Wu Tao held a broken ancient sword and furiously slashed at all the ghosts.
The roar of the sword continued, and the sword energy soaring into the sky immediately defeated the ghosts from all directions and scattered them.
Zhang Waner's complexion changed slightly, her smile suddenly condensed, and an ancient remnant treasure called the Heartbreaker quietly appeared in her hand.
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The broken ancient sword in Wu Tao's hand was rusty and had a section broken, but the sword energy was unparalleled and extremely strong, so it must be a very powerful broken treasure.
After weighing the pros and cons, and seeing that there was no benefit to be gained, Zhang Waner cast the light-escape spell without any hesitation, backed away, and sped away.
Before she left, she said something from a distance: "Under the leadership of the two saints Su Shi and Lu Yi, your sect has gathered more than thirty people. They have already had conflicts with the Hanshui True Spirit Sect and our Heavenly Magic Sect.
There were several conflicts.”
"Although there are victories and defeats, it is rumored that your sect has obtained dozens of top-level spiritual materials, treasures, etc., countless spiritual stones, and it is said that there are also several ancient relics..."
When Wu Tao heard this, he stood there and did not pursue Zhang Waner. He was silent for a while, then turned and left.
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For some unknown reason, Zhang Waner, who came back again, looked at Wu Tao's back as he left, and smiled sweetly, with a trace of inexplicable meaning in his eyes, and disappeared out of thin air.
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The other side.
After receiving this important news, Wu Tao rushed to his senior brothers as quickly as possible.
However, things in this world do not always go according to one's wishes. Often, whatever you want to accomplish, you cannot accomplish it due to various reasons.
Wu Tao encountered another trouble along the way and wasted a lot of time.
Wu Tao suddenly heard faint thunder in the southwest. He raised his head and looked up. The blue sky was thousands of miles away and the sun was high. There was no sign of a change in the sky.
However, the thunder was rolling and getting louder and louder. Wu Tao followed the sound and saw bursts of smoke and dust suddenly rising from the northwest and south...
Wu Tao, who had already seen the scene of the migration of monster beasts, secretly screamed, it seemed that a large number of monster beasts were running towards here.
I have to leave quickly, otherwise I won't be able to leave.
The dust rolled up in the wind, covering the sky and the sun.
Suddenly, from the dust in the sky, a huge monster beast ran out, then a second one, a third one... Thousands of monster beasts all appeared in an instant.
The sound of thousands of monsters stamping on the ground was like a thunderstorm, causing the ground to shake.
Wu Tao, who looked back, saw this and ran faster, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
However, this also delayed Wu Tao a lot of time. After all, he had to go around a long way to get there.
But no matter what, it's better than being trampled into a pulp by monsters.
At this time, there are only two or three days before the Poseidon Ruins are closed. The monks from the Taiyi Immortal Sect, the Hanshui True Spirit Sect, and the Heavenly Magic Sect will inevitably fall into the final madness during this time period.
They will tacitly agree with each other and start ruthless hunting, competing for the training resources in the hands of others.
At this time, the only ones who can be trusted are the fellow disciples of the sect, so the most important thing is to gather together with the fellow disciples.
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When Wu Tao was waiting for him to arrive at the "entrance and exit" of the Poseidon Ruins, there was already chaos there.
Wu Tao looked in at the "entrance and exit" and saw that one or two hundred people were having a big chaos here.
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Fighting, magic weapons, magic weapons, spells, secret treasures, etc., all were dealt with at once.
The monks from the Taiyi Immortal Sect, the Hanshui True Spirit Sect, and the Heavenly Magic Sect are fighting each other. The situation is chaotic and bloody.
The cry of killing resounded throughout the sky...
puff!
puff!
Screams rang out one after another, blood rained all over the sky, and there were one or two hundred people in the field, all of them fighting in a selfless and crazy manner.
The day the monks entered the world of immortality, they all knew a truth: there is no grudge between life and death, only the difference between strength and weakness.
Therefore, everyone has no psychological burden when killing others.
Heads flew into the sky, and more and more corpses were piled underground. Many places were dyed blood red.
A mess of mutilated corpses fell to the ground.
After Wu Tao arrived, he naturally helped his fellow disciples from the Taiyi Immortal Sect to deal with the enemies in front of them.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Tragic sounds floated in the air, and the strong smell of blood filled the surroundings.
Wu Tao, who was rushing at the front, took the lead, holding a broken ancient sword and flying into the enemy's camp with a cold face.
Before he arrived, the broken ancient sword in his hand shone with a cold light, and the sword energy flew in the air.
Immediately, blood spattered everywhere, and three or four corpses fell to the ground.
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The reaction speed of the opposing camp was not slow at all. A master of the powerful demonic body from the Heavenly Magic Sect became furious when he saw this. He jumped up and flew up.
A fist was thrown out, and the wind was howling and freezing, causing pain on the cheek from a long distance away.
