Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"All sects, heed my orders." Give up on intercepting the ordinary disciples of the Heavenly Extreme Hall below, and pull out ten more people from each sect.    

Seemingly not wanting to make the relationship too tense, the Old Devil Yang Hun explained.    

Indeed, the current them could not do anything to Mo Lin who had used the "True Dragon Secret Technique", but as long as they could persevere until Mo Lin's technique ended, the Devil Sect would definitely reap the fruits of their victory in this battle.    

After killing the Heavenly Extreme Hall, the remaining righteous forces found it even more difficult to resist their combined attack, and they were going to suffer a crushing defeat.    

The Devil Sect will completely establish their victory.    

The seven of them gave up on thinking about killing Mo Lin, and focused entirely on dodging Mo Lin's attacks, and using all their strength to delay the battle.    

"Old man, once the duration of the secret technique is over, let's see how you will still show off!"    

Two Old Men of Soul Devouring's face revealed a trace of malice. As the elders of the Devil Essence Sect King Realm, their status was noble and they had always been pampered. It was unknown how long it had been since they were so miserable today.    

As if they were moths to a flame, thirty to forty Demon Sect Void Stage Martial Cultivator s charged towards Mo Lin with a trace of grief and indignation.    

When every single Devil Sect Martial Cultivator reached a certain range, they would choose to self-destruct, and use this to delay the amount of time and energy Mo Lin had to expend.    

After this battle, even if the four sects were able to capture Mo Lin and obtain the final victory in the battle, the consumption of the sect's reserves was evidently extremely large, and they would need to recuperate for over ten years before being able to slowly recover.    

"Roar!"    

Seeing that the few old devils wanted to stall for time, Mo Lin's pair of golden dragon eyes once again released an extremely terrifying gaze, and swept towards them like a mind attack, causing them to all retreat.    

The sole of his foot suddenly stepped into the air, and the space beneath his feet instantly ruptured. As if guided by a god, the surrounding elemental energy crazily rushed into the ferocious dragon arm that Mo Lin had raised up.    

The heaven and earth origin energy turned into a golden stream of air that formed around his body like a whirlpool.    

An extremely violent dragon roar resounded throughout the world.    

"Crimson Dragon Heaven Defying Art, Dragon Fist!"    

Accompanying the dragon's roar, an indistinct furious roar came from Mo Lin's mouth as well. Immediately after, a gigantic scarlet-gold dragon head image that was nearly three hundred meters long was swung out by Mo Lin's dragon arm, which was flashing with golden light.    

The dragon silhouette roared, and the dragon claw vibrated violently, striking towards the seven people in front of it.    

Wherever the golden light passed by, the natural Yuan Power would turn incomparably tyrannical. Faced with this golden fist image, which even the regular Later Period of King Stage had no choice but to temporarily dodge, the expressions of the seven of them finally turned from ugly to terrified.    

A fatal aura exploded from the bottom of their hearts.    

"Nether Spirit Lotus!"    

A black Longsword appeared in Old Devil Yang Hun's hands. His expression was extremely solemn, and the Origin Energy on his body exploded outwards with all of his strength. A demonic and flourishing black lotus gathered at the tip of his sword.    

The Old Devil Yin Hun, on the other hand, was hiding behind Yang Hun. The black Devil Qi surged and channeled into the black lotus without restraint, instantly causing the black lotus to seem as if it was alive, and started to spin. Countless lotus petals, each of them lit up with mysterious and unfathomable dao patterns …    

"Shattering Yuan Finger!"    

"Soul-Splitting Fist!"    

"Eclipse Devil Arts!"    

Not only the Two Old Men of Soul Devouring, but at this moment of life and death moment, the other five king realms did not dare to hide their powers anymore. All sorts of high grade spirit artifacts and powerful cultivation techniques were activated, and all of the seven people's might merged together to meet the shocking incoming Dragon Fist.    

The ferocious dragon head in front of the dragon fist spat out a hot and explosive red dragon breath.    

Boom, boom, boom.    

At this moment, the entire sky exploded with thunderous rumbles …    

As the two sides clashed, the golden dragon's head and endless golden flames engulfed the seven figures. With a loud explosion, a terrifying power instantly engulfed the entire battlefield.    

Soon after, the Dragon Fist that was in the sky dimmed a little, and finally dissipated into wisps of golden light. At the same time, the seven King's Realm figures also flew out like cannonballs from the sky, falling down as they vomited out blood.    

Whether it was the few Devil Sect Martial Cultivator s below or the Heavenly Extreme Hall disciples who had set up the Cloud Peak Sword Formation, all of them were sent flying by the aftermath of the explosion.    

Even Ning Chen and Liang Jiuzhou had no choice but to circulate the elemental energy in their bodies, doing their best to resist the powerful battle undulations.    

The Cloud Peak Sword Formation had completely disintegrated at this moment.    

Both sides suffered great losses.    

"Cough, cough!"    

In the air, Mo Lin, who was standing proudly like a red dragon, saw that the "Thousand Feet Dragon Fist" was actually blocked by the seven of them together. He frowned, and a trace of pain appeared on the face of the Dragon Scale.    

He was just about to flash down to harvest the injured realm elders of the Devil Sect.    

As a result, before the golden dragon wings could even begin to flap, Mo Lin's face became even more pained. Veins popped out on his forehead and neck, and even the trace of gold in his vertical pupils quickly dissipated, revealing his original black pupils.    

Following that, with an earth-shaking roar of pain, the golden dragon wings and Dragon Scale on Mo Lin's body simultaneously turned into specks of starlight, and dissipated into the air.    

His aura plummeted and he fell from the Later Period of King Stage down to the early stage. A sickly dark red color appeared on his face and his steps became unsteady.    

A feeling of powerlessness and weakness was vividly displayed in Mo Lin's body.    

Clearly, the time limit of the True Dragon technique had passed.    

The backlash brought about by using the secret method not only was unable to maintain his original Middle Period of King Stage cultivation level, and fell back onto his Early Period of King Stage, even the strength that made him stand had completely disappeared.    

"Roar!"    

The two eyes of Heavenly Extreme Hall Third Elder, Mo Lin, went black as he directly fainted. His body leaned backwards and fell from the sky, smashing out a deep pit filled with sand and dust on the battlefield below.    

"Haha …" Cough cough … Old Man Mo, if you are any more awesome, won't you fall at the hands of my Devil Sect today? "    

A few swaying figures leapt up from the distance.    

Two Old Men of Soul Devouring held his chest with his hands, his entire body was riddled with injuries, the black Qi rolling around his body became extremely dim, but the two of them did not care about it at the moment, and started to laugh maniacally.    

Compared to the cheering Devil Sect's side, the faces of Ning Chen, Liang Jiuzhou and more than a dozen elite Heavenly Extreme Hall disciples had already lost all color.    

Their pale white faces revealed looks of despair, even Liang Jiuzhou was no exception.    

Wave after wave of an aura of death enveloped their hearts, casually filling the air.    

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