Marquis of Grand Xia

Chapter 870: Battle of the Holy Demons

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Fengming City, on the second day after the two returned, Ning Chen left, not even attending the alliance ceremony between Beiqi and the Ji family.

Ji's temple, Ji Yue's high seat on the main seat, looked outside the temple, and the rays of light of thoughts flashed continuously.

Your Highness, the ninth prince of the Ji family also had a condensed expression. The ninth son of Momen gave them a big surprise this time, and the news that the Qilin Pavilion was destroyed was too shocking.

As one of the eleven ancient inheritances, the people of the Ji family know better than anyone how terrifying the background of a great sect like the Qilin Pavilion is. The strength shown by the ninth son of the Momen has made them feel threatened.

"Holy Master!" Ji Family Ninth Supreme looked at the man in the main seat and said condensedly.

"I know what you mean!"

Ji Yueli calmed down and said calmly, "Now that the Ji family and Beiqi have formed an alliance, the ninth son of the Momen is a friend rather than an enemy. The stronger he is, the better it will be for the Ji family."

"Having said that," Ji Family's ninth princess flashed a worried look in her eyes and said, "In the battle of the ancient battlefield, this son has forged grievances with many sects in the major star regions, and these days, there have been accidents in the great teachers one after another. , each sect will surely put everyone in danger, and my Ji family is too close to him.

Good or bad, not necessarily. "

"Don't think too much"

Ji Yue Yue calmly said, "Since we have chosen to form an alliance with Beiqi, we have already stood on the same front as this son. If he really has the strength comparable to the fourth realm, this alliance will be worth it!"

"This son is hidden too deeply, I can't understand it!" Ji Family Ninth Taishang sighed softly and said. "Everyone has their own secrets, and we don't need to investigate too deeply. Now, this son chooses to leave, just to reassure us, and also to give a warning to the world's religions, after all, no one wants to be the next Qilin Pavilion! "Ji Yueqi sighed with emotion

road.

The ninth princess of the Ji family nodded, the matter has come to this point, and it is useless to think about it more. After all, the advantages of forming an alliance with Beiqi will outweigh the disadvantages, especially today when the magic palace was born.

There is no shortage of the strong Ji family, but the Ji family does not have an advantage in the most powerful people who can shock the world and even the magic palace.

While the two were talking, far away in the stars of the heavens, the magic city was towering, located between the heavens and the earth, and the magic temples towered into the air. The majestic scene was shocking.

In the Temple of the Devil's Palace, in the supreme devil's palace guarded by all the halls, a man with blue water and brocade fur stood quietly, his face was peaceful, indifferent and peaceful, as if his eyes were deep and calm, and there was no trace of waves.

"See the Holy Division!"

Yue Zhinu walked in and saluted respectfully.

"how?"

Xie Tiance said lightly.

"Reporting to the Holy Division, Qilin Pavilion really has a fourth realm, but it died in the hands of the Marquis who knew fate." Yue Zhinu answered truthfully.

"He has two immortal swords and the ban of years. In addition, the Qi and blood of the ancestor of the Qilin Pavilion has declined, his lifespan has dried up, and his physique has long since ceased to peak. He is most afraid of the power of the years. This ending is not unexpected."

Xie Tiance replied calmly and continued, "What I want to know is whether this son is alive or dead now!"

Yue Zhinu was silent, and after a while, she opened the mouth and said, "This subordinate is not completely sure, so I didn't make a move."

"Um?"

When Xie Tiance heard the words, his eyes narrowed, and he said, "With your cultivation base and the artifacts of the Moon Demon clan to reverse the moon and water, killing a ninth son of the Momen who is exhausted is just a small effort, Yue Zhinu, you need to give me a satisfaction. explanation of!"

"Back to the Holy Division" Yue Zhinu bowed her body and said sternly, "The strength displayed by this wise man has repeatedly exceeded my estimation. Even in the previous situation, he still gave me a feeling of extreme danger, so, I don't want to give the devil

Gong provoked such a great enemy! After hearing what the former said, Xie Tiance looked at the woman in front of him indifferently. After a long time, his expression returned to calm, and he said lightly, "Forget it, this is the end of the matter, and it is meaningless to investigate further. Not hard to find, just wait a few days

It doesn't matter! "

"Thank you for your understanding!"

Yue Zhinu gave a respectful salute and said.

Xie Tiance nodded and said, "The time has come, let's do things."

When Yue Zhinu heard the words, her expression became condensed, and she immediately knelt down and said respectfully, "Follow the Holy Order!"

After speaking, Yue Zhinu got up, turned and walked outside the hall.

Ten days later, at the junction of the star field of the heavens and the star field of Luojia, the ancient land of worshiping the moon, the holy place of the moon worshiping clan, thousands of moon worshiping clansmen knelt under the altar, on the altar, a holy figure knelt on the stone statue of the moon god. Before, pray sincerely.

At this moment, on the distant horizon, the devil cloud avoided the moon, and powerful figures descended from the sky. The leader was holding a red umbrella. The face of Qingcheng was cold and biting without a trace of human emotion.

The Moon Demon Clan and the Moon Worshiping Clan, the two clans that have been opposed to each other since ancient times, today, the war has resumed, and the murderous aura is monstrous.

Under the altar, the members of the Moon Worship Clan got up and looked at the many figures falling from the sky, their expressions all dignified.

In front of the Moon God statue, Venerable Moon sighed softly, and finally came.

"High Priest, order it!"

Under the altar, an old man in Tsing Yi respectfully asked his life.

