Beyond the mountains.
The Emperor Ling Sect army lined up behind Feng Wuxie.
"Madam, the elders, inner court guards, thirty thousand guards, and ten thousand blood spirit guards are all here. Today, I will fight with you to the death."
When Cang Li came to Feng Wuxie's side, his elegant face was calm and calm.
His tone was not impassioned, as if it were a matter of course.
And the emperor spirit sect army headed by the great elder Mo Yun all stared at Feng Wuxie, and no one's eyes were shaken in the slightest!
Feng Wuxie was shocked in his heart, but there are still things that must be said: "Master Cangli, Emperor Qianxie..."
Di Qianxie had an accident, she only told Cang Li one person, but Cang Li's reply only said that he would come to support, and did not mention this.
Cang Li raised his hand and stopped Feng Wuxie's words.
"Madam, you can only know the result at the last moment of the fate. The matter is here, so why bother yourself."
His tone was calm, and there was a wise look in his eyes.
Feng Wuxie was silent for a moment.
She looked terrified, her doubts were gone, and she was clear.
At this time, the desolate god powerhouse of the holy gate slowed down and said with a cold snort:
"Emperor Lingjiao... It's just a group of mortals. Before our lord's army, it will be wiped out!"
As he said, the spirit power came out of his body!
The goal... is the ground under your feet!
At the same time, those more than a thousand Shenmen Spiritualists also aroused their spirit power and poured them into the land of the Heavenly End Mountain Range.
Feng Wuxie noticed that the spirit power of these people faintly exudes black energy regardless of their attributes.
As the spirit power of these people merged, the ground turned into a black quagmire.
One after another humanoid monsters struggled to crawl out of it and became soldiers in dark armor!
However, the eyes of these things are all exuding dark red light, and they are obviously evil things.
Quantity... Nearly one hundred thousand!
Sacred Gate Huangshen withdrew his spirit power.
Both armies have entered the field.
If the two murderous auras are actually clashing in the air, it seems that even time has been stagnated!
"Fight me!"
Feng Wuxie looked at Nahun coldly, every word was like a sharp blade with killing intent.
The soul is indifferent.
"Watching stupid mortals fight each other is also a rare pleasure for this god." His voice rang in Feng Wuxie's ears.
Although the tone of the soul-satisfaction did not have any emotional fluctuations, it contained great malice.
Feng Wuxie's eyes were colder.
She noticed that Nahun seemed to have only heard what she said.
And the people of the holy gate, with a nearly crazy warfare on their faces, didn't know that their true gods just used them as toys.
"Kill!" Feng Wuxie didn't want to talk more nonsense, and spit out a word coldly.
The Emperor Lingjiao army responded in unison: "Kill!"
At the same time, move forward!
The uniform sound of stepping on the ground, like a war drum, opens the battlefield!
"Tear them apart!" The Desolate God powerhouse of the Holy Sect also gave an order upon seeing this.
The evil spirits let out a harsh roar and swarmed up!
The distance between the two armies is fleeting, silver and black collide like two huge waves!
It's just that the splashes are not water, but blood and stumps!
The great elder Mo Jian led the elders and the inner court guards fighting with the more than a thousand spirit masters of the holy gate.
Each of these people is a powerful person above Zhou Xian, crisscrossing the battlefield, shaking this world!
However, several desolate gods of the Holy Sect surrounded Feng Wuxie.
Gong Qingshang also followed them.
Even though she was full of suspicions, she still had no choice at this time.
Cang Li's gaze fell on Gong Qing Shang.
"Mrs. Gong, to this day, why can't you see the facts clearly." He sighed in his tone.
Gong Qingshang's eyes faded for a while, but immediately chilled: "The fact? The fact is that you are all going to die, and Mo Yu will come back to me again!"
In the words, there is a powerful fighting spirit that has never been seen before!
Cang Li shook his head and laughed: "Mrs. Gong... you and I both have destiny soul power, and will always be sensitive to the result. Do you really believe in your own words?"
"Look at what Xiao Moyu looks like now, don't you understand that the soul-satisfaction-lied to you!" He pointed to the indifferent evil god, every word he said!
Gong Qing Shang's body was shocked.
Cang Li's words seemed like a steel nail pierced into her heart.
Gong Qingshang didn't dare to talk to him anymore-she was afraid that she would be driven to collapse by that terrible guess!
