Chapter 2918: Bloody Battle in Black Swamp

"Brother, what should we do? All our disciples are still in the temple!"

Jiang Chen jumped anxiously.

"Miss, I'm going to inform them now. Follow Master Xiaofan's instructions to form a small team and outflank them from behind!" Lisa said quickly.

"That's too late……"

Jiang Xiaofan took a deep breath, and the shock in his eyes has not faded to this day.

At this time, if you send disciples to outflank you from behind, you will only fall into the enemy's sight.

By then, it won’t be a surprise attack...

Instead, he fearlessly gave away his head!

"Damn it!"

Jiang Xiaofan clenched his palms into fists. He never thought that the Rakshasa Sect army would come so quickly!

He had previously specially arranged for spies to ambush around Xingchen Pavilion, but in the end there was no news at all.

Apparently, the people from the Rakshasa Sect came straight to the Black Swamp as soon as they arrived in Beichen.

The soldiers are really so fast that it catches people off guard!

"Be prepared to meet the enemy."

Wei Houwu on the side suddenly swayed and disappeared in an instant.

When he appeared again, he had arrived in the void in front of the temple.

"Brother Wei, save me!"

Wu Zitong struggled to escape, and a dragon roared from behind, moving in horror, like thunder tearing through the void, roaring towards him.

Seeing this, Wei Houwu gently raised his palm and chanted softly while holding the seal.

"Star Path Fifty-Three."

Buzz——

A sound like the sound of a bell descended from the sky in shock.

I saw that the incoming energy was instantly enveloped by an invisible force, and with a bang, it exploded into an energy storm that swept outward.

Wu Zitong also took advantage of this opportunity to quickly escape to the rooftop. The moment she landed, her feet gave way and she fell to the ground on the spot.

"Wu Zitong!"

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaofan rushed forward and helped her up.

Such a proud Wu Zitong, the dignified third demon emperor of the Xumi Temple, possessing the terrifying cultivation level of the Eighty-Seven Star Universe God Realm, was actually seriously injured at this time!

"Who hurt you like this?"

Jiang Xiaofan was shocked.

"Xiye...and the six-winged holy dragon...cough cough cough!"

Wu Zitong coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and his eyes were filled with a cold light: "My brother, he, he is dead. Give me the elixir quickly, I want revenge-"

She cried and roared, the fire of anger already burning brightly.

Wu Tian is dead? !

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Unexpectedly, before the war started, their Xumi Temple had already lost a demon emperor!

…

"stop!"

Facing the middle-aged man wearing a gray-brown cloak, standing alone in front of the temple, Xiye quickly raised her hands.

The Second Demon Emperor Wei Houwu...

Xiye was still a little afraid of this person.

It was Wei Houwu who took Bai Chen away from under his eyes, but he didn't even dare to fart.

At Xiye's order, the Rakshasa Sect army stopped in an instant.

Standing alone against a million troops, Wei Houwu was still calm and composed. He actually took out a gourd from his waist, casually opened the stopper in front of millions of people in the Rakshasa Gate, and started drinking wine.

"What an arrogant human being..."

The six-winged holy dragon's huge body suddenly trembled, his red eyes filled with murderous intent.

"This person is not your enemy, calm down."

Xiye signaled the six-winged holy dragon not to act recklessly.

At the moment when the Rakshasa Sect army stopped, people on the Xumi Temple side also began to form a square formation, forming a huge wild goose-shaped formation from the rear, which happened to include the entire temple.

Soon, Wang Zun and Aowu appeared on the rooftop.

The other demon emperors also stood in a row, all with indifferent expressions, always preparing for this unprecedented battle.

"Ghost Emperor, what kind of wind is blowing today to actually bring your Rakshasa sect here?"

When the Ghost Emperor, Feng Xie and Poseidon appeared in the distance, Wang Zun suddenly spoke.

The sound was like thunder, rolling over the heads of millions of soldiers, shocking the Rakshasa Sect disciples, making them dizzy and covering their ears.

Seeing this, the Ghost Emperor stood up from the golden seat. He first glanced at the arrogant and unruly Wei Houwu, with a clear flash of disdain in his eyes. Then he raised his eyes to look at Wang Zun and sneered solemnly: "I've heard that Xumi Temple The king is as fair and beautiful as a woman. When I see him today, he really lives up to his reputation."

"Hahaha--"

Suddenly, laughter broke out.

"You are presumptuous!"

Wei Houwu's face suddenly darkened, and he swung the wine gourd in his hand. The flying gourd instantly cut through the void, tearing a dark space crack along the way, and directly attacked the Ghost Emperor!

"You're the one who's so presumptuous!"

When Poseidon saw this scene, his old face sank, and he clapped his hands angrily. His old figure instantly appeared in the void in front of him like a ghost. With a wave of his sleeves, the gourd flying toward him exploded.

"You are only in the ninety-three universe god realm, but you dare to be disrespectful to the sect master?"

Poseidon smiled coldly. In the dark void space, an extremely powerful spiritual pressure suddenly fell from the sky. At the same time, the air currents in the sky were turbulent, and the surging energy storm was like a wave, carrying terrifying destructive power. , and took a photo directly in the direction of the Xumi Temple.

"Little tricks."

Aowu crossed his arms across his chest, his indifferent eyes flickering slightly.

The oncoming energy wave instantly exploded into a dust mist that filled the sky.

"Why, you also want to come and compete?"

Poseidon looked up at Aou with a strong sense of provocation.

"No need, I'll meet you first."

Wei Houwu's handprints flew, and the surging seven-color streamer appeared on his body like a flame with a hiss.

At that time, waves of scorching air spread from the void under his feet. Wherever the heat wave passed, the space collapsed. Seeing this scene, the strong men on both sides also hurriedly used the defensive light wall to protect the army from being injured by his spiritual pressure.

"Looking for death!"

Facing Wei Houwu who had activated the super god power, Poseidon suddenly let out a dragon roar, and his old body was quickly wrapped by the seven-color streamer.

Boom——

In the sky, two figures collided suddenly as if they were teleporting. The deafening thunder, carrying a terrible strong wind, suddenly swept from the sky. Within a hundred feet, those strong men from both sides who were close to each other were severely blown away by the storm even though they were protected by the energy light wall.

The strong wind was overflowing, Wei Houwu's body trembled, and his feet retreated several steps, while Poseidon stood as steady as a clock. Obviously, he had an absolute advantage in the first blast.

"As expected of the Sea Dragon King of the Dragon Clan, he really has some skills."

Unexpectedly, he did not gain any advantage in the hard collision. Wei Houwu pulled his wrist, and a touch of surprise flashed across his eyes.

But his words angered Poseidon, making the colorful spiritual pressure on the surface of his body even more turbulent and manic.

"You should call me the Sea Dragon King!"