Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"We don't want to fight for life and death with this dragon old guy. As long as we delay until the end of his secret Dharma time, the old guy can only be slaughtered by us."

"Listen to orders. Give up intercepting and killing ordinary disciples of Tianji hall below. If you pull out ten more people in each case, you must be desperate to delay old Mo's pace."

It seemed that he didn't want to make the relationship too rigid. The old devil of Yang soul on the side explained two sentences.

Indeed, now they have no choice but to use the "true dragon secret method" of Mo Lin, but as long as they can persist until the end of the Mo Lin secret method, the demon sect will reap the fruits of victory in this battle.

After killing Tianji hall, the remaining righteous forces are even more difficult to resist their joint attack and will be defeated.

The demon sect will completely win.

The seven gave up the idea of killing Mo Lin, focused on avoiding Mo Lin's attack, and tried their best to delay the battle.

"Old fellow, wait until the duration of the secret method is over, and see how powerful you are!"

As elders of the king's realm of the demon yuan sect, they have a high status and have always been privileged. I don't know how long they haven't been so embarrassed as today.

Thirty or forty demons in the virtual world threw themselves into the fire like moths and ran into Mo Lin with a trace of sadness and anger.

There is no need for Mo Lin to take the initiative. Every demon sect warrior chooses to explode when he is close to a certain range, so as to delay the consumption of Mo Lin's time and energy. The roar is heard all the time.

After this battle, even if the four sects can capture Mo Lin and win the final battle, it is obvious that the consumption of the sect's inside information has been very great, and it needs a temporary rest for several years or more to recover slowly.

"Roar!"

Seeing through the idea that several old demons wanted to delay time, a ray of extremely frightening eyes bloomed again in the Golden Dragon pupils of Mo Lin, sweeping away like a spiritual shock, making them retreat one after another.

The sole of his foot suddenly stepped on the sky, and the space under his feet suddenly burst. The yuan force between the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be guided by the gods and demons, and frantically rushed into the ferocious dragon arm raised by Mo Lin.

The vitality of heaven and earth turns into golden air flow, forming around it like a vortex.

An extremely violent dragon chant resounded through the world.

"Red Dragon against the sky, Baizhang dragon fist!"

With the sound of the Dragon singing, a vague roar was also sent out from Mo Lin's mouth. Then, the virtual shadow of a huge red and gold dragon head was waved by Mo Lin's glittering golden dragon arm.

The Dragon shadow roared, and the Dragon claws surged, bombarding the seven people in front.

Where the golden light passed, Tiandi Yuanli became extremely cruel under his boxing style. Facing the golden fist shadow that even the normal king had to avoid the edge in the later stage, the seven people's faces finally changed from ugly to panic.

A deadly smell of danger exploded from the bottom of their hearts.

"Heavenly soul Lotus!"

The Yang soul old devil had a long black sword in his hand. His face was very dignified. His yuan force broke out with all his strength. A black lotus in full bloom gathered at the tip of his sword.

The old devil of the ghost hid behind the Yang soul, and the black magic Qi surged. At this moment, it was instilled into the Black Lotus without leaving a penny. In an instant, the Black Lotus became alive and rotated, countless Taoist lotus petals, and mysterious Taoist patterns lit up on each one

"Broken yuan means!"

"Split soul fist!"

"Sun eclipse magic skill!"

Not only the soul devouring elders, but also the other five kings dare not hide their clumsiness at such a moment of life and death. All kinds of high-level spirit tools and powerful martial arts have been inspired. All the powers inspired by the seven people are united at this moment to welcome the shocking Baizhang dragon boxing.

The ferocious dragon head in front of the dragon fist spits out the hot and burst red dragon breath, flying through the clouds and mist, with thousands of momentum.

Boom, boom.

At this moment, a thundering roar broke out on the whole sky

After the two sides' offensive completely collided, the red and gold dragon head swallowed up the figure of the seven people with endless golden flame. A huge roar exploded from the collision between the two sides, and the terrorist power swept the whole battlefield in an instant.

Then it can be seen that the "Baizhang dragon boxing" was dimmed for a few minutes, and finally completely dissipated into a trace of golden light. At the same time, the figures of the seven kings in the sky also flew out hundreds of feet like shells, and fell down one after another with the wild spray of blood.

The storm like battle wave swept the whole audience. Both the few demons below and the Tianji hall disciples arranged as Yunfeng sword array were shocked out by the aftershocks brought by the bombardment.

Even Ning Chen and Liang Jiuzhou had to use their internal power to resist this powerful battle wave.

Tianji Yunfeng sword array completely disintegrated at this moment.

Both the positive and evil sides were hurt, and all suffered terrible losses.

"Cough!"

In mid air, Mo Lin, who stood proudly like a red dragon, saw that the "Baizhang dragon fist" was resisted by seven people. His eyebrows wrinkled and his face covered with dragon scales brought a trace of pain.

He was just about to flash to the bottom to harvest the wounded elders of the demon kingdom.

As a result, the Golden Dragon Wing had not started to fan, and the color of pain on Mo Lin's face was even worse. The green tendons on his forehead and neck were exposed. Even the gold in the vertical pupil dissipated rapidly, showing the original normal black pupil.

Then, in a terrible roar of pain, the Golden Dragon Wings behind Mo Lin and the Dragon scales on his body turned into little stars and dissipated between heaven and earth.

His breath plummeted and fell directly from the later stage of the king's territory to the early stage, and his face showed a morbid crimson, his feet faltered, and his eyes were no longer as bright as before.

The feeling of weakness and weakness is reflected incisively and vividly in Mo Lin at the moment.

Obviously, the time limit of the real dragon secret is over.

The counteracting effect brought by using the secret method not only failed to keep his original cultivation achievements in the middle of the king's territory, but also fell back to the early stage of the king's territory, and even the strength that made him stand disappeared.

"Roar!"

Mo Lin, the three elders of the Tianji hall with black eyes, fainted directly, leaned back, fell from the sky, and smashed a dusty pit on the battlefield below.

"Ha ha... Cough... Old man Mo, if you are a cow, you are not planted in the hands of my demon sect today?"

Several shaky figures leaped from a distance.

The two old soul eaters covered their chest with their hands. They were scarred all over, and the black gas on their bodies became very dim. However, they didn't care about these at this time, and a burst of arrogant laughter came out of their mouths.

Compared with the side of the roaring demon sect, Ning Chen, Liang Jiuzhou and more than a dozen elite disciples of Tianji hall have lost their blood color at this time.

Their pale faces revealed the color of despair, even Liang Jiuzhou was no exception.

A breath of death enveloped their hearts and filled them at will.

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