Young Master Tang personally faced off against one of the palace masters, and the remaining five, Gu Changfeng, Chang Yu, Li Jinghua, Baibian Xingjun, and Guo Dali, took over the remaining five.
The ten people just caught each other and started fighting.
However, among them, except for Young Master Tang himself and Guo Dali, who were wearing saint-level armor, the rest were not wearing it. The armors of Gu Changfeng and Chang Yu were borrowed by Young Master Tang to be worn by some of the masters who had made sneak attacks before.
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However, the four of them were originally ascended-level masters. Even if they did not wear holy-level armor, they had no fear when facing the palace masters of the twelve zodiac signs.
After all, those palace masters themselves have SS-level cultivation, and they only rely on their equipment to compete with ascended-level masters.
The fight was extremely brutal.
There were corpses lying everywhere in the valley, including Chinese, Westerners, and many other types.
Without the snake king taking the lead, those big snakes are also very intelligent. Several of them work together with the Chinese masters to kill their opponents.
The Snake King is hovering next to Young Master Tang. Whenever an expert wants to get close to Young Master Tang, he will be stopped by him, allowing Young Master Tang to calmly confront the palace master of the twelve zodiac signs.
After about a few minutes, Guo Dali took the lead in resolving the battle.
Although he is an ordinary innate, he is extremely talented and his strength is no worse than that of ordinary ascended-level masters. Coupled with the Taurus Saint-level armor, the palace master opposite was immediately beaten. He did not last for a few minutes before he was forcefully beaten by Guo Dali.
Shocked to death!
Guo Dali, who was the first to resolve the battle, turned towards Chang Yu's battle group.
Among the few people, Chang Yu was at a disadvantage. Baibian Xingjun fought back and forth with his opponent. Li Jinghua relied on his extraordinary speed to suppress his opponent, while Gu Changfeng relied solely on his swordsmanship.
, several bloody holes have been left on the opponent's body.
So far in the battle, both sides have suffered a lot of casualties. Many people have exhausted their internal strength and are fighting with amazing willpower alone.
Seeing this, Mr. Long waved his hand and signaled the preparation master behind him to start giving the opponent the final blow!
However, naturally the Pope and others cannot just watch their side lose.
"Everyone, it's our turn..." The Pope looked at the battle group in the distance, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes. He hadn't fought anyone for a long time...
"It's time to take action. Although they have the upper hand in the melee, there seem to be very few masters at a higher level..." said the tall white man.
"So, what are you waiting for, let's go!" After the Dark Speaker said, he was the first to rush over. Wherever he went, Chinese masters flew everywhere, and even ordinary innate masters could not block his palm...
"Uncle Puhong, please personally lead a team of bronze men to trap that evildoer!" The abbot of Shaolin Temple saw a hint of anger flashing in his eyes after the Dark Speaker unscrupulously killed a Shaolin Temple master.
"Yes, abbot!"
A tall old monk held a stick-like weapon made of alloy in his hand, followed by more than a dozen monks, and rushed towards the dark speaker.
"Yu Jingzi, your brand Wudang's seven-section formation is about to be prepared, and the Pope will take action himself soon!" Mr. Long looked at Yu Jingzi beside him and said.
"Okay, I will lead the team myself!" Yu Jingzi took a deep breath and said.
Dozens of innate masters behind him formed a formation, led by Yu Jingzi, and rushed towards the valley.
They are not ordinary
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Fighting with masters, but waiting for the Pope.
"Puzhi old bald donkey, you came at the right time. The decisive battle is about to begin. It seems that you have succeeded in breaking into the purple realm!"
At this time, a figure appeared behind several people. Except for the demon, even Mr. Long didn't seem to notice it.
"Tianmo Donor, today's battle will affect the rise and fall of China. If the Donor has the strength, he might as well fight against those masters." Puzhi said calmly.
"Uncle Pu Zhi, you are finally out of seclusion!" The abbot of Shaolin Temple was very excited when he saw the visitor.
"Puzhi Divine Monk, you came at the right time. With you joining us, we will be even more confident!" Mr. Long nodded.
"How could I be absent from such a decisive battle?" Pu Zhi smiled slightly at the two of them.
"The Pope moved, but this guy is very cunning. He didn't go towards the large formation arranged by Yu Jingzi and others..." The demon frowned upon seeing this.
"What we were most worried about finally happened..." Mr. Long's expression changed upon seeing this.
No matter how powerful the Shaolin Temple's Eighteen Bronze Man Formation is, or how powerful the Wudang Seven-Section Formation is, but if people don't challenge the formation, no matter how powerful the formation is, it will be in vain.
Dealing with these large formations on the opposite side is just like how Mr. Long dealt with the square formations on the opposite side before, relying on flexibility to bypass the opponent.
Now that the Pope is not in the big formation, the Great Wudang Seven-section Formation can only be used as a weapon to slaughter ordinary masters on the opposite side...
"I'll stop him first!" After the demon said that, he flew up and went straight to the Pope.
"Let me go and help too. This pope is unfathomable, and I'm afraid the demon benefactor alone won't be able to withstand it." After saying this, the divine monk Puzhi rushed over.
