Chapter 927 Defeat

"We are not going to fight this old dragon guy to death. As long as Si Tu can delay his secret spell until the time is up, the old guy can only let us slaughter him."

"All sects listen to the order. Give up the ordinary disciples of Tianji Palace below, and each sect will pull out ten people, and must do everything to delay the pace of old man Mo."

As if he didn't want to make the relationship too stiff, the old demon Yanghun beside him explained a few words.

Indeed, now they can't do anything to Mo Lin who casts the "True Dragon Secret Spell", but as long as they can hold on until Mo Lin's secret spell ends, the Demon Sect will reap the fruits of victory in this battle.

After killing Tianji Palace, the remaining other righteous forces will find it even more difficult to resist their joint attack and will be defeated.

The Demon Sect will completely establish the victory.

The seven people gave up the idea of ​​killing Mo Lin, and focused all their attention on avoiding Mo Lin's attacks, trying their best to delay the battle.

"Old man, wait until the duration of the secret method is over, and see how you can still be so majestic!"

The two soul-devouring elders showed a bit of viciousness on their faces. As the king-level elders of the Demon Yuan Sect, they have a high status and have always been pampered. I don't know how long it has been since they were so embarrassed as today.

Thirty or forty Demon Sect virtual-level warriors rushed towards Mo Lin with a trace of grief and anger like moths to a flame.

There was no need for Mo Lin to take the initiative. Every Demon Sect warrior chose to self-destruct when he approached a certain range, thereby delaying and consuming Mo Lin's time and energy. The sound of rumbling was endless.

After this battle, even if the four sects could capture Mo Lin and win the final battle, the consumption of the sect's foundation was obviously very great, and it would take a temporary rest for several years or more to slowly recover.

"Roar!"

Seeing through the old demons' intention to delay time, Mo Lin's golden dragon pupils once again shone with a very frightening gaze, sweeping away like a mental shock, causing them to retreat one after another.

He stomped his feet into the sky, and the space under his feet suddenly collapsed. The Yuanli between the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be guided by gods and demons, and rushed madly into Mo Lin's ferocious dragon arm.

The Yuanqi of heaven and earth turned into golden airflow, forming around him like a vortex.

An extremely violent dragon roar resounded through the world.

"Red Dragon Against the Sky, Hundred-foot Dragon Fist!"

Along with the dragon roar, Mo Lin also uttered an indistinct roar, and then, a huge red-gold dragon head phantom that was nearly a hundred feet long was swung out by Mo Lin's dragon arm flashing with golden light.

The dragon shadow roared, and the dragon claws were excited, and it fiercely bombarded the seven people in front.

Wherever the golden light passed, the energy of heaven and earth became extremely violent under the fist wind. Facing this golden fist shadow that even the late king realm had to temporarily avoid, the faces of the seven people finally changed from ugly to horrified.

A deadly and dangerous aura exploded from the bottom of their hearts.

"Heavenly Soul Lotus!"

The old demon Yanghun had a black long sword in his hand, his face was extremely solemn, and the energy on his body burst out with all his strength, and a bewitching black lotus gathered at the tip of his sword.

The old demon Yinhun hid behind Yanghun, and the black demonic energy surged. At this moment, it was infused into the black lotus without leaving any trace, making the black lotus seem alive. It spun around, and countless lotus petals, each of which lit up with mysterious patterns...

"Shattering Yuan Finger!"

"Soul-Splitting Fist!"

"Eclipse Magic Art!"

Not only the two old soul-devouring masters, but also the other five kings dared not hide their weaknesses at this life-and-death moment. All kinds of high-level spiritual weapons and powerful martial arts were activated. All the power activated by the seven people was combined at this moment to meet the shocking Hundred-foot Dragon Fist.

The ferocious dragon head in front of the dragon fist spewed out the hot and explosive red dragon breath, riding on the clouds and mist, with great momentum.

Boom, boom, boom.

At this moment, the entire sky erupted with a thunderous roar...

After the offensives of both sides collided completely, the red-gold dragon head engulfed the figures of the seven people with endless golden flames. A huge roar burst out from the collision between the two sides, and the terrifying power instantly swept the entire battlefield.

Afterwards, the "Hundred-foot Dragon Fist" dimmed a little, and finally completely disappeared, turning into a wisp of golden light. At the same time, the seven king-level figures in the sky also flew hundreds of feet like cannonballs, accompanied by a piece of blood spraying wildly, and fell down one after another.

The storm-like battle fluctuations swept the entire field. Whether it was the few demon sect warriors below or the Tianji Hall disciples who arranged the Yunfeng Sword Formation, they were all blown away by the aftermath of the bombardment.

Even Ning Chen and Liang Jiuzhou had to use their internal energy to try their best to resist this powerful battle fluctuation.

The Tianji Yunfeng Sword Formation completely collapsed at this moment.

Both the righteous and the evil sides were injured, and all suffered extremely tragic losses.

"Ahem!"

In the air, Mo Lin, who stood proudly like a giant red dragon, saw that the "Hundred-foot Dragon Fist" was actually blocked by seven people. He frowned, and his face covered with dragon scales showed a trace of pain.

He was just about to flash down to the bottom to harvest the injured Demon Sect King Realm elders.

As a result, before the golden dragon wings began to flap, Mo Lin's face was in even more pain, with veins exposed on his forehead and neck, and even the golden color in his vertical pupils quickly dissipated, revealing the original normal black pupils.

Afterwards, with a shocking roar of pain, the golden dragon wings behind Mo Lin and the dragon scales on his body turned into starlight and dissipated between heaven and earth.

His aura plummeted, and he dropped directly from the late King Realm to the early stage, and his face showed a sickly red, his steps were staggering, and his eyes were no longer shining like before.

The feeling of weakness and weakness was fully reflected in Mo Lin at this moment.

It was obvious that the time limit of the True Dragon Secret Technique had expired.

The backlash caused by the use of the secret technique not only made it impossible for him to maintain his original King Realm mid-stage cultivation, but also fell back to the early King Realm, and even the strength to stand was completely gone.

"Roar!"

Mo Lin, the third elder of the Tianji Hall, fainted with his eyes black, and his body leaned back, falling from the sky, smashing a deep pit filled with sand and dust on the battlefield below.

"Haha... cough cough... Old Mo, no matter how awesome you are, you still fell into the hands of my Demon Sect today?"

Several staggering figures leaped up from a distance.

The two Soul Devouring Elders both covered their chests with their hands, their bodies covered with wounds, and the surging black energy on their bodies became extremely dim, but the two of them didn't care about these things at this time, and they laughed arrogantly.

Compared with the cheering and shouting of the Demon Sect, the faces of Ning Chen, Liang Jiuzhou and more than a dozen elite disciples of the Tianji Palace had lost their color at this time.

Their pale faces revealed despair, and even Liang Jiuzhou was no exception.

Waves of death aura enveloped their hearts and spread at will.

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