In the depths of the endless void, the eternal darkness was like an eternal mirror of darkness.
Whoosh!
Gongsun Jiuniang's chest rose and fell like a bellows. Her green dress was stained with blood. The four Sages around her smiled bitterly as they looked at the eleven Sages from the Demon Race, Other Race, and other sects.
It was five against eleven. The five of them were in a desperate situation.
Around them, eleven extremely powerful Saintly Dao Laws sealed the void for thousands of miles.
Gongsun Jiuniang pursed her lips as a trace of unwillingness flashed in her beautiful eyes. "Senior Brothers, Senior Sisters, I've implicated you! Everyone, I'll hold them off for a while. You can leave first! "
Zhang Han flicked the long sword in his hand. "Little Junior Sister, we've known each other for a very long time. We've grown up together since we were young. I can't let you stay here alone!"
Ding dong!
The sound of a zither, clear and melodious like the sound of flowing spring water, rang out.
Immortal Sound said. "You're just going to die!"
Perfected Lord Tie Mu laughed with a generous look on his face. "Junior Sister Gongsun, let us stay here with you. The Sages of Xingchen School aren't easy to deal with!"
A cold light shot out from his eyes. "Even if we die here, we'll take one of them down with us!"
Perfected Monarch Hong Luan remained silent. She was dressed in red and looked like a giant red star. Countless rays of red light were sharp and carried a trace of mysterious aura.
"You're about to die and you still want to resist?" A hundred miles away, Peony Demon Saint's beautiful face showed a trace of a cold smile.
The ten Sages stood side by side, each of them surging with murderous aura.
Powerful Saintly Dao Laws sealed Perfected Lord Hong Luan and the others, leaving them with no way out.
The powerful force suppressed the five Sages led by Gongsun Jiuniang and Perfected Lord Hong Luan to retreat.
Eleven Sages.
Perfected Lord Yin Yang of the Qiankun Sect, Perfected Lord Purple Thunder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, Perfected Lord Long River of the Purple Cloud Valley, Water Deity Goddess, White Apricot Goddess, Du Juan Goddess, Sky-Devouring Patriarch of the Little Frost Mountain, Wind Empress, Demon Soul Patriarch, and Sunset Patriarch.
There were eleven Sages, including Peony Demon Saint.
Gongsun Jiuniang and the others took a deep breath.
They were ready to fight to the death.
The strongest of the eleven Sages were Perfected Lord Yin Yang, Purple Thunder, and Sky-Devouring Patriarch.
True Monarch Yin Yang True Monarch came from the Cosmos School. Earlier, True Monarch White Crane of Willow Earth Peak was heavily injured by him and lost its ability to fight.
Perfected Lord Purple Thunder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect's five Sages with a single blow.
Sage Han Guang Sage, Han Guang of the Heavenly thunder Heavenly Thunder Patriarch.
Sky-Devouring the Heavenly Thunder of the Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Serpent of the Heavenly Serpent Serpent
Sky sky sky sky sky sky sky Heavenly Heavenly, True was True true true true with it '' '.... devouring of it, Heavens
The Watercloud Saint of the Five Saints of Willow Earth Peak was swallowed by the Ba Serpent in a moment of carelessness.
The remaining Sages were no pushovers either.
Among the three Goddesses, Water Fairy Goddess, White Apricot Goddess, and Cuckoo Goddess were all experts of the Flower God Race. Their original bodies were formed from ten thousand flower fairies. The three Goddesses all cultivated the Law of Life. With three Saint-level Laws of Life intertwined, the experts on their side could easily recover from serious injuries.
Fenhou, Demon Soul, and Sunset Patriarch weren't ordinary people either.
They were all old ghosts who had cultivated for more than a thousand years in the Wilderness.
Fenhou was a mutated spirit insect that controlled the Law of Wind. She was also highly toxic and was very troublesome to deal with.
Demon Soul was an old demon snake from the Snake God Temple, one of the twelve temples of the Ancestral Court of Demons.
Sunset Patriarch had a mysterious background. He controlled the Law of Sun. Although he had just become a Saint, the Law of Sun was very powerful and not weak.
Sunset Patriarch had the appearance of a young man. He wore a golden robe and his body emitted a golden sun. His malicious gaze fell on the five Sages.
"Peony, don't waste time with them. Today, we'll send them all to hell. However, we can keep the three Saintesses and seal their cultivations. They can help me give birth to the most outstanding descendants!"
Demon Soul Patriarch sized up the five Sages. "I only want their Primordial Spirits. My Demon Soul Banner just happens to lack a few main souls!"
The Wind Empress smiled charmingly. "Isn't it easy to get the main souls? Just break into a few more cities and plunder them. It'll be easy!"
Demon Soul looked at the five Sages coldly and sneered. "Ordinary souls are not as useful as the souls of Sages!"
Gongsun Jiuniang and the others were furious. Were these people treating them like fish on a chopping board?
The five Sages looked at each other with determination in their eyes.
"Looks like they're really in a bad situation."
On the ground, Qin Feng chuckled.
Under Sun Chuanlin's shocked gaze, he took a step forward and rushed into the sky. In a few steps, he arrived in front of the Sages.
The sixteen Sages sensed something and looked over. They saw a Second Order Supreme Mighty from Xingchen School breaking through.
"Where did this kid come from? This is the battlefield of the Sages. What nonsense …"
Iron Scene True Lord frowned.
He recognized Qin Feng's unique Art of Mixed Stars aura.
The other four Sages frowned as well.
True Lord Hong Luan recognized Qin Feng. She frowned and secretly thought that Qin Feng was messing around. She was already prepared to save Qin Feng.
"Is that Senior Sister Gongsun?" Qin Feng smiled and glanced at the battlefield. He did not seem to notice the five Sages' predicament.
Qin Feng was also a contender for the position of Peach Blossom Fort's chief. Gongsun Jiuniang did not have much of an impression of Qin Feng.
"You are?"
"Oh, I'm Qin Feng!" Qin Feng sized up the peerlessly beautiful girl in green. He was slightly stunned by this senior sister's appearance for an instant. Qin Feng then said.
"Senior Sister Gongsun, I'm here under orders to help you! To clear the obstacles for you! "
"You? Clear the obstacles?"
The sixteen Sages felt a little strange.
Seeing Qin Feng's serious expression, Xiao Chen could not help but reveal a mocking and teasing gaze.
Gongsun Jiuniang was both angry and amused.
How could a mere Rank Two Supreme Almighty have the ability to clear the obstacles for her?
Did he not see that the five Sages were in a desperate situation?
However, Qin Feng's name did sound a little familiar to her. However, she did not think too much about it. Her beautiful eyes swept across the eleven Sages who were glaring at her covetously as she said with a heavy expression.
"Junior Brother, I appreciate your kindness. You can leave first. Your battlefield is on the ground. We don't need you here for now!"
True Lord Iron Scene, True Lord Divine Sound, and Zhang Han shook their heads.
This kid was too muddle-headed.
How could a Stage One Supreme Mighty be involved in the battle of the Sages?
The few of them made up their minds to not let the eleven saints harm Qin Feng.
The eleven Sages sneered and looked at Qin Feng mockingly as if he was an ant!
"A small pawn dares to come here? What a joke! What a pity!"
A trace of coldness flashed across the Sunset Patriarch's chiseled and handsome face. He stretched out a hand, and a huge hand that blotted out the sky slammed heavily toward Qin Feng!
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