Thousands of Qingxuan cavalry are under the turmoil, and the overall sound of horse hooves alone is enough to form a terrifying pressure.

This is the real battle of destruction. Lin Xuanhong personally led the elite army of Qingxuan Cavalry to face the brink of the Blood Talisman Sect and directly blocked the gate of the Blood Talisman Sect.

"Go on!"

After taking a light look at the direction of the Blood Talisman Sect, Lin Xuanhong gave an order lightly.

The moment the words were finished, someone turned around and sent orders to leave. With a word, the entire Qingxuan Cavalry moved, lined up to attack, pointing directly to the gate of the Blood Talisman Sect.

Almost at the same time, the disciples of the Blood Talisman Sect also appeared outside the mountain gate. Several elders led the way, and waved their hands and faced the impact of the Blood Talisman Sect.

.............

Looking at all this coldly in the distance, the elders couldn't help but feel sank in their hearts.

Although I had a premonition before that it would be difficult to withstand the impact of Qingxuan Cavalry, the gap that was at the forefront of the real thing would undoubtedly make the only trace of luck in their hearts disappear completely.

The Qingxuan cavalry is as powerful as a rainbow, and the point of the battle halberd is the place where the conquest is unstoppable.

But the disciples of the Blood Talisman Sect had no fighting spirit and were scattered. Under the supervision of these elders, they could not exert their strength at all, and they were simply a mess of sand.

Although the war has just begun, in fact, the outcome is self-evident.

This is just the initial tentative confrontation between the two sides, and it became like this. When the tragic moment is really the most tragic, will it be disintegrated? How can we continue to fight?

"Elder Ge, people's hearts are dispersed..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, an elder soon saw the key and sighed.

In fact, it was not only them who could see it, but the Blood Sword Ancestor also frowned tightly.

"Lin Dong, you can take action, you must not lose your temper!"

After looking at Lin Dong, the Blood Knife Ancestor slowly spoke.

"Disciple obeys the order!"

He bowed and answered, and the next moment, Lin Dong shook his body and broke into the battle.

Compared to others, Lin Dong's expression did not change at all, and he seemed to have not noticed the abnormality of these disciples at all.

White clothes are as snow!

It was just one person, but when he broke into the battle, he felt like a sharp knife, instantly tearing a hole open and hit Qingxuan Cavalry's momentum.

The disciples of the Blood Talisman Sect, who had no fighting spirit, were still involuntarily excited when Lin Dong took action.

The name of Shura in white is deeply rooted, and such a talented person undoubtedly has the ability to control the situation.

When rumors were prevalent, people like Lin Dong were undoubtedly their last hope.

White-clothed Shura!

Lin Dong himself was like a Shura who broke into hell, and no one could stop him from a knife.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people died under the Shura Sword.

"Go, remember, don't seek victory, but be undefeated!"

With his hands behind his back, Lin Xuanhong whispered.

Lin Dong's move was as expected by him, but he didn't expect that Lin Dong would take action so early.

Nodding, Bai Rong lifted the green dragon spear in his hand, and a green dragon shadow suddenly rose into the air and headed straight for Lin Dong.

A trace of splendor appeared in his eyes. Lin Dong immediately gave up the Qingxuan cavalry beside him. He rolled up the Shura sword in his hand, and the blood-colored sword light suddenly slashed towards the blue dragon phantom.

Both Bai Rong and Lin Dong knew very well that their battle was a key battle related to the momentum of both sides.

If Lin Dong could win, he would give the disciples of the Blood Talisman Sect confidence and make them believe that the Blood Talisman Sect had a chance to win in this battle.

After all, no matter how the Qingxuan Cavalry creates momentum, it cannot change the comparison of absolute strength. Only by having an overwhelming advantage and defeating the Qingxuan Cavalry, then the previous rumors are simply incalculable.

Similarly, if Bai Rong can win, he will completely defeat the confidence of these disciples of the Blood Talisman Sect.

Public opinion is already flying all over the sky and becoming a cult demon. If even a genius like Shura in White could not beat Bai Rong, then how could they have any hope?

While breathing, the two of them fought wildly!

Within nearly a hundred meters around the two, a vacuum area naturally formed, and no one dared to break in casually.

.............

During the chaos, Jiang Shili and Luo Ying were hiding among the crowd, and were inconspicuous at all.

Killing people in the chaos is undoubtedly the highest opportunity. Without revealing your identity and strength, Jiang Shili and Luo Ying only control their strength to the level of ordinary spiritual elixir realm and fight with the Qingxuan Cavalry.

In such chaos, it was not too difficult to find an opportunity to kill the opponent's spiritual elixir realm. Jiang Shili just glanced at the position where Lin Dong and the others fought, and then turned around.

Compared with others, the most important thing is to take the opportunity to restore strength now.

As for Lin Dong and the others, even though they just glanced at it, Jiang Shili could already judge the result.

