"Senior brother, the Wulong Sect has rebelled. Don't follow and help others to do evil. Come back quickly!"
A Yanchen Sect disciple shouted anxiously.
After graduating from the martial arts academy, most disciples of the nine major sects will separate. Some of them have a good relationship with each other when they are in the martial arts academy, and even become brothers.
At this time, many people recognized their classmates from the martial arts academy, and everyone had a look of astonishment on their faces.
"Brother, come back quickly, don't follow the Wulong Sect."
While everyone was still anxious, a disciple from Feng Xuanchi actually sprinted out.
His eldest brother, a master on the Martial Dragon Ranking, at the ninth level of Qi Refining, was standing in the front row... Now that the Martial Dragon Sect was besieged by the eight sects' coalition, he had to save his eldest brother.
"Danger, come back!"
Seeing that the young man was about to pounce on the Wulong Sect disciple, an elder who was fighting quickly turned around and reminded him anxiously.
Too late!
Buzz!
Thousands of spears are like dragons, and the cold light lingers endlessly.
When this disciple stepped within a ten-foot radius of the Wulong Sect, countless spear lights suddenly shot up into the sky, as fast as lightning, covering the entire sky.
"ah!"
The next breath, countless people exclaimed and were dumbfounded.
The gun light penetrated and the hurricane was fierce.
In the blink of an eye, the disciple of Feng Xuanchi was swallowed up by the spear intent in the sky.
The next breath, he was stunned, his whole body was penetrated like a hedgehog. Before he died, he was still looking at his eldest brother in disbelief.
Expressionless.
The faces of all Wulong Sect disciples were as cold as a piece of cold iron, as if there was no human life left.
His elder brother's shot pierced his chest, showing his indifference.
Creepy.
The disciple fell to the ground unwillingly, with blood holes all over his body. His death was extremely miserable and unparalleled.
"They have been cursed by the evil demon tribe's blood and have become unconscious puppets. They only know how to kill... these people are already dead."
Then, a terrifying hurricane blew out from the sky, and the foundation-building battle in the sky... became even more fierce.
The elders of the eight major sects suffered casualties, and the great demon of the fierce demon tribe also suffered heavy casualties.
The Fierce Demon Tribe knows the Qinggu Kingdom very well, and the great foundation-building demons sent to the Wulong Sect are no more and no less, just enough to stop the eight major sects' coalition forces.
And those Wulong Sect disciples who were like puppets were the last line of defense before Wu Longshuang.
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"What the hell...take a shot from me first!"
In the distance, Ning Tianjiang gritted his teeth and controlled the fort. There was no room for explanation, and the sky was filled with firepower.
Buzz!
However, in the next breath, three old men in robes rose into the sky, their palms flying, and with just a few moves, they completely smashed the cannonballs in the sky.
That's right.
Facing the foundation-building realm, the mighty cannon is just an ordinary magical weapon.
When the bodies of the three foundation-building elders fell, three more foundation-building elders slowly walked out of the Wulong Sect camp.
Wulong Sect has nine peaks, and each peak has an elder.
In Zhanjian City, three elders were killed on the spot by Zhao Chu and others. At this moment, the remaining six finally appeared.
pity.
Their pupils were dark, and like other disciples, their expressions were dull and they had been reduced to six puppets.
Of course, these six puppets are extremely powerful, comparable to a natural chasm.
When this scene fell, the eight sects' coalition forces were immediately speechless.
Just broke out of the wolf's den, and entered the tiger's den again... The demons and monsters in Wulong Sect are simply endless.
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"Wu Longshuang, you are so crazy that you actually sacrificed everyone in the entire sect."
In the sky, the headmaster of the Blood Refining Army camp drove away the golden elixir demon with one punch and shouted angrily.
"Hmph, those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters... I will soon successfully condense the elemental weapon. After I set foot on Yuanying, all the rules will be re-formulated. I am the sky."
Under the inverse blood wheel, Wu Longshuang laughed.
He had never been afraid of the Eight Sects Allied Forces from the beginning.
