Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 1342 Destruction of the Second Sect (Continue)
Just as Shangguan Wan'er expected, the Hell Blood Demon Sect was completely unable to resist the blows of all the major sects. In just half a day, ninety-nine percent of the disciples with a total of more than ten thousand disciples were killed, leaving only a very small number of golden cores Moxiu escaped to the only surviving Nascent Soul Moxiu to save his life.

It's just that their little life can't be kept for long, because after clearing the periphery, the coalition forces of the major sects have completely surrounded them.

Among the surviving disciples of the Prison Blood Demon Sect, there is an acquaintance of Mo Changsheng.

"Could it be that I have worked so hard to come back, just to die here in such an obscurity?" Jue Wuyang lowered his head and stood silently behind the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators, his eyes gleaming with unwillingness of light.

He has cultivated to the peak of Jindan, and even half of his foot has stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm. If it wasn't for laying an extremely solid foundation, he would have been able to condense the Nascent Soul long ago.

However, God didn't give him a chance, and even gave him a blow when he was about to return to the peak. If he can't escape today's catastrophe, everything will stop, even if the foundation is solid, what's the use?

At the front of all the demon cultivators, the ancestor of the Prison Blood Demon Sect silently glanced around at the disciples behind him, and tightly grasped the inheritance treasure in his hand.

He is a super master of Nascent Soul Dzogchen. In normal times, even a late-stage monk like Chong Shan is nothing in front of him, but at this moment when he is also controlling the treasure of inheritance, his cultivation base advantage is huge. It is greatly offset, because at this time, it is the inheritance treasures of each family that have a greater impact on combat power, rather than their cultivation realm.

Moreover, among the Allied Forces of the Righteous Path, there is also the Nascent Soul Dzogchen.

"Could it be that the ten thousand-year inheritance of the Mozong will be broken in my hands?" The ancestor of the Mozong closed his eyes in pain. After a while, he made a difficult decision.

"Death is imminent, do you still want to die and struggle?" Zuo Qingtian looked coldly at the ancestor of the Demon Sect, with a cold light in his eyes: "Old Demon Qilian, 130 years ago, you assassinated my apprentice in the secret realm of Dengtian Tower , today, I want you, the Demon Sect, to stay alive!"

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Qingtian slashed fiercely at the ancestor of the Demon Sect with his sword. The most precious Zixia sword brought out purple awns all over the sky, dyeing the sky above the Demon Sect purple.

Zuo Qingtian was one of the only Nascent Soul Dzogchen in the Righteous Path Alliance, and the highest senior elder of the Shushan Sword Sect. As soon as he made a move, the Righteous Path Alliance seemed to have received a signal and followed suit.

The surviving demon cultivators knew that they would die, so they used desperate secret techniques similar to the method of disintegrating the demons, and rushed towards the righteous coalition forces without giving in.

In an instant, countless terrifying secret techniques and killing treasures broke out in the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Sect.

In just a few moments, two Nascent Soul cultivators blew themselves up and died, not only seriously injuring three Righteous Nascent Souls, but also took the lives of more than a dozen Jindan monks.

"All the juniors below the Nascent Soul, get out!" Zuo Qingtian roared angrily, slashing wildly with the Zixia Sword in his hand, forcing the surrounding Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators to retreat steadily.

After receiving Zuo Qingtian's order, the Jindan cultivators in the Righteous Alliance quickly retreated to a distance.

To be honest, they have long wanted to hide away. With their cultivation base, even if they are affected by the aftermath of the Nascent Soul War, they will either die or be injured. If they continue to stay in the center of the battlefield, they are simply looking for death.

In the arena, the ancestor of the Mozong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he vigorously urged the treasure of the Mozong. After forcing Zuo Qingtian back a little, he looked up to the sky and roared: "The Mozong has been passed down for thousands of years, and it will never die by itself. In the future, the demons will rob the sky, and our blood demon sect will surely make a comeback!"

"Explode! Explode! Explode!"

"Be careful, he's going to do his best!" Zuo Qingtian roared angrily, and the Zixia Sword burst into infinite purple light, laying a heavy defense in front of him, and the other Righteous Nascent Souls also used their own methods to firmly protect themselves.

Fortunately, these Zhengdao Nascent Souls made a prompt decision, and immediately put aside their opponents when they were reminded by Zuo Qingtian, and protected them with all their strength. Otherwise, it is estimated that many people would have difficulty retreating completely, because with the roar of the ancestor of the Mozong, An extremely terrifying explosion occurred in the forbidden area of ​​the Mozong.

In the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Sect, they have arranged countless formations and restrictions that will all end together!
The Allied Forces of the Righteous Way thought that the method of the ancestor of the Mozong was just like this, but they discovered in horror that the big explosion in the forbidden area did not affect the Nascent Soul of the Mozong at all, and none of them took the opportunity to escape at this moment. They gathered around the ancestor of the Demon Sect and formed an extremely evil formation.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the Mozong Nascent Soul except the Mozong ancestor shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Part of it was poured into the body of the ancestor of the Mozong, making him swell up.

Just when the ancestor of the Mozong swelled to the point of exploding, the other Nascent Souls of the Mozong suddenly turned into fly ash and scattered in the air. Then, the ancestor of the Mozong swallowed the treasure of the Mozong in one gulp!

"Field* common people are catastrophic, and the sea of ​​demons is overwhelming!"

The terrifying demon power swept across the world and covered the sky, but in the blink of an eye, the entire gate of the Demon Sect was enveloped by the domain of the ancestor of the Demon Sect.

The turbulent wave of demons raged violently, washing away the protective techniques of all righteous monks. At first glance, it seemed that the ancestor of the Demon Sect had suppressed the entire righteous coalition army by himself.

"Insanity!"

"court death!"

"The devil is one foot tall, the Tao is one foot tall, old devil, you are looking for your own death!"

Among the Allied Forces of the Righteous Path, the great monks of the various sects and the Nascent Soul Dzogchen roared up to the sky, letting go of their domains one after another, and opened up one after another 'a country within a country' in the domain of the ancestor of the Demon Sect .

"Haha, it's no loss that this patriarch was able to support so many people before he died!" The Mozong patriarch laughed wildly as if he didn't see that his domain was being shattered.

The ancestor of the Mozong suddenly glanced at a certain corner of his domain, his eyes were full of hope, and then he roared ferociously: "Explode me!"

Amidst the roar, the body of the ancestor of the Demon Sect exploded into blood mist in the air, and then, the domain covering the entire Demon Sect suddenly stopped, and then exploded with a bang.

"Not good!" The faces of Zuo Qingtian and others changed wildly, and they rushed to the disciples of their respective sects recklessly, spraying their own vitality at their respective treasures as if they didn't want money, and then using the power of the treasures to protect them with all their might A small world.

The ancestor of the Mozong not only blew himself up, but also blew up the most inherited treasure of the Mozong, which was so powerful that it could destroy the world.

The small world of Mozong seemed to be doomsday, with countless space cracks covering the sky like spider webs, thunder and earth fires, meteorites falling from the sky, and all kinds of disasters befalling the world at the same time.

In this terrifying vision, no one noticed that the moment the ancestor of the Mozong blew himself up, some of the aura hidden in his domain suddenly disappeared
(End of this chapter)