Although Bai Rong's strength has also reached the peak of the Spiritual Pill Realm, he is definitely not Lin Dong's opponent. He has no other choice but to rely too much on the Qinglong Spear in his hand.

.............

After about a stick of incense, Lin Dong's sword force was in his hand, and the terrifying sword light formed a surging sea of ​​blood in a blink of an eye, submerging Bai Rong with it.

"Brother Bai, your heart is in chaos!"

Looking at Bai Rong coldly, Lin Dong said calmly.

Although he had some advantages before, he had no choice but to take Bai Rong for a while. However, as time went by, the gun in Bai Rong's hand had dispersed a little.

If you fight with others, this flaw will naturally be fine, but even if it is just a small mistake, it is enough to decide the victory or defeat.

"Crack!"

During the confrontation, the shadow of the green dragon finally showed a tendency to collapse for the first time.

"Stop talking nonsense, I can now perfectly exert all the power of the Azure Dragon Spear. Why do you beat me?"

Bai Rong shouted with a ferocious expression.

"Shura Blood Sea, strangle!"

Shaking his head slightly, Lin Dong's eyes showed a hint of disappointment, but he stopped answering at all.

When he was in the Secret Realm of Medicine King, he was as strong as Bai Rong, and it was difficult to decide the winner. However, as his strength increased, the gap finally emerged.

At this moment, Lin Dong couldn't help but think of Jiang Shili.

In the Blood Sword Palace, he saw Jiang Shili with his own eyes over the inner demon tribulation, but he practiced the second level of sword intent perfectly, realized his magical powers, and killed the Blood Sword Ancestor and broke the formation. He still cannot forget that scene.

Even now, he is still a little short of it to feel his magical powers. This is the most real difference.

Compared with Jiang Shili, Bai Rong's current strength is far from comparable.

When this battle began, Lin Dong wanted to use Bai Rong's pressure to try to break the limit and realize his magical powers, but now it seems that it is impossible.

Bai Rong could not push him into danger at all.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Bai Rong's biggest problem lies.

Relying on the Green Dragon Spear too much!

Indeed, the Qinglong Spear is an innate spiritual treasure. If it can fully exert its power, it can vaguely break the limit of the spiritual alchemy realm and have power comparable to the God Transformation Realm. But this way of perception is wrong in itself.

Weapons are weapons, no matter how powerful a weapon is, it is not its own power.

After all, I have tried my best to understand the inner path of the Qinglong Spear, but I have finally gone astray.

Faced with those ordinary spiritual elixir realms, it is natural that everything is not good for those masters who have realized their own way.

What's more, how can you enter the realm of transformation by understanding this way?

It was precisely because of seeing this that Lin Dong said that Bai Rong was in a mess.

In the distance, Lin Xuanhong's eyes showed a hint of disappointment and sighed softly, "Mo Lin, take action, Rong'er has been defeated! No matter what, he can't really be defeated."

Others may not be able to see it, but in the eyes of the ancestor of the God Transformation Realm, the battle was actually decided at this moment.

No matter how hard Bai Rong struggles, he will never be able to support more than a hundred tricks.

He knew this very well, and believed that the Blood Sword Ancestor was also very clear, but no matter what, he could not let Bai Rong really defeat, otherwise it would inevitably be a huge blow to the Qingxuan Cavalry's aura.

Before Bai Rong really showed his defeat, Mo Lin could barely cover it up.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Lin rushed into the battle situation with his battle halberd. The battle halberd shattered the sea of ​​blood and suddenly rushed towards Lin Dong.

"Good come!"

Feeling Mo Lin's surprise attack, Lin Dong not only did not feel annoyed at all, but became more and more excited.

He wanted to take this opportunity to break through. Now that Mo Lin and Bai Rong join forces, it is enough to put him under pressure. Only in such a crisis can he break the limit and realize his magical powers.

With Mo Lin's joining, the two sides were in a deadlock again.

After untiing the Spirit Seal, Mo Lin's terrifying strength finally appeared in front of the world for the first time.

Although it seems unfair that he and Bai Rong join forces, it is not a fair duel, but a life-and-death battle.

As long as Lin Dong can be killed, nothing is a problem.

"No, Lin Dong seems to be in a little dangerous!"

Seeing Mo Lin joining the battle, several elders of the Blood Talisman Sect suddenly felt the pressure.

But the strength Mo Lin showed was also extremely terrifying. Among his peers, there was no one who could match him.

"It's a pity that Jiang Shili is not here. Otherwise, with Jiang Shili's strength, joining forces with Lin Dong would be enough to easily defeat the other party."

At this time, everyone couldn't help but think of Jiang Shili coming. Compared to Lin Dong, Jiang Shili was probably stronger. Unfortunately, Jiang Shili broke into Qingzhou Prefecture before and was seriously injured by the besiege, and now he is missing.

Thinking of this, these elders couldn't help but sigh, but there was no way.

The Blood Talisman Sect is so big that it can’t find any disciple who can compare with Lin Dong and Jiang Shili.

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