Chapter 7274 The Supreme Battle!(1/2)
Two palms, one black and one white, protruded from the void, crushing the Xuanjing clan's defensive array with force, trying to capture Mei Lin and Dugu Ming.
But at this critical moment, a powerful surge of power suddenly surged within the Xuanjing clan, and a cold snort was heard.
"snort."
"Since our friends from the Eastern Region are already here, why should we be sneaky?"
"Everyone come out!"
Countless ghost figures wandering inside the Xuanjing clan suddenly rolled up and turned into two arms, smashing the black and white palms into pieces.
The warrior of the Hunyuan Daoguo Realm Soul Refining Sect who was holding the Soul Refining Flag was shocked when he discovered that he had lost control of the soul in the Soul Refining Flag. He quickly guessed that this was because of the Soul Refining Flag.
The masters of the sect are borrowing the soul in his soul refining flag.
The two palms that invaded the Xuanjing Clan were shattered one after another, but the terrifying power that seemed like the supreme power of heaven and earth still permeated the inside and outside of the Xuanjing Clan.
Mei Lin and Dugu Ming fell to the ground with serious injuries. When they saw the two palms, joy appeared deep in their eyes.
They are the holy sons of the Yang Sect and the Xuanming Holy Sect in the Ten Thousand Sacred Mountains, so naturally they know their own techniques very well.
It was not difficult for them to see that these two palms were transformed by the secret method of their sect, and it must be the strong men from their sect who came to rescue them.
I thought I could escape with this, but unexpectedly, those two palms were suddenly shattered by masters from the Xuanjing clan, causing the joy that had just appeared in the eyes of Mei Lin and Dugu Ming to freeze for an instant.
"Get 'em!"
The high-level warrior from the Soul Refining Sect sensed that a strong man from the Eastern Region was about to intervene. He immediately shouted loudly and wanted to capture Mei Lin and Dugu Ming first!
See the situation.
Naturally, the Yang Zong masters and Xuanming Holy Sect masters hiding in the void could not watch Mei Lin and Dugu Ming fall into the hands of Beiyu.
There was a violent fluctuation in the space of the Xuanjing clan, like a mirror cracking open inch by inch.
The figures of the two old men came out of the void one after the other.
When they appeared in the Xuanjing clan, the terrifying power second only to those with great supernatural powers exploded.
Like a storm, it roared through the Xuanjing clan, causing the expressions of all the warriors in the Northern Territory to change drastically.
"Supreme Dao Fruit!"
Sensing that these two people possessed the cultivation level of the Supreme Dao Fruit Realm, many northern warriors turned pale with fright and hurriedly took a few steps back in an attempt to distance themselves from them.
"Elder, save me!"
"Ancestor, save me!"
Although Mei Lin and Dugu Ming were seriously injured, they still maintain their sanity and sobriety.
They recognized the origins of these two people at a glance. One was the Supreme Daoguo Elder of the Yang Sect, and the other was the ancestor of the Xuanming Holy Sect.
Both of them are at the peak level of the Supreme Dao Fruit, and they are only one step away from becoming the legendary great supernatural powers.
Seeing these two people, Mei Lin and Dugu Ming's eyes filled with intense joy, feeling that their lives had been temporarily saved.
"Fellow Taoists from the Northern Territory, my sect's Holy Son has been a guest in your Northern Territory for many days, and now it's time to return to the sect."
"Please, fellow Taoists from the Northern Territory, please make way for me to bring the Holy Son back to the sect!"
Wearing snow-white robes, with white beard and hair, Elder Yang Zong exuded bursts of white holy light like an immortal.
He first glanced at Mei Lin, then a slight smile appeared on the face of the crane-haired boy, and he spoke into the depths of the Xuanjing clan.
The old man standing next to the Yang Zong elder was wearing a black robe, with a haggard appearance, wrinkles on his face, and extremely sharp eyes.
This person exudes a strong aura of death and yin, and the whole person looks like an evil ghost who has just crawled out of the underworld.
"Hmm."
"It's not difficult to bring the Holy Son of your sect back to the Eastern Region."
"But my Northern Territory is not a place where I can come and leave whenever I want."
"As long as you can use my three moves, I will stop immediately and let you go east!"
Along with a cold voice coming from the depths of the Xuanjing clan, a ghost-like figure emerged from mid-air.
Everyone saw this figure, but could not see his specific face and figure clearly.
