swallow dragon

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

As soon as the tens of thousands of disciples in Xianzong Forest appeared, they all waved the magical weapons in their hands, shouting and killing loudly.

The sudden appearance of tens of thousands of disciples made Mo Qilin's face change drastically, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Judging from the soaring power exuded by the tens of thousands of disciples of Xianzonglin, it is definitely a tiger and wolf army. Whether it is the strength of individual soldiers or the overall force, they must firmly suppress the Wanjiezong.

After all, there are only more than 1 disciples of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect, and nearly half of them are too low-level to fight on the battlefield. The real combat power is only more than [-].

Now, in the face of the offensive of tens of thousands of elite teachers in Xianzong Forest, the pressure they have to face is very great.

Fortunately, Wan Jiezong's battle strategy this time is mainly defensive, and there are many large formations to protect it, so it is not completely incapable of fighting.

"Sovereign, I can't wait to start killing!"

Second Elder Van Gogh stared indifferently at the various tribes of the Myriad Tribulation Sect, with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Hehe, go ahead and crush the Myriad Tribulation Sect!"

Duke Yuwen waved his hand and gave the order.

"follow me!"

With a wave of his hand, Van Gogh led [-] monks to commit suicide to the palace.

The three or four thousand personal soldiers inside the palace and treasure hall immediately urged the guardian formation with all their strength, gathered in groups of three or four to form a sword formation, and released their offensive with all their strength.

chi chi chi chi...  

Immediately, swords, lights and swords filled the sky, and a turbulent flow of energy swept across the sky like waves.

"The rest wait, follow me."

Qiu Cheng, the Great Elder of the Fairy Trail Forest, did not show any weakness, and led more than 3000 monks to kill the black forest in the distance.There, there are the Wutu Sect, the Bodhi Sect and the Wu Yao clan, and there are also more than [-] monks waiting for them.

bang bang bang bang...

In a short while, over the palace and treasure hall, there was a battle, and the sky was full of swords, lights and swords.

Under the fierce attack of nearly [-] monks in Xianzong Forest, the guardian formation of the palace and treasure hall was constantly shaking, faintly showing a posture that was about to collapse.

Roar, roar...

At this moment, above the eight pillars of the imperial palace, phantom clones of eight blood-colored dragons suddenly flew out.

"No, it's the Scarlet Heavenly Dragon!"

"What a terrifying bloody sky dragon, Second Elder, help me!"

The more than [-] monks under the command of the second elder, Van Gogh, saw the phantom clones of the eight blood-colored dragons at first glance, and they were all frightened.

"It's the guardian beast of our Myriad Tribulation Sect!"

"Haha, that's great! With the Guardian Beast in charge, Xianzonglin will have to pay a heavy price if it wants to break through the Guardian Array!"

All the soldiers in the central square were all smiling.

"The guardian beast of the Myriad Tribulation Sect?"

Seeing the phantom clones of the eight blood-colored dragons, they crazily rushed into the crowd and started killing. Van Gogh couldn't help but change his face, and immediately urged the magic sword in his hand, desperately pounced on the phantom clones of the blood-colored dragons .

laugh!laugh!laugh!

Within a few rounds, Van Gogh successfully killed a phantom clone of a blood-colored dragon, stabilizing the situation.

"do not be afraid!"

"These are just phantom avatars of the Scarlet Heavenly Dragon, they are not terrifying!"

"With me here, all the guardian beasts will be wiped out soon!"

Van Gogh waved the Qinglie Dharma Sword in his hand, and with a flick of his figure, he rushed towards the next clone of the blood-colored Tianlong.

Boo!

At this moment, a dark golden light and shadow rushed towards him, and with two hisses, the sharp blade light directly sent Van Gogh flying.

puff……

Van Gogh was caught off guard and was hit hard. Immediately, he let out a miserable cry, and a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.Turning his head slightly, he looked at the enemy angrily.

What appeared in Van Gogh's eyes was a dark golden locust wielding a pair of gleaming hand knives with a murderous aura.

"You little bastard, how dare you sneak up on me!"

"See if I don't tear you to pieces!"

Van Gogh yelled angrily, turned his footsteps, and pounced on the blade locust.

Although the blade locust is only a spirit insect, its fighting methods are not as good as that of a monk, but it is ferocious by nature, and it is also an existence of the realm of a holy king, and it is not inferior to Van Gogh in the slightest.

Roar!Roar!Roar!Roar!Roar!Roar!Roar!

Van Gogh was successfully entangled by the blade locust, and the phantom clones of the seven blood-colored dragons suddenly no longer had the slightest scruples, like wolves entering the sheepfold, crazily slaughtering the monks in the fairy forest.

"Brothers, kill!"

"Kill it out!"

The monks in the central square, seeing that their side had the upper hand, immediately waved their magic swords and rushed out of the guardian formation. They gathered in groups of three or four, gathered in the sword formation, and fought with the monks in the fairy forest.

At the same time, on the Niumang Mountain in the distance, Shi Potian saw that the soldiers and horses in the Fairy Zong Forest split into two groups, heading for the palace and treasure hall, and heading for the black forest all the way, but there were no soldiers and horses rushing towards Niumang Mountain. He decided: "Listen, everyone, help the Palace and Treasure Hall, absolutely do not allow people from Xianzong Forest to step into the Palace Treasure Hall!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Immediately, in the sky above Niuman Mountain, more than a thousand monks rushed towards the direction of the palace and treasure hall in a murderous spirit, ready to strangle the monks in the fairy forest with all their strength.

"Ok?"

"That's the blade locust!?"

High in the sky, Uncle Yuwen stared at the blade locust who was fighting with Van Gogh, and immediately gritted his teeth, "Damn bug, it was you who took away our spirit sword. Today, I will kill you with my own hands!" kill!"

As he said that, the flaming spear in his hand trembled suddenly, and he was about to pounce on the blade locust.

"Whoosh!"

However, as soon as Uncle Yuwen left, Mo Qilin stood in front of him, smiling indifferently, "Uncle Yuwen, your opponent is me!"

With a bang, Mo Qilin waved the deadly thunder hammer in his hand, and slammed it fiercely at Uncle Yuwen.However, Mo Qilin's fierce strength, like a mountain pressing down on him, directly smashed Yu Wenbo upside down, and he finally managed to stabilize his figure.

"Third brother!"

"Third brother!"

Yuwengong and Yuwenhou hurried forward to help Uncle Yuwen. Uncle Yuwen licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head vigorously, "I'm fine!"

"Third brother, we three brothers are a whole, you must not act alone."

"This old Mo is holding a deadly thunder hammer, and he is protected by the fire armor of the forbidden weapon level. If something happens to you, the two of us brothers will definitely not be his opponents!"

Yu Wenhou glanced at Yu Wenbo reproachfully.

Uncle Yuwen lowered his head with an apologetic expression on his face.

"Forget it, I'll just summon the starry sky behemoth."

Yu Wengong shook his head, and then, with a big wave of his hand, he released a gigantic starry sky beast with a height of more than a thousand feet.

oh oh...

As soon as the giant starry sky beast appeared, it raised its head to the sky and let out a roar. The berserk power swept away, causing the sky to shake, and all beasts to bow down.The monks of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect raised their heads in horror to look at the starry sky behemoth high in the sky, each of them trembling with fright.

"Hahaha, Mr. Mo! Today we came prepared, and I want to see how you can stand against our four masters of the Shattered Realm by yourself!"

Yu Wengong summoned the starry sky behemoth, and suddenly became confident, staring at Mo Qilin with pity.

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