Chapter 1956 It's Your Turn

The western outskirts of Hongfeng City have been destroyed badly by the monks of the Sancun Sect. The ground was broken into pieces, and even magma rolled out, burning the ground hot.

The scorching lava scorched the golden sky, and the whole world looked like hell.

The three-inch Immortal Sword had absorbed enough power, Wu Ya only felt that his whole body was full of power at this moment, and the vigorous spiritual power in his body was even about to overflow.

Clenching his fists, Wu Ya looked ahead at the place that was flooded by a group of monks from the Three Inch Sect, grinned loudly, and shouted: "The disciples of the Three Inch Sect obey the order, all retreat, and the rest will be handled by the old man!"

The combat power provided by the Three-inch Immortal Sword is only temporary, and they still have to take advantage of the chance that the combat power has not dissipated to compete for Yinglong's body, so Wu Ya does not want the disciples to waste too much power on the Demon Emperor .

Although all the disciples gained the combat power of the imperial class for a short time, it was given by external forces after all. Their own cultivation base has not reached the imperial rank, and the utilization rate of the imperial rank's power may not even be 10%.

Even if the disciples can cause damage to the Devil Emperor, they are still far from killing the Devil Emperor!

Wu Ya is also very aware of this, so he began to prepare to give the Devil Emperor the final blow by himself.

Hearing the order from the elder of their own family, all the monks of the Sancun sect did not dare to neglect, they all stopped and retreated to a distance.

At the center of the monks' attack, the rioting spiritual power was still entangled. The colorful light disturbed everyone's sight, and no one could see Zhang Ziling's current state.

"Hmph! Devil Emperor, today is your death day!"

Wu Ya sneered, and the three golden short swords beside him quickly merged into a long sword, with a sharp golden sword energy surrounding the sword.

Wu Ya didn't wait for the rioting spiritual power to dissipate, he directly charged towards Zhang Ziling with the Three-inch Immortal Slashing Sword, and the powerful momentum shook countless Three-inch Sect monks away!

boom!

There was a loud noise from the place where the spiritual power rioted, and all the monks of the Three Inch Sect stared at it, their eyes were about to pop out.

"Killed the Devil Emperor?"

The life and death of the devil emperor is the most concerned thing of the three-inch sect monks at the moment. Now their grand elders have even sacrificed the three-inch immortal sword. If they can't kill the devil emperor, then they can Really desperate.

Even Wuxie, who was still healing, opened his eyes at this moment, focusing on the direction of the spiritual violence, wanting to know the current situation.

The spiritual power was still rioting, and there was no sound after that loud noise, and everyone's appetite was whetted.

However, with the passage of time, everyone's psychological pressure is also increasing.

"Inside, what happened?"

The monks were at a loss, and many wanted to go in to have a look, but the rioting spiritual power was enough to tear everything apart, and the monks present only temporarily possessed the combat power of the imperial rank, and their physical fitness was far behind. It is impossible to get close to those places where spiritual power riots.

After a while, the spiritual power of the riots subsided slowly, and the monks could vaguely see a figure swaying out of the spiritual power of the riots, and their eyes were about to pop out.

"Look at this size...it's the Supreme Elder! The Supreme Elder succeeded! He killed the Devil Emperor!"

A sharp-eyed cultivator recognized that figure as their Supreme Elder, with an ecstatic look on his face, he quickly yelled,

When the other monks saw that it was their Supreme Elder who came out, the stone hanging in their hearts finally fell, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"This devil emperor is really powerful. The Supreme Elder even used the three-inch Immortal Slaying Sword, and it took such a lot of effort. He is indeed a peerless person who stirred up the situation."

"Hmph! No matter how strong the Devil Emperor is, he still died at the hands of our Supreme Elder? Everyone, hurry up and get ready, go to Red Maple City and kill Ying Long!"

After confirming the death of the Devil Emperor, all the monks also beamed with joy and began to discuss easily.

Although the Devil Emperor is an enemy, they have to admit the terrifying strength of the Devil Emperor.

Wuxie was also relieved at first, but Wuxie, who was about to heal her injuries with peace of mind, suddenly felt something was wrong, her eyes narrowed,

Staring at Wu Ya closely, he murmured in a low voice: "Something is wrong, the aura of the Supreme Elder...how could it be so weak?"

At this moment, Wu Ya finally appeared in the sight of everyone, but when the monks who were about to cheer saw Wu Ya, their expressions on their faces became stiff and their smiles froze.

Wu Ya was covered in blood, there was a blood hole in his chest, and his breath was extremely weak.

The three-inch immortal sword in his hand has also disappeared.

thump……

In front of all the cultivators, Wu Ya knelt down on the ground powerlessly, then fell limply to the ground, engulfed in the churning magma.

"Elder!"

The expressions of all the monks of the Sancun Sect changed drastically, and they all exclaimed, their eyes tearing apart.

Wuxie also stood up abruptly, staring at the churning magma with a face full of disbelief.

this……

How can it be?

No one looks to believe what they see now.

Even if Wuya couldn't kill the Devil Emperor, he wouldn't be defeated so badly, right?

That's a strong man at the peak of the imperial rank, and he also holds a Taoist-level divine weapon in his hand!

"The relic of Daoji...the Devil Emperor definitely has a relic of Daoji! Otherwise, the Supreme Elder would not be defeated! He was defeated so thoroughly!" Wuxie kept talking to himself, feeling a little absent-minded.

Dao Extreme Relic...

That is a real treasure, the ultimate artifact that cannot be found in the entire Great Desolate Continent!

In addition to being terrified, endless greed gushed out of Wuxie's heart.

If he got the Dao Ji relic, so what if he lost the entire sect?

"I have to find a chance to kill the Devil Emperor! The Devil Emperor suffered such a high-intensity attack before, even with the body protection of the Dao Ji relic, he was definitely injured!"

"If he doesn't come out now, he is probably delaying time to heal his injuries. Don't panic! I still have a chance!"

Wuxie muttered to herself, her stagnant brain began to work rapidly, thinking about how she could turn the situation around.

"I don't want to rely on them anymore. Doing so is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger, but in this situation, I'm afraid I can only rely on their strength to turn things around!"

"Although this will take over the entire Sancun sect, there is no way to do it, isn't it?"

Wuxie's expression gradually became distorted and crazy, a faint black air lingered around him, and his aura became strange.

All the monks of the Three Inch Sect were still in shock, and did not notice the change in their suzerain.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

At this time, a burst of slow and powerful footsteps sounded in everyone's ears, and the monks immediately looked to the place where the spiritual power rioted, and Zhang Ziling's figure was slowly appearing.

Everyone became tense in an instant.

They clearly saw that in Zhang Ziling's hand, he was still holding Wuya's three-inch Immortal Slashing Sword!

Seeing the intact Zhang Ziling walking out, the pupils of all the monks suddenly shrank, and the fear on their faces became more and more intense.

"He, he... was unharmed?"

All the monks exclaimed, and there was already a huge wave in their hearts!

With a faint smile on the corner of Zhang Ziling's mouth, he walked out from the place where the spiritual power rioted, glanced at the place where the magma engulfed Wuya, glanced at the monks of the Sancun Sect, and said with a smile: "Next, it's your turn."

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