"Rush!!"
"Kill them all bastards!"
"stop……"
In an instant, the shouts of killing shook the heaven and earth. The disciples of Mutian Shen Sect, Tai Sect, Emperor Yao Sect and other sects thought of their fellow sects who had been killed by the Tianmoling sneak attack before and the crimes they had committed. They rushed out with red eyes. Go up and start fighting the enemy you have never seen before.
At this moment, although there was a faint voice trying to stop it, it was of no avail.
boom……
Clang…
ah……
The magic spell streaked across the sky, the divine weapons continued to shatter, and screams were endless. The battlefield instantly turned into a meat grinder, and miserable flowers of blood bloomed, which was extremely tragic.
"Give back my master's life!"
Click!
A Tai Zong disciple holding a giant steel scissor cried forward and tried his best to cut at the demon that had devoured his master, and was finally drowned in the darkness.
"Array, get up!"
Several disciples of the Mutian Divine Sect formed a formation in a hurry, and in the flash of black light, they trapped several demonic figures that were swinging wildly. But the next moment, the opponent broke through the formation with violent power, and hundreds of spikes suddenly sprouted from their bodies. The thorns shot out in all directions, mercilessly harvesting the lives of these Mutian Divine Sect disciples.
"Let's die together!"
In the distance in the direction of the Emperor Demon Gate, Zong Qing's younger brother Zong Hui couldn't fight the enemy demon for three breaths, so he chose to end his life by self-destruction. In the end, he only seriously injured an octopus-like demon but failed to kill him. .
In a short period of time, somehow, the situation became one-sided, and the Mutian Divine Sect suffered huge casualties.
"Senior Brother Meng...don't...want..."
Under Meng Jin's sword, a terrifying female ghost with disheveled hair and a split mouth to her ears was begging for mercy. She was actually Meng Jin's junior sister, but she had been completely affected by the life-threatening demonic sound and could not be rescued.
"Feel sorry."
Meng Jin's expression flashed with a hint of unbearability, but at the next moment he decisively swung his sword, killing all the life of this once cute little junior sister.
Then, he took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his mentality, turned his head, and observed the battlefield solemnly.
He also discovered that something was wrong!
At this time, a green lotus flashed between his eyebrows. It was Meng Jin's special physique - the Lotus Heart Dao Body, which was at work, purifying his soul at all times.
But even so, when Meng Jin was fighting against a junior sister who was a level weaker than his own just now, he still couldn't suppress the fear in his heart and almost got hit!
With his character and strength, this kind of situation should not happen!
Meng Jin was like this, not to mention the other monks, who were in various states and had frequent accidents. Some even just stood there shivering, and were beheaded by a demon before even making the slightest resistance.
This is also the reason why the monks on our side suffered heavy casualties as soon as the two sides came into contact.
"That feeling...what's going on?"
Meng Jin thought about it, but the next moment, his scalp suddenly became numb and the fishy wind coming from behind left him no time to think.
"kill!"
Meng Jin turned around and looked at the five-headed evil ghosts that appeared strangely. He frantically suppressed the fear in his heart and the two sides fought together.
And sure enough, as time went by, a large number of demons poured into the battlefield. When the flames of war burned into every corner, Meng Jin's worries were confirmed by more and more people.
"Roar!"
In addition to human legs, a fierce ghost with seven or eight spider limbs growing out of its lower body, and a half-human corpse growing out of its abdomen roared and rushed towards him. His mouth exuded an unimaginable stench, and he pounced on a man who had been under the demonic sound that claimed his life. The survivor is a disciple of the Mutian Divine Sect named Xiaolu!
"bring it on!"
The disciple roared loudly, emboldening himself to be crazy. At the same time, he also clearly realized that the strength of this demon was only at the early stage of the Condensed Body Realm, and his own cultivation was at the late stage of the Condensed Body Realm. If it was two small realms higher, he should be able to Handle!
"kill!"
After the thought fell, Xiaoke mustered up his courage, circulated his energy, put his hands in a wrestling posture, and faced the flying demon head-on.
This is the usual fighting method used by monks in the Condensed Realm. The physical body is their biggest weapon in this realm!
However, when the tyrannical wave instantly suppressed him, the fishy smell filled his nostrils, and the fat rotting corpse covered everything, he panicked.
Boom!
His heart began to beat wildly, his pupils shrank, and he looked at the huge mouth that was biting at him and the darkness that swallowed everything, and he was completely despairing.
"How...why...can't...move..."
Xiaoluo's trembling heart was completely occupied by inexplicable fear at this moment, his will was instantly defeated, his spiritual power was almost stagnant, and his body became relaxed in panic, and he could only watch helplessly as death came.
He even saw countless human silhouettes reaching out to him in the darkness.
Those were the immortal monks that this demon had killed. They shed tears of blood, opened their mouths as hard as they could, and let out miserable wails, trying to bring Xiaoge closer to them.
"No……"
At this moment, darkness falls.
Buzz! !
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At the critical moment, two flying swords flew quickly from a distance. First, they were filled with spiritual light and pierced the air. Then, one of them cut off the demon owl's head with incomparable accuracy. The other cut out countless swords in the blink of an eye, and then cut off the rotting body. , chopped into minced meat!
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