The vicious master always loves to die

The group of Xuantianzong returned to the sect as quickly as possible, only to find that the originally solid mountain guard formation had already been shattered, and the sect filled with aura was filled with demonic energy, the gate was shattered, and several disciples were lying on the ground, their lives and deaths unknown. .

"Dai Yuan!" Feng Changrong hastily stepped forward to investigate, but he was completely out of breath.

In the distance, spiritual energy and demonic energy surged in the direction of the Zongmen hall, and everyone's complexion changed drastically. They took out their natal weapons to guard, and at the same time rushed to the hall for help.

In the main hall of the main hall, Yi Qingzi and a group of elders are fighting fiercely with the demon cultivators. Compared with the immaturity of the disciples in the sect, their strength does not allow these demon cultivators to be presumptuous in front of their eyes.But what is puzzling is that the mountain protection formation has been improved to prevent the invasion of these pervasive ghosts, why can they still sneak in without knowing it?If the experienced elders hadn't seen the clues, the Xuantian Sect would have fallen by now, but even so, many people were lost.

Most of the combat forces in the sect were sent down to wipe out the monsters, so they almost lost their position when they encountered a sneak attack. Fortunately, there were not many demon cultivators who came to sneak attack, and the sect quickly gained the upper hand.However, it wasn't these demon cultivators that gave them a headache, but the group of lingering ghosts, all pervasive, and even more difficult to entangle than before.

Days of fighting, coupled with the ubiquitous ghosts, caused a lot of losses to the sect, and the appearance of Feng Changrong and his party excited everyone, but they were also extremely surprised.

Led by Feng Changrong, a group of monks broke the deadlock like sharp swords, and soon joined forces with the Zongmen to wipe out all the invading demon cultivators.

"How did you come back so quickly? But the northern border was resolved?" Yi Qingzi had consumed a lot in the past few days. At this time, his face was exhausted, and he was relieved to see a few apprentices.

"It was suppressed for the time being. The formations of the various sects re-established restrictions, temporarily cutting off the passage between the two realms, so we received an urgent summons from the sect and hurried back."

"Urgent summons?" Yi Qingzi was puzzled, "I didn't summon you as a teacher..."

Just as he was wondering, the originally calm ground suddenly cracked, the earth trembled, and countless black air gathered together to form a huge black door.

"How is this possible!" Yi Qingzi's complexion changed drastically as he watched the void passage condensed out of thin air. The sect's formation had been damaged before it could be repaired, but the demon took advantage of it to enter. After the initial astonishment, he quickly reacted: "Formation, defense!"

After days of fighting, a group of monks had already developed an instinctive reaction. Feng Changrongyan and Xici swung their swords forward, while the others used the intact imperial weapons at hand to quickly set up a simple formation to resist the attack.

An endless stream of magic cultivators gushed out from the void, and accompanied by the roar of the monsters, they rolled towards the monks below.The inadvertently strong formation fell apart under the frantic impact, and the few disciples who moved slower had no time to escape, and were instantly swept away by the monster's long tongue and dragged out of the crowd.

But before the monster devoured the prey it had just captured, it was cut into pieces by the sharp sword light that followed. The disciple recovered his life from the beast's mouth, and ran back rolling and crawling.

More and more demon cultivators rushed out of it, grinning grinningly, and fought with the Xuantian Sect members who were facing them.

"Destroy the passage!" Seeing that the situation was getting worse, Yi Qingzi repeatedly commanded, and then attacked towards the Jiemen passage together with Elder Wang. Yan Xici and others immediately cleared the passage for him and escorted him.

The sword light blasted towards the boundary gate like a swift shadow, but it didn't have any effect at all, instead it expanded a little bit.Seeing this, everyone circulated spiritual energy pouring out of their bodies, vowing to smash the gate to pieces.

Sword wind, explosion, wailing, howling of beasts, weave into this fierce battle, and death complements each other.

Most of the magic weapons in Yan Xici Xumi mustard had been consumed in the battle of the northern border, and at this time he also threw out the remaining magic weapons, and attacked the boundary gate like a goddess scattering flowers.Feng Changrong and the others were already accustomed to this, but Yi Qingzi who was beside him looked at his apprentice in surprise and did not speak.

The multi-colored magic weapon was drawn out of its sheath like a sharp knife, and instantly cut the monster rushing to the front into pieces, which greatly relieved the pressure of everyone.Then Feng Changrong and Ye Yixuan stepped forward very familiarly, taking over Yan Xici who was exhausted due to the extensive use of magic weapons, and controlled the magic weapons to continue fighting.

Even though Yi Qingzi was full of doubts, he also knew that this was not the time to talk. He cooperated with several people and continued to output towards the boundary gate, gradually gaining a tendency to suppress.

Just when the situation was gradually leaning towards them, the demonic energy suddenly erupted in the boundary gate, instantly shocking the surrounding people back several meters, the originally well-controlled situation was instantly broken, and the recent few people were hit by the huge impact so that their blood surged , Frustrated.

The ear-piercing ghost whistle sounded, and a pair of sharp claws clung to the gap in the space, tearing apart the already huge gap even more.Immediately, the ferocious ghost came out of the gap with a low growl, and the terrifying power around him shocked the low-level disciples so that their ears and noses were bleeding, and their blood was churning.

One, two... fully four huge evil spirits came out of the inside, roaring loudly, and their scarlet and terrifying eyes locked on the group of monks exuding sweet aura in front of them, as if they would pounce on them in the next moment. The one who came up to tear them apart was the Ghost King refined by Puhe Demon Ancestor.

At this moment, even Yi Qingzi was a little horrified. These evil spirits had a physical body, and each of them was no less powerful than him. Now that there are four in front of him, I don't know how many are still hidden in this passage.