Invading the Qinggu Kingdom is also a plan that the Fierce Demon Clan has been preparing for a long time. It will destroy the Minglong Imperial Court with the power of thunder, and the Qinggu Kingdom is certainly not an issue.
Although Wu Longshuang is currently unable to move, everything is under control... There was a slight interlude in the middle, and the entire army of evil demons in the Qi Refining Realm was wiped out, but this is not important.
With this four-square formation of life and death presided over by six foundation-building puppets, he can be sure that nothing will happen.
"Wu Longshuang, I will kill you!"
In the sky, an old man in fiery red robes was filled with anger. He was the headmaster of the Xuanyan Sect, and he usually had a good relationship with Wu Longshuang. Who would have thought that this traitor would be so heartless and crazy.
"Bah, before I had the Yuan Qi, I didn't despise you late-stage Golden elixirs. Now that I have reached the Great Perfection of the Golden elixir, how can I take you in my eyes... Wait for me for an hour... The Blood Wheel of Inverse Yuan is about to be completed.
.”
Wu Longshuang raised his eyelids and smiled contemptuously.
At this time, everyone was stunned.
Sure enough, the inverse blood wheel under Wu Longshuang's body was rolling with waves of blood, and he was about to achieve success.
Looking down from the sky, Wu Longshuang is like a bloody heart, constantly rising and falling in the monstrous blood pool, blooming with indescribable terrifying aura.
The battle of golden elixirs in the sky came to a standstill in an instant.
The elders of the eight major sects all had livid faces.
If Wu Longshuang really masters the elemental weapon, they will no longer have any chance of winning.
The former is right. In terms of a one-on-one decisive battle, even Wu Longshuang, who had not fallen before, was no match for them.
The latter masters the Yuan Weapon and is a half-step Nascent Soul. He can defeat eight enemies one at a time, but they are also more likely to be in danger than in danger.
By then, the battlefield will be one-sided.
Wulong Zong, the battlefield with the most hope of victory, will also be completely defeated.
Maybe it will become a battle to kill the eight sects.
"Haha... The fate of the human race is to be trampled and enslaved by the demon race."
"I want to avenge the demon tribe's son-in-law and turn you all into dried meat, Jie Jie!"
"I'm going to eat you all!"
Above the sky, the eight golden elixir demons were also mocking the human alliance.
There were Wulong Sect disciples who joined forces to block the way, and the Sky Golden Pill and the Establishment were fighting. The human race did not have any advantage and could only barely defend... Seeing that a half-step Nascent Soul was about to be born, everyone fell into deep despair.
"To tell you the truth, these disciples of the Wulong Sect were sacrificed by the Demon Emperor and turned into a holy weapon for killing the ferocious monsters... They have lost their minds and only have a set of combined attack formations in their minds, which is colder than weapons."
"If these scum were from a hundred foundation-building realms, they might be able to break this sacred weapon... It's a pity that a bunch of Qi-refining realm rabble-rousers are extremely ridiculous."
"For this sacred artifact, I sealed the mountain for three months and secretly fed them thousands of poisonous pills before they could barely wipe out their minds... All of this was not easy, but for Nascent Soul, everything
It’s all worth it.”
Wu Longshuang sighed for a while.
He was high-spirited and already had a chance to win.
The eight sect leaders in the sky have sad faces.
Each of the foundation-building elders was also a little weak, and as for the ordinary disciples at the ninth level of Qi Refining, their morale was even lower.
Even the high-altitude, god-like masters are helpless. What can they do if they are only in the Qi Refining Realm?
Nascent Soul!
That is a powerful person at the level of an emperor. He can make you disappear into ashes with just one breath.
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Within the imperial court.
Qing Xuanyun and others also looked livid.
"Brother Three Emperors, I'm going to Wulong Sect to get an extra golden elixir. Maybe I can destroy Wu Longshuang's elemental weapon."
Finally, Qing Xuanle could no longer sit still.
She stood up and was about to leave.
"It's too late... Ninth sister, my father has taken away the Sheji Seal, and the defense above the imperial court is empty. At this moment, the imperial court has been besieged by 10 golden elixir demons, and none of us can get out."
