World Wide Martial Art

Chapter 928 Reinforcements Arrive

"Third elder... Elder Mo Lin... How... How is it possible. Situ Reading

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Ning Chen looked at the place where Mo Lin fell with lifeless eyes, muttering to himself. He obviously couldn't accept the fact that Mo Lin's "True Dragon Secret Method" failed and failed to strangle the elders of the Demon Sect, and Tianji Hall was defeated.

The Demon Sect's delaying tactics worked.

The "True Dragon Secret Method" lasted for a long time, resulting in Mo Lin's life and death unknown.

At present, more than a dozen elite disciples of Tianji Hall plus Ning Chen have been completely exposed to all the Demon Sect warriors.

Even if they want to combine the "Yunfeng Sword Formation" again to fight against the Demon Sect, they are unable to do so. At this moment, everyone in Tianji Hall is so fragile and helpless.

"Everyone, the old man of Hell Gate, as well as one person each from Eclipse Valley and Rakshasa Sect, died in the last blow of Mo Lin in the battle just now..."

The voice of the old demon Yinhun sounded slowly, making the other several Demon Sect kings who were originally very excited look stunned at the same time.

The last blow.

Killed three king realms with one blow.

Adding the one who died earlier, that is to say, a total of four of the eight king realms fell at the hands of Mo Lin.

This is a real king realm powerhouse, a real pillar of the sect. Even big forces like Luosha Sect and Hell Gate would be extremely heartbroken if one of them died. And being able to survive from Mo Lin's hands also made the others feel lingering fears...

Luckily it wasn't me who died.

"Hu——"

Yang Hun took a deep breath, calmed down the excitement in his heart because he successfully dragged down Mo Lin, but pretended to be heartbroken on his face, comforted the three elders of Luosha Sect, and then followed Yin Hun, his eyes swept towards the place where Mo Lin fell without any fluctuations.

The death of the king realm elders of Luosha Sect and other sects, his Mo Yuan Sect naturally would not be sad, on the contrary, the loss of a king realm of other demon sect forces would weaken the other forces in disguise, which would be more conducive to the unification of the entire demon sect by Mo Yuan Sect.

He was too happy to wait.

Yang Hun thought happily in his heart that Mo Lin had been seriously injured and lost his fighting power. As long as he could eliminate Ning Chen and the remaining disciples of the Tianji Palace, the mission of this killing would be accomplished.

The killing of other righteous sects this time was carefully considered by the top leaders of the Demon Sect. Before taking action, they fully considered the strength comparison between the enemy and us.

Except for the Xingxiang Wangpo, there would not be any major changes.

Therefore, compared with the death of several elders who were not Wangjing of the Demon Yuan Sect, it was a good opportunity for the Demon Yuan Sect to wipe out the Tianji Palace and capture a big figure of the Tianji Palace alive.

The Demon Sect's comeback is just around the corner!

By then, the entire Yuanwu Continent will be controlled by the Demon Yuan Sect.

Yang Hun, the old demon, was secretly happy, thinking about what rewards he would get after returning to the Demon Yuan Sect.

My cultivation and that of Yin Hun have been stagnant at the peak of the early stage of the King Realm for many years. Perhaps, it is time to break through to the middle stage of the King Realm.

The two old soul-eaters flashed and quickly flew to the deep pit where Mo Lin fell.

Mo Lin, who was unconscious below, was bleeding from all seven orifices and his breath was extremely weak, which was quite different from his heroic appearance just now.

The old demon Yang Hun couldn't help but raise his head and laugh, and Yin Hun also seemed very happy, with a ferocious smile on his gloomy face.

"Haha, old man Mo, it seems that we are the ones who laugh the last. If you have the ability, you can continue to be proud and majestic!"

As long as Mo Lin is captured, all efforts will be worth it.

Amidst the hearty laughter, the old demon Yang Hun condensed his energy into a huge black hand, and stretched it out towards the unconscious Mo Lin...

