With just one stick of incense, the battle is over.
Hundreds of people from the Ziwei Sect were all killed.
Mu Yuqing ordered her disciples to behead their heads while she collected the inheritance stones.
Lin Jie swallowed up the strength of the strong man, and the Wugou Sword Pool became larger again.
His strength has gradually reached the breaking point.
"hateful!!"
Outside the clouds and fog.
The banners of the Ziwei Sect gathered crazily.
After the Ziwei Sect Leader's angry roar, thousands of disciples stared at the cloud formation and were unable to do anything.
"Luo Zhimiao is dead."
"There are hundreds of elites from the Ziwei Sect, not a single one is left."
The surrounding Wuzong also quickly learned the news that the Ziwei Sect was destroyed within the formation.
"Look, this is the fate of being an enemy of our Spirit Sword Sect."
Ye Huan suddenly flashed out of the cloud formation.
They looked at the strong men of Fang Wuzong from a distance, and then with a wave of their hands, the disciples threw the heads out of the formation in front of everyone.
Ye Huan pointed to one of the martial sects: "The next one is the Blood Refining Sect."
"dare!!"
The blood-haired blood-refining sect leader let out a furious roar.
laugh--
He pressed down on Ye Huan and others with one palm.
"Bite me if you can."
Ye Huan pointed at the crowd and shouted, and he and his disciples immediately retreated to the formation.
Boom boom boom!
A bloody force of annihilation hit the cloud formation in an instant.
This is a blow from the Blood Refining Sect Master.
However--
The formation was still not broken, and all the strong men of the Blood Refining Sect were so angry that they bared their teeth and stared.
"Everyone, kill."
Master Ziwei looked at the heads all over the ground.
At this moment, he swept towards the blood refining sect master.
The patron sect leader and Luo Bing'er all took action together.
The four top sect masters, with their powerful men, madly unleashed their power to destroy the world, hitting the cloud formation one after another.
"Destroy the Blood Refining Sect."
Inside the formation, hundreds of disciples followed Mu Yuqing, Lin Jie, and Ye Huan across the formation walls. Outside the formation were the attacks of the four sect masters.
The formation is so strong that even the four sect masters cannot shake it even a single step.
Mu Yuqing raised her head and flew into another cloud.
“It’s really coming!!”
This is a large prairie.
The disciples of the Blood Refining Sect, led by the old man, are waiting for the Spirit Sword Sect to kill them.
The Spirit Sword Sect appeared in an instant, and hundreds of Blood Refining Sect disciples were all terrified.
Even the powerful Hermit Elders, when they think of the Blood Prison Elders and Luo Zhimiao being killed, they no longer have the air of being superior to others.
kill!
Lin Jie, Mu Yuqing, and Ye Huan all fought together.
Yue Shan, Wu Song, a generation of disciples and other disciples also rushed out crazily.
Xiao Zhenren and Teng Zhong followed Lin Jie's speed and killed each of the old men in an instant.
"The Devouring Sword."
Lin Jie struck out with his sword and rolled up many of the weapons from the Blood Refining Sect's side in an instant.
Then he shook the sword of life and death in the air, and the weapons fell to the ground one after another. Then he struck out with the sword, and dozens of people were killed by the sword.
The power of a sword contains the devouring power.
The disciples of the Blood Refining Sect have become his strength and his sword embryo.
Soon, no one from the Blood Refining Sect was left.
Ye Huan went to give away people's heads again.
Everyone's next target is the Patron Sect.
"Everyone?"
Outside the formation, the Blood Refining Sect Master said to Luo Binger, the Ziwei Sect Master and the backing sect master, his eyes were trembling with anxiety.
The Lingjian Sect will take action against the Blood Refining Sect.
The master of Ziwei Sect looked sternly: "It seems that the sword master behind Lingjian Sect is not only a tribulation-breaking realm, but also a giant in the law-controlling realm."
The patron sect leader couldn't help but be shocked: "The sword master of the imperial realm."
Luo Bing'er remained silent.
