Landing in the Fantastic World

After more than ten rounds of rain of arrows, less than ten percent of the disciples were still standing.    

"Kill!"    

Tsunami-like roars came from the cliffs on both sides.    

The disciples of Myriad Poison Hall swarmed over and rushed down.    

Their morale was high, and they were in high spirits.    

As for the disciples of Purple Cloud Pavilion and Heavenly Profound Sect who were still alive, they were all gasping for breath, both physically and mentally exhausted.    

Xia Qingxue and the rest had been following Yim Lingfei all this time. They were protected by Yim Lingfei and did not die in the rain of arrows.    

When they saw the enemies that covered the mountains and plains, all of their faces turned pale and their legs trembled.    

Yim Lingfei said to Xia Qingxue and the others beside her, "You guys follow by my side, I will protect you guys."    

"Clang... Clang..."    

After the military forces exchanged blows, Myriad Poison Hall immediately gained the upper hand by relying on their vicious poison attacks and vigorous momentum.    

Wails and wails were heard once again. A large number of Heavenly Profound Sect and Violet Sky Sect Disciple, who were already few in number, fell to the ground.    

At this moment, there were less than fifty disciples who were still alive.    

Elder Qiu's eyes were red and filled with blood. When he saw so many disciples of his sect dying tragically in the hands of the Myriad Poison Hall, the fury in his heart had ignited his chest.    

"All of you, go to hell!"    

Elder Qiu unleashed all of his Fortune Stage cultivation. The Spiritual Force was unleashed from his body like a tidal wave, causing the surrounding dozens of disciples of Myriad Poison Hall to fall to the ground.    

"Hmph!"    

The deputy palace master of Myriad Poison Hall was still standing on the top of Xuanji Cliff. He looked at the raging Elder Qiu and coldly harrumphed. After that, his body glided down from the sky like a bat.    

He extended a finger that emitted a dim light and pointed it at Elder Qiu.    

Elder Qiu also saw it. He circulated all the Spiritual Force in his body and struck out with his palm.    

"Bang!"    

After an explosion, Elder Qiu's body flew backwards like an arrow and crashed into the mountain wall.    

Elder Qiu raised his right hand and found that his hand was covered in black light. His whole body was corroded by the cold qi and his body began to lose consciousness.    

"You are so cruel. You actually poisoned me." Elder Qiu looked at the Deputy Palace Master with resentment.    

The Vice Palace Master gave a disdainful smile and said, "My Myriad Poison Hall doesn't use poison, is it still called Myriad Poison Hall?"    

As soon as he finished speaking, the vice palace master's figure flashed like a ghost and appeared in front of Elder Qiu. He raised his palm and struck at Elder Qiu's skull.    

At this moment, Elder Qiu had lost all feeling in his body. He simply couldn't stand up to dodge.    

Blood flowed out from his head. His eyes were lifeless as he fell to the ground.    

Elder Qiu's death had caused the remaining Heavenly Profound Sect and Violet Sky Sect Disciple to feel utter despair.    

They had gradually lost the courage to resist. If they could surrender and save their lives, they would choose to surrender without hesitation.    

Unfortunately, there were no good people in Myriad Poison Hall. With the help of the Deputy Palace Master, Myriad Poison Hall had almost crushed all the disciples of Heavenly Profound Sect and Poison Palace.    

A trace of determination flashed across Yim Lingfei's beautiful eyes. Her body was as light as a swallow as she flew in front of the Vice Palace Master and thrust her sword forward.    

The corners of the Vice Palace Master's mouth curled up and revealed a look of disdain. He swept up a gust of strong wind and sent a palm strike at the Vice Palace Master.    

Yim Lingfei immediately felt that her sword seemed to have stabbed into a hard iron stone and was unable to pierce through it at all.    

The deputy palace master said in a mocking tone, "Is this all Banyan fairy of Purple Cloud Pavilion has? This is really disappointing."    

After he finished speaking, the force in his palm increased a little more. Yim Lingfei's body was sent flying by the force of his palm.    

"Oblivion Stage!"    

Yim Lingfei's eyes were filled with despair. She never thought that the Three Halls of Evil Sect would send out an Oblivion Stage warrior.