Chapter 924 Meeting at Benlei Temple
Half an hour passed quickly, and except for seriously injured people like Lin Tujue, most of the warriors had recovered some energy. Situ
At this time, in the Forbidden City, the Demon Sect used some means to set up an extremely powerful forbidden formation. It was impossible to enter or exit, and even the communication talisman could not be passed out. It completely cut off the communication between the major holy places. The idea of asking for help from the sect.
The sealing formation was extremely powerful and could not be broken by anyone with a level of cultivation at the Duan Tian Ming King Realm. After he and Wang Po tried to test it, it was estimated that at least six or seven King Realm experts would need to attack at the same time to hope to break through this seal.
It is simply impossible to leave alone now.
The Demon Sect is trying to catch a turtle in a urn, trap all the righteous warriors who enter the Forbidden City in the city, and then intercept and kill them one by one.
But they didn't expect that Mo Lin, the third elder of Tianji Palace, was so powerful that it took the strength of the four sects to intercept him. Moreover, with the help of Qiandori Zhai, something happened to Xingxiang Temple, and even the soul element was destroyed. The three major branches, Blood Palace, Moon Demon Sect and Soul Soul Palace, escaped smoothly.
Everything was due to the appearance of Ye Feng, a disciple of Wanjue Sect, which slowly expanded the advantage of Zhengdao like a snowball.
"Disciples of Xingxiang Guan and Qiandori Zhai, gather together and set out to rescue Tianji Palace!"
Wang Po and Duan Tianming flashed at the front of the team, leading everyone towards the battlefield that still emitted strong fluctuations in the distance.
They don't know what the current situation of the war is, and all they can do now is to go to support as quickly as possible.
Once the Tianji Palace is destroyed by the Demon Sect, it will be absolutely difficult for the twenty or thirty remaining disciples of Xingxiang Guan and Qiandori Zhai to withstand the joint attacks of other branches of the Demon Sect. Therefore, whether it is for their own safety or to save Tianji Palace, They all have to take this step.
There is no other choice.
The battle between the two camps of good and evil is cruel and tragic. All the loser has to face is death or endless torture like hell...
"Whoosh..."
Ye Feng's figure followed closely behind Wang Po and the other two, but was not too far away, far more than the other Void Realm disciples behind him.
Flying in mid-air, he vaguely felt that after suppressing his cultivation, his speed increased instead of decreasing, and his Yuanli was much thicker than before. Otherwise, even if he used the "Kunpeng Nine Heavens Movement Technique" With the "Suzaku Phantom", I'm afraid it won't be so easy to keep up with the pace of the two kings.
"The powerful strength... is really desirable."
Feeling the abundant and powerful Yuan Power in his body, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Nowadays, he has gradually emerged in Yuanwu Continent, but the fourth level of virtual realm is still too low. He really doesn't want to experience being bullied again and has to swallow his anger. He can only live under the protection of Master Yan Xi, like a bereaved dog. Leave the Wan Jue Sect behind.
That deep sense of powerlessness and shame, like a thousand swords piercing his heart, made Ye Feng unforgettable.
There is only one way to solve these problems, and that is to become stronger, king level, saint! He even cultivated to a higher level and trampled under his feet all those who had humiliated and tortured him.
Ye Feng's eyes were burning with fire.
Ling Juetian, Long Zaixing, Bai Wangtian, etc., one after another, ridiculed faces flashed through his mind...
"Boohoo!"
Just when the disciples of the two sects of Xingxiang Guanqiandiao Zhai had not gone far, suddenly, the Qingluan Spirit Bird let out a long roar, and Duan Tianming immediately became alert.
A burst of sound came from the side and behind, and it sounded like there were a lot of people.
Wang Po instantly took out his silver spear and stood in front of him, pointing the sharp spear head directly at the figures running towards them.
"Xingxiang King Po, why are you nervous! Elder Duan, you are fine!"
A deep and deep voice sounded. Upon hearing this voice, Wang Po and Duan Tianming immediately knew who the person was. They withdrew their silver spears and prepared to attack, and the alert expressions on their faces disappeared.
But Wang Po's brows were still slightly furrowed, and it was obvious that his relationship with the visitor was not friendly.
The leader was a fat monk who appeared in front of everyone with more than twenty warriors at the seventh or eighth level of the virtual realm.
The monk had a ruddy complexion and was wrapped in a vermilion cassock. He exuded an aura of peace and harmony.
A group of people came from Benlei Temple, one of the seven holy places. The fat monk at the head was the abbot of Benlei Temple in the early stage of King Realm, the Purdue Divine Monk.
It’s just that everyone in the righteous path knows that the orthodox sect of Xingxiang Temple and the Buddhist sect of Benlei Temple have always been at odds with each other. In recent years, there has been a faint tendency to start a war. Wang Po has no good face for this group of monks from Benlei Temple, and he is also It makes sense.
"Old bald donkey..."
Wang Po uttered three words softly, and a gloomy look appeared on his originally calm face. Even the other disciples of the Astrology Observation didn't have a good look on their face.
Both sides had sullen expressions, which made Duan Tianming and the Qiandori disciples in the middle feel a little headache.
"Sigh... well, Divine Monk Purdu, I believe you and others must have been intercepted and killed by the Demon Sect. I wonder which branch of the Demon Sect your temple encountered?"
At this point, the hot-tempered Duan Tianming can only act as a peacemaker once. In this situation, there is no room for a fight between Xingxiang Temple and Benlei Temple.
Wang Po obviously also understood the importance. After snorting coldly, he turned his head.
"The ones who intercepted and killed our temple were the Xuanyin Sect monsters, but please don't worry, Elder Duan, those monsters have been saved by the old monk..." The peaceful and peaceful voice of the Pudu Divine Monk sounded again, which made Wang Po and Duan Tianming feel uneasy. Shocked.
"Are they all saved by the master? But...annihilate the Xuanyin Sect?"
"May I ask how many king-level experts the Xuanyin Sect has dispatched?"
"Haha, the Xuanyin Sect also thinks highly of the old monk. The two elders who came are Kongtong. However, the old monk holds the temple's sacred weapon Tianlei Yin. Although the two elders Kongtong are strong, they are still seriously injured and fled. Those little guys The evildoers were not as lucky as the old devil, and they all went to Abi Hell."
Pudu answered Duan Tianming's question seemingly indifferently, but there was a clear flash of complacency in his eyes.
Although he held one of the sacred weapons of Benlei Temple, the top-grade spiritual weapon "Tian Lei Yin", he alone was able to annihilate the Xuanyin Sect with the help of two king-level elders. This result was still pretty good.
Wang Po and Duan Tianming were a little skeptical at first, but when they heard that Pudu actually brought the unique spiritual weapon "Tian Lei Yin" this time, they suddenly understood.
It is not too shocking for Pudu who possesses this thing to defeat two kings of the same realm.
While Wang Po and Duan Tianming were learning about each other's battle situation, Ye Feng's eyes were directed at the group of Void Realm disciples behind Pudu.
The two leaders looked very familiar to Ye Feng, as if he had seen them somewhere.
After a moment's thought, he remembered that these two people should be Yuantong and Mingtong, the president of the Demon Hunting Association of the Northern Han Dynasty and the two disciples of Master Huiguang, the elder of the King Realm of Benlei Temple.
Ye Feng stared at the two of them silently and seemed unconcerned, but deep in his mind, there was a strong suspicion...
