Although Ji Wushuang has just recovered, because she was obsessed and not seriously injured, she has already recovered a lot after just recovering and taking the pill given by Lin Bing.
After half a day of galloping, Ji Wushuang and his party had arrived at the Blood Moon Sect's headquarters.
After the Blood Moon Sect was captured by the Rakshasa Sect, the disciples of the Blood Moon Sect who were lucky enough to escape fled here to camp temporarily.
This is a valley with a large formation in the center.
At the entrance of the valley, there were several Blood Moon Sect disciples standing. When they saw Gu Chixiao and others, their faces showed joy, but when they saw Ji Wushuang behind Gu Chixiao, they were even more excited and filled with tears.
"It's the leader!"
"The leader is back."
Several disciples shouted loudly, followed by a burst of suppressed crying.
Ji Wushuang felt warm in her heart. She knew that these disciples had hope because of her.
Ji Wushuang stepped forward, gently patted a female disciple on the shoulder, and said softly.
"Don't cry, we still have hope."
When everyone entered the valley, they saw other disciples of the Blood Moon Sect. They were sitting or standing, all of them looking depressed, obviously suffering a big blow.
When Mo Qinghuan saw this, he immediately said loudly: "Blood Moon Sect disciples, listen to the order, the master is back!"
As Mo Qinghuan's voice fell, everyone's eyes were focused on Ji Wushuang. When they saw Ji Wushuang's return, they all showed surprise on their faces.
Ji Wushuang was moved. She knew that these disciples had the courage to persevere because of her. She took a deep breath and spoke.
"Disciples, the Rakshasa Sect has bullied others too much. We must take revenge!"
"Now, the Rakshasa Sect has occupied our sect's headquarters. Although we have suffered heavy losses, as long as we work together, we will definitely have a chance to revive the sect!"
Ji Wushuang's words cheered everyone up, and they all expressed their willingness to follow Ji Wushuang and take revenge together.
Gu Chixiao and Mo Qinghuan looked at each other with admiration in their eyes. They knew that Ji Wushuang had won the trust and respect of these disciples.
Ji Wushuang had confidence in her heart. She knew that these disciples were ready to go through fire and water for her, so she said loudly: "Disciples, please join me now to launch the final decisive battle against the Rakshasa Sect!"
Everyone responded in unison: "Follow the leader to the death!"
The sound was loud and the momentum was like a rainbow.
Ji Wu's eyes flashed with murderous intent. She knew that this was her last chance. If she failed, not only would the Blood Moon Sect be completely destroyed, but she would no longer have the face to live in the world.
So she took a deep breath and said, "Then let's set out immediately, go straight to Huanglong, and destroy these beasts!"
After that, Ji Wushuang took the lead and rushed out of the valley, followed by a group of enthusiastic disciples.
Gu Chixiao and Mo Qinghuan looked at each other with worries in their eyes. They knew that this battle would be the key to the survival of the Blood Moon Sect, but they followed Ji Wushuang's footsteps without hesitation.
In an atmosphere of chilling, the disciples of the Blood Moon Sect rushed towards the Blood Moon Sect's station.
This used to be their territory, the place where they relied for survival, so this time they have to fight back and regain their territory.
They passed through a dense forest and came to a deserted valley. The valley was filled with a strong smell of blood. It was obvious that a tragic battle had taken place here.
Everyone's hearts sank, but Ji Wushuang had already rushed out first.
Ji Wushuang flew up and slashed towards a mountain peak in the valley with a sword.
Just hearing a loud noise, the mountain peak was cut in half and collapsed. Ji Wushuang's figure was like lightning, cutting off the surrounding peaks one after another, forming a huge gap.
Seeing this, everyone rushed into the gap following Ji Wushuang.
They passed through the ruins and finally saw the Blood Moon Sect's headquarters.
At this moment, the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect were gathering on a high platform. When they saw the disciples of the Blood Moon Sect charging towards them, they all drew their weapons to fight.
The disciples of the two sects quickly fought each other, and for a while the sword energy was flowing freely, and the fight was inextricable.
Ji Wushuang is holding a long sword, and his figure is erratic. Sometimes he appears in the enemy camp, and sometimes he flies back to his own team. Every time he takes a shot, he can take away the life of a Rakshasa disciple.
Gu Chixiao and Mo Qinghuan also showed great strength. They attacked and defended, and cooperated with each other tacitly, leaving the Rakshasa Sect disciples helpless.
The battle has entered a fierce stage, and both sides have become red-blooded. The disciples of the Blood Moon Sect are desperate for revenge, while the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect are forced into a desperate situation, and they have to resist desperately.
Duan Wuya, the leader of the Rakshasa Sect, was standing on the high platform at the moment. He stared coldly at the Blood Moon Sect disciples who were charging towards them, with a sneer on his lips.
With a wave of his hand, the Rakshasa Sect disciples rushed towards the Blood Moon Sect disciples, and the two forces fought fiercely on the high platform.
Duan Wuya suddenly discovered that Ji Wushuang did not join the battle immediately, but stood under the high platform, forming seals with his hands, and his face became increasingly pale.
Duan Wuya was shocked when he saw this. He realized that Ji Wushuang was activating some kind of powerful technique.
Duan Wuya was about to stop, but it was too late.
Ji Wushuang muttered words and pushed hard with both hands. An invisible wave spread instantly and enveloped the entire high platform. Duan Wuya only felt a huge force restraining him, unable to move.
This is... the realm of the realm!
Duan Wuya was horrified. He never expected that Ji Wushuang could cast such a powerful spell. He struggled hard, but found that he could no longer move, and the entire high platform was enveloped by an invisible force.
At the same time, the disciples of the Blood Moon Sect had suppressed all the Rakshasa Sect disciples on the high platform. Gu Chixiao and Mo Qinghuan were even more like they were in a no-man's land, killing the Rakshasa Sect disciples with one sword and one whip. Crying for father and mother.
Although Lin Bing, Su Yueyan, Tang Meng'er, and Luo Lan were unable to join the battle of the Nascent Soul Stage monks, the Foundation Establishment Stage monks were able to contribute, and they were the absolute main force of the Blood Moon Sect.
Each one of them exuded a powerful aura and rushed towards the Rakshasa disciples who were bound on the stage.
Lin Bing's eyes glanced around the crowd, and then fixed on a figure who had bullied him and Luo Lan. That was the director of the Rakshasa Sect, a guy who was only in the early stages of foundation building. The powerful forces humiliated Lin Bing and Luo Lan.
At this moment, the supervisor was trembling with fear and looking at Lin Bing with a pale face. He tried to beg Lin Bing for mercy, but his words turned into weak begging.
A coldness flashed in Lin Bing's eyes. He held a long sword and walked towards the supervisor step by step.
Lin Bing's every step seemed to step on the supervisor's heart, making him tremble with fear.
Luo Lan followed closely behind, looking at the supervisor with cold eyes. The two of them went one behind the other, surrounding the supervisor.
