One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, a total of nine black mist gradually expanded, and finally turned into nine figures, they flashed rapidly, surrounding the three of them.

Mo Zhiyu, Luo Bingqian, and Luo Yiying each clenched their weapons and leaned back to back.

The swirling black mist released a powerful coercion, which Wei Ya could no longer block with any formation, and the three people on the side of the Xianhua Alliance could only release their own realm coercion together, so that they could barely resist it.

The powerful coercion not only oppresses the bodies of the three people, but also oppresses the souls of the three people, under such oppression, the spirit has been tense, and any emotions must explode strongly.

"What are these things?!"

Luo Bingqian roared loudly, shouting out the doubts and fears in her heart, and her own coercion swelled even more with this roar.

"It's the surviving man!" Luo Yiying also roared loudly, responding to Luo Bingqian's doubts. But his face was tense, and his nerves seemed to be tense in a line.

"Wait!" As the strongest person in the realm, Mo Zhiyu was a little more relaxed, he was shocked for a moment, and shouted, "The word 'surviving' is used here?!" ”

"It's the surviving ones!" Luo Yiying roared in response, "Will die but not die, wandering in the way of Huangquan, not entering reincarnation, never being reborn!" ”

As the words "Never Transcendent" fell, these black shadows erupted in unison, and powerful coercion pressed them, and at the same time, these figures flickered, flashing in a neat and uniform posture, this posture will make any military cultivator feel familiar, because this posture is the posture of holding a sword!

After the sword, it's time to swing the sword!

A more powerful sword momentum burst out at this moment, these people's yuan power is not consistent, but it makes the power of this sword momentum surprisingly consistent, and this sword momentum also makes Mo Zhiyu and Luo Bingqian extremely familiar, because this sword momentum is-

"A sword in the sky!"

Mo Zhiyu roared, and he didn't care about being unified with Luo Bingqian and Luo Yiying, he replaced the ink knife with the Tian'a Sword, and with the sword intent of the Tian'a Sword, "when it is strong, it will be strong", and in an instant, he also swung a move "Burning Sky Sword", this sword rotated at 360 degrees and swung it in an instant, forcibly devouring this circle of "Liaotian Sword".

Under this sword block, Mo Zhiyu was almost exhausted, he gasped for breath, and used "Chaos Domineering Qi" to quickly recover his physical strength and Yuan Force. Fortunately, after this sword, these figures also fell into the accumulation period of moves, and they did not use the next move one after another, giving the three people on the Xianhua Alliance's side a breathing room.

"Why do these people 'burn the sky'?" Luo Bingqian's face was pale, and she was no longer surprised, but panicked. Although these were the moves of her own sect, judging from the power just now, it was a power that she had never seen in her life, and even the current mountain chief Wuyan had not been able to use such power.

This familiar thing made her feel even more uneasy.

Luo Yiying on the side swallowed a mouthful of saliva because of nervousness, inexplicably a little at a loss, a little weak, he said hesitantly: "They are...... They are ......"

"They were the victims of the 'Battle of the East China Sea' back then! They are the ten apprentices who Yue Fenghua did not go back! ”

A voice suddenly sounded in this "starry sky", this voice was unhurried, revealing indifference, and mockery.

Mo Zhiyu suddenly became vigilant, he felt that this voice was extremely familiar, as if he had heard it a long time ago, and then as this voice fell, a new shadow appeared in front of the three of them.

This new shadow was not black, but a mist of purple and gold, and the light of the moon floated from the depths of the "starry sky", a strange moonlight.

This shadow gave people an extremely familiar feeling, and Mo Zhiyu immediately remembered who this shadow was, because this feeling made him extremely impressed, because he had fought against this power, just above Heavenly Sword Mountain!

"Uncle?" Mo Zhiyu roared out at once, his face full of surprise.

It was also at this time that this shadow finally revealed its true body, and it was the Moon Fall City!

At this time, the moon fell into the city was still wearing a moon-white Luo skirt with black ornaments, and the eyes were still covered by a white veil, but behind the white veil there was a pair of blood-red points of light.

This look is extremely weird, even weirder than what Mo Zhiyu saw in the inner world of Heavenly Sword Mountain back then.

Mo Zhiyu never expected to meet Moon Fall City here. He remembered that when Yue Chengcheng and his master Mu Yingfeng defected from Tianjian Mountain, they were picked up by the evil sect, why did they appear here?

He suddenly had a bad guess. All along, he thought that this Extreme Abyss Poisonous Mist had something to do with the Protoss, so it should have something to do with the Hongtian Sect, and he never thought that the Evil Sect would be contaminated with this matter. Or is it that the poisonous fog of the extreme abyss has always been actually the work of the evil sect?

He suddenly remembered that in the legends of the secular world, the base camp of the evil sect was in the depths of the desert, and the depths of the desert were the west of the Western Continent, and the west of the Western Continent was the "Western Pole Abyss", which was the "Land of the Extreme Abyss", the former "Nine Shadows", and the source of the "Extreme Abyss Poisonous Mist"!

Could it be that they are now in the depths of that East China Sea seal?

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At the same time, in the command post inside the Great Wall, the representatives of the various sects of the Xianhua Alliance were already dead, and the people who had traveled to the East China Sea had almost been wiped out, leaving only three people with the highest realm. However, now, even the Yun family's array cultivators could not search for traces of these three people, and could only detect their faint Yuan Force aura, proving that they were not dead yet.

This also means that if the aura of the Yuan Force of these three people is cut off, this trip to the East China Sea will be a complete failure, and the entire army will be annihilated.

There is no survivor, and this result is even more tragic than the "Battle of the East China Sea" that year.

At this time, the signal tower of the Great Wall sent out a strong signal, and rows of military trumpets sounded, which was the horn sound of the monster launching a huge attack.

Cheng Qixue ran to the window at once, only to see that under this hazy sky, countless monsters poured out of the dark ocean. These monsters are faster and more powerful, they rush towards the Great Wall, and they don't even care about their companions, they just trample on some weak monsters, crush these monsters into meat sauce, and they are indomitable.

"Report !!!" A herald rushed into the command post in a hurry, not even bothering about the basic runic flag message, just reporting the highest battle report:

"The Abyss Rift has expanded again!"

(End of chapter)