Chapter 927 Defeat
"We are not going to fight this dragon-turned-old guy to the death. As long as Situ delays his secret technique until the end of his time, the old guy can only be slaughtered by us."
"Every sect listens to the order. Give up intercepting and killing the ordinary disciples of the Tianji Palace below, and pull out ten more from each sect. We must delay Old Man Mo at all costs."
As if he didn't want to make the relationship too tense, the old demon Yang Hun beside him gave a few explanations.
Indeed, now they have no choice but to use Mo Lin's "True Dragon Secret Technique", but as long as they can persist until the end of Mo Lin's secret technique, the Demon Sect will reap the fruits of victory in this battle.
After the Tianji Palace was killed, the remaining righteous forces found it even more difficult to withstand their joint attack and were about to be completely defeated.
The Demon Sect will completely establish victory.
The seven people gave up the idea of killing Mo Lin and focused all their attention on avoiding Mo Lin's attack, doing their best to delay the battle.
"Old guy, let's see how powerful you can be after the duration of the secret technique is over!"
The faces of the two soul-devouring elders invariably showed a bit of sinisterness. As elders of the King Realm of Moyuan Sect, they had a high status and had always been pampered. It had been a long time since they had been in such a mess.
Thirty or forty Demon Sect Void Realm warriors rushed towards Mo Lin like moths to the flame, with a trace of grief and anger.
Mo Lin didn't even need to take the initiative. Every Demon Sect warrior would choose to self-destruct when he got close to a certain range, thereby delaying and consuming Mo Lin's time and energy. The sound of rumbling and rumbling was endless.
After this battle, even if these four sects can capture Mo Lin and achieve final victory, the consumption of the sect's heritage has obviously been extremely great, and they will need to rest for several years or more before they can slowly recover.
"Roar!"
Seeing through the thoughts of several old demons who wanted to delay time, Mo Lin's pair of golden dragon eyes once again bloomed with an extremely intimidating gaze, sweeping away like a spiritual shock, causing them to retreat one after another.
The sole of his foot suddenly stepped into the sky, and the space under his feet collapsed instantly. The energy of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be guided by gods and demons, and rushed crazily into Mo Lin's raised ferocious dragon arms.
The vitality of heaven and earth turned into golden air currents, forming around him like a whirlpool.
An extremely violent dragon roar resounded throughout the world.
"The red dragon defies the sky, the hundred-foot-long dragon fist!"
Along with the sound of the dragon's roar, a vague roar came from Mo Lin's mouth, and then, a red-gold dragon head shadow that was nearly a hundred feet large was swung out by Mo Lin's shining golden dragon arm.
The dragon shadow roared, its claws surged, and it struck the seven people in front of them fiercely.
Wherever the golden light passed, the energy of heaven and earth became extremely violent under its fist wind. Facing this golden fist shadow that even the normal late king realm had to temporarily avoid the sharp edge, the faces of the seven people finally changed from ugly to... Terrified.
A deadly dangerous aura exploded from the bottom of their hearts.
"Tianhun Youlian!"
There was a black long sword in the hand of Old Demon Yang Hun, his face was extremely solemn, his energy burst out with all his strength, and a coquettish and blooming black lotus gathered at the tip of his sword.
However, the old devil Yin Hun was hiding behind Yang Hun, and the black demonic energy surged. At this moment, he poured it into the black lotus without leaving any trace. In an instant, the black lotus seemed to come alive, spinning like a trickle, and countless Dao lotus petals, each one has mysterious Dao patterns lit up...
"Shattered Yuan Finger!"
"Soul-Splitting Fist!"
"Sun Eclipse Magic Technique!"
Not only the two soul-eating elders, but also the other five kings at this moment of life and death did not dare to hide their clumsiness anymore. Various high-level spiritual weapons and powerful martial arts were activated. All the power stimulated by the seven people, At this moment, they united together to face the shocking Baizhang Dragon Fist.
The ferocious dragon head in front of the Dragon Fist exhales hot and explosive red dragon breath, soaring into the clouds and mist, with great momentum.
Boom, boom.
At this moment, a thunderous roar erupted across the sky...
After the two sides' attacks completely collided, the red-gold dragon head swallowed up the figures of the seven people with endless golden flames. A huge roar exploded from the collision between the two sides, and the terrifying power swept the entire battlefield instantly.
Then it was seen that the "Baizhang Dragon Fist" dimmed a bit, and finally disappeared completely, turning into a trace of golden light and dissipating. At the same time, the seven king-level figures in the sky also flew out hundreds of feet like cannonballs, accompanied by pieces of Squirting out blood, they fell down one after another.
Storm-like battle fluctuations swept across the entire place. Whether it was the few Demon Sect warriors below or the Tianji Hall disciples arranged in the Yunfeng Sword Formation, they were all blown away by the aftermath of the bombardment.
Even Ning Chen and Liang Jiuzhou had to use their internal energy to resist this powerful battle wave.
The Tianji Yunfeng Sword Formation completely collapsed at this moment.
Both the good and the devil suffered heavy losses.
"Ahem!"
In mid-air, Mo Lin, who was standing proudly like a giant red dragon, saw that the "Baizhang Dragon Fist" was blocked by seven people working together. He frowned, and his face covered with dragon scales showed a hint of pain.
He was just about to flash down to harvest those injured Demon Sect King Realm elders.
As a result, the golden dragon wings had not started to flap, and the pain on Mo Lin's face was even worse. The veins on his forehead and neck were exposed, and even the trace of gold in the vertical pupils quickly dissipated, revealing the original normal black pupils.
Then, amid a shocking roar of pain, the golden dragon wings and dragon scales behind Mo Lin turned into dots of starlight and dissipated between the sky and the earth.
His aura plummeted, falling directly from the late stage of King Realm to the early stage, and his face showed a sickly blush, his steps staggered, and his eyes were no longer as bright as before.
The feeling of powerlessness and weakness was vividly reflected in Mo Lin at this moment.
Obviously, the time limit of True Dragon Secret Technique has expired.
The backlash brought about by the use of the secret method not only prevented him from maintaining his original mid-King Realm cultivation level, he fell back to the early King Realm, and even the strength that allowed him to stand disappeared.
"Roar!"
Mo Lin, the third elder of Tianji Palace, whose eyes turned dark, fainted, leaned back, and fell from the sky, creating a deep, dusty pit on the battlefield below.
"Haha...ahem...Old man Mo, no matter how awesome you are, haven't you fallen into the hands of my Demon Sect today?"
Several shaky figures leaped up from a distance.
The two soul-eating elders were covering their chests with their hands, their bodies were covered in scars, and the black energy surging in their bodies had become extremely dim. However, the two of them didn't care about this at this time, and burst into arrogant laughter from their mouths.
Compared with the side where the Demon Sect was cheering and shouting, the faces of Ning Chen, Liang Jiuzhou and more than ten elite disciples of Tianji Hall had lost all color at this time.
Their pale faces revealed a look of despair, even Liang Jiuzhou was no exception.
A sense of death enveloped their hearts, filling the air at will.
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