Blade of the Sword Master

The three holy sects are in a broken bamboo, and it took only half a month for the soldiers to arrive under the Yin Holy Sect, and the relocation work behind them is in order.

Each of the three Holy Sects left behind a general relocation of people in the rear organization, so the number of the three Holy Sects that meet here in Yin Holy Sect is only 30,000.

For this war, 20,000 disciples were dispatched from each of the three great sacred sects, the other half of whom were generally responsible for organizing the relocation of the Yin Sacred Sect and converging under the Yin Sacred City.

Compared to the number of nearly 100,000 disciples in the Yin Holy Sect, 30,000 people in the three major sacred sects do appear to be slightly smaller, but don't forget that although the number is small, the number of saints in the three major sacred sects has reached exactly thirty.

Not only is the number of saints completely crushing the Sacred Sect, but the half-baker, the Son, and the Associate Son below are also more than a few times more than the Sacred Sect.

The outcome of this battle is in fact doomed, given the overwhelming advantages of both top and center forces.

Setting up a camp outside the mountain gate of the Yin Holy Sect, all the saints of the three holy sects gathered together without any plans or plans, now this is the last war, after this war, the Yin Holy Sect is even completely removed from the Tianhe mainland.

“Attack tomorrow and take down the Yin Sacred Sect as soon as possible.” Gathered together, a saint of the heavenly sacrament spoke.

Hearing the words of this saint, the rest of the saints have no objection. Now that the soldiers have arrived in the city, it is natural to end the fighting as soon as possible, with many dreams at night.

The three Holy Sects have decided to launch a final total against the Yin Sacred Sect, while the other side, inside the Yin Sacred Patriarchal Palace, the Yin Moon Ancient Saint, and more than a dozen Yin Sacred Saints, also converge.

However, at this time, the dozen saints of the Yin Sacred Sect, one with a heavy face, naturally knew that the three great sacred sects had completely surrounded the Yin Sacred Sect, and now don't say they were human, even a bird could not fly out.

The eyes swept over the dozen Yin Holy Sect Saints present, the Yin Moon Ancient Saints did not seem worried, the tone said calmly, “This is the last battle, although my Yin Holy Sect may perish, but so what, the Blood Gate is done, even if they destroy my Yin Holy Sect, the Demon Nation will still come, it won't be long, they will come with us. ”

Instead of saying anything that inspired morale, Ancient Sun of the Moon had made it clear that it was an impossible battle to win, but it was not hard to hear from Ancient Sun of the Moon, and she was not very concerned about it.

Perhaps in Yin Yue Ancient Saint's view, everything she had to do had been done, even if Yin Jing Zong had been exterminated, the coming of the Demon Nation was inevitable, and no one could change it.

Hearing the ancient saints of the Yin Moon, all the Yin Saints here face to face, and eventually one of the saints finally couldn't help but say.

“Master, is it worth it to do this for what happened back then? ”

For the sake of a man, Yin Yue Ancient Saint pushed the Yin Holy Sect to the end of the road, while also retreating the entire Tianhe continent to the edge of the cliff.

Originally as the ancestors of the Sacred Sect, the prestige of the ancient Sacred Moon in the Sacred Sect could be said to be unreachable, but now the saints here are a little lost.

Perhaps since then, the ancient sacrament of the Yin Moon has been completely insane and completely devoured by hatred. In order to avenge those of that year, the ancient sacrament of the Yin Moon has spared no effort to put itself and the whole of the Yin Holy Sect into it.

Hearing the saint's words, the ancient eyes of the cloudy moon flashed with a cold voice and said, "What, are you clinging to me? ”

“Disciples don't dare.” Upon hearing the ancient saint of the moon, the saint replied respectfully, but hesitated for a moment, she continued.

“The disciples naturally dare not insist on the honor of the teacher, but the honor of the teacher, there are nearly 100,000 disciples under the Yin Holy Sect, they are innocent. ”

The saint was clearly somewhat intolerant when he thought about the aftermath of the war, and from the performance of the three sacred religions, there was no doubt that they could never let go of any of the disciples of the sacred religions.

Nearly 100,000 disciples under the Yin Holy Sect are to be buried this time. How can this be indifferent?

After listening to the saint, the ancient saint of the Yin Moon fell into silence and did not know what to think until after half a noise, the ancient saint of the Yin Moon said coldly.

“They are my sacred disciples. This is where they belong. Well, that's it. I don't want you to do anything. Leave if you want to escape. As for the outcome, it depends on your lives. ”

After that, the shadow of the ancient moon disappeared directly into the palace.

The resistance has been completely renounced, and the ancient sacrament of the moon may have long been ready to die, so in the face of the current situation, there is no emotional fluctuation in attitude, perhaps, as she said, everything has been done, sooner or later, what difference does it make, the coming of the demonic race has become final.

With the departure of the ancient saints of the Shadow Moon, the saints of the Shadow Saints present here also left one after the other, but on their faces, they all hung bitter colors.

The night was silent, the night soon retreated, and the morning sun rose slowly. At the same time, the total of the three great sacred sects against the Yin Holy Sect erupted immediately. From all sides, the disciples of the three great sacred sects, the semi-sanctioned deacon, all attacked within the Yin Holy Sect. Xiao Dun is no exception.

In the company of Dusty Ling, Longqing and Qin Shui Soft, Xiao Dunma first killed into the Yin Holy Sect. Xiao Dun had only one purpose for this battle, namely to find Gu Lingyao.

At the same time as the outbreak, a terrible pressure fell from the sky above the sacred sect, and a long black skirt appeared in the sky.

At this time, the ancient sanctuary of the moon is more beautiful than usual. Apparently, it has been carefully dressed, the demonic glamour is cold, one eye is enough to capture the mind.

With such a beautiful face, but the divine color is absolutely cold, arrogant sky, the ancient Sun of the Yin Moon doesn't care about the battle situation below, even less about the Yin Sacred disciples who were slaughtered by the three holy sects, just slowly said.

“Still coming out? I've waited thousands of years for this war. ”

With the words of the ancient saints of the Yin Moon fell, the lights of the ancient saints, the ancient saints of the heavens and the sun, and the ancient saints of the Ice Lotus slowly appeared. The four ancestral figures stood proud of the sky and looked at the three. The ancient eyes of the Yin Moon did not see a single bit of sadness, but said a faint word.

“Come on, we can do an understanding with you today. ”

Not a bit of frustration and fear of death. On the contrary, from the ancient sanctuary of the Yin Moon, it actually gave a sense of relief, as if she had long awaited the day.

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