The war starts in the clouds first, because for a strong man of this level, the sky will fall apart and the earth will fall apart, and the sea will dry up and the rocks will rot! Therefore, their battlefields are all above the clouds, otherwise they will cause divine punishment.
At this moment, Murong Zhan, the master of the Shushan Sword Tomb, and Dugu Xianqin, the master of the Lingyue Palace, stood side by side. They looked at Yuan Hong, the master of the Qingyun Sect, with a solemn expression. This was an old man who looked like an immortal, with white hair and a white beard. Purple Taoist robes and a lotus crown on his head.
Yuan Hong looked at Murong Zhan and Dugu Xianchen and said solemnly: "If you have to spare others, why should you two kill them all?"
Murong Zhan snorted coldly and replied: "The Blood Demon Sect is cold-blooded and ruthless, massacring millions of lives. God is angry and everyone is angry! Everyone will be punished!"
Dugu Xianqin shouted: "You, the Qingyun Sect, claim to be the leader of the Taoist sect, but instead of destroying the Blood Evil Sect, you help the evil sect. Aren't you afraid of the ridicule of the world?"
"Haha" Yuan Hong sneered and said: "The monks are following the path of defying heaven and seeking immortality. The lives of millions of ordinary people don't matter. Besides, can you really stop me, the Qingyun Sect?"
"You won't know until you fight!" Murong Zhan said tit for tat.
Yuan Hong smiled contemptuously, and slapped Murong Zhan with a thousand-foot-long purple palm.
When Dugu Xianqin was about to raise his sword to meet him, a figure appeared in the void.
He said in a deep voice to Dugu Xianqin, "Your opponent is me!"
It was Yuan Hong's junior brother Yuan Qing.
Dugu Xianqin and Yuan Qing fought in another battle.
Looking at the giant purple palm that contained terrifying energy, Murong Zhan showed no fear. He unsheathed his sword with two fingers and slashed at the giant palm. The blue sword slowly grew in size until it was a thousand feet in size and stabbed at the giant purple palm.
The battle in the clouds broke out fiercely.
At this time, the elders who were waiting for the attack order heard Murong Zhan's magnetic voice: "Palace Master Dugu and I can only hold them off for three hours. You must completely wipe out the Blood Evil Sect within this time!
Liuyun, you and Elder Xianchen must kill Ouyang Ming! "
Just listen to Ye Liuyun roar: "Kill!"
Eight teams rushed over from different directions.
Su Yunfei's team also took action. He and Xiao Yunxi cooperated with each other and continuously killed the Blood Demon Sect disciples. In less than a quarter of an hour, they rushed to the hinterland of the Blood Demon Sect.
They were marching too smoothly, and suddenly the leader shouted: "It's better to retreat quickly! We have entered the blood evil formation." It was too late.
The Blood Evil Formation is a vicious and vicious formation. If you fall into the formation, you will quickly lose the essence in your body, causing people to explode and die. The blood sprayed will nourish the source of the formation, making the formation more and more powerful. It is simply It is a replica of the blood domain that was transformed into after the blood demon skill was completed.
At this moment, blood lines suddenly appeared in the formation, and the stinking smell of blood was nauseating.
More than two hundred Xuesha Sect disciples in blood-colored robes suddenly appeared, and the leading Xuesha Sect elder said viciously: "Do you really think we have no power to resist?
If you are trapped in the bloody formation, no matter how hard you resist, you will all turn into a pile of withered bones! Ha ha ha ha! "
Seeing this group of inhumane executioners, everyone was furious, but the Blood Evil Formation was too strong, and disciples continued to explode and die, nourishing the formation.
Xiao Yunxi immediately put blood-avoiding charms on Su Yunfei and herself, and because they were next to the leader, the damage they received was relatively small.
Seeing his fellow disciples who were fighting side by side constantly falling down, Su Yunfei was heartbroken and his eyes were splitting. Because of his low strength, he couldn't do much.
The elder who led the team also spent a lot of energy to protect the many disciples.
At this moment, the leader also calmed down and reminded everyone: "Don't panic, everyone. Although the blood evil formation is strong, it is not impossible to break. Let's all bombard the formation eye in the northwest corner. As long as the formation eye is destroyed, the blood evil formation will be destroyed." The evil formation will collapse on its own!"
Everyone began to bombard the northwest corner of the formation. In order to stop everyone and protect the formation, the Blood Demon Sect kept firing cold arrows and spells.
Many Shushan Sword Tomb and Lingyue Palace disciples fell under the cold arrows and became the tonic that nourished the magic circle.
In order to protect the disciples, the leader of the team blocked many cold arrows and spells, and was gradually exhausted.
Finally, under the bombardment of everyone who paid a heavy price and worked together, the formation eye in the northwest corner exploded to pieces! The formation completely collapsed.
At this moment, there are less than a hundred disciples in Shushan Sword Tomb and Lingyue Palace who can stand up, and they are all injured to varying degrees, and the leader is also seriously injured!
The elder of the Blood Demon Sect gritted his teeth and said: "Huh! Although you have broken the Blood Demon Formation, you are still at the end of your battle! Now your death has come, kill me!"
The war started and a melee broke out between the two sides!
Soldiers versus soldiers versus generals, elders versus elders!
Su Yunfei's eyes were blood red at the moment and his face was ferocious. He relied on his quick footwork and powerful sword energy to continuously kill everyone in the Blood Demon Sect. Especially the Rainbow Sword Technique he used with great proficiency. When he slashed out with colorful sword light, a large number of enemies fell. Down.
Xiao Yunxi also continued to charge, her expression became colder and colder, and she kept raising and lowering the knife. Her beautiful figure was like a beautiful scenery, but unfortunately no one was in the mood to appreciate it now.
The battle was so brutal that the leader couldn't bear to see her disciples fall. She suddenly shouted at everyone: "Stand back!"
As if he understood something, Xiao Yunxi said urgently: "Uncle Xianyun, don't want it!" He ran towards the leader of the team desperately.
A gentle steam pushed Xiao Yunxi back.
After looking in the direction of Lingyue Palace and the sky, she rushed towards the elder of the Blood Demon Sect, hugged him and blew herself up.
A powerful energy exploded, and the elders of the Blood Demon Sect and the nearby disciples who had no time to dodge were destroyed physically and mentally by the explosion, leaving no bones left and turned into powder!
Xiao Yunxi was heartbroken and rushed over desperately, but nothing was left, even the blood was evaporated. Tears kept falling, and Su Yunfei was heartbroken.
The disciples from Shushan Sword Tomb and Lingyue Palace who were still able to fight went completely crazy and rushed towards the remaining Blood Demon Sect disciples with their magic weapons. Some of the seriously injured disciples were desperate for their lives and pulled the enemy to self-destruct.
Xiao Yunxi also went crazy and rushed towards the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect. She transformed into a female demon and started killing like crazy.
The people of the Blood Demon Sect completely lost their fighting spirit and retreated desperately like a bereaved dog.
In the end, they were all killed!
There are less than ten people on Su Yunfei's side who are capable of fighting.
Xiao Yunxi became quiet and sat on the ground crying. Elder Xianyun, who loved her very much, died just like that.
She curled up like a helpless bird, with Su Yunfei constantly comforting her.
At this moment, a harsh sneer rang in everyone's ears, and everyone who was meditating and regaining their energy felt a chill in their hearts.
A tall man walked slowly from a distance. He was wearing a cloud-colored robe and a hairband. He had a handsome face and held a folding fan. He was looking at everyone with a seemingly elegant smile, but the murderous intent in his eyes was real.
The person coming is none other than the young master of the Qingyun Sect: Wu Qian!