Wu Tao's face was calm, and he regarded the iron fist as if it was nothing. But when the fist came close, he tilted his head, letting his long hair fly in the air by the wind of the fist. From the beginning to the end, there was no expression on his face.
Not the slightest change.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
This master of the Heavenly Magic Sect seemed to have been greatly humiliated when he saw this. His rough face turned red, and he suddenly pulled away and kicked out. The wind in his legs was fierce and the energy exploded and roared, and the devilish energy rose into the sky.
Groan!
Wu Tao shouted loudly, swung his sword and slashed. A sword cry sounded from the broken ancient sword, and the sword energy on the sword shone like a sword.
clang!
This master of the Heavenly Magic Sect was not a vegetarian either. He wore hard magic armor all over his body, and when the two of them staggered and attacked continuously, they made loud collision sounds.
"Go to hell!"
The blow was indistinguishable, so Wu Tao struck back with another sword, intending to cut his opponent in half.
clang!
The sword energy spread in all directions, and there was another shocking loud noise. The masters of the Heavenly Magic Sect were also not slow to respond, and Wu Tao did not take advantage at all.
Not to mention that Wu Tao was in a tough fight, the situation of the other monks in the field was similar, fighting with their respective opponents.
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Spells, spells, and treasures collided with each other with endless banging sounds, sparks flying, roars, and fighting spirit surging.
In the cruel and bloody battlefield, the opportunity to control life and death only exists in the blink of an eye.
After hundreds of fierce battles, Wu Tao finally caught the only flaw exposed by this master of the Heavenly Magic Sect.
Wu Tao's body was swaying and had already passed by the master of the Heavenly Magic Sect. Just as the two of them passed each other, a scream came from the master of the Heavenly Magic Sect.
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issued in.
The next moment, a huge wound opened up on the chest and abdomen of this Heavenly Magic Sect master. His body went limp and he fell to the cold ground...
Wu Tao's outstanding performance attracted the attention of Feng Ji, one of the Seven Demon Lords, the leader of the Heavenly Magic Sect.
Vaguely, a trace of fluctuation appeared in his eyes.
Sometimes Su's combat power is no more than this. Even though he is one of the nine great saints of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, he is just a brilliant formation mage.
Su Shi is a guy who has more than enough self-preservation but not enough aggression, so he can't cause much trouble.
What's more, at this moment, he was still fighting with Lu Shaoyou of Hanshui Zhenling Sect, and he couldn't take action at all.
Lu Yi, who is also one of the Nine Holy Sons, is having a fierce battle with An Zhengyi, the twelve great Shui Lords of Hanshui True Spirit Sect, and does not pose a threat for the time being.
On the other hand, this guy who appeared suddenly is a bit troublesome. He has a high level of swordsmanship and unfathomable fighting power.
Of course, what really frightened Fengji was the special charm of this person's moves, which seemed to have touched the embryonic form of pseudo-supernatural powers.
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The three parties are fighting in a melee, and our top combat powers are restraining each other. This guy suddenly appears, but it may change the existing situation and be detrimental to our magic sect.
It is really a pity that such top talents do not belong to our Heavenly Magic Sect.
What's more, the reward price offered by Master Zheng Qianqiu for this man's head is really not low!
You can get benefits, gain favors, and solve crises. Why not do such a thing...
Fengji thought in his mind, and an astonishing murderous aura slowly gathered in his body.
At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Fengji, what are you thinking about? Why are you distracted?"
Wang Ren, one of the twelve Great Water Lords of Hanshui Zhenling Sect, was speaking while holding a five-color stone and suddenly throwing it away.
The five-color stone in his hand is a rare earth-attributed creation treasure.
It is one of the treasures he obtained in his life.
The five-colored stone suddenly turned into five giant mountains of different colors, each of which contained terrifying energy.
Five huge mountains formed a series of formations, trapping Feng Ji within them.
"Hmph, I don't know when Wang Ren had the courage to fight me alone."
Fengji sneered and flicked the scabbard on his waist. The magic knife chirped in the scabbard, making the sound like a ghost crying or a wolf howling, scary and weird.
This sword is a magic weapon from the Ghost God Hong Sect, a major demon sect in ancient times, and is called the "Ghost and God Ultimate Killing Sword".
The Ghostly Killing Sword was harvested from the crystals of the Yin Mountains, burned with the demonic fire of the Nine Netherworlds, and took tens of thousands of souls to forge such a mysterious and terrifying demonic weapon."
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The technique practiced by Feng Ji is one of the most powerful techniques of the Tianmao Sect, Luofu Liuming Demonic Technique.
Fengji used all his strength to exert the Luofu Six Ming Demonic Art, affecting the surrounding environment. In an instant, the rich demonic energy poured down, and a shadow of hell appeared around him.
The ghost-killing sword in Fengji's right hand trembled, and the wailing sounds of countless ghosts immediately spread throughout the countryside.
At the same time, countless evil and terrifying knife shadows gathered above his head, and thousands of knife energies instantly merged into one, forming a pure black and purple sword curtain.
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