Ziwei Sect Master added: "Only the giant of the Royal Law can kill him. The current plan is to agree to the conditions of Jingmeng Tower. Only Jingmeng Tower has the real capital to fight with a sword master of the Royal Realm."
The sect leaders all expressed their stance at this time.
Master Ziwei glanced around and saw that everyone was looking at him, and took out the original mirror.
From inside the original mirror, angry voices came out one after another.
Ziwei Sect Master said: "Tian Xuanzi, Dark Master, Medicine Master, and Lou Yuanshan who are trapped in the formation also agree. If there is no problem, I agree to Jingmeng Lou Master."
Inside the formation, on top of a high peak.
There was a person standing at this moment, it was the owner of Jingmeng Tower who was trapped here.
He is waiting now.
Finally, when Yuan Jing received responses from each of his sect leaders, a proud sneer appeared in his eyes.
He took out the original mirror, waited for a while, and said: "The eight major forces of the Immortal Sea have agreed that all resources from now on will only be traded with me, Jingmeng Tower, for a period of one hundred years."
On the other side of the original mirror, laughter burst out: "Ninth Floor Master, you did a good job."
The owner of the Jingmeng Building lowered his voice: "The owner of the building, the sword master behind the Spirit Sword Sect, I must be a being in the realm of law enforcement, the sword master of the Hinayana realm."
“The Royal Hinayana Sword Master?
It’s really a bit tricky. A sword master of this level is considered invincible in the Immortal Sea. I didn’t expect that there would be such a strong person in the Immortal Sea except Sifang City and those hidden demon clans.”
"It's indeed very strong. I can't find the center of the spiritual formation he set up at all. I'm still not sure whether the formation was set up by a magic weapon at the level of the formation, or whether it was the work of a sword master."
"It is impossible for an Immortal Sea to produce a Hinayana Sword Master. It would be good to produce a Beginner Sword Master. I will send people over. This Spirit Sword Sect must have a valuable treasure."
"Must be strong."
"Of course, this time, even if I don't know the Dead Sea, I am not easy to mess with in Jingmeng Tower."
The voice from the original mirror seemed to be laughing continuously.
The owner of Jingmeng put away the original mirror and continued to wait.
Deep in the clouds and mist, the swordsman in white suddenly opened his eyes from where he was sitting cross-legged.
He took a step in vain and disappeared.
Black Dragon Island.
In the blink of an eye, the swordsman in white appeared in front of the Black Dragon Island Master.
He bowed to the Black Dragon envoy: "Jingmeng Tower should send people to deal with the Spirit Sword Sect within a few months."
The Black Dragon Messenger's eyes were condensed and deep: "Lin Jie has grown very fast, but now he is still unable to confront Jingmenglou head-on. It's time. You have people watching. Jingmenglou's support only needs to step into the immortal sea half a step, and kill him on the spot."
.”
"Kill openly?"
The swordsman in white was startled.
"Solve it secretly."
The black dragon envoy nodded.
The swordsman in white said again: "Lin Jie has returned from the Dead Sea, his strength has greatly increased, he has entered the realm of breaking the tribulation, and he has also called two helpers. I think he can kill every sect leader in the formation within a month.
"
The Black Dragon Messenger suddenly laughed heartily: "This guy Lin Jie just needs a platform to give him a super power environment. He will soar into the sky and surpass most of the geniuses in the world."
The swordsman in white asked again: "Where is the ninth floor master of Jingmeng Tower?"
The Black Dragon Messenger waved his hand: "Tell him, I am the Immortal Sea and do not welcome Jingmeng Tower."
Hearing this, the swordsman in white was shocked on the spot.
The big man in front of me actually gradually ignored the 'rules' for a martial arts cultivator.
Lingjian Sect, Cloud and Mist Formation.
As soon as the swordsman in white comes back.
On one side, a man in black walked out of the void.
He, the man with golden eyes.
Lord of Sifang City.
"Ninth Floor Master."
In the blink of an eye, the man with golden eyes appeared in the clouds high in the sky.
The ninth floor master of Jingmeng Tower, who was waiting, suddenly looked at the man with golden eyes. He was shocked at first, then stood up and saluted: "City Lord, why are you here?"