Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

"Little Lord!"

"Young master, you must persevere!"

"The bright future of the Mozong still needs you to work hard!"

"This old slave still wants to follow you to the top, young master, please don't go!"

Black soil burst into tears.

Seeing such a deeply emotional master-servant relationship, the cultivators of Sect, such as Tianjianzong and Xuantian Sect, were a little moved.

"Little Lord……"

Black Earth sobbed softly.

"You old bastard crying hammer, daddy is not dead!"

Mo Longzi who had closed his eyes suddenly raised his eyelids and cursed.

"Daddy was just knocked out!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Longzi couldn't wait to close his eyes again.

He just muttered in a low voice:

"Oh, my neck hurts, press it for me later..."

Heitu stared blankly at his young master's head that was tightly pressed against his shoulders, and suddenly felt helpless...

After half an hour.

Black Earth stood up.

He laughed dryly at first, as if to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere at this time.

Then he took out a Jade Slip from his bosom, squeezed it hard and burst it away.

"Masters of the Demon Sect, show up!"

This move really startled the other party.

"Could it be that the Demon Sect still has a backup?!"

The Elder, the leader of Tianjianzong, trembled at the same time, his face was terrified.

Just now all the Sects united, and it was not a disadvantage. If the Mozong still has a backup, then it will be really bad.

At this time, the top talents of the major Sects also returned to their teams one after another. From the seriousness on their faces, it can be seen that they are not optimistic about the current situation.

"Master Jianzi, are you okay?"

Jianzi shook his head, but kept his eyes on Mozong's direction vigilantly.

"Nephew Jiang, are you okay?"

Xuantian Sect's Elder in white looked at Jiang Ming who was in a panic, and asked with concern.

"Don't worry, Elder Bai, it's just minor injuries and nothing serious."

Jiang Ming replied with a wry smile.

Then, he turned his head to look in the direction of the Great Zhou Dynasty, where the three talking and smiling beautiful figures had complicated eyes.

Just now he, Jianzi of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the other Tianjiao tried their best, but they were no match for Molongzi.

But Mo Longzi was almost crippled by one of the three women.

No, it's not almost, at least that Molongzi's neck has been crippled by 80%.

At this time, Devilish Qi became more and more concentrated in the Demon Sect camp.

A terrifying coercion swept across the entire Burial Valley.

With the appearance of demon cultivators in black robes one after another, the atmosphere at the scene became dull, gloomy, and depressing.

Until the last four old figures appeared, Tianjianzong, Xuantian Sect and other forces completely blew up the pot.

"That turned out to be the Fourth Heavenly Venerable of the Demon Sect!"

"Why did they come here? How could these old monsters look at the almost hollowed out Battlefield!"

"It's over, it's over now..."

"These four old monsters are here, so how can there be any hope of survival?"

Whether it was the big sects of the Heavenly Sword Sect or the Rogue Cultivators, there were horrified wailings and sighs one after another.

Then, there was the sound of tinkling weapons falling to the ground.

More than 80% of people are completely desperate.

"Don't give up, everyone, as long as we are united, there is still hope!"

Jiang Ming couldn't help agitating.

"Noisy boy."

One of the four old figures sneered.

Immediately after flicking his fingers, a black energy carrying a terrifying and destructive aura charged straight at him.

"Nephew Jiang, be careful!"

Xuantian Sect's white Elder came to Jiang Ming in a flash, and hurriedly raised his sword to the cross.

But even though Bai Elder tried his best, he still couldn't resist.

The terrifying black energy hit the blade without even showing signs of stagnation.

Together with the long sword, it hit Elder Bai's chest, knocking him back dozens of feet.

The solid ground was cut into a ravine more than a foot deep by the white Elder's legs.

A mouthful of blood spewed out wildly.

"White Elder!"

Jiang Ming exclaimed, and then flew to Elder Bai, and helped the latter up by his side.

"Bai Elder, how are you!"

Jiang Ming's eyes were terrified.

At that moment just now, he really felt the threat of Death.

If Bai Elder hadn't blocked it in time, he might have died long ago.

"I'm fine."

Bai Elder waved his hand, then glared at Mozong's old figure who had just made a move.

"Ma Hong! You, an old monster, actually attacked the junior, do you have any sense of shame?"

But the expression on the face of the old man called Magic Red did not fluctuate too much, he just sneered and said:

"Aren't you all juniors in front of the Four Heavenly Venerables of the Demon Sect? There doesn't seem to be much difference between attacking him and attacking you."

"What's more, I like to attack juniors the most. It's fun and risk-free. Why not do it."

"you……"

Bai Elder's face was full of anger, but he couldn't find any words to refute for a while, and he couldn't help but spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone looked at the four terrifying but extremely insidious old men in horror, trembling all over, and couldn't even give birth to the desire to escape.

"Ling'er, are those four old guys very powerful?"

Sun Xiaokong asked curiously.

Zhou Linger nodded.

"Although I don't know them well, I have heard their elders mention their vicious names. They are very terrifying old monsters."

Elder Meng sighed, his face clouded with gloom.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid I really won't be able to leave this time."

"Old Meng, is there no hope for all of us to unite?"

There was still some stubbornness on Zhou Linger's pretty face.

Old Meng shook his head.

"Mo Qing, Mo Hong, Mo Hai, and Mo Shou are the real peak powerhouses of the Mo Sect. Each of them is a great cultivator who has survived a small Heavenly Tribulation. Hehe, even if His Majesty Zhou Huang comes personally, he can only deal with one of them..."

Only at this time did Zhou Linger realize the true horror of the Demon Sect. Even her god-like father could only deal with one. Doesn't that mean that she can only wait for death?

"Master, why don't you call the Master out, I'm a little scared."

Sun Xiaokong turned his head to look in Hu Li's direction.

Unexpectedly, the latter refused immediately.

"No! Your Master can't make a move!"

With this sound, Huo San, who was secretly doing warm-up exercises and was about to go out to pretend to be 13, choked back again.

"As soon as he came out, he must have reached out to solve it again. How boring that is."

Listening to the conversation here, Elder Meng couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Secretly sigh that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.

Although she didn't know why Hu Li had reached the peak Cultivation Base Realm of Void Return at such a young age, it was still far behind the Four Heavenly Venerables of the Demon Sect.

If Sun Xiaokong's terrifying master really came, I'm afraid he would have the possibility of surviving, but there is only about a 50% certainty.

After a moment of silence, Sun Xiaokong then asked:

"Master, can you beat those old guys?"

"cannot."

"what?!"