Supreme Martial God

In the evening, the setting sun is like fire and the glow is colorful. It shines down from the top of the ancient mountains in the west, making the earth's peaks seem vast.

King Kong climbed a high slope. His huge body was stained with bloody light. From a distance, it would be an invincible god Buddha!

Soon, Lin Yue and others also turned out from behind King Kong. They looked at the vast forest at the foot of the ancient mountain, and their faces were filled with a relaxed look.

"Well, Xiao kui'er, Youming sect is at the foot of the mountain over there. We'll be there in dozens of miles.".

"It's coming! Great!"

"Elder martial brother Gao Xuan, you see, we're safe all the way. There's no bad omen!? if we don't get to the zongmen soon, what else can we have!" Gao Xuan waved his hand carelessly, filled with pride in his eyes, and said: "This time, eldest brother and senior brother Gao Xuan, you both become heroes on the list of heroes! Our sect must be very powerful! I'm also a hero!".

Gao Huai also nodded and said, "indeed, the efforts of several months have not been in vain. Everything is worth it! Senior brother Gao Xuan, maybe you have been under a lot of pressure during this time, so you have a restless mood, but now you can relax.".

"Maybe.".

Gao Xuan smiled slightly, but there was still a trace of worry in his smile. His eyebrows were not stretched, but still heavy.

"I'm back!".

Liu Meng shouted, and xiao'an strode down the hillside with Xiaofeng and Xiaoyu. The crowd then went down and rushed to the zongmen.

"Bone roll ~".

They were walking along a mountain path. Suddenly, a blood shadow came out of the nearby woods. At the edge of the woods, they stumbled, rolled for several weeks and fell in the middle of the mountain path.

"I'll go! Why is there a bloody man!?" Liu Meng was startled and pulled out his two axes with his backhand, ready to fight.

"Elder martial brother Liu, wait a minute. It seems that this man is wearing the clothes of the external disciples of Youming sect?" Xiaofeng reminded with sharp eyes.

"Really!" Liu Meng found that the disciple was really wearing the clothes of the outer disciple of Youming sect.

As soon as Gao Xuan's look changed, he stepped forward quickly, picked up the disciple and asked, "younger martial brother, what's going on? What's going on ahead!"

"Zongmen... Zongmen is in trouble... Qinglong Valley... Invasion..." the disciple vaguely saw several figures standing in front of him. He seemed to have no malice to him. He forced a sigh and muttered.

"Qinglong Valley invasion!".

The evil spirit between Gao Xuan's eyebrows rose immediately and finally knew the source of his restless mood!

"What's the status of the war now? Is the loss heavy?".

However, at this time, the disciple had a mouthful of blood in his mouth, his head tilted, and his breathing had stopped.

"No! Qinglong Valley is the only three-star sect gate within 300 miles. Duan Xingtian, the main section of the valley, is in the middle of the Wu Emperor. They invaded on a large scale, and the sect gate is difficult to resist! I don't know what's going on now!?".

"Stop talking! Go back to zongmen immediately!".

Lin Yuening frowned and gave a deep drink. They offered their magic weapons and flew rapidly towards the Youming sect!

Four or five miles away from the zongmen, a strong smell of blood came over!

The soaring blood gas faintly dyed the air red. Lin Yue had an extraordinary vision. Looking from a distance, he saw that nearly a thousand bodies were stacked in front of the Youming sect door. The blood flow on the ground gathered into red marks, winding slowly, like countless poisonous snakes crawling!

"Whoosh!".

Several people fell to the ground. The scene in front of them was very tragic. Most of the bodies were intertwined. Magic weapons penetrated each other and died together!

Most of the nearly 1000 people were disciples of Youming sect. Each of them gritted their teeth and opened from the signs of on-site battle. None of these disciples had a tendency to retreat at the critical moment of death. They all held their hearts to death and firmly blocked in front of the sect!

Lin Yue bit his teeth, his fingers trembled slightly, and was touched by these iron men!

If he hadn't seen them with his own eyes, or they all died, Lin Yue would only feel a heroic sentence, but when these living young disciples were dead in front, the scene of blood stained thousands of feet around the sect made Lin Yue feel the power of shaking the soul!

They are young and gifted, but they have given everything for the sect! This kind of iron bone clank and full of blood, even on impulse, is enough to deserve Lin Yue's respect!

"Hahaha! Wu Gang! You four old men are not my opponents after all! I have been fighting for a long time and have not been defeated by me! Now, what's the taste of watching your clan destroyed? I'd like to see who else can save you!?".

Suddenly, from the depths of the netherworld sect, a wild laugh shook the fields, with a strong smell of evil spirits coming from afar!

"Still in there!".

Lin Yue's spirit was shocked and he galloped directly towards the rear!

There is already a river of blood in the door. There are dead bodies falling to the ground in every corner, scattered about no less than 3000!

On the square in front of the built Youming hall, Wu Gang, Wu lie and other four strongmen of Zhenzong sit cross legged. Behind them are Li Fengxue, Chaoyang, Qin Bai and other elders. In addition, there are more than 800 core disciples.

On the other side of the hall, nearly a thousand strong people in Qinglong valley are ready to go. They are killing each other. They are ferocious and raise their butchers' knives!

"Boom!".

Duan Xingtian, the leader of Qinglong Valley, fell from the air and crushed the green brick in Zhangxu's foot. He sneered at the strength of Youming sect, and his eyes were full of blood eating smell.

"If we destroy you today and take away the resources of Youming sect, our strength of Qinglong valley will be improved faster! Just convert it into the energy of Qinglong Valley, and we can become a four-star sect gate! Don't say it's the strongest Xuantian gate within a radius of 300 miles! I don't have to be afraid of them!".

"Duan Xingtian, even if you destroy my nether world today, you Qinglong valley will not be better! My 800 friars! I will slash you severely when I die!".

Duan Xingtian's eyes flashed a cold light, and he bared his teeth and said coldly, "so what? You have limited combat power, and you can kill only thousands of Qinglong Valley disciples! They are weak, just like ants! They will die. I can quickly replenish them within a month after I wave my hand! I don't care about their lives!".

The disciples of Qinglong Valley changed slightly when they heard the valley leader say such words directly, but they all knew that Duan Xingtian was violent and reckless. Once they showed their dissatisfaction, there was only one way to die. Besides, it was actually good! Weakness is original sin! If they want to become stronger, they can only carry the disaster, strive for more resources, step on the bones and climb up step by step!

So Duan Xingtian's words not only didn't make the disciples of Qinglong Valley lower, but also more murderous. Their desire for resources and their ambition to become a strong man who dominates the fate of others became stronger!