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Just as the second round of the sea competition was in full swing, the entire ancient Xixia country was experiencing an unprecedented catastrophe.

The two largest forces in Dongzhou Continent are currently sweeping away all the strongholds and sub-altars of Mingyue Sect in the country.

As the state religion of the ancient Xixia Kingdom, Mingyue Sect has gone through thousands of years of hard work, and its followers in China have naturally reached an unprecedented scale.

These believers who had no power to resist were also bloodily obliterated together with the Mingyue believers in this catastrophe.

After all, the master of eradicating heresy is famous, regardless of whether the target has force or not.

Especially after the Tianyu City Auction Attack happened, this kind of behavior seemed more justified, and even the last trace of scruples could be ignored.

For a time, the entire ancient Xixia country was filled with mourning, and blood flowed like rivers.

Now, these two forces have finally arrived at the destination of their trip, the Yinshi Mountain Range, under the Pangu Peak where the main altar of the Mingyue Sect is located.

The towering Pangu Peak was suddenly covered by a huge gray light curtain that seemed to be real. The runes on the surface of the light curtain flowed, and the gray air permeated.

Through the translucent gray light curtain, one can vaguely see the Mingyue Sect disciples in gray robes standing on the mountain peak. There are nearly 10,000 people, looking like they are ready to fight.

Among these people, many of them were the eliminated ones who had just retired from the second round of the sea competition, and were directly sent to the main arena through the teleportation array. They were looking at the densely packed figures with surprised and panicked eyes Occupied by the mountains around Pangu Peak.

Most of the people to the north of Pangu Peak were dressed in black robes, while those to the south were mainly in blue Taoist robes. The number of people on both sides was roughly the same, about five or six thousand people.

However, looking north and south, there are still black and blue silhouettes converging endlessly.

This situation continued for another full incense stick, and did not stop until both sides reached a scale of more than 10,000 people.

At this moment, if one looks down from the top of the peak, it looks like two huge semicircles, one black and one blue, completely enclosing Pangu Peak.

On the south side of Pangu Peak, above the Tongtian Sect disciples all over the mountains and plains, there is a huge blue gourd floating on it. Sitting cross-legged on it is a white-haired old man in a gossip robe. on his shoulder.

It is Taoist Wuchen, the leader of Tongtianxian Sect.

Behind him, there were six Taoists sitting cross-legged.

Suddenly, Taoist Wuchen's lips moved slightly, as if he was transmitting something.

Immediately, three Taoist priests stood up from the dozen or so people, bowed their hands to Taoist Wuchen, and then jumped off the gourd in a flash.

Soon, after a commotion, the disciples below separated out a group of more than a thousand people, and headed towards Quyang City not far to the south.

On the north side of Pangu Peak, over ten thousand disciples in black robes, there was a huge palm-leaf fan with a size of more than twenty feet floating out of thin air. The surface of the palm-leaf fan was filled with black air, and a man and a woman stood side by side at the front.

The man was in his thirties and forties, dressed in a Confucian robe, with an elegant face, and looked calmly at the giant gray peak in front of him.

The woman was wearing a black cloak, and it was faintly visible that she was wearing a golden dress underneath, and her exquisite face was somewhat enchanting and charming.

The two are naturally Situ Hao, the suzerain of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and Jin Xiaochai.

Behind the two stood more than a dozen tall figures, their whole bodies seemed to be covered by a layer of black air, their eyes were indifferent, and their faces were somewhat dull.

Sect Master, is this the main altar of Mingyue Sect? Jin Xiaochai asked suddenly.

To be precise, this is just the main altar of Mingyue Sect in Dongzhou Continent. Situ Hao said.

Could it be that they still have influence in Xihe mainland? Jin Xiaochai was taken aback.

That's right. But in the final analysis, these are just a corner of the power of the Mingyue Sect...Xiaochai, aren't you looking for someone? As far as I know, that kid should be in Quyang City. Situ Hao nodded, before Jin Xiaochai What to ask again, the conversation changed.

Sect Master, you promised me that if you see him here, please let him go. Jin Xiaochai said.

That kid can be regarded as a member of my Heavenly Demon Sect. As long as he doesn't do anything out of the ordinary, I won't embarrass him. By the way, although you still have innate late-stage strength now, since Wuchen has sent people to encircle and suppress Quyang City, Just in case, let the two Heavenly Demon Guards go with you. Situ Hao said, and with a single move, two tall figures stepped out from behind and walked behind Jin Xiaochai.

Thank you, Sovereign. Xiaochai will leave first. Jin Xiaochai looked back at the two figures and said.

Saying that, Jin Xiaochai leaped off the huge cattail fan, followed by the two Heavenly Demon Guards without a word.

At this moment, a loud horn sounded from below.

At the foot of the mountain below, among the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, there were more than twenty puppet puppets with heads measuring tens of feet in size, resembling beasts such as tigers, wolves, bears, and leopards. They were covered with a layer of black or gray scales. , sending out bursts of powerful spiritual pressure.

