Reality, mountain of corpses, Ten Demon Sects!
The Blood Demon Palace united with the Holy Sect, and the war with the Ten Demon Sects continued.
And gradually, the original collision of formations, talismans, and magic weapons began to transform into a face-to-face collision.
This is evidence that is increasingly unfavorable to the Ten Demon Sect.
Two of the three floating islands have been turned back. Their mission has been completed far beyond imagination. Even if they continue to hold on, they will only damage the foundation and break it in vain.
On top of the mountain of corpses, demon sect monks could be seen fighting each other everywhere.
All kinds of strange, weird, and vicious spells are also emerging in endlessly.
A large number of zombies, fierce ghosts, and evil demons also came out of the gate to contribute to the defense of the Ten Demon Sect.
Shaoyang stood in the clouds, rang the bell, and shouted various rewards for killing the monks of the Blood Demon Palace.
As for the Holy Worship Sect, which was also attacking the Ten Demon Sects, Shao Yang did not mention it.
The most practical way to destroy the enemy's alliance is to unbalance the balance of strength between the two sides of the alliance.
Especially the Demon Sect, which has no loyalty at all. Once the balance of strength is imbalanced, allies can easily turn into opponents.
The magic weapon, which is as black as a dragon-shaped bronze talisman, exudes a strange brilliance. Under the urging of the magic power, the twisted and deformed body of the magic weapon seems to have a fire-like liquid flowing in it.
"swallow!"
Shaoyang shouted lowly.
The magic weapon that had turned into a huge bronze dragon spread across the mountains and swallowed a large number of Blood Demon Palace monks.
At the same time, streaks of bloody spells surrounded Shaoyang.
Within the Ten Demon Sect, there are more than ten elders who are opening an altar to practice.
They used the five internal organs, the five poisons, fierce evil spirits and other objects as casting media to cast various vicious and strange curses and attack the monks in the Blood Demon Palace.
If in the past, the monks of the Blood Demon Palace had suffered such a curse that directly targeted their souls, they would have been unable to withstand it.
However, now, they have all practiced Qi and Blood Martial Arts, and the qi and blood contain the true meaning of martial arts. As soon as the true meaning of martial arts explodes, the qi and blood steams, and most of the curses are in vain.
Shaoyang flashed rapidly in the sky, a bit of coldness flashed across his face, and the black mana flowed out like a surging river, and finally it was all input into the dragon-shaped copper talisman.
Riding a magic dragon, he flew over the corpse mountain, breathing magic flames and baking the earth.
All the protective formations in the Mountain Gate of the Ten Demon Sect were also opened.
Suddenly a bloody figure, holding a sharp blade, suddenly passed through the demonic fire, completely ignoring the pain of the demonic fire burning his body, and got close to Shaoyang.
As soon as he got close to him, the bloody figure launched a series of moves, completely blocking all of Shaoyang's escape routes and dodge space.
It was to force Shaoyang into close combat with him.
Shao Yang sneered.
"Isn't it just martial arts?"
"You think I can't do it?" Shao Yang held a broad sword in his hand, and with one sweep, he slapped the broad sword out.
Although Shaoyang is in the world of high martial arts, there hasn't been much movement since then.
However, he is indeed one of the first 'warriors' to enter the master realm in the world of high martial arts, with both background and strength.
Even in a different reality, close combat is not a weakness for him.
"break!"
In an instant, the majestic sword energy exploded, and the terrifying sword intent released wanton and high-spirited demonic intent.
With an unparalleled momentum of breaking mountains and splitting seas, the broad sword collided with the sharp and serrated sword.
The elders of the Ten Demon Sects and the Blood Demon Palace were at war in one place, entangled with each other, leaving no room for each other.
And the demon dragon transformed into the bronze dragon talisman was still swimming and flipping among the mountains, swallowing up a large number of Blood Demon Palace monks.
Of course, disciples of the Ten Demon Sects would occasionally be accidentally injured.
The flames of war burned the entire Ten Demon Sect.
It seems that except for the mountains of corpses hidden behind mountain gates, palaces, buildings, and mountains.
There is no place in the Ten Demon Sect that is not shrouded in the shadow of chaos.
At this time, Ke Xiaoliang had returned to the Ten Demon Sect, but did not show up for the decisive battle with the Blood Demon Palace.
Because Ke Xiaoliang knew very well that Li Xingzhou was preparing a 'big meal' waiting for him. Therefore, he still has to play some tricks.
In the Ten Demon Sect, above the Heart Demon Hall, some elders who specialize in weapon refining, alchemy, corpse refining, exorcism, and demon control, but who have no independent frontal combat capabilities, are using Xuanguang Illusion Technique to watch the war outside with anxiety.
"Why hasn't the sect master shown up yet?"
"Did he really escape?" said an elder in charge of alchemy.
Compared with elders in other fields, monks from the Ten Demon Sect who excel in alchemy and weapon refining have relatively lower emotional intelligence.
After all, talent and craftsmanship are king in these two aspects, and whether you can be a good person is not the most important thing.
"At this time, the sect leader must show up to stabilize the morale of the army."
"I suggest that you find someone to pretend to be the sect master. Even if he doesn't take action, as long as the sect master is there, sitting on the battlefield and overlooking the battle situation... the situation will be improved!" said an elder.
This proposal was quickly passed.
Soon a disciple who was gifted with magical powers to transform was found. He was forcefully put on various protective and defensive robes and amulets, and then he was asked to transform into Ke Xiaoliang and ride on a group of demons. Dark clouds reached the sky.
Sure enough, when Ke Xiaoliang appeared on the sky in the center of the battlefield, he was still quite dazzling in the whole chaos.
The disciples of the Ten Demons Sect, thinking of Ke Xiaoliang's majesty before, felt more confident in their hearts and fought with more fearlessness.
The disciples of the Blood Demon Palace were obviously resentful and afraid of Ke Xiaoliang. With the fear in their hearts, their martial arts methods were also greatly reduced.
Qi-Blood Martial Arts is more violent and direct than Zhen-Qi Martial Arts, with more emphasis on close combat and greater respect for martial arts will.
Now that the willpower of the Blood Demon Palace disciples is weakening, the power that Qi and Blood Martial Arts can exert is no longer as unstoppable as it was just now.
In the Blood Demon Palace camp, Li Xingzhou looked at 'Ke Xiaoliang' who appeared in the clouds and looked at it carefully.
After a while, he sneered.
"Is this your magnanimity? Ke Xiaoliang!"
"Find a fake to take the risk for you, but you hide, like a lost dog about to be deprived of all support!" Li Xingzhou did not hide this sentence at all, but said it loudly, saying his The sound filled the entire battlefield.
But above the clouds, the disciple disguised as Ke Xiaoliang just stood in the clouds dumbly, not speaking... or moving, as if he had been stabbed and unable to refute.
On the battlefield, the momentum of the Ten Demon Sect disciples who were originally excited to fight began to decline rapidly.
In contrast, the monks in the Blood Demon Palace began to return to their peak.
"Ke Xiaoliang! If you still have a sense of shame, don't hide! I know that the art of taking away your life can't do anything to you. The calamity of life and death has passed...don't you dare to show up?"
"Ke Xiaoliang! Come out! In a fair and just battle with me, I want you to know that I, Li Xingzhou, am not an opponent you can easily defeat. At this time, I want to take back everything I have lost with my own hands." Li Xingzhou's voice became more and more arrogant, preaching wantonly on the mountain of corpses.
The 'Ke Xiaoliang' in the clouds had an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.
Then, he gently raised his fist!
