Chapter 2442: Dawn Is Just Around the Corner

Since the fall of the God of Destruction, the two most famous masters on the Xinglan Continent are Qing Luoluo of the gods and Zeus of the Rakshasa Sect.

This time, the Xinglan Temple not only wants to seize the ancient glass jade, but also wants to regain their supreme glory and the dominance of the Xinglan Continent.

The war is about to start.

Dawn is just around the corner!

…

Before dawn, Lin Mengyao had already changed into a black suit and came to the square in front of the hall.

However, someone had arrived here before her.

It was the Cat Emperor!

“You’re here.”

Hearing the footsteps behind him, the Cat Emperor stood on the cliff facing the wind, looking at the area where the Wanjian Sect was located on the outskirts of Xuanzhou, with golden eyes and cold stars flashing.

"Yeah."

Lin Mengyao came to her side and stood side by side. She turned her head and saw the solemn look in the eyes of the Cat Emperor. She couldn't help but ponder: "Senior Cat Emperor, you don't have to be so stressed. With Brother Bai here, we can't lose!"

"Alas."

The Cat Emperor sighed.

Bai Chen is no longer the mad master of the past.

Although she believes that Bai Chen can definitely return to the peak, it is too early to fight Zeus and others now.

Now, the main fighting force of Chenyao Sword Sect lies in her and Qing Luoluo.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

How can she calm down?

"Wow, you guys are here so early~"

At this time, Ji Xukun, Xiao Hei and Qing Luoluo also came from behind. No matter what kind of strong enemy they faced, Ji Xukun was the most relaxed one.

In his words, death or life is not important.

The important thing is to enjoy the battle!

The five of them looked towards the direction of Wanjianmen. As long as dawn comes, they will rush to the battlefield.

This battle will definitely go down in history.

…

Chu Junran actually got up very early. She was wearing a blue Cuiyan shirt, with delicate makeup, holding the Zhutian Burning Flame Sword, sitting on the eaves.

Emperor Zhuque led the Phoenix Temple to a higher level than Luoshamen.

Today, she also wants to break through herself and make the power of the Phoenix Temple famous again in Xinglan.

After three years of hard training, Qing Luoluo taught her too many fighting skills.

In the past, she only knew the moves, not the practical fighting methods.

It was Qing Luoluo who made her understand that some moves look simple, but can create a moment to force the opponent to reveal a flaw.

It must be said that Qing Luoluo's strength is not only in her cultivation, but more in her innate talent for fighting.

Recently, Chu Junran and Ji Shengyu were buried in the One-Star Cosmic God Realm.

As the Phoenix of the Phoenix Temple and the future Phoenix King, she will never fall behind in the company of so many peerless geniuses.

Sitting here alone for a long time, waiting for dawn.

As the eastern sky gradually brightened, she moved and landed beside Qing Luoluo and others.

When the six people turned around, a thin figure wrapped in a black robe, carrying an ancient black sword, had already appeared in the square.

"Let's go."

A cold voice suddenly sounded under the black robe.

The seven people touched the void with their toes and immediately turned into seven lights and shadows, flying out of the cliff.

...

Towards the Wanjian Gate.

Zeus woke up from his sleep. The moment he opened his eyes, the king's momentum arose naturally. The breath of death made the migratory bird that happened to fly over the eaves age rapidly in the blink of an eye, and finally turned into a skinny old bird, falling straight from the sky, hitting the tiles and dying.

He pulled his neck and sat up from the bed.

But there was a sharp wind outside the yard.

"Master, Mu Fan ran away."

The voice of the evil Rakshasa Bai Kui suddenly sounded from the yard.

Hearing this, Zeus's old face trembled suddenly, and the whole house, in an instant, turned into ashes under the black air waves that erupted from his body, and drifted in the cold wind.

"Run away?"

His face was extremely gloomy.

"Alas, Wanchao Pavilion, after all, it is untrustworthy~"

Yin Lingqi walked over from outside at this time.

Seeing him coming, Zeus' heart gradually calmed down.

"Well, brother Yin, with you and Bai Kui working together to fight against the Cat Emperor, she will definitely not have a chance of winning. Just leave Qing Luoluo to this god."

He clenched his fists, and his majestic body was like an unshakable peak. The kingly aura he carried made Yin Lingqi and Bai Kui's faces more gloomy.

Not only did the people of Chenyao Sword Sect not sleep well that night, but the Wanjian Demon Sect was almost the same.

The disciples all held the hilts of their swords, their expressions tense.

Before the fight started, dark circles appeared one by one.

However, when you look closely, you will find something very strange.

The Wanjian Demon Sect is known to have more masters than the Wanchao Pavilion, but the disciples standing here are generally weak.

Some powerful people in the Demon Sect have disappeared without a trace.

What is even more puzzling is that even Yin Lingqi's daughter, Yin Qingyan, has disappeared.

There are also Nan Feihong, Nan Yue'er, and the notorious Five Poison Elders, and only Hua Siqiong can be seen standing in front of Xiaoyou's door.

In order to prevent Xiaoyou from escaping, Hua Siqiong set up a very strong energy barrier around the room. After all, he knew that Xiaoyou was a spiritualist. If he used a sky-breaking formation and turned into a mosquito-sized flying away, it would be bad.

But Zeus didn't know this.

He led Yin Lingqi and Bai Kui and hurried out.

Not long after they walked out, a loud noise came from the direction of the mountain gate.

Suddenly, the whole earth began to shake violently, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the hot magma rushed to the sky from there, quickly condensing into black clouds in the air, like an ink painting, blowing with the wind, covering the rising sun.

Dawn is coming, and darkness is coming.

To the world, the evil sect is darkness.

And now, at this moment, to the disciples of the Wanjian Demon Sect, Chenyao Sword Sect is darkness!

They are the darkness that makes darkness afraid!

…

The sound of screams spread from the direction of the mountain gate at a very fast speed.

Zeus and others stood in the spacious square. Without flying high in the sky, they could more or less feel the cold murderous intent and the scene of the Wanjian Demon Sect disciples fighting to the death but with an egg hitting a stone.

Bai Kui brought a tiger-skin chair from somewhere, and Zeus sat on it with a faint indifference on his face.

When powerful sects fight, it is ultimately a duel between the strong.

The weak are just green leaves to set off them.

The sound of fighting outside was getting closer and closer. Not long after, many disciples of the Wanjian Demon Sect who fled in panic rushed out of the corridor on the other side of the square.

They fled behind Zeus and others, and then trembled with their hands, holding their swords and pointing in the direction of the corridor.

Finally, a man in a black robe with a black ancient sword on his back finally came over from there with six people with majestic momentum.

Qing Luoluo followed behind everyone boredly, admiring the bloody beauty along the way. When Zeus's cute little face fell into his sight, he shook his palm imperceptibly.