The former site of the capital of Daxia!

Boom!

Katcha kacha!

Hundreds of immortal sects formed a formation and launched an unprecedented attack on the ruins.

Under the impact of various spell energy and formation spiritual power, the ruins originally formed by thunder spells continued to sink and collapse. The earth dragon roared and the wind dragon roared, directly forming an abyss.

The powerful energy will remain here for thousands of years, turning this place into a complete desert and forbidden land.

And the legend of the battle between immortals and demons will surely spread here, and will be sung among mortals for thousands of years, giving birth to many versions.

Under the intense attack, a small hidden space could no longer be hidden and emerged from the void.

Endless black evil energy, death energy, and blood energy spurted out from inside like a tide, attacking in all directions.

Endless evil spirits flew into the sky, turning the world into darkness, as if the whole world had turned into hell.

"A bunch of tricks!"

Bai Yunxiao snorted disdainfully and commanded the immortal sword sect's transformation to release infinite sword energy, instantly clearing a large area of ​​the world.

Other sects and sects were not willing to fail and took action one after another.

What seemed like a terrifying desperate situation to ordinary practitioners was resolved in an instant.

"kill!"

The moment the evil spirits and evil spirits were cleared away, a large number of blood-red refined corpses rushed out again, forming a terrifying tide of corpses and attacking in all directions.

At the same time, there is also a large amount of poisonous fog, poisonous gas, and poisonous insects, which is overwhelming.

"What bullshit God-Slaying Cult! Is this all you have?"

A group of immortal sect gods were very disdainful.

But as a large number of refined corpses covered in colored glaze appeared, the expressions of these immortal sect gods finally became solemn.

But when a large number of ghosts full of purple aura appeared, the expressions of these immortal sect gods finally changed.

"How did they cultivate so many Yaksha and Purple Ghosts in such a short period of time?"

Both are monsters at the level of the gods, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate one of them, let alone cultivate them in groups like this.

"No wonder the population of the entire Northern Wilderness is so depleted. It seems that they have collected them all to improve corpse and soul refining!"

Someone finally reacted at this time.

The reason why they are so slow cannot be completely blamed on them.

The Immortal Sect is aloof and usually doesn't care about the life and death of mortals.

They had actually noticed the sharp decline in the population of Beihuang for a long time, but they just didn't take it seriously.

Who cares if there are more or fewer building ants on the ground?

"It's useless to say more at this time, let's deal with them first!"

Bai Yunxiao, who was in charge of the leader, roared and united everyone to launch an attack.

With the help of formations and suppression by strength, although there are many of these monsters, there is nothing to be afraid of when skirmishing.

Corpse refining and soul refining that have rapidly improved in such a short period of time are difficult to control, so the Immortal Sect is not worried that someone will control them to join forces.

"kill!"

Although no one controls the corpses and ghosts, it does not mean that the God-Slaying Cult has no power to resist.

A large number of evil cultivators who transformed gods rushed out and cooperated with the corpse refiners and ghosts to attack the immortal gate.

"Finally I can give it up, but it's not enough."

The two parties fought together, causing the ground to crack, the sky to shatter, and the world to be in chaos.

People continue to die, and blood is spilled on the ground, forming a strong blood evil atmosphere, and there is also irreversible resentment and curse.

If cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage enter rashly, they may be eroded in an instant and become possessed by madness.

I don't know how long the battle lasted, and both sides were injured.

However, it is obvious that the Xianmen side is still firmly in control, and the God-Slaying Cult side has been completely suppressed. Their numbers and strength are constantly decreasing, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

How can the Ten Thousand Years of Savings of the Ten Immortal Sects be surpassed by the God-Slaying Sect in just a hundred years? No matter how unscrupulous they are, they will not be able to achieve any great achievements due to the limited resources in the Northern Wilderness.

Seeing that the God-Slaying Cult was about to be destroyed, the leader of the God-Slaying Cult who was hiding in the dark finally couldn't bear it anymore.

A wisp of space energy appeared in the field and strangled an Immortal Sect monk.

Before the Immortal Sect cultivator had time to react, he was swallowed up by the space and disappeared, and similar scenes began to appear frequently.

Immediately, the Immortal Sect noticed the anomaly and quickly retreated to distance themselves.

"I want to run away now, but it's too late! Go to hell!"

A burst of violent energy, accompanied by a sinister aura, swept towards the Xianmen practitioners in all directions.

Under the influence of that evil spirit, the dead cultivators actually stood up again one by one and turned into existences like refining corpses.

Resentments and curses all merged into one, turning into terrifying ghosts and monsters, rushing towards the fairy gate.

Obviously, this is all the power of law, otherwise it would not be so terrifying.

After this force joined the battlefield, the Immortal Sect, which had a chance of winning, was instantly knocked to dust.

"The Law of Death! It is indeed you - the Ghost King!"

The ancestor of the Immortal Sword Sect suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and with a wave of his hand, he shattered the space and the power of Yin Evil. Those zombies and ghosts that had just been resurrected were also riddled with holes from the sword energy.

Boom!

Thunder fell from the sky, purifying the place where evil spirits and resentments were once filled into an open space.

The young ancestor of Tiandao Sect also appeared.

Then the ancestors of the Immortal Sect appeared one after another, forming a circle and trapping an open space in the center.

When those cultivators of the Immortal Sect saw the sect's founder taking action, none of them dared to stay and left in a hurry.

Next will be the battle in the Void Refining Stage. They can't help. Standing here will only get in the way, and may even endanger their lives.

"Ghost King! Stop hiding and come out! Do you think you still have hope of escaping?"

"Hahaha! Tens of thousands of years have passed, I never thought I would have the chance to meet you shameless guys!"

A figure appeared in the center of the battlefield with a maniacal laugh, wearing a silky black tassel-like robe. His face was that of a young man, very handsome, but his temperament looked strange.

One glance at it makes people unable to look away, as if it has the charm to tempt people to surrender and fall.

If Wang Yang were here, he would probably be able to recall that the painting he once saw in the inheritance place of the Ghost King, the characters in it were almost exactly the same as the Ghost King in front of him.

"We never thought that you could survive in that situation! But this time, we will never give you the slightest chance!"

The ancestor of Tiandao Sect said calmly.

Layers of space ripples spread out, sealing the space in all directions to prevent the corpse emperor from tearing apart the space and escaping from here.

"Don't give me another chance? Haha! How ridiculous! Since I was born, I have never relied on the pity of others to survive, and I have never asked for opportunities from others. I will only fight for opportunities on my own!"

The Ghost King laughed disdainfully.

"What? Do you still want to resist? You were no match for us ten thousand years ago, and you are even less so now!"

The ancestor of the Immortal Sword Sect had cold eyes.

"Hehe! You are just relying on the large number of people. Don't I have any people? Friends of Buddhism and Demon Sect, how long will you continue to watch the show!"
Chapter completed!