Martial arts become gods

Chapter 3192 Taihuang Palace Falls

"It's so chaotic on the mainland now, and you guys still have to fight each other, is there any point?" Han Ling'er said sullenly.

"Haha, no matter how chaotic the continent can be, my Fengling clan will always stand firm!" The people of the Fengling clan laughed loudly. The Fengling clan has been passed down for so many years, so this chaos is nothing.

What's more, if you fight against the outside world, you must first secure the inside, and it is the kingly way to deal with the visible enemies first.

"Then needless to say, let's start the battle!" Mo Xian sneered, and then waved his hand, countless warriors shot out from the Taihuang Palace immediately.

At the same time, warriors also appeared in various parts of the Absolute Beginning Domain, encircling the Fengling Clan Shenfengyuan and Lingtian Pavilion in the center of the Absolute Beginning Domain.

"Hehe, I knew you wanted to invite you into the urn, but unfortunately, your strength is too weak!" The people of the Wind Spirit Clan said disdainfully, and then swept out one after another.

A battle within a battle broke out in an instant.

The current strength of Taihuang Temple is indeed very strong, even in the face of the siege of three powerful forces, it is still impenetrable.

It is not so easy for the other party to destroy them.

However, accidents still happened.

When the battle reached a fierce stage, many warriors suddenly turned their backs and beheaded their companions.

Obviously, the Wind Spirit Clan had already arranged undercover agents in the Taichu Domain.

"Mo Xian, you are still too young, you only care about expansion, and your foundation is not stable at all, so you just let us insert people inside you!" The leader of the Wind Spirit Clan punched Mo Xian back, laughing wildly.

"So what, which faction doesn't experience wind and rain, just take this opportunity to wipe out all those undercover agents!" Mo Xian laughed loudly, of course he also expected this situation.

However, those who were placed in were hidden very deeply, and under normal circumstances they could not be found out at all.

If they make it through this time, then these people can be eliminated smoothly, and the hidden dangers of the Taihuang Temple will be minimized in the future.

Of course, if you can't make it through, all your efforts will be in vain.

"You are too naive, you will never have any chance this time!" The leader of the Wind Spirit Tribe laughed, this time they have used all the power they can, and they are bound to make the thorn in the side of Taihuang Temple disappear from the mainland.

Mo Xian sneered, even if they were wiped out this time, the Wind Spirit Clan would have to pay a huge price.

Under the circumstances of internal and external troubles, the situation of Taihuang Palace is indeed not optimistic, and it has been in a passive state of being beaten in the ensuing battle.

In order to restore the situation, the internal enemies must be cleaned up.

For this reason, Taihuang Temple paid a huge price, and people continued to sacrifice.

Fortunately, this is the home court of the Taihuang Palace, with various formation restrictions and endless resources, otherwise the Taihuang Palace would not last long at all.

Soon, seven days passed, and the originally majestic Taihuang Hall was in a mess.

Or to put it simply, the entire Absolute Beginning Domain is a mess.

What took years to build has become like this in just a few days.

War is indeed a terrible existence.

In order to win as much as possible, Mo Xian had to borrow the power of the Nine Commanders again, and the scorching heat on the back of his neck told him that he was getting deeper and deeper, and sooner or later he would become the puppet of the Nine Commanders.

But he doesn't care anymore. Since the so-called righteous party will suppress him, then there is no justice. Only the victor is qualified to write history.

However, even so, it is difficult to restore the overall situation by relying on his own strength.

The problems inside the Taihuang Temple were much more serious than he had imagined, and the strength of the Wind Spirit Clan this time was too strong, obviously determined to win.

The battle lasted for a full month, and finally the Taihuang Palace was trapped inside the Taihuang Palace, relying on the big formation to support it.

The large formation will not be breached in a short period of time, but the resources consumed are also quite huge, and it is impossible to sustain it for too long.

"Hehe, little senior sister, it seems that we still can't restore Beihuang Temple to its former glory after all, I'm sorry!" Mo Xian said bitterly with a tired face.

"You've done a good enough job!" Han Ling'er gently wiped the blood off Mo Xian's face. If they were given a little more time, they might succeed, but it's a pity that time waits for no one.

"What's so frustrating, at least three huge forces are needed to solve us. Looking at the ancient and modern times, which strength can develop to this extent in such a short period of time?" Meng Yang laughed loudly.

"You guys, don't you regret it?" Mo Xian was taken aback for a moment. If he didn't join the Taihuang Palace, the fate of everyone would not be like this.

"What are you talking about? How could we regret it? It wouldn't be interesting if we were calm and quiet. This is the way a warrior should go, isn't it?" Shen Jing smiled.

"That's right, Mo Xian, you don't have to blame yourself, it's not your fault at all!" Everyone laughed.

"Okay, let's fight together one last time!" Mo Xian nodded and stretched out his palm.

Everyone stretched out their palms one by one, stacked them together, and shouted in unison, showing no sign of frustration at the imminent disaster.

In the next few days, everyone was united as one, and the Wind Spirit Clan never broke through the line of defense.

However, the rapid consumption of the resources of the Taihuang Palace and the massive consumption of everyone's energy have brought the battle to an end.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a loud bang, the defensive mask covering the periphery of the Taihuang Hall suddenly shattered, and then countless warriors invaded on a large scale, covering every corner of the Taihuang Hall.

Mo Xian and the others looked at each other and smiled, the last moment finally came, but they had expected it a long time ago, so they had nothing to worry about.

"Haha, I will level down your Taihuang Palace today!"

The people in Lingtian Pavilion of the Fengling Tribe Divine Wind Academy shouted frantically, and each fresh life disappeared in their hands.

However, Taihuang Palace also went all out, even if they died, they had to drag one person to their backs, and the battle was quite tragic.

"Teacher, take Ah Li Xiaowu and the others away, I will open the way for you!" Mo Xian came to Shen Wei's side and said calmly.

"Do you think they will leave?" Shen Wei smiled wryly.

"If you don't go, you have to go, you have to find a way!" Mo Xian shouted violently, raised the dark devil's howling gun, and rushed out frantically.

Shen Wei gritted her teeth, found A Lixi, Yan Xiaowu and the others, and led them to follow Mo Xian.

"Go!" Mo Xian forcibly tore open a safe route, and then shouted violently.

"If I don't leave, I will die with Master!" A Li and Xi Yan said stubbornly.

"We're not leaving either!" Xiao Wu and the others were also extremely firm.

At first they didn't know that Mo Xian wanted them to leave here, so they followed.

"If you still recognize me as a master and as a friend, then leave immediately!" Mo Xian said.

"Impossible!" Ah Li and the others were still unwilling.

"Get lost..." Mo Xian roared angrily, "From now on, you are no longer my apprentices, nor are you my friends, nor are you needed here anymore..."

"Let's go, don't let his hard work go to waste!" Shen Wei said with tears streaming down her face.

"Master..."

"Mo Xian..."

A Li and the others' eyes blurred in an instant, they gritted their teeth and followed Shen Wei and galloped outside.

"Sorry!" Seeing Ah Li and the others leave, Mo Xian heaved a sigh of relief. Those words were too heavy, but he had to say them.

At this moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, but it was a long sword that pierced his chest from behind.

Immediately afterwards, the second handle, the third handle...

(End of this chapter)