Seeing this, Mr. Long smiled bitterly. The two purple energy masters went to intercept the Pope, but who of the president of the Association of Superpowers would resist?
At this time, Young Master Tang and others had successfully killed all six palace masters.
However, at this time, a tall werewolf rushed over with such a menacing look that all the Chinese masters who blocked the way were knocked away by his stick.
There was even a big snake blocking the way and its head was smashed with a stick...
This abnormal strength may not even be matched by Guo Dali...
Of course, what the other party did made the Snake King angry, and he swung his huge tail and headed towards the werewolf.
This werewolf is the guy who has always stood as the Speaker of Darkness. He is also the king of the werewolf clan. Ordinary ascended-level masters are definitely no match for him.
"Young Master Tang, the other side has launched an all-out attack, including the Pope and the Dark Chancellor..." Gu Changfeng said.
"Well, I saw it. Each of these guys is more cunning than the other. They don't join the big formation at all. We have no place to use our strength..." Young Master Tang's eyes became confused.
"Well, those guys are very cunning. The Dark Speaker will not confront the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation head-on. From now on, if they are allowed to slaughter wantonly, our losses will be great..." Baibian Xingjun said worriedly.
"They know how to kill, can't we? Mr. Xing, go and inform Senior Yu Jingzi to temporarily divide the Great Wudang Seven-section Formation into seven formations, and specifically select the opposing masters above the innate level to kill!"
"I don't believe it. They only have a few masters. How can they kill people faster than us?"
"After we kill all their men, I'll see if they can still hold it back!" Young Master Tang said fiercely.
"Okay, leave it to me!
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"Bai Bian Xingjun nodded, and then headed towards the Great Wudang Seven Section Formation.
"Let's all get closer. Let's help the red-haired zombie first and kill the old vampire!" Young Master Tang said.
Gu Changfeng and others looked at each other for a few times, then nodded.
At this time, Young Master Tang had already fully armed the people around him. Together with Young Master Tang, there were a total of twelve masters, each wearing a pair of saint-level armor.
Dracula is still fighting against the red-haired zombies.
Although the red-haired zombies are at a disadvantage, fortunately Dracula doesn't know much about Eastern zombies and doesn't know the key points of the red-haired zombies. Therefore, although the red-haired zombies are at a disadvantage, they can still survive.
Young Master Tang and other twelve people wearing golden holy armor were very dazzling in the valley, and they also intercepted and killed many masters on their way to the red-haired zombie battle group.
Even when the pope sat down, Nanchester, the director of the Inquisition, was unlucky enough to be surrounded by Young Master Tang and others. In less than a minute, the ground was turned into corpses.
The first Shaolin Temple Discipline Academy took revenge.
The Pope's fighting power was indeed strong. The Demon and the Divine Monk Puzhi joined forces to resist, but they were still at a disadvantage, which surprised Mr. Long again.
"Elder Ouyang, since there is no backup force on the other side, and even the Pope, the Dark Speaker, the President of the Association of Superpowers, etc. have personally taken action, there is no need to hide the demon puppets of your sect," Long Lao said.
He turned around, looked at an old man with gray hair and a childlike face behind him and said.
Ouyang Fentian, the great elder of Tianmo Sect, his status in Tianmo Sect is second only to Tianmo himself.
"That's natural. The puppets of the demons of our Heavenly Demon Sect in the past generations only have ten people left behind. Four of them were in the realm of purple energy during their lives, and the remaining six were also at the peak of their ascension. This power is enough to
Resist the Dark Speaker and the others." Ouyang Fentian nodded.
"The noble sect has been passed down for such a long time, how come there are only ten demon puppets?" Mr. Long wondered. Judging from the history of the demon sect, they should have at least twenty demons.
After all, although the innate master is two hundred years old, each generation of demons cannot be in power for that long. Generally speaking, it can range from a few decades to more than a hundred years.
"Not all demons in the past are willing to turn into puppets, and in martial arts fights, there are no immortals. If a demon dies in the process of fighting with someone, naturally he cannot become a puppet."
"Over the past generations, the Heavenly Demon Sect has experienced several crises. It has used Heavenly Demon puppets, and some were destroyed in the war. These dozen puppets are all that are left." Ouyang Fentian said with a bitter smile.
"Old Long has recorded everything the Heavenly Demon Sect has done for China!" Elder Long said solemnly.
"Mr. Long, you're welcome. We have a mutually prosperous relationship. How can the eggs be destroyed when the nest is overturned? Our Heavenly Demon Sect can still understand this truth!" Ouyang Fentian said.
"Then Elder Lao Ouyang is here to help!" Elder Long nodded.
"Don't worry!"
At this time, Elder Ouyang made a move, and a bell appeared in his hand, and then he shook it according to a certain pattern.
Slowly, the puppet behind Ouyang Fentian began to open its eyes and move.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Long couldn't help but widen his eyes. The demon puppets of the Tianmo Sect were really magical. If he hadn't seen their rough skin, Mr. Long would have almost mistaken them for real people...