"Master, aren't we going to take action yet?" In the hall, a man in black who was close to the man from the Netherworld couldn't help but say as he looked at the battle outside.

At this moment, the battle outside the hall was even more tragic, the number of people on both sides of the battle was reduced by half, and the entire battlefield was much empty.

Every minute and every second, a large number of corpses are spread on the ground, and there are already a thick layer of corpses on the ground.

However, the battle did not mean to stop at all. Both sides had their eyes red, and they were very stunning to kill each other because they had their own thoughts.

In the minds of players, this battle is an opportunity for their rise, an opportunity to change the times when you step on your NPC.

But those resisting NPCs are to protect and protect this home, because they know that once they are defeated, they will have no place to gain a foothold.

"People from other worlds are people from other worlds, a group of ungrateful wolves who are not well-fed. If it weren't for the Yin-Yang Sect, how could you have what you are today? You should have done such things that are not tolerated by nature at this time, and you should have died."

"Kill all these ungrateful wolves and never let them succeed."

Similar roars kept ringing, but they became ridiculous and childish jokes in the ears of players.

Because, NPC doesn't understand, they don't understand the players' hearts.

"Haha, are you yelling unwillingly before you die? It's a pity that you all want to die. This is your destiny."

"This is your destiny. Your existence is to serve as a stepping stone for us. You are originally fictional."

The arrogant laughter of players continued to echo on the battlefield. Although there were fewer and fewer players, the momentum was not diminished at all. The number of players decreased, while the number of npcs decreased by most.

Moreover, players are not afraid of death.

The players' voices are so arrogant, but NPC cannot be angry or angry when they hear them. At this moment, there is only one voice in their hearts. This is your destiny, and you are all fictional.

Such voices kept echoing in their hearts, and at this moment they were confused.

And feeling the players' growing momentum, their fighting spirit is not that strong.

Because their companions are getting fewer and fewer.

Their confidence was also destroyed little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little. Most importantly, their masters and sects did not appear, and these people were inevitably disappointed.

"Why haven't the head sect appeared yet? Do you want to watch us die? Do you want to see the destruction of the sect?"

"Has the head given up on us? Why is this happening? Why is this happening? The head teaches you how to speak."

As the players became more and more fierce and desperate attacks, some people were finally scared. They also discovered that their companions were getting fewer and fewer. Although the players were of low level, players were not afraid of death at all. Under the desperate attacks, the NPCs finally began to ask for help.

But no one responded to them at this moment.

However, the player's offensive became increasingly fierce.

"How long will it take for people outside to come back?" The man from Netherworld who was staring at the outside, who had a disfigured journey outside, finally spoke.

"The staff is too scattered, we are not prepared at all. It will take at least an hour for them to come back."

"One hour is too slow." The man from Netherworld said softly, his face did not change at all, and he could not see any expression at all.

"Teacher, let's do it. If this continues, the disciples can't hold on anymore. These traitors must be killed as soon as possible."

"Take it, if the disciples outside cannot come back and restrain these traitors, it will be very unfavorable for us once they take action." The man from Netherworld said hesitantly.

"Can these traitors still affect us?" One of the men in black had a proud tone and sarcastic expression, obviously not looking down on these players.

"Did you see those people? Once the fight starts, this traitor Xie is not strong, but he is a life-threatening disturbance. It is not easy to win." Youming sighed and pointed at the Dispelling Line.

Knowing that at this moment, the group of black-clad talents in the hall faced the Disillusion and the Blade. Originally, they only focused on the battle in the field and ignored the people on the outside.

Now that I look carefully, I find this group of masters in the Mahayana stage!

"The head coach takes care of them, their number is obviously not large, and they are not our opponents at all."

"They are people from the Great Demon Sect." said the man from the Netherworld.

Hearing the words of Master Gun Nether, everyone in the hall asked in confusion: "May the Great Demon Sect be that the illusion is coming."

"The Disillusion is coming. Although this person is well concealed and you can't feel it, I have the Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Ghost and God Indestructible Body, but I can sense the familiar aura. If it is not bad as expected, this person must be the Wuji Demon Lord. I just don't know what method to use to hide the breath." The man from the Netherworld sneered and continued: "He dares to lead so many people and appear blatantly in my Yin-Yang Sect, so he must have some support."

"What."

"He is the Wuji Demon Lord."

"How is it possible? He is obviously the aura of a person from another world."

"Yes, the head teacher is right."

After hearing the words of Master Youming, everyone was shocked, and the hall was in chaos for a moment.

