Chapter 396 Please join me for a chat!
"So, what do you want?" Qin Mo didn't want to just talk.
The people from the Blood Evil Sect and the Devil Desire Sect were stunned.
Even though Qin Mo is only at the fourth level of Earthly Immortal and looks easy to bully, in recent times, he has successively killed the three leaders of the Blood Curse Sect, the Blood Evil Sect, and the Demonic Desire Sect.
How could they contend with this?
Seeing this, Yan Bing knew that it was his turn to take the stage, and said in a deep voice: "Chen Feng, you said that Lu Fang and Batian ambushed you, do you have any evidence?"
"No." Qin Mo shook his head.
"Lu Fang and Batian died at your hands, but is that true?" Yan Bing asked.
"yes."
Qin Mo sneered in his heart.
"Since you have admitted the fact of murder and cannot prove your innocence, then according to the rules of our demonic sect, this account must be held against you. Do you have any objection?" Yan Bing looked down at him.
That kind of inherent arrogance made Qin Mo very unhappy.
"Yeah?"
Qin Mo smiled, "I remember there is another rule in the Demonic Path."
"What rules?" Yan Bing was somewhat disdainful of Qin Mo's pretending to be calm, and sneered in his heart: "Do you really think it's great to have a mid-grade magic weapon?"
He has it too!
"According to the rules of the magic world, since both sides insist on their own opinions and no one has any evidence, let's just have a fight and let strength speak for itself. Whoever wins has the right words." Qin Mo said.
"Are you going to fight to the death with the Blood Evil Sect and the Demonic Desire Sect?" Yan Bing sneered.
He really knows how to pick on the weak.
"No," Qin Mo shook his head, "I want to fight you. If I win, the Purgatory Demon Sect cannot interfere with my revenge on the Blood Demon Sect and the Devil Desire Sect."
"Fight me?"
Yan Bing was really irritated by Qin Mo's arrogance, and his eyes turned cold, "What if you lose?"
"Of course, I will leave it to the Purgatory Demon Sect to deal with it."
"good!"
Yan Bing was afraid that Qin Mo would go back on his word, "I accept this fight, and I will do as you say."
Boom~~~
The onlookers were in an uproar.
"This Chen Feng, is he crazy? How dare he challenge Elder Yan Bing to a duel?"
In the Purgatory Sect,
As a law enforcement elder, Yan Bing also has a nickname - King Yama.
The name "King Yama" is not only feared by the Purgatory Demon Sect, but also a dreaded existence in the entire Purgatory Mountains.
"Crazy, really crazy..." Someone shook his head and sighed.
“Hehe~~~”
When Elder Zhou of the Blood Demon Sect heard that Qin Mo was actually going to fight Elder Yan Bing, he laughed so hard that tears almost came out of his eyes, "You really overestimate your own abilities."
Qin Mo was seeking death, so he was naturally happy to see it happen.
"I think there is someone who has something to hide. He wants to take advantage of the fight with Elder Yan to back off and accept punishment. He really doesn't know his place." The speaker was an elder of the Demonic Desire Sect.
As a lackey of the Purgatory Demon Sect,
At this time, they must of course stand firm and cheer for Elder Yan Bing.
"metropolitan……"
The Yinmo Sect disciples, led by Shi Hanfeng, were full of worry.
They and Qin Mo share the same fate. Once Qin Mo is captured by the Purgatory Demon Sect, the next moment, the Yin Demon Sect will be devoured alive by the surrounding wolves.
But there is no savior anymore.
Qin Mo, the focus of the whole audience, was the calmest. He summoned the twelve demon gods and set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods Array in the air. He said to Yan Bing, "Elder Yan, please come in!"
As the weaker party, Qin Mo must of course give full play to the advantages of the weak. At the same time, he took advantage of Yan Bing's arrogance, took the initiative to deploy the formation, and lured the enemy into a trap.
"Huh?"
Shi Hanfeng and others who had seen the Demon God were all surprised.
Not only did the original six demons become twelve, but the cultivation level of each demon also soared from the first level of earthly immortal to the second level of earthly immortal, and their aura was obviously enhanced a lot.
In my heart,
A glimmer of hope actually arose, "Maybe, the Sect Master can really win?"
"Hey!"
The elders of the Blood Evil Sect and the Demonic Desire Sect, who knew the inside story, were even more confused. They finally understood why their sect leader had died at the hands of Chen Feng.
The death was not unjust!
Even so, they are still full of confidence in Elder Yan Bing. How can the huge gap between earthly immortals and true immortals be bridged by numbers?
Chen Feng,
It's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!
As for those demons who were watching the battle from the outside, their eyes flickered.
If nothing else,
With these twelve demon gods alone, the Yinmo Sect is enough to dominate among the second-rate sects in the Purgatory Mountains.
Fortunately, Chen Feng offended the Purgatory Demon Sect.
Some of them were even more astute and had already vaguely linked the existence of these twelve demon gods to the sudden suppression of the Yin Demon Sect by the Purgatory Demon Sect.
Sneered in his heart.
Although they saw through the crude tricks of the Purgatory Demon Sect, they were helpless.
To Chen Feng,
For no reason, I felt a trace of sympathy.
"Interesting." Yan Bing was of course proud, and with a thought, he summoned a purple magic sword, which was his famous magic weapon, the eighth-rank flying sword - Purple Lightning.
The sword body flashed with electric light, and the devilish flame was restrained.
Coincidentally, the main practice of the Purgatory Demon Sect is also the Thunder Dao Kung Fu.