"In the previous battle, I was eager for success and you took advantage of it. This time...you are not so lucky!" She changed her face hard and said coldly.
Cang Li smiled faintly. He knew that in Gong Qingshang's heart, the seeds of doubt had been planted, and he would grow up and sprout soon.
Now...
He replied: "Why deceive yourself... That's all, let's see who is the one favored by fate!"
After speaking, the two figures disappeared at the same time!
The battle between them will be carried out in the stars of destiny!
Feng Wuxie knew that Lord Cangli and Gong Qing Shang were both destiny soul powers, and both regarded each other as rivals, so it was not surprising that they both left.
She swept the people around with her temperatureless eyes.
Ten Desolate God Powerhouses!
Excluding the two wild gods in the holy gate, the remaining eight were created by the evil powers of the soul-satisfaction.
Feng Wuxie snorted coldly, "You, it's just a bunch of defective products."
She could tell at a glance that the eight people were in an unstable realm, and they were inferior to the average Desolate God powerhouse.
And the complexions of those strong gods were ugly.
Their strength has soared, and it is when the spring breeze is proud, how can they stand such insults
"Feng Wuxie! You slut dare to speak so boldly..."
Before these people had finished speaking, Feng Wuxie was still impatient to listen.
She turned her head slightly: "Crow Kill, leave it to you."
The silent ancient death god beside him suddenly exploded with killing intent like a mountain and a crack!
Ten holy gates and wild gods together
Discoloration!
A pair of black feathers stretched out from behind the crow kill, the next moment the shadow of death has enveloped them!
A desolate strong man gritted his teeth and took the initiative to meet the crow kill.
However, as soon as he fought, he was as paper-colored and exclaimed in surprise:
"How can this winged man be so strong... Come and help me!!"
Naturally, other people can't just watch and leave, and hurried forward.
It wasn't until the six holy gates and wild gods joined the battle that they could stand in a stalemate with the crow kill!
In a blink of an eye, their battlefield was already a kilometer away.
Nie Cangyu, the president of the Medicine Society, showed determination:
"The old man is not talented, and he also shares two for Lord Feng!"
He clenched his fists with both hands and blasted towards the two holy gate gods.
The two people hadn't recovered from the shock that Crow Killed them, they were restrained by Nie Cangyu from fighting to one side.
On the field, only Feng Wuxie was left facing the last two holy gate wild gods.
"Xiaobai, go to the battlefield below to help." Feng Wuxie indifferently ordered.
"Okay, Master! Watch me drown them all with salt soda!"
Xiao Bai responded and rushed towards the soul beasts summoned by the holy gate spiritist.
Feng Wuxie sacrificed four ancient swords and greeted the last two wild gods—
These two people are both the veteran desolate powerhouses of the Holy Gate.
Their strength is not only a solid practice of their own, but also through the strengthening of soul-satisfaction, they have reached the pinnacle of the realm of wild gods!
"I am the Great Elder of the Holy Sect." The Desolate God powerhouse who had been giving orders said coldly to Feng Wuxie.
"I am the second elder." The other person also said.
"Battle girl, today, your head is the best sacrifice we offer to the true god!" The expression on the face of the great elder suddenly became savage!
Feng Wuxie looked at the high above the sky, the figure who was sitting on the sidelines-Nahun.
"Wasting time." She said coldly.
When the voice fell, the four swords rang leisurely!
A terrible storm of sword energy gushes out with her as the center, covering the Great Elder and Second Elder of the Holy Gate!
The two elders were not to be outdone, and urged the spirit power infested by evil forces to roar to greet them!
Then, they were shocked.
These two people originally thought that Emperor Qianxie had been swallowed into the surrendering formation, and the strongest one on the side of the Emperor Spirit Cult should be the ancient death god with huge wings and black feathers-Crow Kill.
Unexpectedly, the woman surnamed Feng is no worse than him!
Especially her fierce sword intent, every time she slashed on the two people's body guarding spirit power, they felt a pain in their bodies!
The arrogance brought about by the two elders' original strength increase instantly disappeared, and they began to confront Feng Wuxie with all their attention.
In this mountain range, the battle situation was stuck for a while.
But as time went by, a touch of boredom gradually appeared between the beautiful eyes of the soul.
The fight between the ants is nothing more than that.
"Oh, I'm out of interest."
He slowly raised his right palm.
The whisper still hasn't dissipated, and the devastating evil force gushes out!
The goal... is Feng Wuxie!
(End of this chapter)