C515
C515
In the forest at the foot of the mountain, a sword light flew over and landed on the mountaintop.
"How is the battle going!?"
A disciple came down from above as he replied respectfully: "Reporting to Master, both sides are at loggerheads. In terms of situation, the Netherworld Sect is even more ferocious, but the real victor is still undetermined. The Three-saint Temple retreated into the Sacred Hall ahead of time and relied on array formations to guard it."
Zhou Baiyang's eyes flashed with a cold snort, "Liu Zhizhong and Wang An, these two old foxes, have handed over the difficult problem to us."
One of the clan elders was puzzled: "What does Master mean by that?"
Zhou Baiyang explained, "Liu Zhizhan and must have noticed us watching nearby, so they deliberately retreated ahead of time, showing an appearance of being defeated. If we do not take action, Netherworld Sect's breathing will become ragged and the killing power would become even stronger, and if we take action now, with Netherworld Sect's fighting strength, we will also suffer heavy injuries."
"Then what should we do?"
"Wait!"
That elder was not stupid at this point and reacted as he laughed, "Master said that we have to wait for the people from the Broken Immortal Sect and Big Flag Sect to make the first move!?"
Zhou Baiyang sneered as he looked at the nearby mountains. "Now we'll see who's the most patient."
On another mountain peak, the sect leader, Chen Qingyun, was lazily lying on a rattan chair. Four flirtatious female disciples were surrounding him, punching him nonstop with their little fists.
Behind Chen Qingyun, an elder said with a flattering smile: "Sect Master Wan Shou, right now, those few Three-saint Temple fellows are cowering and unable to come out, the Netherworld Sect is receiving a breather, if this goes on, will they be able to catch their breath?"
"If you don't come out, then don't. The ones who are trapped are Three-saint Temple, not our Immortal Execution Archipelago. Moreover, aren't these two neighbors from the Big Flag Sect, the Lion Tiger Sect? "Since they haven't made a move yet, why should we be in such a hurry?"
Chen Qingyun held onto the jade hand that was on his shoulder and put it under his nose. He sniffed it contentedly, "Gentle and soft, I am not willing to let these cute and obedient disciples die just like that."
The head of the Big Flag Sect and the three protectors had shining eyes. Standing at the edge of the cliff, they looked at the Three-saint Temple, and the head of the clan, Mo Kuang, had a deep look in his eyes, his body emitting a dense, cold Yin energy.
"The battle has been cut off and the people from Netherworld Sect are resting. This is the time when they are the most exhausted and the most relaxed. If we were to fight, we might be able to defeat them!"
Mo Kuang raised his hand and was about to give the order.
Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from a tent behind them, "Lord Mo Kuang, the other two sects have yet to make a move. Why are we in such a hurry to waste our strength? Let's wait and see.
Mo Kuang's hand froze in midair, and the expressions of the three protectors also changed. They gritted their teeth as they stared at Mo Kuang's hand.
After hesitating for a moment, Mo Kuang retracted his hand and respectfully bowed towards the tent, saying, "Mo Kuang will obey the decree of the Blue Sacrifice."
The three protectors looked at their fallen arms and lowered their heads, their eyes filled with difficulty. In the end, they still had to live under the immense power of the other. Even someone as powerful as Mo Kuang had to submit.
"Boom!"
In the distance, a bright light shone again!
The Lion Tiger Sect, Broken Immortal Sect, and Big Flag Sect three forces turned their heads to look in the direction of Three-saint Temple, and their eyes revealed shock!
At this point, the Netherworld Sect was actually even forcing an attack!
Don't they know that there are three great forces eyeing them covetously from the back, ready to strike them at any time!?
Within the Three-saint Temple, Saber Saint Liu Zhihui's gaze tightened and his expression became cold. The palm in his hand that was wielding the treasured blade, could not help but tremble slightly.
He looked at the Spiritual Energy Storm dancing outside of the hall in astonishment and felt the attacks of over a dozen initial stage Martial Emperors. Finally, he could not suppress his anger and scolded, "What a bunch of lunatics!"
He had just recovered from the slaughter and had just opened his eyes to look outside, so he said with a cold smile, "Brother Liu, there's no need to worry. The ancient formation installed in this temple is not an ordinary one, it's a Great Desolate Dragon Great Formation that can avoid the second stage of heavenly tribulation. They probably won't be able to break it either."
Liu Zhihui nodded, calming down a little.
"Brother Wang An, do you think those three sects will make a move?"
At this point, Liu Zhizhan was a little worried. Even if the Great Desolation Primordial Dragon Formation could not be broken through in such a short time, if the Lion Tiger Sect did not come over to help, it would be over sooner or later.
"Brother, don't worry, Zhou Baiyang, Chen Qingyun, Mo Kuang are not idiots. If our Three-saint Temple is truly destroyed, with the unparalleled aura of our Netherworld Sect, it would be almost impossible for them to suppress us. Therefore, they will extinguish this ball of raging flames."
"That's what was said, but the truce just now was the best opportunity to strike. However, the three sects didn't strike …"
"RUMBLE ~ KACH ~ ~"
An enormous electric current fell from the sky above the Three-saint Temple. This electric current was extremely powerful, and caused the entire Three Saint Hall to shake violently in an instant!
"What's going on!?"
Wang An and Liu Zhizhong raised their heads in horror and looked outside.
Through the blue formation enchantment, one could see dozens of powerful Elders gathered at an unknown time. Their bodies were flashing with light, the magic treasures in their hands were emitting a resplendent light, and their powerful divine abilities were all unleashed at the same time, once again smashing down!
More than a dozen initial stage Martial Emperors, together with dozens of resourceful Martial Kings, had gathered together and unleashed earth-shattering attacks!
After seven consecutive blows, before Wang An and Liu Zhizhan could see it with their own eyes, the Great Desolation Primordial Dragon Formation let out a crisp sound.
In the next moment, the massive array shattered!
"Kill!"
Lin Yue's gaze was cold. Looking at the broken energy array, he waved his hands coldly, giving the order to kill!
Only then did Wang An and Liu Zhihui react. They were both shocked and angry as they hurriedly led their participating disciples to welcome him!
It was just that after the formation was broken, a majority of the disciples were shocked to the core and lost the spirit of resistance. In that instant, the aura of the Netherworld Sect suppressed the retaliation of the Three-saint Temple.
Tens of miles away, watching as a dragon-shaped flame suddenly shattered, Chen Qingyun, Mo Kuang, and Zhou Baiyang were all stunned!
They had heard of the Great Desolate True Dragon Formation of Three-saint Temple, a formidable array formation that could avoid heavenly tribulation!
But now, it seemed as if the array formation had been broken in less than a quarter of an hour!
The three sects were all bewildered and didn't know if they should take action first. The matter of slaughter was a matter of life and death. It was always good to have less disciples dying.