Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal

Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal Chapter 1251

2022-01-14

Chapter 1251 After crying, do you think it's okay?

Everyone was stunned.

Everyone looked towards Wanzu continent.

Besides Ye Feng, a silhouette appeared out of thin air, wearing a black suit and a black gauze hat on her head.

Besides Mo Ying, who else?

whiz whiz whiz!

Silhouettes appeared one after another.

Because those dísciples who went out to practice also came back, this time, the number of people behind Ye Feng was even more, reaching more than 30,000 people.

"Are you dead?"

Yuexi sword saint looked around all around, looking at the familiar dísciples such as Mo Ying, Huo Yunjie, Shi Lei, etc., full of surprise.

Not only her, but also powerhouses from all walks of life.

"They didn't die?"

"What's going on?"

"Did Ye Feng bring them back to life?"

"No wonder Sect Master Ye is so calm. It turns out that he has a plan for a long time. It's a pity that we misunderstood him before. If we can meet, I want to apologize to him!" guess.

At the same time, when they looked towards Ye Feng again, their eyes were filled with admiration, and they felt that he was the head of a planning strategy, and he was as calm as always.

The sacred mountain of all ethnic groups.

"How is that possible?"

The coffins of the patriarchs of the hunting clan and other tribes of all clans could no longer be held down, and almost exploded on the spot.

They consumed so many sources, created countless clansman, and tried to obliterate all the dísciples of the Misty Sect, but who knows, the other party is all alive.

Moreover, the breath is still at Peak.

This case is unimaginable!

"We lost a lot of money!"

"Yes!"

"The Life Source that I just saved, just used up and revived. The plan is going to be delayed again."

"What do I do next?"

"Cold salad!"

The hunting clan patriarch and the others are very depressed.

On the ground.

Ye Feng quietly crossed his knees here.

"Master, we're back."

Shi Lei stood beside Ye Feng and cupped the hands towards him, his eyes full of joy.

After a hearty battle, he feels that his experience is more abundant, and his combat skills have been improved in an all-round way, and he can't wait to meet a new battle.

"Just come back."

Ye Feng said with a slight smile, "Next, start a new battle, and enjoy what a real battle experience is! spare no effort, don't keep it."

"Yes!"

Shi Lei nodded heavily, waved his sleeves, and took all the dísciples from one to five generations to the distant Wan Wan. Clan God Mountain.

"Invincible!"

The disciples walked, shouting slogans, and grouping in an orderly manner.

Assault has many Combined Assault Arrays.

As long as it is a sect disciple, it will basically have cultivation.

The cultivation base only has new disciplines in the Spirit Sea realm, and they are all gathering now. Dozens of people form a group, and their breaths are connected to each other, forming a powerful battle formation.

"Again?"

Hunting tribe patriarch gnashing teeth.

"Go out, keep going!"

"I don't believe Ye Feng can resurrect them."

The other patriarchs were all furious.

pu! pu!

And many ancient coffins trembled, threw out drops of soul blood, and fell to the ground, forming the clansman of all clans.

The minimum cultivation base they have is Divine Essence.

The highest one is more than ten four-turn Quasi-Saint.

"Kill them all!"

The hunting tribe patriarch ordered coldly.

“Battle!”

Shi Lei and other dísciples immediately grouped up to face the ten thousand clansman.

The Great World.

Everyone looked at the dísciple of the lively dragon and animated tiger, wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, and gradually narrowed their eyes.

"What's going on?"

"I was still sad just now!"

"That's right, I'm all alive, though I'm a little happy, but it's always weird."

Everyone didn't know what to say.

The continent of all races.

The dísciple of the Misty Sect once again fought the clansman at close quarters.

this time.

Huo Yunjie did not use the sword-drawing technique, but held swords in both hands, and his body was covered with a layer of icy Heartless Sword.

“I want people to know that even without the sword technique, my battle strength is not weak.”

Huo Yunjie coldly said.

On both sides of his back, Lin Yuyan and Ding Baixue followed closely, complementing Huo Yunjie, or beheading the weaker clansman, and the cooperation became more and more tacit.

This combination of them is like a sharp knife.

Fiercely, plunge into the depths of the army of all ethnic groups.

"Your opponent is us!"

The dozen or so four-rank Quasi-Saint clansman killed them, aiming at Mo Ying, Long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi and the others, kill them.

“dragon blood is boiling!”

Long Tianxing instantly enters the True Dragon form, and then burns his dragon blood to become a Golden Giant Dragon.

bang!