The gate of the world must be cut off as soon as possible. If these evil spirits are allowed to escape, no matter whether it is the cultivation world or the human world, there will be no peace!

Thinking of this, Yiqingzi galloped with his long sword, bursting out with surging spiritual power, and attacked the ghost kings first, while several people around him assisted them to deal with the ghost kings together.

Although the ghost king is huge, he is extremely flexible, with a pair of sharp claws haunted by demonic aura, soaked in ghostly aura and ominous.They were able to suppress a group of monks by instinct alone, making everyone feel exhausted. In addition, the monsters in the rear quickly broke the restriction that was so easy to set.

The disciples fought desperately, but the casualties became more and more serious. Yiqingzi got cut in the eyes, and his heart ached beyond measure.

Yan Xici also fought bloody battles, brandishing a long sword and fighting with Moxiu.Feng Changrong and the others beside him were behind him, and the continuous battles made them tacitly understand each other. The two brothers and sisters firmly protected his back, preventing Moxiu from getting in the way, and the same is true for Yan Xici.

Sword shadows and magic spells merged into streams of light, and the enemies who would commit crimes were cut into pieces. Countless corpses of demon cultivators and remnants of monsters were piled up at their feet, dyeing the ground deep red.The few remaining pills flowed even faster under his heroic nibbling, and the last empty bottle was regarded as a hidden weapon by him, and he smashed it hard.

Fighting to hurt both sides, they quickly eliminated the two ghost kings, and they also suffered serious internal injuries.And after eliminating the two ghost kings, the pressure was much lighter. Yan Xici and the others launched a fierce onslaught, and the spiritual power in his body quickly circulated, consumed and replenished, which made his cultivation base that was about to advance even more floating. , aroused the thunderclouds in the sky, and there was a faint tendency to cross the catastrophe.

Seeing this, Feng Changrong felt that something was wrong, and quickly pulled Yan Xici, who was in a state of disorder, behind him: "Junior brother, please calm down and restrain your breath, now is not the time to cross the catastrophe..."

"I..." Yan Xici blushed. He had taken too many pills and absorbed too much spiritual power, which made it difficult for him to restrain his state.If a prohibition is set at this time to meditate and run around the sky, it can suppress the signs of advancement, but this is the critical moment, how can he calm down to meditate and practice?

"Yixuan, take Xi to resign from the secret room!" In an emergency, Yi Qingzi yelled, beheaded the third ghost king with his hands, and then raised his sword to block the attack of the fourth ghost king, without even turning back.

Seeing that the King of Ghosts was already gone, Ye Yixuan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to leave with Yan Xici, when the next second his eyes were tearing apart: "Master is behind you!!!"

Yiqingzi only felt a coldness behind him, and the overwhelming demonic energy rushed towards him like a physical collision, and then the purple-black sharp claws grabbed his back fiercely, knocked him flying, and hit a side of the cliff.

"Master!" Everyone shouted, but what made everyone terrified was that there was more than one ghost king in the gate!

"How could this be so!" Elder Wang blurted out, "There are still so many monsters!!"

The ghost king at the head is bigger and more threatening than the previous ones, making people creepy.Its blow cracked the ground into debris, and even the monsters beside it could not escape its attack.And behind it, six ghost kings appeared one after another, which made everyone feel desperate.

In the thick black mist like thick ink, a white-haired old man walked slowly in the void. At first glance, he looked like a fairy, and he didn't look like a person from the devil world.But when he waved the ghost banner in his hand, those ghost kings all rushed towards the monks, tore them into pieces without hesitation, and devoured them alive.

"As expected of the Xuantian Immortal Sect Sword Cultivator, he can actually kill the ghost king that this old man worked so hard to refine... It really makes this old man very sad." The person who came was Puhe Demon Ancestor, looking at the corpses of ghost kings on the ground, his heart ached.But then he manipulated the Ghost King behind him to go forward and gnawed away the corpses.As for the ghost king who ate the corpse, his aura became more and more frightening, and his scarlet eyes seemed to be coated with a layer of rust, so red that they were dripping with blood.

Feng Changrong clutched his chest that was surging with anger and blood, tried hard to hold back the blood that he wanted to vomit, and winked at the people around him: "Those evil spirits are controlled by that old man, the king is the first to capture the thief..." But he just said Thinking of the turmoil of the younger brother's inner breath at this moment, which may lead to catastrophe at any time, he suddenly cried, and pushed back Yan Xici who wanted to rush over: "Master, junior brother, there is a senior brother here, I will take care of it, you quickly hide ..."

"Where do you want me to hide at this juncture!" Yan Xici raised his hand and gave Feng Changrong a brainstorm, he couldn't bear it anymore, "Jie Jian Formation, protect me, I want to overcome the calamity!"

"Junior Brother!?" Feng Changrong turned pale in shock, "Junior Brother, don't be too hard on yourself, crossing the tribulation is too dangerous now!"

"It's a big deal to be killed by the thunder, and I have to drag these evil spirits to the back before I die!" Yan Xici gritted his teeth, and stared viciously at the evil spirits with teeth and claws and the old man who appeared suddenly.He is not stupid, he knows that no matter what this time, he will not be able to escape this time, the dead and wounded from the same sect, the master and the elders are exhausted just by dealing with the previous ghost kings, let alone the ghost kings in front of them.

It's death anyway, so it's better to go through a catastrophe before death. If you're lucky, you can advance to god transformation, but if you're unlucky... you'll have to use the tribulation thunder to kill these ghosts and ghosts!

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Thanks to the babies who are always chasing and supporting me as always, I am sorry for your TAT, I wrote this book too slowly... I must save the manuscript next time! !