Qin Mo's eyes focused. This was the second eighth-rank flying sword he had seen. The other one was Taoist Qingping's natal flying sword - the Qingping Sword.
"It's over!"
When Yan Bing summoned out the Purple Lightning Sword right from the start, everyone present knew that there would be no more surprises in this fight - Chen Feng was dead!
The combination of a true immortal and a mid-grade magic weapon is not as simple as one plus one. How can it be dealt with by just any weird formation?
Unless Qin Mo can take out a top-grade magic weapon, even if it's just a mid-grade magic weapon, there's nothing we can do.
Shi Hanfeng and the others looked ashen.
"Watch me break your formation!"
Yan Bing is also a skilled and courageous man. He flies on a sword and takes the initiative to throw himself into the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons.
Without Qin Mo's orders, the twelve demon gods who were connected to his mind immediately launched a large formation. For a moment, demonic flames were surging and black clouds were rolling, blocking the view of outsiders.
The onlookers could not see what was happening inside the formation, they could only hear the roar from the demon.
Occasionally, you can see purple sword lights flashing.
"Guess how long it will take Elder Yan Bing to break the formation?" Elder Zhou of the Blood Evil Sect was even in the mood to make a bet. He was also the elder with the highest cultivation level among all the elders of the Blood Evil Sect, at the fourth level of Earthly Immortal.
With Lu Fang's death, Elder Zhou has become the strongest contender for the next leader of the Blood Evil Sect, so he will naturally perform even harder.
"In my opinion, this formation will be broken in three quarters of an hour at most!" Elder Guo of the Demonic Desire Sect agreed with a smile.
His situation in the Devil's Desire Gate,
It was almost exactly the same as what happened to Elder Zhou in the Blood Evil Sect.
"Three quarters of an hour?"
Elder Zhou shook his head, "A quarter of an hour at most."
As he spoke, Elder Zhou gave Qin Mo a deliberately provocative look.
"Hahaha!!!"
The two men's flattery made the Yinsha Sect disciples on the opposite side so angry that they gritted their teeth, but they didn't dare to say anything.
How could Qin Mo pay attention to these jumping clowns? Seeing Yan Bing being arrogant and taking the initiative to join the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, he felt relieved.
Yan Bing probably never dreamed that this time he would embark on a path of no return.
After the advancement, the Twelve Demon Gods were able to trap ordinary True Immortals like Yan Bing with the help of the superb formation called the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.
Yan Bing, who was in the formation, no longer felt as relaxed as before. As soon as he came in, he found that he had seriously underestimated the power of this formation.
The demon gods seemed to be only at the second level of Earthly Immortal, but when the formation was truly operational, each demon god exuded an ancient and distant aura, like an abyss.
The most terrifying thing is,
The twelve auras are connected to each other, making them even more unpredictable.
The Purple Lightning Demon Sword in Yan Bing's hand had now transformed into more than a hundred purple sword lights, like dragons, wandering around in the formation with murderous intent.
But the twelve demon gods were clearly right in front of him, and when he struck with the sword, it seemed as if he had struck into empty space.
Soft.
Once the formation was completed, it seemed like a space of its own, boundless and limitless.
Yan Bing suddenly became restrained. Not only were his attacks ineffective, but he also had to guard against attacks from the void. Often, a seemingly easy punch from the demon god would turn into a meteorite flying down from the starry sky.
Even the stars.
Yan Bing had never seen such an unpredictable formation, and he already felt a little regretful.
A quarter of an hour...
One hour...
Two full hours had passed, and the devilish flames were still raging in the sky, with no signs of dissipating.
Elder Zhou and Elder Guo, who had been in the mood to make jokes before, were now all silent, staring intently at the battle in the sky, and looking at Qin Mo with more and more fear.
“Almost there!”
Feeling Yan Bing's fatigue, Qin Mo finally used his real killer move. With a thought, Ji Hu turned into a stream of light and flew into the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.
"This is……?"
Everyone only felt a flash before their eyes and did not see Ji Huo's face clearly.
"Demon spirit?"
However, he was also sensitive and could faintly smell a hint of evil in the air.
But there was no fuss.
The Yinmo Sect is famous for controlling demons. It is not surprising that Qin Mo, as the leader of the Yinmo Sect, has a demon beast.
only,
What role can ordinary monsters play in such a war?
They naturally didn't know how shocked Yan Bing, who was trapped in the Dutian Shensha formation, was when he saw Ji Huo suddenly appear, "Really, a real immortal-level demon?"
When he looked at the thing in Ji Huo's hand again, his mind sank to the bottom of the sea, "Middle-grade magic weapon..."
Yan Bing never expected that the mid-grade magic weapon he had been guarding against would appear in such a form. He originally thought that Qin Mo would take action personally.
If that were the case, he would have the opportunity to hold Qin Mo hostage and break out of the formation.
But now...
"Yan Bing, right?"
Ji Huo, who was finally able to take a breath, was holding the double dragon scissors given by his master, and he was quite calm. "How dare someone like you challenge my master? There are no less than five true immortals who have died at the hands of my master."
"Master? You, you are Chen Feng's mount...?"
Yan Bing was really shocked.
He originally thought that Chen Feng was colluding with the demon clan, but he never imagined that the two would have such a relationship. A thousand alpaca horses were galloping through his heart.
"Chen Feng, what kind of great opportunity did you get in the South Sea Immortal Palace?"
Isn't this harmful?!
As for what Ji Huo said next, Yan Bing didn't believe it at all.
Who are you trying to fool by killing five true immortals?