He seemed to be hidden in the darkness. Even though he had practiced the Dharma Eye Technique, he still couldn't see his face.
But everyone knows very well that this person is a master of the Soul Refining Sect, and he is also a cultivator of the Supreme Dao Fruit Realm!
"Fellow Taoist from the Northern Territory, why are you doing this?"
It was naturally impossible for Elder Yang Zong to agree to Beiyu's request and just accept his three moves.
After all, the power of the three moves that the Supreme Daoguo Realm warrior uses with all his strength must be earth-shattering.
If you are not careful, you may fall.
Even if Yang Zong's secret method is profound and can block three attacks, there will still be some injuries.
If Beiyu suddenly regrets it at that time, wouldn't it mean losing his wife and losing his troops!
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for the two supreme Daoguo warriors of Yangzong and Xuanming Holy Sect to take on the three moves of the Northern Territory warrior.
"In that case, please go back."
"I will instruct the warriors of the Northern Territory to take good care of your sect's holy son!"
The ancestor of the Soul Refining Sect hidden in the shadows laughed ferociously.
Seeing that the negotiation could not succeed, the ancestor of the Xuanming Holy Sect standing next to Elder Yang Zong's eyes sank slightly.
suddenly.
Shadows swam along the ground and appeared quietly under Dugu Ming.
The next moment, the shadows quickly emerged from the ground, wrapping around Dugu Ming's body like a rice dumpling. With a fierce tug, he was about to pull him into the void.
"Hmm."
The ancestor of the Soul Refining Sect sneered disdainfully: "How dare you show your shame in front of my Soul Refining Sect with those petty activities of your Xuanming Holy Sect?"
The ancestor of the Soul Refining Sect hidden in the shadow snorted coldly, and a flag flew out quickly, swaying slightly in the air, and a ghostly shadow that covered the sky and the sun flew out of it.
Countless ghost figures rushed straight towards the wrapped Dugu Ming. The evil ghosts all came forward, baring their teeth and claws, grinning, and quickly tore the black shadow wrapping Dugu Ming into pieces!
"Asshole!"
The ancestor of the Xuanming Holy Sect was angry, and his whole body was shaken by spiritual energy. The spiritual energy billowing out turned into a dark shadow, shrouding the entire Xuanjing clan.
And there seemed to be ghosts lurking in the shadows, with faces wailing in pain and wailing from time to time.
"Tiny trick!"
The ancestor of the Soul Refining Sect smiled scornfully, and did not even use the secret method of the Soul Refining Sect. The flag in his hand just shook slightly, and the thousands of ghosts flew away, tearing the shadow spread by the ancestor of the Xuanming Holy Sect into pieces.
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The face of the ancestor of the Xuanming Holy Sect changed greatly, and he hurriedly sent a message to the elder of the Yang Sect beside him: "It is basically impossible to be good if you want to be good. If you and I don't join forces, none of us will be able to take away the Holy Son today.
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After Yang Zong thought for a while, he sighed slightly. Immediately, the whole body shone with light, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a blazing white sun, which made all the warriors in the Northern Territory sting their eyes and quickly closed their eyes to avoid the light.
At the same time, the ancestor of the Xuanming Holy Sect took action again, heading straight for Dugu Ming and Mei Lin.
At first, the ancestor of the Xuanming Holy Sect just wanted to save Dugu's life during the chaos. After realizing that the matter could not succeed, he quickly reached an agreement with the elders of the Yang Sect.
Now the elders of the Yang Sect are using secret techniques to isolate all warriors from detection and eyes, and buy opportunities and time for the ancestors of the Xuanming Holy Sect.
Then the ancestors of the Xuanming Holy Sect can no longer just save their sect’s holy son Dugu Ming, but must also take away the Yang Sect’s holy son Mei Lin.
"snort."
The ancestor of the Soul Refining Sect sneered again, as if he was mocking the elders of the Yang Sect and the Xuanming Holy Sect for not overestimating their abilities!
In fact, this is also true. The ancestor of the Soul Refining Sect seems to have the ability and ability to laugh at them.
After all, facing two warriors at the supreme Daoguo realm, the ancestor of the Soul Refining Sect was one against two, but he was not at a disadvantage at all.
Even relying on the soul refining flag in his palm, he seemed to have the upper hand.
In the sky above the most luxurious palace in the Xuanjing clan, there are dozens of figures floating in the air.
To be continued...