Master Yuxi, Master Changqing, Zen Master Fayan, and Master Liu Nan surrounded Mo Luo in the middle, while the other monks from the alliance confronted the monks from the Demon Alliance who had followed Mo Luo.

"Mo Luo, I'm afraid I never thought that you would be here today." Master Yuxi said to Mo Luo.

With a gloomy look on his face, Mo Luo glanced around and said, "Are you so confident in keeping me?"

"You won't know until I beat you whether I will keep you or not." Master Changfeng said nothing, and the flying sword turned into a ten-foot-long giant blade and struck at Mo Luo. Mo Luo was not to be outdone, and faced him with the magic pestle in his hand.

This is where the war begins.

More than thirty alliance monks and demon alliance men were also fighting together. By this time, Qin Guan had already stopped pretending, looked at both sides, and flew close to the second battle group.

However, he did not go in directly, but prepared to continue to use his dirty style of play and look for opportunities to make sneak attacks.

This time the two sides were evenly matched in numbers and were fighting together. Qin Guan saw that the master was fighting a Shura, and Mo Shouguan was evenly matched with the opponent's steel fork. Qin Guan thought about it, if he robbed the master's business, he didn't know if he would go back.

I will be punished, but forget it.

At a glance, he saw Cheng Yi from the ancient sword gate nearby fighting with a Yaksha. The two were fighting fiercely. Qin Guanxin said, Cheng Yi is also a good friend of my master, how could he not help?

Cheng Yi had just fought a few moves with his opponent when suddenly a purple thunderbolt struck down from the sky, which startled him. But then he found that his opponent had fallen to the ground and died.

Cheng Yi was stunned for a moment, but then he found a figure rushing over from beside him, and took away the body of the Yaksha and all his belongings. Before leaving, he said, "Uncle Cheng, there is no need to thank me. This is what I should do."

Cheng Yi's mouth twitched.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning struck, and Master Hanku of Tianhe Sect found that his opponent was dead.

"Crack!"

Another bolt of lightning struck, and Lingyun sent Wangyue Master to find that his opponent was also dead.

Qin Guan suddenly became the little prince of monster snatchers, but because of his joining, the original melee scene instantly became much more refreshing. The number of monks in the Demon Alliance was rapidly decreasing, and they were already in a state of being completely suppressed.

Seeing that something bad was going on, a wolf monk from the Demon Alliance turned around and ran away. This guy may have practiced some secret techniques and ran extremely fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Qin Guan was not willing to let him go. He chased him with a golden light. The wolf demon was frightened. He slashed with his backhand, and a piercing cold light struck Qin Guan. The thunder sword shot out and collided with the wolf blade.

"Boom" sound.

The wolf demon was stirred up by the spiritual energy and flew several dozen meters away. He suddenly fell to the ground and made a big hole. He lay on the ground and spurted blood. He was seriously injured by Qin Guan with a single sword strike.

"Don't kill me, I'm not a demon." The wolf demon begged for mercy loudly.

Qin Guan said coldly: "You are worse than the demons if you help the tyrants do harm." As soon as he finished speaking, a white light flashed from Lei Jue Sword, and a wolf head rolled to the ground.

Qin Guan stepped forward and took out the soul gourd, directly absorbed the soul of the wolf demon, then put the body and things into the space, and returned to the battlefield again.

"Buzz~~"

A bell sounded.

Qin Guan found that the monks from Tianyin Temple were fighting several ghost tribes. The ghost tribe was a very special existence among the demon tribe. They were invisible and shapeless, and physical attacks could not hurt them. However, the ghost tribe's spells were weird and inexplicable, and they could be manipulated.

The magic weapon can also attack with spiritual power, making it very difficult for human monks to deal with.

Qin took a look and saw that there were five ghost tribes here. Qin Guan waved his hand and shot out 24 copper beans. The bean soldiers held five thunder swords. Qin Guan focused his mind on the five ghost tribes who were confronting the monks of Tianyin Temple.

"Crack!"

More than twenty thunderbolts from the purple sky struck down together, instantly surrounding the five ghost clans. Even if they were aware of the danger, it was already too late to run away.

"Boom!"

After the thunder dispersed, Qin Guan discovered that there were five more ghost beads in the air. After the last battle, Qin Guan had asked others for advice and knew that the ghost beads were used to protect the ghosts after they were injured. As for their use, the alliance monks

I don’t know now.

However, Qin Guan's principle is that my trophy, even a stone, should be put into my pocket. I don't care whether it is useful or not. Qin Guan stepped forward and put the five ghost beads into the space.

At this time, there are only seven or eight demon cultivators left on the battlefield here who are still struggling to their death. However, looking at the situation with more wolves and less meat, I am afraid that I will not have the chance to take action. The main reason is that if he takes action again, he will offend others.

After all, this is all merit, and you can't be too shameless.

Qin Guan turned his sight to the distance. In mid-air, four alliance elders were fighting fiercely with Mo Luo. Although Mo Luo was in danger many times, he was like a big tree in the strong wind. Although the branches were swaying wildly and the leaves were blown, they rustled.

But the body is still upright.

"Slash the sky with one sword!"

With a bang, Master Changqing's flying sword collided with Mo Luo's magic pestle again. This time, Mo Luo was a little weak and fell back dozens of meters.

"True Fire Sun Talisman!"

Master Liu Nan threw out a high-level magic talisman, and a ball of flames instantly swallowed up Mo Luo. Mo Luo was dressed in ferocious armor, with flames all over his body, like a warrior coming out of hell.

"Look at my Tianyin Bell."

The old monk Fayan next to him threw his natal magic weapon Tianyin Bell. The Tianyin Bell became as big as a hill and hit Mo Luo. With a loud bang, it hit Mo Luo's body, and Mo Luo was suddenly driven into the ground.

, a large crater was blown out of the sea of ​​sand underground.

Everyone stopped and stared at the sandpit.

"Is he already dead?" Master Liu Nan asked.

"It shouldn't be that easy. Let's be careful." Changfeng said.

Suddenly, the whole earth seemed to be trembling, and the sand on the ground suddenly rolled up one by one, raising dust all over the sky, instantly surrounding the place, and a figure slowly flew out from the ground.

Qin Guan looked at it from a distance and was shocked.

At this moment, Mo Luo's original brown hair turned into silver white, his eyes were also glowing with silver, his armor was in tatters, and he was holding a magic pestle, like an angry demon.

"No, he activated the Heavenly Demon Sacrifice Technique." said the old monk Fayan.

"Attack him together."

The real person from Yuxi shouted loudly, and threw the Kunlun magic whip at Mo Luo. The demon used the pestle to fight against it. With a loud bang, the real person from Yuxi fell back a hundred meters, and blood spurted out of his mouth. After the explosion, the strength of Mo Luo increased sharply.

It is no longer something they can face head-on.

"Don't be harsh, he can only hold on for an hour at most." Master Changfeng shouted.

Mo Luo glanced at everyone and sneered, "One hour is enough to kill several of you."

"Don't even think about it!"

Old monk Fayan picked up the Tianyin Bell and threw it at Mo Luo again. The magic pestle in Mo Luo's hand hit the Tianyin Bell hard.

"Buzz~"
Chapter completed!