Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Three elders... Elder Molin... How... How possible."

Ning Chen looked at the place where Mo Lin fell, and muttered to himself. He obviously couldn't accept the fact that Mo Lin's "true dragon secret method" failed, but failed to strangle the elders of the devil sect, and the Tianji hall was defeated.

The demon clan's procrastination tactics worked.

After delaying the duration of the "true dragon secret method", Mo Lin didn't know his life and death,

At present, more than a dozen elite disciples of Tianji hall, together with Ning Chen, have been completely exposed to all demons.

Even if they want to combine the "Yunfeng sword array" again to fight the demon sect, they can't reach it. At this moment, the people in Tianji hall are so fragile and helpless.

"Everyone, the old man of hell gate, one from eclipse Valley and one from Luocha sect, died under the last blow of Mo Lin in the first world war just now..."

The voice of the old devil of the ghost sounded slowly, which made him very excited. At the same time, he looked stunned.

One last blow.

Kill three kings with one blow.

Plus the one who fell before, that is to say, four of the eight kings fell under Mo Lin's hands.

This is a real strong king. The existence of the sect is like a mainstay. Even the great forces such as Luocha sect and hell gate will be very painful when they fall. And being able to survive from Mo Lin's hands also left the rest of them with lingering fear

It's lucky that he didn't die.

"Call -"

Yang soul took a deep breath and calmed the excited mood in his heart because of the success that brought down Mo Lin. on his face, he pretended to be distressed and distressed, comforted the three elders of Luocha sect, and then followed the ghost with his eyes moving towards the place where Mo Lin fell.

When the elders of Luocha sect and other sects in the king's realm fall, he will not be sad. On the contrary, other demonic sects lose a king's realm, which will weaken each other's forces in disguise, which is more conducive to the unification of the whole demonic sect.

It's too late for him to be happy.

Yang soul thought happily in his heart that Mo Lin had been seriously injured and lost his combat power. As long as he could easily eradicate the remaining ningchen and virtual realm disciples in Tianji hall, the interception task would be completed.

This time, the interception of other authentic sects has been carefully considered by the senior level of the demon sect. Before starting, we have fully considered the strength comparison between the enemy and ourselves.

Except for the broken star king, there will be no great changes.

Therefore, compared with the fall of several King elders who are not magic yuan sect, it is a good opportunity for magic yuan sect to destroy Tianji hall and capture a big man in Tianji hall alive.

The demon sect will make a comeback and make a comeback. It's just around the corner!

At that time, the whole Yuan Wu continent should be controlled by the demon yuan Zong.

The Yang soul old devil was secretly happy and thought about what rewards he would get after returning to the magic yuan sect.

The cultivation of oneself and the ghost has stagnated for many years in the early stage of the king's territory. Maybe it's time to break through to the middle of the king's territory.

The soul devouring two old men flashed and quickly swept into the deep pit where Mo Lin fell.

The unconscious Mo Lin's seven orifices were bleeding, and his breath was very weak, which was quite different from the brave look of killing the four sides just now.

The old devil of the Yang soul couldn't help but look up and smile. The Yin soul also looked very happy, and a ferocious smile appeared on the cloudy face.

"Ha ha, old Mo, it seems that I'll laugh to the end. If you have the ability, you'll keep your look and prestige!"

As long as Mo Lin is captured, all the efforts are worth it.

In the sound laughter, the old devil Yuan Li of Yang soul condensed into a huge ink hand and stretched out towards the unconscious ink Lin

On the other side, the surviving martial arts masters of the demon sect tried to be the disciples of the Tianji temple and the last two king states of the hell gate of the Luocha sect. They stood in the void, staring at Ning Chen and Liang Jiuzhou with cold eyes.

One was the king's realm in the early stage, and the other was an outstanding genius with strong talents. It was the first of the four most outstanding talents in the Yuan Wu mainland and the first of the evil killing gang.

These two people are the key objects to pay attention to.

Especially Liang Jiuzhou.

"Scholars can be killed and not humiliated! There are no cowards in Tianji hall!"

Although the situation was extremely unfavorable, Liang Jiuzhou still looked firm and proud, surrounded and oppressed by the two kings and dozens of demon sect fighters.

Liang Kyushu's arrogance and spirit can not be compared with ordinary people.

"Boy, I'll sacrifice you to the ghost of my senior brother first!"

The middle-aged king of Luocha cult stared at Liang Jiuzhou with murderous eyes. He was full of evil spirits. Powerful yuan forces fluctuated and glittered. Then purple and black dark yuan forces surged out to form a light mass. Without hesitation, he bombarded Liang Jiuzhou.

One of the people who was killed by Mo Lin's amazing Baizhang dragon fist was his senior brother. The two had always been friends, and now they died in Mo Lin's hands.

It is conceivable that middle-aged people are angry at Tianji hall. Now, Liang Jiuzhou, like a benchmark of energy and spirit, has naturally become his primary goal to vent his anger.

Whoever you are.

There must be no one left in Tianji hall.

The Luocha sect elder's eyes were scarlet, and a cruel purple black light mass swept towards Liang Jiuzhou with all his strength

On the other hand, the huge palm condensed by the old devil of Yang soul is about to catch Mo Lin who has no resistance.

In terms of the demon sect, he won a complete victory.

Everyone's face was extremely excited. However, at this moment, several kings looked up to the void.

A startling sound broke through the sky.

"Whew, whew, whew!"

A long silver spear penetrates the palm of the Yang soul old devil.

The fierce intention on the long gun made the old devil's face suddenly change and withdrew a few steps back, but the next breath, he seemed to think of something. His body surged forward quickly, and he was desperate to get rid of Mo Lin.

"Dick, stop him!"

In fact, without his explanation, the ghost not far from him had shot at the moment when the long gun appeared.

In the bleak wind, it seemed that countless ghosts and hungry ghosts appeared out of thin air and rushed to the sky where the silver long gun fell.

The brothers are interlinked. They all know that they must control Mo Lin in their own hands.

As long as you can capture or kill Mo Lin alive, it is the victory of the demon sect

But unexpectedly, at the next moment when the soul devouring two old men shot, a spirit bird with blue flame all over suddenly appeared above the head of the Yang soul old devil.

The green Luan spirit bird didn't disturb the Yang soul, and after a fierce howl, his sharp mouth suddenly opened and spit out a blue flame at him.

The flame is clear and quiet. It obviously contains extreme high temperature. Once it appears, the void changes like an illusion. It is the Dan fire of the heavenly demon qingluan spirit bird, which is violent and incredible.

If Yang soul ignores it and insists on fighting Mo Lin, this group of Dan fire is enough to make him pay a painful price.

"Damn it!"

As a last resort, the old devil of Yang soul could only turn around and withdraw his figure like lightning. As soon as his palm turned over, Yuan force surged, and he collided with the red fire swept down in the air.

"Boom!"

Magic gas and flame splashed everywhere, and a disgusting smell could be smelled in the ai