Hearing this, everyone raised their heads.
Sure enough, above the clouds in the sky, ten strange blood lights were constantly dividing the space, and dark cracks appeared one after another.
You must know that in the entire imperial court, all the important ministers combined, and the few people who came to help, there are only 9 Jindan... Not to mention that Qingxuanle cannot leave at all, even if she can, the battlefield will not allow her to leave.
"The victory or defeat of Wulong Sect all depends on fate."
Qing Xuanyun sighed.
Through the light curtain, Jing Qingsu looked at the black figure in the crowd, his pupils flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
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"The spirit of war is pitifully thin. The reason why there are so few battles in history where a small number of people win a large number is because this despair will first completely destroy one's own beliefs."
Zhao Chu remained silent.
Previously, Zeyan's giant cannon was so vicious that the battlefield became a one-sided massacre, and the morale of the soldiers was high.
At this moment, no one could see the chance of victory. They felt sad, and their morale was also low. They were like a sickly tuberculosis patient who could not even breathe.
The Monument of No Regrets, which had been stirring and trembling during this period, also quietly fell into silence.
Without the spirit of war, the monument of no regrets is like a stubborn stone.
"People's hearts are unpredictable. It's really difficult to make my element evolve."
Zhao Chu turned around and looked.
Not to mention ordinary disciples, even spirits such as Wang Junchen, Liu Yueyue and Fang Sanwan were blinded by despair... As for the others, they were so discouraged that they had even lost the courage to draw their swords.
silence!
The whole world seemed to have been deprived of its vitality. It was a hundred miles in diameter and completely deserted. Even the weeds were swaying here and there, as if they were tired of the boring life.
In complete silence.
Zhao Chu slowly took a step forward, holding his head high and chest high, his spine was stronger than a green pine, and his pupils shone with fearless light, which actually made the space a little distorted.
Seeing this, many frustrated people raised their heads.
So what can 40,000 demons do? This is a desperate situation that no one person can change.
Then, the pupils of these people dimmed again.
…
"We are as small as a speck of dust."
"But if we condense into a solid stone, we can smash the enemy's brains out."
"We are a weed that has been trampled thousands of times."
"But when we weave it into a straw rope, we can strangle the enemy's neck."
"We are a drop of smelly water."
"But after we gather into a swamp, we can drown the enemy alive."
"There is no fear in my eyes, no fear in my heart, and even less fear in the sword in my hand... Even if there is a hell in front of me, why would I dare to bury my fighting spirit?"
"My body can be corrupted, but my fighting spirit is immortal... When we meet on a narrow road, whoever draws his sword will win."
Boom!
Zhao Chu stepped hard on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body was already flying into the air. Wind and thunder rolled along the way, and a dark crack appeared.
His pupils were cold.
His body moved with the wind, his palms flew, and the fighting spirit of the Blood Dragon Halberd was already boiling.
Fighting alone in a city.
At this moment, Zhao Chu ignited the only soul in the world... The Blood Dragon Halberd dragged out a line of blood that was ten feet long, and his body rushed into the center of the Wulong Sect's puppet.
Like a moth to the flame.
It's like hitting an egg against a stone.
I have never been afraid.
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"Brother, it's dangerous!"
Huang Lingling was anxious, and her heart was almost broken by fright.
The corpse of the disciple who was penetrated just now was still cold, like a threatening letter written by a vicious demon.
Zhao Chu is actually making the same mistake he made.
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"Celestial Dragon... split the sky!"
"Earth dragon...shatters all directions!"
"Xuanlong... kill all living beings!"
"Huanglong...break the liver and intestines!"
"Wulong... fight against the great wilderness!"
Seeing tens of thousands of spears coming through the air, Zhao Chu's end in the next second was a corpse on the spot... With just a flick of his finger, the Yuan magnetic gold dust gathered into a small shield. The first batch of bombardments fell, and the Yuan magnetic gold dust fell.
Dust shatters.
