The strange world of demon cultivators

Soon, the mighty and powerful coalition of the six sects surged in like a tide, surrounding the Immortal Ghost Sect.

The people of the Immortal Ghost Sect looked at the sudden coalition with astonishment.

Especially the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect, he stared at the rapidly gathering army with a sharp gaze, and suddenly realized in his heart:

The six sects must have used the legendary large teleportation array to arrive here so quickly.

Otherwise, at a normal speed, they would never have appeared here so quickly.

At this moment, an old man in a black robe and with a majestic face slowly walked out of the coalition.

He was Elder Wan, who was standing in front of the gate of the Immortal Ghost Sect and facing the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

Elder Wan held his head high and shouted righteously:

"How dare you, the Immortal Ghost Sect, secretly hide the unforgivable criminal - Xie Zun!

Today, we are here to ask for punishment on the orders of various sects. I hope you will quickly hand over the criminal to avoid a catastrophe!"

Hearing this, the corner of the Immortal Ghost Sect's mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful sneer.

He snorted heavily and hit back without showing any weakness:

"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense here! Don't you, a bunch of sanctimonious guys, know what you are up to?

You just want to find an excuse to send troops to fight! Why pretend to be a righteous man?

What I hate most is hypocrites like you. Your hypocritical appearance is really disgusting!"

When Elder Wan heard this, his expression did not change, and he didn't even frown.

He just raised his mouth slightly and said lightly:

"We used to be close friends! Today, I hope that Fellow Daoist Li can listen to my advice.

As long as you hand over the evil lord, our six sects will naturally not make things difficult for you. We can discuss everything in the long run!"

After hearing this, Sect Master Li was stunned at first!

Then, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, he raised his head and laughed deafeningly:

"Hahahahaha... Tell me yourself, how credible are these words?

I'm afraid even you don't believe it!"

At this moment, the green-clothed elder who had been standing aside and couldn't hold back his temper for a long time finally couldn't bear it anymore.

His eyes were wide open, his face flushed red, and he yelled at Elder Wan:

"What else can you say to this ungrateful person! Why waste your breath here!

In my opinion, it's better to just do it!"

When Elder Wan heard the green-clothed elder's impatient words, he shook his head gently and waved his hand helplessly.

It seemed as if he was saying that he didn't want to fight at all, but was forced to do so.

However, facing this situation, Sect Master Li didn't bother to pay attention to the two of them.

He saw his hands quickly pinching the seals and muttering something.

In the blink of an eye, a mysterious and powerful magic circle appeared under his feet.

With Sect Master Li's last low shout, the magic circle suddenly lit up with dazzling light and rose into the sky like a black sun.

Immediately afterwards, a huge black curtain covering the sky and the sun spread to the surroundings at an astonishing speed.

But in a moment, the entire Immortal Ghost Sect was shrouded in this dark curtain of light, without any light.

At this moment, the relaxed look on Elder Wan's face finally disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression.

He knew that a fierce battle was inevitable, so he didn't say a word and concentrated on preparing for the upcoming fierce confrontation.

He took a deep breath with a solemn expression, and then waved his hand violently!

In an instant, a powerful and deafening palm force slammed directly towards the dark curtain in front like a surging torrent.

In an instant, a loud "boom" was heard.

The entire space seemed to be shaken by the collision of these two earth-shaking forces, stirring up a violent energy fluctuation.

At this moment, the low-level disciples in the Immortal Ghost Sect took action one after another, and they quickly transformed into closely connected array eyes.

These disciples chanted something in their mouths, and their hands kept dancing with spells, continuously transferring their own mana to the sect protection formation through specific channels.

For a time, the entire Immortal Ghost Sect was shining, and countless colorful mana torrents intertwined, forming a colorful but mysterious picture.

However, this high-intensity spellcasting is also a great consumption for these low-level disciples.

Whenever a disciple is unable to continue to output due to physical exhaustion;

Other low-level disciples who have been prepared will immediately fill their positions and continue to transfer mana to the sect protection formation.

In this way, the whole process seems orderly and orderly.

Look at the sect protection formation that is like an indestructible tortoise shell.

Although it is under great pressure from the outside, it is still as stable as a mountain, without any signs of collapse.

Faced with such a solid defense, the Six Factions Alliance is not in a hurry.

After all, they knew that this was the protective formation that the Immortal Ghost Sect relied on for survival.

If it didn't have enough power and protection, how could the Immortal Ghost Sect gain a foothold in the cultivation world for a long time?

So, the two sides were deadlocked.

No one dared to launch the attack first, but quietly waited for the key opportunity to break the deadlock.

As time passed, the atmosphere became more and more tense and depressing, as if a storm was about to come.

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Just when the two sides were deadlocked and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

The sky suddenly seemed to be covered by an invisible big hand, and it became cloudy in an instant.

The thick dark clouds were as black as ink, weighing heavily on people's heads, as if a violent rain would pour down at any time.

Before everyone had time to react, a dazzling purple lightning suddenly struck down without any sign.

This purple lightning was like a ferocious dragon, carrying the power of destroying the world and smashing straight down.

And the target it was aiming at was a corner of the Immortal Ghost Sect's protective formation.

With a loud noise that shook the world, countless sparks and smoke burst out from that corner in an instant, and the whole ground shook violently.

When the dust had settled a little, people were surprised to see a tall and mighty old man in black robes floating in the air.

He had a huge sword on his back, and he exuded a powerful aura that made people's hearts flutter.

This old man was the elder from the Sword Tomb, and at this moment he was holding a green and red giant sword tightly in his hand.