Venerable Moon Bai nodded, looked into the distance, and said softly, "Everyone, the holy war is coming, the glory of the Moon God cannot be blasphemed, I order in the name of the high priest of the Bai Yue family, today, all blasphemous demons will be killed without mercy! "

"Yes"

Many moon worshipers saluted respectfully and led the way.

The war was about to break out, and in the void, more than a hundred strong men of the Moon Demon clan fell, headed by the Moon Weaver Girl, who stepped forward and said coldly, "Kill!"

"Yes"

Everyone took the lead, and a moment later, one after another silhouette swept out, the demonic energy was soaring to the sky, and the battle of the holy demon finally started!

Under the altar, the members of the Moon Worship Clan also faced the enemy. Among the strong men in the river, two silhouettes looked at each other quietly, with the same holy aura, making people unable to distinguish who was holy and who was demon.

"Moon God, please protect your servants and help us kill the demons!"

In front of the statue of the Moon God, Venerable Moon worshiped respectfully and said softly.

The words fell, and on the altar, the stone statue of the Moon God was in full bloom, and the white moonlight shone, bit by bit, into the bodies of every Moon worshiper on the battlefield.

"What's the use of begging that illusory Moon God now, do you think she can protect you?"

In front, Yue Zhinu looked at the woman on the altar and said indifferently.

"blasphemy, the sin is unforgivable, today, I will let you wait before the gods to pay for your sins!"

Baiyue replied in a cold voice, and walked down the altar step by step. The aura around his body became stronger and stronger. With the blessing of the power of the moon god, his body continued to break through the limit and reached the peak of his life.

Seeing this, the Moon Weaver Girl waved her slender hand. In the brilliance, the upside-down water and moon reappeared. The moment the sword was unsheathed, the sky was radiant.

"Twelve Styles of Lingxi, Skyfall"

As soon as they made a move, they confronted each other, and the two faced each other in their moves. The boundless war broke out.

The swords and palms compete for the front, and Venerable Moon Worshipping uses the power of the Moon God to seize the opportunity in an instant, and the palms roll up the waves, opening the sky and cracking the sea.

With a loud bang, the waves were thousands of miles away, and Yue Zhinv moved lightly with her feet to avoid the sharp edge of the waves. Immediately, the sword condensed the wind and slashed the sky.

"Twelve Styles of Lingxi, Heavenly Soul Burial"

With a long shout, Venerable Yue Yue turned his palms with both hands, condensed the moonlight in the sky, and countered with one move, the undercurrent of Hong Tao greeted the light of the Divine Sword.

The two moves collided, the sky was dizzy and the earth was dizzy, Venerable Moon Worship stepped on one step, the figure swept out, the palms converged, and the extreme power reappeared.

"Twelve Forms of Lingxi, Split the Sea and Divide the Flood"

The moon blossoms descended from the sky, thousands of junctions converged, and Venerable Yueyue condensed hundreds of refinements with one palm and burst out of the sea.

The Moon Weaver Girl stared at her eyes, swung her sword to gather Yuan, and the scorching sword light shot straight into the sky, the water moon hummed softly, and the void turned upside down.

The thunderous waves shook the divine sword, and the heavens and the earth overturned in an instant, but I saw that in the midst of the shocking waves, the water waterfall reversed, and it turned back to worship the moon.

"Um?"

Venerable Baiyue's expression sank, and he swept his body, avoiding the shocking waterfall, Huiyuan gathered his strength, and slapped the person in front of him with a palm.

Boom, the swords and palms are handed over again, the aftermath roars, and the divine power of the reversed Shuiyue reappears.

"The poor head is blue and the moon is falling!"

With a single move, Yue Zhinu stepped on her feet, rose into the sky, opened the starry sky with her sword, and reappeared in Huangquan.

Worshiping the moon, not daring to be careless, Na Yuan lifted his qi, the gust of wind swirled around his body, and the shocking waves swept through the sky, falling down from the sky.

There was a bang, the flood dissipated, the sword light collapsed, the divine sword showed its power, and the figure of worshiping the moon sank and fell from the sky.

After a hundred feet, Venerable Baiyue stopped the downward trend, looked at the woman in the sky, and said coldly, "Is this the artifact of the Moon Demon Clan? It really deserves its reputation!"

On the sky, the silhouette of Yue Zhinu slowly fell, and the upside-down water and moonlight in her hand became more and more dazzling.

Just as the battle of holy demons resumed, far outside the endless starry sky, a plain-clothed figure continued to move forward, chasing the footsteps of former friends and looking for their traces.

Tianlan Star Territory, Tianyue Holy City, a great sect that has been passed down for a long time, today, calmly broke, and angered the sky.

"catch him!"

In the holy city, an extremely angry roar echoed, and a moment later, a purple brilliance swept past, and the clothes all over the body were damaged and abnormal.

"Isn't it just to take a piece of broken iron from you, do you need to kill them all? I have done things for you for so long, what's wrong with taking a piece of broken iron from you!"

Luo Xingchen turned back and cursed, but he didn't dare to stop at all, and hurried forward.

"Don't let him escape, grab him!"

In the holy city, the anger rose again and ordered.

"Yes"

In the voice, from the depths of the holy city, one after another silhouettes swept out, majestic and powerful, everyone was not in the real world, they were dispatched together, chasing a young man who was only in the middle stage of the real world. People can't speak.

"Your uncle's, so many people are chasing Lao Tzu, so shameless!"

Seeing several figures appearing behind him, Luo Xingchen scolded again, the figure was a little faster, and desperately fled outside the holy city.

One after another, the people in the city were stunned, and no one knew what had happened.

"My friend, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's really embarrassing!" At this moment, above the void, a figure in plain clothes appeared, looking at the figure running away in front of him, smiling.