Nine thousand levels of Qi refining, starting to capture the Demon Empress

"Jie Jie Jie Jie... The Spirit Sword Sect has a lot of spiritual power, just enough for me to have a big meal!"

Dharma King Moyun greedily absorbed everyone's spiritual power, and his cultivation level was also improving rapidly.

Yang Dingtian, who always had his back to the Demon King, was about to escape.

The disciples shouted from below:"Dharma King Moyun has appeared. Run away!"

"Run or we all die!"

"Why are you panicking? Didn't you see the sect master? He turned his back to King Moyun and was about to take action!"

"That’s right! The lord is mighty! We will definitely be able to suppress Dharma King Moyun, we must believe in the sect master!"

Everyone shouted in unison. They stared at the back of the sect master, their confidence doubled and they no longer felt fear.

Yang Dingtian was depressed.

Damn it, who is praising me so much?

Do I want to turn my back?

My legs are weak and I dare not turn around, okay ? ?

King Moyun is so terrifying, I'm afraid I will kneel if I turn around!

Yang Dingtian struggled to resist the pressure of King Moyun, gritted his teeth, and shouted:

"Dharma King Moyun, don’t be arrogant, this sect master can suppress you with a backhand!"

"You see, the sect leader said that he can kill Dharma King Moyun with one slap, so don’t panic!"

The second elder stabilized everyone.

"Just you? bring it on!"

Dharma King Moyun looked at Yang Dingtian's back and sneered.

After saying that, black energy burst out and attacked Yang Dingtian, completely surrounding him.

"Huh, what a wicked way, not worth mentioning!"

Yang Dingtian shouted loudly while planning the best escape route.

No matter what, I'll slap you and run away!

If you can't defeat him, you can't stay here.

He is not on the same level as King Moyun at all.

The green hills are preserved so that they are not afraid of being burned without firewood, and the revenge of destroying the sect can be avenged later!

"The sword fell!"

Having been preparing for a long time, Yang Dingtian shouted loudly and struck out with a palm.

Then his figure flashed and disappeared into the sword light.

He slipped away, it was important to save his life!

Seeing Yang Dingtian disappear, everyone was confused.

"Where is the sect leader, missing?"

The sects were talking a lot.

At the same time, on the Hidden Sword Peak, black clouds covered the entire sect. Naturally, Lin Feng had already sensed it.

Lin Feng felt the terrifying aura of King Moyun.

"No, no, can this thing be released?"

Lin Feng shook his head, sighed, and then gently turned the Tianluo Mirror in his hand.

He activated his spiritual power and let the light of the mirror shine on Moyun Dharma King.

Under the reflection of the Tianluo Mirror, Moyun Dharma King The figure appeared, and the whole body was shrouded in black air, which was extremely terrifying.

"Who is spying on me?"

Dharma King Moyun has noticed it.

However, just as Yang Dingtian's palm struck, Dharma King Moyun smiled slightly and used his power to resist.

But he couldn't help but laugh.

"Unexpectedly, the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect was so loud that I could easily block this palm with only 30% of my strength!"

However... King Moyun's expression changed drastically, and a sudden change occurred.

My spiritual power! My cultivation level! Why is it only so little?

It felt like... my body was suddenly hollowed out...

At the same time, the spiritual power elsewhere was also absorbed. It's not moving!

What's going on?

Before Mo Yun Dharma King could react, Yang Dingtian's palm shot through the darkness. The protective black energy of Mo Yun Dharma King was directly defeated.

He tried his best to mobilize the true energy, but he couldn't mobilize the spirit. With all his strength, he resisted Yang Dingtian's attack.

Boom!

With a loud noise that shook the earth, King Moyun was directly slapped into the seal by this palm, and the black energy disappeared under the main hall of the Spirit Sword Sect.

"ah!……"

King Moyun screamed miserably.

The demonic energy above the sect began to dissipate with the wind.

Everyone in the sect was shocked. Can it be done with one move?

"The sect leader... defeated the demon sect ancestor with just one slap? The lord is mighty!"

"It turns out that the sect leader didn't run away, but suppressed it with one hand and left the scene gracefully!"

"The sect master is mighty, long live the sect master!"

Quan Zong shouted.

Here Yang Dingtian has left the boundary of Lingjian Sect, stood at the foot of the mountain, and looked back.

There was a beggar's shack next to him, and there were a few ragged little beggars crowded in, catching lice from each other.

There was only a little beggar of seven or eight years old, with fairer skin and big eyes, who was also looking at Yang Dingtian.

Yang Dingtian shook his head, sighed, and stamped his feet

"Hey, it’s not that I won’t save you, I really can’t defeat you. If the Lingjian Sect can escape, then it’s okay.……"

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the dark clouds above his head dissipated.

Puzzled, he started his spiritual exploration, and found out that King Moyun was gone too!

What's going on?

Did the devil really fly away with my slap?

Am I so powerful?

I'm afraid that King Moyun has been imprisoned for too long and his strength has not yet fully recovered.

While thinking, Yang Dingtian dodged and appeared on the astrolabe in the main hall again.

He put his hands behind his back and turned his back to the entire Lingjian Sect. His long hair was flying in the wind, and everyone could only see his powerful white-clothed back.

"It is the responsibility of all the immortal cultivators in my sect to shoulder the sect, eliminate demons, defend the Tao, and save the common people!"

Yang Dingtian said loudly.

The sound was like a loud bell, spreading throughout the entire Lingjian Sect.

"The lord is mighty!"

All the disciples of the sect and all the immortal cultivators shouted in unison, and the sound shook the whole world.