"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

The old man slapped his head and said loudly: "We, the Shenyue Sect, cannot escape from the world and have never participated in the war between the north and the south. We only want to concentrate on cultivating here. Why do the three Taoist friends want to kill them all?

"hehe."

A sneer came from the car, and the middle-aged man in a purple-gold robe sneered: "Mo Wuhen, you have a good idea! If you don't participate in the battle between the north and the south, you can avoid this disaster by staying safe.

?Today I, Bei Ming, have sent troops here to either surrender or to be executed. There is no third option!"

"That's too much!"

Mo Wuhen's face was gloomy and he said bitterly: "Who doesn't know your Beiming style? Even if you surrender, there will be no good end. Our Shenyue Sect will never surrender and we will fight to the death!"

The three people high up in the sky looked at each other and smiled.

"This is best. If you surrender, we will not be able to complete our mission. Today we will bloodbath the Shenyue Sect and eradicate the last sect here!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man wearing purple and gold robes and dressed as an emperor sneered and patted the armrest of the Luan Car. However, hearing the dragon and phoenix chirping together, a blue dragon phantom and a purple phoenix phantom appeared at the same time.

"go!"

The man waved his sleeves, and the dragon and phoenix shadows fell down at the same time, flying straight to where Mo Wuhen was.

Feeling the powerful aura approaching, the old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes slightly and his face became solemn.

He did not dare to be negligent at all. He waved the fly whisk and mobilized all his magic power. He saw green clouds rising into the sky, condensing into a Bagua Tai Chi, blocking the sky above the mountains.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the phantoms of dragons and phoenixes collided with the Bagua Diagram. The terrifying power tore through the void, and ripples spread in all directions. The mountains and rocks wherever they passed were shattered, and the rivers were turned into nothingness!

Mo Wuhen only persisted for a moment, then he suddenly coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

boom!

With a crisp sound, the Eight Diagrams diagram fell into pieces, and the phantoms of the dragon and phoenix took the opportunity to fall down, and were in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Quick, activate the sect-protecting formation!"

Mo Wuhen shouted loudly while retreating.

In the depths of the mountains, countless figures shuttled, and rays of light circulated, but the entire Shenyue Sect worked together to activate the formation, and the sound rolled like thunder:

"I am willing to help our ancestors defend themselves against the enemy, and I vow to live and die with our sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the sect-protecting formation activated, and the power of the formation turned into colorful rays of light, rising upward into the sky, and soon condensed around Mo Wuhen.

Mo Wuhen was surrounded by this colorful ray of light and barely blocked the blow of the dragon and phoenix shadow. Then he waved his whisk and the ray of light flowed and turned into seven fairy swords, which simultaneously stabbed the purple-robed man in the distance.

Seeing this, the man in purple robe still sat still, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"You overestimate your capabilities, I will destroy you!"

Just a cold snort was heard. The man in purple robe did not make a move at all, but the old man in sackcloth beside him pinched the magic formula, and a pair of gold and jade rings appeared on his head, falling from the sky, and put the seven fairy swords into the ring, and then

With a twist, the seven swords were instantly torn to pieces and turned into dust.

"you!"

Mo Wuhen was so angry that he was injured and couldn't help but spurt out another mouthful of blood.

"A mayfly shakes a tree and brings its own destruction!"

The last young man in a fiery red robe also took action. He didn't even need to draw his sword. He struck out with a palm knife with one hand. The fiery red sword light fell from the sky and struck directly at Mo Wuhen's head.

Mo Wuhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly cast a spell, condensing the power of the sect-protecting formation in front of him, forming a colorful mountain.

Boom!

There was another loud noise, and the mountain shattered. Mo Wuhen's body fell from mid-air, and his breath dropped rapidly.

At the same time, the sect-protecting formation was also cracked by this sword, and the entire mountain range was shaking.

This series of confrontations is a long story, but it was actually all between lightning and flint.

The three masters who besieged Shenyue Sect each made only one move, but Mo Wuhen was unable to resist, and even the sect's formation was almost broken.

Liang Yan and Wu Xin, who had just arrived, happened to see this scene.

"They are actually people from Beiming! Could it be that they set up this bloody formation?" Wu Xin said secretly.

“Not sure yet”

Liang Yan glanced around and found that the three Tribulation Ancestors who were besieging Shenyue Sect were all familiar to him.

These three people are all masters of Tianhe City. Among them, the man in red clothes holding a sword is the "Fire God Sword" Zhu Mang, the man in purple robe wearing the emperor's crown is Yue Wankun, and the white-haired old man in linen clothes is
Chapter completed!