"Hmph, how could I be wrong? You all know that by turning the Nirvana body of the Heavenly Corpse into instinct and triggering the Nine-Turn Yin and Yang Ghosts and Gods indestructible bodies, you have special abilities to sense the breath of special physiques. How can I sense the breath of Wuji Demon Lord?

Master Youming was very dissatisfied with everyone's doubts and snorted and analyzed.

"Will that be so? The Wuji Demon Lord has passed on his physique as well?"

"Although the physique can be inherited, the breath of the Wuji Demon Lord in the immortal body of the true demon is unable to change.

Others may not feel it, but they can't hide it from me.

I originally felt that the death of Wuji Demon Lord was too strange, but I didn’t expect that he used this trick to replace the pillar!

However, it was really strange how he changed his breath." The man from Netherworld said, with a little confused voice.

"So what if that is the case? We have the advantage of numbers. So what if he has a conspiracy? How big can hesitate to make a wave in the face of absolute strength? The head teacher should not hesitate."

"Yes, the head teacher will give the order, otherwise those disciples will die."

But Youming was indifferent. He always felt something was wrong in his heart. This was a kind of intuition.

However, what the subordinates said was right. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are false.

So, he frowned and nodded, "Okay, then everyone must be careful and solve them as quickly as possible to avoid accidents."

"Yes, honor the order of the head."

The man from Netherworld nodded and flew out of the hall first, but he was still a little uneasy.

"Hmph, it finally appears, brothers are ready." As soon as the Netherworld left the hall, the Disillusion came to notice.

"Everyone remember to kill them as much as possible. Before the first death, they must be treated as the maximum casualties and weakened their strength as much as possible."

"Yes, the head teacher."

In the Netherworld, the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect finally raised their fighting spirit and shouted wildly.

"Brothers cheer up, the head is here, the end of these traitors has arrived, kill them."

For a moment, the morale of the Yin-Yang Sect NPC, which was depressed, suddenly shook, and shouted that it was shocking and launched a fierce counterattack.

"Brother Yin and Yang, remember to fight and let your people make as mess with them as possible."

Looking at the Netherworld and his roster, Fantasy Land was not worried at all, because each of them carried two substitutes, which could replace them with two deaths.

"Brother Huan, don't worry, then, my people will definitely make them busy." Yin and Yang did not do anything, knowing that the critical moment was coming, and he said confidently.

"Very good." Huanpo Lin nodded, and the momentum was released, and the players around him suddenly felt extremely depressed.

"Brothers, we're here to take action, and we'll play with the big bosses of the Yin-Yang Sect and kill them." Then, Fantasy issued an order and responded to Youming and his party.

"So brave, he is so arrogant, take action." Master Guardian shouted angrily and took action first.

Yin and Yang Conquering Heaven.

The Netherworld Zhuxian Sword Qi.

The dark body suddenly emitted a thick black ghost aura, and a gloomy and suppressed momentum, and was immediately released. A black flying sword, like a dragon in hell, stabbed towards the illusion with the roaring momentum of ghosts and gods.

"The Wuji Demon Lord has changed his good skin. He actually offended my Yin-Yang Sect. Are you going to die?" The war broke out, and the man from the Netherworld shouted angrily, directly pointing out the true body of the illusion.

The Supreme Art of Disenchantment and Break the End of Moro, and was about to use the sword energy to fight back, he heard Youming's words and his movements were paused.

‘How is it possible that he saw through it?’

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he was even more shocked.

He really didn't expect that someone would be able to see through his identity.

The battle between masters was a moment, and the moment when the illusion came, the attack from the underworld had arrived.

The Yin-Yang Sect's Netherworld Zhuxian Sword Qi was originally the top-level sword Qi, and Huan Po Lin was even more unprepared. The sword Qi instantly pierced Huan Po Lin's eyebrows and exploded at this moment.

"boom."

The black light exploded like a black sun, and then the black light instantly transformed into countless sword energy, piercing the illusioned body.

The body of the Disillusion was immediately shattered by the sword energy, and there was no residue left.

The Yin-Yang Sect was killed in one blow, and the NPC of the Yin-Yang Sect suddenly went crazy.

"The headmaster is mighty."

Facing this prominent scene, no one expected it, and the angry shout before Youming made many people lose their minds.

The more the Mahayana masters of the Yin-Yang Sect did not stop, and rushed towards the masters of the Great Demon Sect. As for the death of the Illusion, these masters of the Great Demon Sect did not seem to have any reaction, and they faced the masters of the Yin-Yang Sect without any reflection.

The man from Netherworld frowned when he hit his hand.

Although he killed the Wuji Demon Lord, he could still sense the special aura, and the people from the Great Demon Sect reported it very abnormally.
Chapter completed!