But he also bought three precious seconds for Zhao Chu.
The Blood Dragon Halberd wreaked havoc on the world, revealing its fangs. Zhao Chu gritted his teeth and blasted out the entire five-style Black Dragon Halberd in three seconds.
limit!
The Purple Cloud Spiritual Sea rolls without hesitation, supporting the incredible and terrifying consumption. This is the strongest move he can currently perform.
The blood dragon roared all over the sky, and the whole world was filled with blood.
Zhao Chu's target has been the weakest Wulong Sect foundation-building puppet from the beginning... If he wants to arouse the silent volcano and wake up the sleeping lion, he can only use thunderous thunder to resound throughout the world.
This thunder is...
Kill foundation building instantly!
Boom!
All the Wulong Sect disciples who had been reduced to puppets had just planned their next attack. Zhao Chu's Blood Dragon Halberd shattered layers of space and actually cut off a human head.
Lightning flint.
Unprepared.
No one can react.
It's impossible to react.
The Monument of No Regrets is an important weapon in the world. Just a trace of breath is enough to make the puppet elder reveal some flaws.
In a flash of lightning, Zhao Chu's body was shattered by thousands of spears.
Countless people suffered from liver and gallbladder splitting. Fortunately, they did not reveal their sadness. The figure disappeared into thin air... It was an afterimage.
Three feet away, Zhao Chu was holding a blood dragon halberd and a head in his palm as he rode away.
"Hmph, little human thief, you dare to kill my demon puppet. Do you think you are fast?"
Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the foundation-building ferocious demon that had been fighting against Elder Feng Xuanchi unexpectedly changed its momentum and suddenly overtook Zhao Chu in pursuit.
It has two eagle wings, is extremely fast, and can trigger sonic booms.
Too good to die.
This war, known for its speed, spread quietly in front of Zhao Chu, giving the vicious demon clan an opportunity to sneak in. Elder Feng Xuanchi wanted to save him, but it was already too late.
"Another one comes to die!"
Whoosh!
Zhao Chu's pupils froze, and scarlet light flashed. He flicked his finger, and a small snake-like withered vine flew out of the storage bag.
"It's ridiculous to want to restrain me...eh...ah!"
Before the eagle-winged ferocious demon sneered fully unfolded, its body suddenly trembled and paused for an instant.
For speed masters, one moment often determines life or death.
The Eagle-Winged Fierce Demon saw the sneer on Zhao Chu's face.
At the same time, the withered vine, like maggots on the tarsal bones, wrapped around it.
Boom!
The foundation-building ferocious demon swung hard, and the vines turned out to be stronger and stronger, so tenacious that they were strangely tough.
"Blood Dragon Halberd Picture!"
"War dragon... move all around!"
Zhao Chu unleashed his fire energy, burned a mouthful of essence and blood, and actually performed the sixth form.
The birth of the blood dragon shook the world, and the war dragon roared in all directions.
Two streaks of blood fell at each other, as if the whole world was split open... The eagle-winged monster struggling in the vines actually watched as two of its wings were chopped off with one blow, and blood spurted out three feet away.
Bang!
Zhao Chu's figure moved like thunder, trampling the ugly head of the eagle-winged monster under his feet, and even cracked the earth.
At this time, the elders of Fengxuanchi came belatedly.
"The magic weapon of Jinji Imperial Court is really remarkable."
Zhao Chu's vines were the binding magic weapon used by the Jinji Imperial Court to imprison Huang Lingling. At this moment, they were finally put to use.
Under the gaze of millions of people, Zhao Chu grabbed the eagle-winged ferocious demon by its messy hair and dragged it directly back to the eight sects' coalition camp.
At this moment, the whole audience was stunned.
At this moment, the whole world was silent.
In just a few seconds, the two major foundations were destroyed, one dead and the other captured.
This is... the 40,000 demons, Zhao Chu!
When everyone is kneeling in front of despair, unable to breathe.
His knees stubbornly held up the whole world.
I am Zhao Chu.
Created an era of 40,000 demons.
There is nothing in the whole world worth fearing.