Supreme Martial God

"Hu!"

As the Sword Qi retreated, Lin Yue's body trembled and almost fell to the ground.

That previous sword strike had already completely drained all of his Genuine Essence s. The three jade plates in his dantian were dark in color and were as fine as strands of silk, almost as if they were going to break apart at any moment.

Lin Yue's body was extremely tired, his head was dizzy and his eyelids felt as heavy as a mountain.

With the fall of the Ink Sword, there was no more glory. This famous sword, like its master at the moment, had already lost its overbearing aura.

"Big brother", Jin Chan rushed over to support Lin Yue. Because her body was too small, she stood on his tiptoes and raised his hand high up.

A pity flashed across Lin Yue's eyes. With his cultivation at the third level of the Martial Master realm, the gap between him and his opponent was too wide. His strength was not enough to instantly kill a peak Martial Master, so he could only watch Ling Xiaoyu escape.

"Jin Chan, Big Brother wants to cultivate. Help me protect him."

"Mn!" Jin Chan nodded obediently.

Lin Yue had exhausted too much energy, he could faint any time now. He gave an order, then sat down cross-legged on the spot, took out a few Elemental Qi Stone, crushed them, then began to circulate his arts to cultivate.

The dense Ling Yan continued entering Lin Yue's veins, allowing the already dried up Genuine Essence Tide to gradually regain its vitality, and the fatigue in his body started to ease down.

Jin Chan's eyes were like lightning, she looked around, the red light between her eyebrows easily penetrating the darkness, all the living beings within a hundred metres were clearly seen by her.

Seeing her brother cultivating, the little girl quietly walked over and imitated Lin Yue as he sat down cross-legged beside her brother.

Her jade-like ears trembled slightly, and nothing could escape her listening.

In the core area of the Netherworld Sect, thunderous sounds were being transmitted over. That furious roar contained the might of a Martial Saint.

At this time, within the Netherworld Sect, the wave of puppet corpses had already been successfully stopped. Under the protection of the Four Great Suppression Sect Expert s, the strength of the Netherworld Sect had for the first time gained the upper hand.

And at this moment, in front of Gao Xuan and the other disciples, that elder from the Netherworld Sect Sect had a resplendent aura and a profound aura. Facing the thousands of walking corpses behind Lee Jiao, each of his strength greatly exceeded the other's!

Lee Jiao's eyes revealed fear. Facing the Netherworld Sect Suppression Sect Expert, even if it was the weakest one, it was still not something he could face.

However, he indicated to that point, that he had no way out, and could only brace himself, shouting towards Qin Xuanzi and the rest: "Everyone, work together, kill this old man for me!"

Qin Xuanzi, Tuoba Kang and the others who were kneeling on the ground wailing and begging for forgiveness, suddenly stopped their voices when they saw the appearance of the Sect Guardian Elder.

"Old Man Qin, what should we do?" An elder whispered.

Qin Xuanzi's eyes flashed, he hesitated, and said in a low voice: "This Sect Guardian Elder does not seem to be very strong, I wonder if he can suppress the puppet corpse behind Lee Jiao. Right now, our best option is to not help each other and just wait and see."

When Lee Jiao gave the order, everyone did not move, and remained kneeling on the ground. However, the direction in which they were kneeling unconsciously underwent a slight change, as if they were facing a sect elder, and yet were still facing Lee Jiao.

The ghostfire in Lee Jiao's eyes surged as he roared, "Qin Xuanzi, Xing Zhongqing! If you don't help me now, when I kill this old man, I'll definitely kill all of you! You only have loyalty to me, or else it would be a dead end! "

Qin Xuanzi and the rest were all shocked. This Lee Jiao was ruthless, if the Guardian Elder was truly killed by him, he would definitely not be lenient anymore.

"Old Qin!" Elder Xing! Since it's already like this, even if we don't make a move, Lee Fengxue and the rest will settle this matter for us. It would be better if we don't stop here and join Clan Elder Lee Jiao in killing all these people, at that time, we won't regret anything! "

Chen Mo had already made his move towards Gao Xuan, he stepped onto the boat, and there was no way back, he was anxious in his heart, and in a state of death, he encouraged Qin Xuanzi and the rest to make their move.

Qin Xuanzi, Xing Zhongqing and the others looked at each other in dismay. Although they were guilty, they still had a chance to live.

A streak of azure light suddenly emerged from the crowd. Like an ethereal and graceful figure, it crossed the distance of over one hundred meters as an enormous palm imprint shot towards the Martial Saint Suppression Sect Expert.

The Martial Saint waved her sleeve and shot out a huge green palm as well. The two palm prints made by the Genuine Essence collided in mid-air and rumbled as the shockwaves from the Genuine Essence spread out in all directions. Even the ground trembled endlessly.

The figure that rushed out flipped a few times in the air, and landed beside Chen Mo. With a stern expression, he slowly extended his hand, and pulled out the ghost blade from his back.

"Ghost Protector!"

Only now did the crowd clearly see the person's appearance. There was not a single trace of blood on his pale and miserable face, and his scarlet lips were even more vivid than a flower's.

"Ghost!?" When the Martial Saint saw who had appeared, her eyes revealed surprise as she lightly called out.

His eyes were calm as he looked at the Suppression Sect Expert, and spoke with a respectful manner: "I respect Martial Uncles, you have protected the Netherworld for hundreds of years, making it so that the four sects do not dare to covet us. For the past three hundred years, we have been able to exist in this world without being bullied."

"However, this is not the Netherworld within the ghost's heart. I have experienced the glory of the Netherworld before, so I am eager to restore the glory of that year, what we want is not to achieve success, but to expand. Master Li is too conservative, for the past three hundred years, we have not been able to advance even an inch, and even today, we do not have much progress.

The Martial Saint gave a cold snort and berated: "What do you know? Without sufficient foundation, how could there be a change? For the past three hundred years, everything that Junior Disciple Snow Wind had done was for the sake of waiting to erupt, to change? How can you trash change? Even if it can be changed for a while, it will definitely not last long, and will quickly return to its original form! "

The ghost said, "I beg your pardon, Junior Disciple. Master Li has devoted himself to cultivation and did not ask about the clan's affairs. I wonder what kind of things he has done to accumulate knowledge?"

"Humph!" If you focus on training, you will be accumulating knowledge! "

The Martial Saint elder sneered and shouted: "The most powerful force in a sect is its high combat power! A Martial King could hold up half the sky! Pan'gu Continent, the strong were respected! Only the most powerful could become a great Dao! You don't even know this much, how can you say you are seeking for change!? "It's not a pity if he dies!"

The ghost's expression suddenly became extremely unsightly when it heard the Sect Guardian Elder, and its eyes trembled for a moment.

Only the most powerful could become a great Dao!

These words were filled with wisdom and were awe-inspiring to the ears. All the unwillingness that had been building up in his mind for a long time had vanished without a trace.

"Don't listen to this old man's nonsense. Everyone forward!" "Kill him!" The corpse Qi around Lee Jiao surged, he suddenly waved his hand, and the tens of thousands of puppet corpses behind him rushed towards the Martial Saint Realm elder.

"Hahaha!" A motley crowd! How dare you act impudently in front of me! Today, I will let you all see what exactly this is! "

A long howl rang out, whistling across three thousand meters!

A shiny, huge axe Martial Soul shot out from the Suppression Sect Expert's Divine Mansion and gathered in front of his body, fusing into his body.

In an instant, a majestic force appeared. As he waved his hand downwards, a massive, bright axe 1,500 feet long broke through the air, slicing through the darkening sky and into the earth!