He blew his dragon's breath, blocking a Quasi-Saint four-turn.

"Ultimate Fast Sword!"

Mo Ying also rushed to the center of the battle group, and instantly fired tens of thousands of swords, forcing the remaining dozen Quasi-Saints to retreat. .

“The formation!”

Shi Lei loudly roared.

All the dísciples in the Divine Essence and Spirit Sea areas immediately stood in an orderly manner, cross-legged on the ground at the same time, all hands clasped together, and all kinds of radiance rose to the sky, the scene was very spectacular.

weng!

A huge shield appeared, covering the dísciple of the misty sect, and the digital four-turn Quasi-Saint shot with all its strength, trying to destroy the more than 20,000 dísciples that were forming a formation. .

“Heavenly Sword kill!”

Shi Lei, who presided over the grand formation, waved Ma Liang’s pen and wrote the word “sword” showing off one's ability.

The big formation below immediately had brilliance flowing into the word, turning it into a sharp Heavenly Sword, slashing at the digital aggressive Quasi-Saint.

Tear it up!

Quasi-Saint's arms were all severed.

They are flying high and are not the opponents of the big formation.

“Heartless Sword kill!”

Huo Yunjie took the opportunity to jump high, and came behind a quadruple Quasi-Saint with a broken arm, and the long sword suddenly slashed.

The four-turn Quasi-Saint immediately split into two halves.

bang!

He smashed to the ground and died.

“Dragon King Wrath!”

The Golden Giant Dragon transformed by Long Tianxing leaped high, his fists transformed into golden golden, the fourth turn of the second broken arm of crazy strikes Quasi-Saint, successfully knocked it out.

"Super Divine Fist!"

Qiao Jiaxi also reached high altitude, punching through the third Quasi-Saint with a broken arm.

Mo Ying also jumped high.

A sword was slashed out, and two more wounded Quasi-Saints were killed, and their lifeless bodies were smashed to the ground.

“Heavenly Sword kill!”

Shi Lei once again presided over the grand formation, combining Ma Liangbi’s ability to modify reality with Formation, and another shattering sword glow. .

The digital quad turned Quasi-Saint upon seeing this and immediately dodged.

“Confinement Within A Circle Drawn On The Ground!”

Shi Lei swipes again.

On the ground.

Dozens of vines grew wildly, entangling the four Quasi-Saints.

Immediately after.

The terrifying sword glow slashed past.

Tear it up!

Several four-turn Quasi-Saints were chopped in half, and they were all smashed by Long Tianxing and the others.

"Damn it!"

"How the dísciple's combat experience has improved so much, and still rely on the power of Formation to crush and kill our countless clansman, it's just hateful!"

"Damn it!"

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"What to do?"

"The elite clansman from Saint Realm!"

In the end, the patriarch, the hunting clan, gave it up.

The ancient coffin he was in vibrated violently, and then a brilliant brilliance suddenly spewed out and fell to the ground, forming a tall and thin figure holding a bone spear.

This is a hunting clansman.

However, he has a holy cultivation base.

As soon as this person appeared, Saint Realm's coercion immediately swept the audience, sending Shi Lei, Mo Ying and the others flying out, and the formation of tens of thousands of people was also broken.

"Saint Realm was dispatched!"

"This is no longer a battle for the younger generation."

"No matter how powerful the Misty Sect is, how could there be a Saint Realm dísciple? The patriarch of all ethnic groups has no reputation, base and shameless!"

Cultivators from all walks of life cursed.

“die for me!”

Saint Realm clansman of the hunting tribe opened his indifferent eyes, jumped up, and killed Mo Ying.

Clang clang!

In an instant, Mo Ying swung his sword tens of thousands of times, forming an airtight sword qi shield.

But, the bone spear stabbed.

Mo Ying's sword qi shield was torn apart, and her whole body was penetrated. With the violent vibration of the bone spear, her body collapsed into nothingness.

"Senior Sister Mo!"

The crowd shouted.

"You all have to die!"

Saint Realm's hunting clan clansman grinned, wielding a bone spear, and in two rounds, they penetrated Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing, who had joined forces to kill, Shattered.

From now on, he would fight as if he was in a no-man's land.

Whether it is Huo Yunjie, Shi Lei, or Wang Ping'an, none of them are his opponents.

After just ten breaths.

The dísciple of the Misty Sect was killed so that only a few hundred people remained.

(end of this chapter)