On the other side, the surviving demon sect warriors rushed towards the Tianji Hall disciples who tried to make the last resistance with a majestic killing intent. The last two king realms of the Luosha Sect's Hell Gate stood in the void, staring coldly at Ning Chen and Liang Jiuzhou.

One is in the early king realm, and the other is even more gifted. He is the leader of the four most outstanding geniuses in the Yuanwu Continent and the outstanding genius ranked first by the Zhumo Gang.

These two people are the focus of attention.

Especially Liang Jiuzhou.

"A man can be killed but not humiliated! There are no cowards in the Tianji Hall!"

Although the situation was extremely unfavorable, Liang Jiuzhou still had a firm and proud expression, and did not change his face under the siege and oppression of the two king realms and dozens of demon sect warriors.

Being able to become the first of the younger generation of the Yuanwu Continent, the pride and spirit in Liang Jiuzhou are naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

"Boy, I'll use you to sacrifice to my senior brother's soul first!"

The middle-aged king-level strongman of Luosha Sect stared at Liang Jiuzhou with murderous eyes, his whole body was full of evil spirit, and powerful energy fluctuations flashed. Then, dark purple energy surged out, forming a ball of light, and without hesitation, it bombarded Liang Jiuzhou.

One of the people who was killed by Mo Lin's shocking Hundred-foot Dragon Fist was his senior brother. The two had always been good friends, but now they died at Mo Lin's hands.

The middle-aged man's anger towards Tianji Palace can be imagined. Now, Liang Jiuzhou, who is like a benchmark of spirit, naturally became his primary target for venting his anger.

No matter who you are.

No one from Tianji Palace must be left alive.

The eyes of the Luosha Sect elder were bloodshot, and the corners of his mouth were curled up with a cruel look. He attacked with all his strength and the purple-black light ball quickly swept towards Liang Jiuzhou...

The huge palm condensed by the old demon Yanghun on the other side was about to grab Mo Lin who had no ability to resist.

The Demon Sect won a great victory.

Everyone's face was extremely excited, but at this moment, several kings changed their expressions and looked up at the void.

A burst of powerful air-breaking sound cut through the sky.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

A silver-white spear pierced through the devil's hand.

The sharp spear intent on the spear made the face of the old demon Yanghun change drastically, and he stepped back a few steps, but in the next breath, he seemed to think of something, and his body rushed forward quickly, and he wanted to get rid of Mo Lin at all costs.

"Second brother, stop him!"

In fact, he didn't need to explain, the ghost not far away from him had already made a move the moment the spear appeared.

The shrill wind rolled, and in the whistling, it seemed that countless ghosts and hungry ghosts appeared out of thin air, rushing towards the sky where the silver-white spear fell.

The brothers were in tune with each other, and they all knew one thing, that they must control Mo Lin in their own hands.

As long as Mo Lin can be captured alive or killed, it will be a victory for the Demon Sect...

Unexpectedly, the next moment after the two soul-devouring elders attacked, a spirit bird with green flames all over its body instantly appeared above the head of the old demon Yang Hun.

The blue phoenix spirit bird did not try to stop Yang Hun, and after a sharp whistle, it opened its sharp beak and spit out a ball of green flames at him.

This flame was pure and quiet, obviously containing extremely high temperature. Once it appeared, the void was as illusory as it was changing. It was the pill fire of the blue phoenix spirit bird, a heavenly demon beast, which was incredibly fierce.

If Yang Hun ignored it and insisted on continuing to attack Mo Lin, this ball of pill fire would be enough to make him pay a heavy price.

"Damn it!"

As a last resort, the old demon Yang Hun could only turn around and withdraw his figure like lightning. With a flip of his palm, the rolling Yuanli surged, and he collided with the ball of pill fire that swept down in the air.

"Boom!"

The demonic energy and flames splashed everywhere, and a disgusting fishy smell could be smelled in the air...

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