Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

In the darkness, the third elder led dozens of disciples to the outer stronghold.

A quarter of an hour later, everyone had arrived, but there was silence inside and outside the stronghold, only the corpses of a few Holy Land disciples lying here and there on the ground.

Slowly entering the courtyard, at this time all the disciples inside were captured, tied up in the middle of the field, and guarded by ten evil cultivators.

"Third Elder, hurry up, this is a trap!"

A tied disciple shouted loudly, but just as he opened his mouth, an evil cultivator kicked him in the chest, spitting out blood.

"stop!"

The third elder yelled angrily: "Bold villain, you dare to attack my disciples of the Holy Land, hurry up and catch you, or I will definitely kill you here today!"

Hearing his angry scolding, the ten evil cultivators at the side didn't care at all, and they still had smug smiles on their faces.

An evil cultivator said: "Don't worry about it, it's normal for you not to be afraid of us, but aren't you afraid of Lord Mozi?"

The third elder hesitated for a moment. Although the strength of the Ninth Devil was far inferior to the Evil Emperor, his strength should not be underestimated. If he really fought with him, he was not fully sure.

But even so, he couldn't lose in momentum.

"Let's not talk about the Ninth Devil, what's the problem even if the Evil Emperor comes in person? If you dare to attack my Holy Land disciple, no matter how powerful he is, I will kill him!"

However, as soon as the words fell, there was a wave of Yuan power from the formation nearby, and a trapping and killing formation suddenly formed, besieging everyone in it.

"not good!"

Everyone quickly drew their swords and looked around, but now that the formation has been formed, it is very difficult to break out.

"Third Elder, are you really not afraid?"

A faint voice came, and looking in the direction, the Ninth Devil had appeared beside him at some point, staring coldly at the people in the Holy Land.

The third elder scolded angrily: "Bold Demon Sect, dare to challenge the majesty of my Holy Land. If you rein in the precipice, you can still have a chance of life. If you continue to do evil, your end will not be far away!"

After the words fell, the Ninth Devil had no patience to fight with him, so he shot directly.

A series of iron chains quickly popped up on the ground, flying out from under his feet like a poisonous snake, at a very fast speed.

The third elder hurriedly dodged to dodge the attack of the iron chain, but the disciples beside him were not so lucky.

Several disciples were chained around their ankles and dragged into the ground on the spot before disappearing.

"Everyone spread out!"

The third elder quickly reminded.

However, this did not have much effect. In the blink of an eye, several disciples were dragged into the ground by iron chains that suddenly drilled from the ground, and there was no time to prevent them.

In just a few breaths of time, nearly one-third of the dozens of people who came along at random have been reduced.

Seeing the disciples die one by one, the third elder's heart was bleeding.

These Law Enforcing Hall disciples are the core strength of the Holy Land, and each of them has received a lot of training to grow to the point where they are today.

Now more than a dozen died at once, so how can we not be angry.

"Stop! Brave and wicked, see if I won't accept you today!"

He exploded on the spot, his divine power began to operate, and his momentum continued to increase.

The third elder kept making handprints with his hands, and then a flying sword suddenly condensed out of thin air between his palms, which penetrated the barrier of the trapping formation and flew straight towards the ninth devil.

This sword doesn't seem to have much energy fluctuations, but in fact it is extremely imposing, and the power it contains is enough to make people terrifying.

A flaw appeared in the Trapped Killing Formation, and a group of disciples quickly joined forces to attack the gap left by the flying sword, quickly making the gap even bigger.

However, the Ninth Devil was indifferent, until Fei Jian came less than a foot in front of him, and he reached out and grabbed Fei Jian.

Afterwards, he threw the flying sword back at a faster speed, and the power increased a little.

A group of disciples who had just joined forces to attack the gap in the formation saw the sword flying towards them, and it was too late to dodge, and several disciples were killed or injured on the spot.

"Evil barrier, look at the trick!"

The third elder fell into rage on the spot, and once again made several handprints with both hands in succession, and then a flying sword continuously condensed on his side, continuously absorbing the aura of the surrounding world, and even robbed the aura that kept running in the trapped killing formation. Accept it for your own use.

In less than three breaths, dozens of flying swords have been condensed and flew towards the ninth devil like a thousand swords.

However, just halfway through the flight, it was blocked by a cloud of black mist and could not move forward.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the third elder of the First Holy Land. His strength is really extraordinary, and he actually consumed three of my strength."

The Ninth Devil spoke unhurriedly, then raised his hand and grabbed a disciple from the air.

The disciple screamed, and then the blood on his body continuously flowed out along the acupuncture points, like a fountain.

These qi and blood turned into a few strands of blood, gathered into a small stream, and gradually flowed towards the Ninth Devil, and all of them were absorbed.

So far, his aura has become stronger.

In less than three breaths, this disciple who had been drained of blood had already turned into a dry bone, shriveled and lost weight.

"Bastard, I will fight with you!"

The third elder gritted his teeth, and waved his palms, gathering energy to form a blade. There were two long swords in the palms of both hands, and he quickly swung them out, a set of powerful and unparalleled sword skills.

The Ninth Demon looked at him calmly, and slowly raised his arms, with the palms facing upwards, traces of black magic energy floated up like curling smoke, and condensed into a ball in the palms.

Pushing the palm forward, the black magic ball flew forward like a cannonball.

The third elder quickly swung his two swords and crossed them in front of his chest, but he was still unable to parry the force. He was thrown backwards on the spot and fell heavily on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth.

Just when he was about to stand up and fight again, he was bound by chains formed by a series of demonic energy, tightly locking his body.

"Take this old guy back, leave one to report back, and execute the others!"

The Ninth Devil twisted his body, and disappeared in place with a wisp of black mist, leaving only a cold sentence behind.

"You bastards, you must die!"

The third elder cursed, but it was of no avail. He could only watch helplessly as his disciple was beheaded, but he couldn't break free from the chains.

At the first holy place, Kong Shengzun was wandering in the main hall at this time, his face was solemn, obviously he was not at ease.

At this moment, a disciple came forward to report.

"Holy One, it's not good. The third elder and the disciples of the law enforcement team were all captured by the Ninth Devil and will be executed soon."

Hearing this, Kong Shengzun trembled and almost fell on the spot.

"Can't you imagine that the strength of the Ninth Devil has grown to such an extent?"

He muttered something in his mouth, and then told his disciples: "Go and invite all high-level officials to gather in the conference hall."