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Chapter 1575 Dragon Demon

"This Emperor deserves to be killed!"

On the top of the sacred mountain.

The faces of the five master elders of Moxuan Sect were terrifyingly gloomy.

Listening to the report from Master Ye Qing in the sky, they never thought that the disciples of Moxuan Sect would suffer such heavy losses on the altar.

Most of the disciples of Mo Xuan Sect died.

At the moment, Emperor Tian rushed to around the 800th floor and struck out with a sword that shocked the whole world, leaving behind souls who were killed by the sword one after another. Those who saw it felt numb in their scalps.

The masters below the 800th floor all applauded and were more afraid of Lin Fei than anyone else.

"Elder, seven or eight of the third-level disciples have died, and seven or eight second-level disciples have also lost. I think if this continues, it will have a great impact on the reputation of our Demon Xuan Sect, including those at the top.

The first-level disciples, and even those sects that have always been at odds with us, are vaguely beginning to try Ditian, as if they are going to make us fall into another trap!"

Lord Ye Qing on the other side of the sky was very helpless, and even more so was a hint of fear.

That Ditian is so evil.

From the 600th floor until now, Master Ye Qing has never figured out the method of that sword. It is so mysterious that if you don't touch it personally, you can't experience the feeling at all. In other words, you can't accurately calculate it.

The mystery of swordsmanship comes.

This is also the terrifying thing about Ditian.

As Di Tian appeared across the sky like a black horse, rushing up all the way, the ruler at the 800th level felt a little uneasy in his heart.

If at the beginning, everyone might not care about Lin Fei, who is the kind of person who practices very slowly, there is no one else who is faster than him.

At this time, the opponent, as the overlord, swept all the way.

Everyone who fought fought sacrificed their lives.

The potential master arranged by Moxuanzong also suffered a major blow. Master Ye Qing went from being arrogant and arrogant at the beginning to helpless and fearful now.

This is something that Lord Ye Qing really doesn't want to accept.

That guy is about to kill him.

In case of God's death, Lord Ye Qing was not sure.

This sword is so powerful. Who knows what kind of killing move will come next. At this time, Ditian's whole body was blocked by a mysterious veil.

In desperation, Master Ye Qing could only report the situation. In fact, he wanted the elders to come up with a solution.

"Ye Qing, you are the potential master of Demon Xuan Sect. Looking at you now, you are sighing and frowning. Do you really think that Di Tian is invincible?" Master Fang Xu's voice was unusually cold, and the air temperature dropped instantly.

The disciples of Moxuan Sect are constantly losing their lives at the altar, and they know it very well.

Whenever a potential master of Moxuan Sect is lost, the five master elders' hearts bleed, regretting that they did not stop that guy from entering the altar immediately, otherwise this situation would not have happened.

Fang Xu opened his mouth to curse, also venting the anger in his heart.

With so many people unable to win even one Emperor Tian, ​​where should Mo Xuan Sect put its face? Now the remaining seven sects are starting to make moves.

Anyone would like to weaken Mo Xuan Sect's strength. They would like Di Tian to kill all of their people, and it is best not to leave any one behind.

Relying on the numerical advantage, after dozens of years of chaos, Mo Xuan Sect's strength will definitely become the lowest among the eight major sects.

"Elder Fang, you can't blame Ye Qing for this. We can only blame Di Tian for being too cunning and hiding his secrets. Everyone was deceived by him!" said an elder from the Demon Xuan Sect.

"Ye Qing's words are actually correct. Those first-class sects below are laughing at our jokes right now. This matter of Di Tian must be resolved!" Another elder said.

"What you said is nice, Ditian is not a cat or a dog now. If we want to get rid of him, our Demon Xuan Sect has already paid a heavy price. Is it possible that the disciples of the second stage will also be lost in it? If that really happens, we will

I'm afraid Mo Xuan Sect will be distanced by them next, and the distance will still be irreparable. If the elders of the sect know this result, we can all be sent to the battlefield to atone for our sins!"

As soon as the Moxuan Sect elder spoke, the remaining four elders all changed their expressions, especially the word "battlefield", which was as heavy as a stone and kept irritating them.

You won't go to that battlefield if you take them with you.

If you are not a good elder, who would want to go to that place? Once you go, it is still unknown whether you can come back. They can see it more clearly than anyone else.

Lord Ye Qing over there couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and said to himself, "Ditian, Ditian, you have tormented our five elders of Moxuan Sect to death!"

Lord Ye Qing did not dare to speak.

Not appropriate to say.

I can only wait silently.

"Report!!!"

Outside the hall, a master hurriedly came in.

"go out!"

boom!!!

Lord Fang Xu shouted loudly and flew the incoming Lord away.

"Didn't I say that you are not allowed to come in without our permission?" Master Fang Xu's voice was cold.

"Fellow Daoist Fang Xu, you have a very bad temper. Isn't it a big deal for me to come to see you? Or do you think I am an unknown person and not worthy of being informed?"

At the door of the hall, a black-robed master appeared, speaking in a strange and sinister tone.

"Dragon Yaozi, why are you here!"

Master Fang Xu stood up and stared at the opponent.

Several other masters also stood up one after another, their eyes fell on the black-robed master, and their expressions became serious.

"Hey, your Demon Xuan Sect's strongest disciple, Black Saint Lord, is about to marry our Wan Yao Sect's Fairy Usha, who is our Wan Yao Sect's uncle. I heard that your Demon Xuan Sect was raped by a Lin Fei on the altar.

Powerful enemy, I came here specifically to take a look!" The black-robed master was full of demonic aura, with a long tail behind him, covered with black scales, swaying constantly.

None of the five of them dared to look down upon this black-robed master, because the Ten Thousand Demons Sect was also one of the eight major sects, and the relationship between the two was not bad.

The strongest disciples of the two sects are about to join forces, and their relationship will soon become even closer.

People from Mo Xuan Sect don't like Wan Yao Sect very much.

For example, the dragon demon in front of me is a person with dragon veins, but his birth was not good. He can be regarded as an illegitimate child of the dragon clan and was excluded from the dragon clan.

It's just that Long Yaozi inherited a powerful bloodline and practiced extremely fast. He was secretly summoned by his powerful father. No one in the Ten Thousand Demon Sect dared to look down on this Dragon Yaozi. After all, that one was a member of the Dragon Clan.

A strong man who is the Dragon King.

Mo Xuan Sect has been suffering losses recently, and everyone has noticed.

When Long Yaozi came to the door, the five of them were not thinking about this, but about another thing.

They looked at each other.

Does the Wan Yao Sect know Lin Fei's origin? If that is the case, today's communication will not be easy. The Wan Yao Sect is not that easy to talk to. Even if the two sects are connected, they will still fight for the benefits that should be fought for.

"Aren't you going to invite me in to sit down?" Long Yaozi smiled half-heartedly. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!

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