These beast-shaped puppets are the spirit-level war puppets famous in the Eastern Continent of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Each of them requires ten star-rank warlocks to control and consume a lot of spirit stones to activate. Although they move slowly, they are almost indestructible. The power is no less than that of ordinary earth-level powerhouses.

Attack! Situ Hao's voice came from above. Although the voice was not loud, it was heard very clearly by everyone below.

These people cheered up one after another, brandished their magical weapons and weapons, surrounded by beast-shaped puppets, and slowly approached the top of the mountain. From a distance, it looked like a black ocean spreading towards the top of the mountain.

There was still some distance from the mountain guard formation covering the top of the mountain, and beams of light of various colors as thick as water tanks spewed out from the mouth of animal-shaped puppets, and together with the attacks of some innate warriors or warlocks, they fell on the gray light curtain. On the ground, there was a deafening roar.

Pieces of light groups of various colors lit up on the gray light curtain, and immediately turned into dots of crystal light and collapsed.

At the same time, dense spiritual light spells also poured out from the giant light curtain, pouring down like a torrential rain, trying to give a head-on blow to the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect who rushed forward.

It's just that the Heavenly Demon Sect had already prepared for it, and large spell shields rose quickly one after another, blocking the charging disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect. took cover.

Although most of the attacks were blocked, in the end, many disciples fell on the way of sprinting forever.

Almost at the same time, the other side of the giant peak also roared loudly, and countless mana fluctuations came, and it was obvious that the Tongtian Xianjiao side also started to attack.

The battle is imminent!

Under such intensive attacks, the giant gray light curtain that served as the guardian formation of the Mingyue Sect finally began to tremble, and the entire Pangu Peak shook slightly like an earthquake, as if it was crying.

Just when a large number of middle and low-level disciples of Tongtian Xianjiao and Tianmozong rushed to the gray light curtain, preparing to launch a round of fierce attack on the Mingyue Sect's mountain protection formation, black smoke suddenly appeared in front of the gray light curtain.

Then a breath from the world of death permeated in an instant, and a zombie skeleton with strange shapes appeared out of thin air. Among them, there were many skeleton warriors and black-haired zombies who had reached the innate level of strength, and even a few skeleton kings with earth-level strength, Zombie King.

As soon as these undead creatures appeared, they immediately fought with the two mid- and low-level disciples who rushed forward.

All the disciples of the Mingyue Sect showed madness on their faces, and they continued to attack without sparing their true energy and mana, and cooperated with these undead creatures to slaughter the opponent's disciples.

After all, once it is breached, it will be a dead end.

But after all, the gap in numbers between the two sides is too great. After paying the heavy price of thousands of disciples, Tongtian Xianjiao and Tianmozong finally gradually grasped the initiative in the battle.

As more and more attacks fell on the huge gray light curtain, it began to dim bit by bit at a rather slow speed.

...

In a huge secret room space in the main altar of Mingyue Sect.

On the ground, a hexagonal magic circle with a size of one hundred feet circulated, emitting a faint blood light, and densely packed spirit stones covered all parts of the circle.

Sixty-four disciples of the Mingyue Sect were sitting cross-legged at each key node of the formation, holding a blood-colored skull in their hands. Countless blood-colored beams of light shot out from the skull and entered all parts of the formation. The faces of these people, It also depletes rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

And in the center of the formation, an old man with white hair sat cross-legged in it, and in front of him was a crimson bead covered with spirit patterns.

The white-haired old man is Mingyue Jiaoyou protector.

I saw that his hands were constantly changing, and one after another formulas flew out of his hands and hit the red ball.

The spirit pattern on the bead gradually lit up, and it slowly rotated at an increasing speed.

At this moment, the white-haired old man recited a few formulas, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the red bead.

The blood was shining brightly, and a thick blood-colored beam of light shot out from it, and it sank straight into the void above the secret room without knowing where it was going.

Liu An, I can only help you here...

After the white-haired old man spewed blood, his face was extremely pale, and the vitality in his body quickly dried up.

...

The fierce offensive and defensive battle at Pangu Peak continued.

At this moment, the outside of the giant gray light curtain covering Pangu Peak was already covered with a thick layer of remains, including two disciples and undead creatures.

But neither Taoist Wuchen on the gourd on the south side of Pangu Peak nor Situ Hao on the huge cattail fan on the north side made a move, and they didn't show much expression change regarding the casualties in the battle below.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The gray yin energy covering the mountain suddenly rolled and contracted, and retracted into the skeleton of the huge wolf-like monster on the top of the mountain in a blink of an eye.

The skeleton of the monster beast immediately burst into blood, and in the eyes that were originally empty, two light silver soul flames with a size of several feet rose suddenly, and its head began to shake slightly, as if it had just woken up.

The extremely powerful mana fluctuations spread in all directions like water patterns, and a terrifying aura immediately enveloped the entire mountain peak (to be continued.)