God of Hell

"Domain Violet Qiong! This time everything was planned by your members of the Purple Flame Sect."

On the outskirts of the Ziyan Mountain Range, thousands of warriors gathered here, the all-star realm was divided into two factions, with similar numbers of people on both sides.

"Haha! Mohe! Didn't your Ink Sect always want to destroy us?"

Violet Qiong Territory Lord is the Sect Master of the Purple Flame Sect, a peak star realm powerhouse, and absolute overlord near the Ziyan Mountain Range.

Although it is the first world here, it is very different from the Star Sea Realm. The pinnacle Star Realm can definitely become the overlord level, and it is still rare to see the domain master here.

"Destroy you! Humph! Are you worthy too?"

Mo He sneered. As the deputy lord of the Ink Sect, his strength is not weaker than Zi Qiong, and this time the Ink Sect has brought more than ten advanced star realms, and there are also many advanced star realm strong in their vassal forces. By.

There was a heaven and earth vision in the Ziyan Mountain Range, and everyone around the Mohe River saw it. They all came for treasure hunting. Of course, the people of the Ink Sect also knew that the Ziyan Mountain Range was the site of the Ziyan Sect. They had been eyeing the Ink Sect. Therefore, the ink school is well prepared.

"Haha! Mohe! Your ancestor Motian should be injured."

A black-robed warrior next to Zi Qiong came out with a smile. The aura on his body completely surpassed Zi Qiong. He was the existence of a half-step world king. It was really unexpected that such a strong man appeared in such a place.

"Zilu! You are not dead yet."

Mo He saw that the person's face also became serious. If there was no Zilu, he would not have to worry about the current situation, but now it is different. The appearance of Zilu made them very passive in the ink sect.

"Haha! How could I die, but I got the news that you Mo Tian forcibly broke through the realm of the realm king, and you were injured by the catastrophe. Now you are dying."

Zi Lu sneered and said, Martial Artists breaking through the realm of the realm king is inherently very dangerous, especially for some older people, their bodies are gradually declining, and they will be hit hard by the disaster.

"Everyone! The ancestors of the Ink Sect are no longer good. I advise you to choose your own camp again."

Zi Qiong looked at the martial artists around him with a sneer, and the Ink Sect did not have Mo Tian in charge, so they could not fight against the Purple Flame Sect. At least in the outside world, their Ink Sect only had one and a half steps of the master.

Mohe did not say anything! Just watching the people around him gradually leave, the so-called true love in adversity, he must see clearly those who leave at this time.

"People from the Ink Sect are willing to take refuge in our Ziyan Sect. We also accept it, and they can receive the same treatment in the Ziyan Sect."

Zi Qiong said with a light smile, his tone was so tempting that people couldn't refuse it. You must know that the Ink Sect is no longer the backbone. As long as there is a little sweetness, many people will leave the Ink Sect.

"Brother Meng Xing! Come to the Purple Flame Sect too! Your Ink Sect will not exist in this world."

Wang Ying took Meng Xing and they came here and saw everything here.

"Wang Ying! This is where you want us to come."

Meng Xing said coldly, the aura on his body became very violent. He didn't expect that there was a half-step realm king in the Purple Flame Sect, and their ink sect seemed to be really dangerous.

"My purpose! Slightly! Brother Meng Xing! I have no purpose. If Brother Meng Xing is willing to go to Ziyan Sect with me, I will be willing to serve Brother Meng Xing in the future."

Wang Ying smiled faintly, that smile seemed to penetrate into the bones, but Meng Xing's face became extremely cold, completely unlike the beginning.

"Huh! Although I love beauty, Meng Xing is not like you."

Meng Xing sneered and said, Mo Xia was astonished. He thought that Meng Xing would betray their Ink Sect, but he didn't expect to do so at the critical moment.

After all, Meng Xing grew up in the Ink Sect since he was a child. He has deep feelings for the Ink Sect, and he also has confidence in the Ink Sect. He doesn't believe that the Ink Sect will fall.

"Huh! I don't know good or bad."

Wang Ying's expression is also cold. This Meng Xing can be ranked in the top three among the younger generation of Ink Sect, and his status is very high. If he can instigate him, it will be a blow to the entire Ink Sect, and I didn't expect it to fall short.

"Ying'er! You are here, where is Wang Yao?"

A middle-aged warrior smiled and asked after seeing Wang Ying that this man was Wang Yao's father.

"Oh! He should be here soon."

Wang Ying was a little upset and just said something casually.

There are now a lot more people on the purple flame sect side, and less than a quarter of the people on the ink sect side are left. In the face of absolute strength, many people are still afraid of death.

"Everyone! Give you a chance, hurry up if you want to pass."

Mo He sneered.

"Sect Master Mohe! We swear to follow the ink sect."

The patriarch of a family solemnly said that at this time, many people met.

"Haha! A group of ignorant people."

Michelle sneered.

"Ziqiong! Do you think that bringing people from the Ink Sect here can change the situation?"

Mo He said slowly, his expression was very natural, and there was no trace of nervousness.

"Haha! Your ink sect has a deep background, but the destruction of your ink sect is absolutely a fatal blow to your ink sect. Then we can directly encircle and suppress the ink sect."

Zi Qiong said faintly, the ink sect seemed to have become their urn turtle.

"Haha! Interesting! Do you think you can do whatever you want with a Zilu? It's ridiculous."

Suddenly there was a laughter, and a warrior in brocade robe stepped into the air, carrying a long sword behind him.

"Mo Jian! When did you come back?"

Zilu couldn't help but change slightly when he saw the person coming. This person left the ink sect a long time ago. He heard that he went to the ancient city of God and suddenly appeared here is really surprising.

"Haha! Why can't I come back, Zilu, today I have solved the problems of my ink sect."

Mo Jian sneered, and the long sword behind him suddenly rose into the sky, and the entire void turned dark green. It was the domain of the sword, with a trace of original power.

"The Sword of Origin! Your strength has also reached the Half-Step Realm King."

Zilu's expression became extremely ugly. The Sword of Origin was very rare in the entire Ancient God Star Territory. Now that Mo Sword appeared in his hand, he was of course nervous.

"Humph! Zilu! I will kill you today."

The long sword pierced the void, and the entire void became dark green, and Zi Lu hurriedly resisted.

"Zilu! Go and kill others, give me this ink sword."

A purple-robed warrior suddenly appeared, and his whole body was full of purple flames, and it was the flame of the origin.

"Old ancestor! You are here too."

When Zi Qiong saw the visitor, the worry on her face disappeared.

"I'm not coming, can you solve the matter here."

The visitor said coldly, the flame in his hand was very rich, and the temperature in the void rose.

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