The evil spirit Taoist king soared into the sky without any nonsense. He raised his hand and slapped it out with a palm. The soul storm condensed, and the aura was terrifying.

Before his body was broken, he was a powerful man, and he had too many levels of practice beyond the Earth Immortal Realm. In this world, no one could make him look down on him. In his eyes, these eight million years were like dealing with a group of young children, which was unbearable, but they could not bear it.

Now he has the strength to surpass this world, and in the near future, he may be able to recover his peak strength. For example, Wu Zidao, a person like Bai Tianming, although he has good talent, he is only good.

In his world, such people are everywhere. It doesn’t matter if you are willing to join yourself, but if you are unwilling to join yourself, you won’t have any regrets if you kill them.

Seeing that the soul storm is about to be activated, and Bai Tianming's power is afraid that it will not be able to fight against it for a while. Two monks of the Five Soldiers on both sides of the back mountain of Lushan shouted: "Five Soldiers, follow me to kill!"

As soon as the Chinese descended, two monks of the Tribulation period stepped on the golden light and soared into the sky. One used a hammer, like a tiger going down the mountain, and the other used a gun, like a dragon soaring into the sea.

There are five sects in the Five Military Alliance. Han Jiangxue leads the Iron Sword Sect, and these two are the sect leaders of the Zhenchao Sect and the Golden Spear Sect. Their strength is much worse than Han Jiangxue, but they are also powerful men in the Tribulation Period in the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

The origin of the Five Soldiers Alliance is different from that of other forces. Disciples from all generations have learned the past history from a young age and learned about those suffering years. Although there are also treacherous people like the snow in the cold river, more are heroes who are righteous and passionate.

Only when they heard that the evil spirits appeared in the world and wanted to control the world, the two of them led the elites from the Five Military Alliance to come without hesitation.

On weekdays, they don’t go out of their own places, and they rarely get involved in the world. Han Jiangxue is doing it when dealing with other sects. As if the lower-level general is in the process today, they will not hesitate to take action.

"The ants' shouts always seem so powerless!"

The evil spirit Taoist smirked and threw the soul storm out casually.

Soul impact is not an amazing magical power, it is just a very common method of soul Taoist patterns. He is not a lion fighting against rabbits. For him, as long as Li Qinglian is gone, even if the entire earth immortal world joins forces, it is not worth mentioning in his eyes.

But even such ordinary means still have the power of crushing. However, the power of soul swept over, and the attacks of the two tribulation cultivators instantly shattered. With a scream of pain, the whole body exploded directly, and the flesh and blood flew across the body, and was swept by a mental storm, disappearing completely, as if everything was an illusion and had never appeared in this world.

"kill!"

If the monks of other sects just start fighting and the sect leader dies in battle, their morale will naturally fall apart and even fail to recover. But the disciples of the Five Soldiers Alliance are not. Every conflict in the cultivation world will rush to the front sect, and death is something that has long been accustomed to.

Many things in the sect have already set rules. The predecessors die and the descendants are on the top. Especially on such a battlefield, the flesh and blood of the predecessors will only turn into the unyielding will in their hearts.

The Tiandao Sect is in front, holding a knife in one hand and a shield in the other. The Golden Spear Sect, the Shaking Hammer Sect and the Iron Sword Sect are on the two wings of the sweeping formation, and the Divine Arrow Sect is at the end of the battle formation.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

There was no other word, only one word, the army was moving forward, in an orderly manner. As we marched, it seemed as if countless chariots were rushing through the heaven and earth, with loud noises, and the sound of Lieque's thunder could be heard thousands of miles away.

Unlike the sparse and scattered attacks by cultivators of other sects, the disciples of the Five Soldiers Alliance are a way for soldiers to fight, and are even more united and brave than many legions in the empire.

Iron blood is the song, and the five soldiers are the alliance, so I would rather die than be a slave.

Those faces, whether old, or middle-aged, or young, each person looked a little empty, but the divine light in his eyes was so firm, even though he knew that the result ahead was death, he was determined.

"What's the use of being a mantis arm in a chariot!"

The evil spirit Taoist whipped it casually, and his soul surging, rushed to the nine heavens, turning into soul pillars and falling from the sky, as if countless demons were attracted from the nine heavens and ten earths, which was shocking.

Frightened, but not afraid. Everyone shouted loudly, and the battle aura condensed, and it turned into a huge golden light column, wrapping up countless sharp arrows, like a huge golden rod smashing it at the evil spirit Taoist Lord.

"The trick of a small trick is meaningless!"

The evil spirit Taoist looked like an ancient well. He raised his hand casually, like a huge shield blocking the rod condensed by the golden war energy.

The golden rod seemed to have the power to create the world and move mountains and fill the sea. The moment it hit, it seemed like a branch floating on the wall. There was no sound, and it was blocked so easily, without any urgency.

At this time, the soul pillar fell and blasted into the army. Each soul pillar burst out with terrible soul fluctuations. There was no strong energy impact, but it was swept away the power of the soul and the spiritual power.

There was no muffled groan or painful cry, and only the disciples of the Five Soldiers fell down with the momentum of charge and fell from the sky. Even though there were tens of thousands of people, no one stood up when they were thousands of meters away from the Evil Spirit Daojun.

Such soul methods will never be as simple as coma.

"ah!"

Bai Tianming roared and the nine swords appeared. The Lushan disciple on the top of the mountain also waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy surged into the sky and poured into his body.

"Do you think you still have hope?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the evil spirit Taoist king. He slapped his soul power circling in the palm of his palm, turning into a huge roulette and pressing towards Lushan.

There is nothing special and fancy, just crush it with strength.

Only a loud noise was heard, and the sword energy of the Nine Swords Youlong was crushed like jade hitting the steel. In an instant, they were all crushed.

"boom!"

The roulette fell, as if a huge seal had hit the ban on Lushan Academy.

"ah!"

With a scream, blood was spitting out during the day, like a kite falling down from a broken string. The thousands of Lushan disciples didn't even have time to make a scream, and they all burst into flesh and blood in a burst of bangs.

Wu Zidao looked at all this and felt dizzy. He thought that so many people would be ready to die and unite, even if they could not defeat the evil spirit Taoist king, they could still block it for a moment. But he did not expect that the defeat was so fast.

This is the gap in strength, there is a gap in qualitative change.

Facing a strong force, the number does not make much sense.

Life and death were separated in such a moment. How long can he delay? Wu Zidao didn't know, but he knew there was no choice.

Taking a deep breath, just as he was about to take action, he suddenly heard a loud bang, and Chen Weiming slowly flew out of the dean's residence. To be continued.
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