Crossing to Douqi Continent and walking sideways

Xiao Muchen led the disciples of the alliance, and under the scorching sun, they were busy running between various sects and families, in order to transport supplies and ensure the normal operation of the alliance and preparations for war. They walked along the rugged mountain road, their clothes soaked with sweat, but their eyes were full of determination.

One day, they stepped into the Desolate Valley. Here, the sky was covered by sand and dust, the earth was dry and cracked, and there was no vitality. The strange rocks were like the fangs of the earth, ready to swallow all intruders.

Xiao Muchen walked at the front of the team, observing his surroundings vigilantly. Suddenly, his eyes fixed, and a familiar and hateful figure appeared in front of him - Xue Ming.

Xue Ming, the villain who had been defeated in the battle with the Tiansha Sect and then fled to the Xieming Palace like a stray dog to seek shelter. During this period, he had gained some status in the Xieming Palace with his semi-saint strength.

Xiao Muchen's mouth curled up into a cruel smile, and he taunted, "Old thief Xue Ming, it's really a narrow road for enemies to cross. I didn't expect to meet you in this desolate place."

Xue Ming's heart trembled when he heard this familiar voice. He looked up and saw Xiao Muchen's murderous eyes. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat. But he still pretended to be calm and said, "Xiao Muchen, who do you think you are? I don't know if you are unlucky or I am lucky to meet you here today."

Xiao Muchen snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "Xue Ming, today is the day you die. It's time to pay the price for all the crimes you have committed."

After saying that, Xiao Muchen flashed and rushed towards Xue Ming like a ghost. A strong fighting spirit surged from his body, shining like a bright star. He clenched his right fist, and the fighting spirit gathered crazily. The power in his fist seemed to be able to break mountains and rivers.

Seeing this, Xue Ming's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly mobilized the dark fighting spirit in his body. He waved his hands and quickly condensed a thick black shield in front of him. The shield flashed with strange runes and exuded an evil aura.

However, Xiao Muchen's fist was unstoppable. With a loud bang, the seemingly indestructible shield shattered instantly, turning into countless black fragments that flew everywhere. The powerful impact was like a surging wave, directly blasting Xue Ming away.

Xue Ming's body flew backwards for dozens of feet like a kite with its string cut off, and crashed heavily onto a huge strange rock. The strange rock instantly broke apart, and Xue Ming vomited blood, his face as pale as paper.

"Is that all you can do? Xue Ming, you disappoint me so much." Xiao Muchen's voice echoed in the Desolate Valley, cold and ruthless.

Xue Ming struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes filled with fear and unwillingness. He roared and mobilized the dark fighting spirit in his body again. The dark fighting spirit surged out of his body like billowing black smoke and quickly gathered between his hands.

Xiao Muchen didn't give him a chance to breathe. He flashed again and instantly appeared in front of Xue Ming. He raised his leg and kicked out. This kick contained a powerful force, and the air was kicked to make a sharp explosion.

Xue Ming had no time to dodge and was kicked in the chest. His body flew out again, and the sound of his ribs breaking could be clearly heard.

"Ah!" Xue Ming screamed in pain.

Xiao Muchen pressed on step by step, not giving Xue Ming any chance to breathe. He waved his hands, and the Netherworld Poison Fire gushed out from his palms. The blue flames burned fiercely, and the scorching heat made the surrounding air distorted. The Netherworld Poison Fire spread rapidly, sweeping towards Xue Ming.

Xue Ming looked at the approaching flames in horror and tried to retreat. He formed seals with his hands and tried to cast a defensive spell. But the speed of the Netherworld Poison Fire was too fast and surrounded him in an instant.

"Zizzizi!"

Xue Ming's body was burned in the flames, and his skin smelled burnt. He twisted his body in pain, trying to break free from the flames.

Xiao Muchen looked coldly at Xue Ming who was struggling in the flames and said, "Xue Ming, you have done many evil things, and today is your retribution."

Xue Ming howled in despair: "Xiao Muchen, you will not die well!"

Xiao Muchen remained unmoved and continued to increase the power of the Netherworld Poison Fire. The flames grew stronger and stronger, and the breath of the Netherworld became weaker and weaker.

Just as Xue Ming was about to be devoured by the Netherworld Poison Fire, he suddenly burst out with a powerful force. Dark fighting spirit gushed out of his body crazily, forming a black beam of light that broke through the encirclement of the Netherworld Poison Fire.

Xue Ming panted heavily, his eyes revealing madness: "Xiao Muchen, I want to die with you!"

As he spoke, he waved his hands, and the dark fighting spirit condensed into a huge black sickle in the air, slashing towards Xiao Muchen.

Xiao Muchen's eyes focused, and he put his hands together. A golden light bloomed in front of him. The light turned into a huge shield, blocking the attack of the black sickle.

"boom!"

The powerful energy collided, causing a huge explosion. The surrounding sand and rocks were lifted dozens of feet high, forming a dust storm that covered the sky.

Xiao Muchen's body swayed slightly, then he stabilized. He looked at Xue Ming and said, "Xue Ming, your struggle is in vain."

Xue Ming was already at the end of his strength, but he still refused to give up. He once again cast a forbidden spell, and countless black tentacles appeared around his body, sweeping towards Xiao Muchen.

Xiao Muchen formed seals with his hands and muttered something. A powerful light burst out from his body, instantly turning those black tentacles into ashes.

Xiao Muchen walked towards Xue Ming step by step, and every step carried heavy pressure.

Xue Ming looked at Xiao Muchen who was gradually approaching with despair, his heart filled with regret.

"It's over, Xue Ming." Xiao Muchen raised his right hand, and a powerful fighting spirit light condensed in his hand.

Xue Ming closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

Xiao Muchen waved his hand, and the light of fighting spirit instantly penetrated Xue Ming's body.

Xue Ming's body trembled, and he slowly fell down, without any breath left.

Xiao Muchen looked at Xue Ming's body and said coldly: "This is the fate of being an enemy of justice."

The disciples of the alliance witnessed all this and cheered.

"Master Xiao is mighty!"

"Sect Master Xiao is invincible!"

Xiao Muchen turned around and looked at the disciples, and said: "This is just a small step for us to fight against evil. There will be more challenges waiting for us in the future. But as long as we unite as one, we will be able to defeat all evil."

All the disciples shouted in unison: "We are willing to follow Sect Master Xiao and kill all the evil!"

Xiao Muchen nodded and led everyone to continue their journey. Their figures gradually faded away in the sand and dust of the Desolate Valley, leaving behind the cold body of Xue Ming and their firm belief.

As he continued on his way, Xiao Muchen was full of thoughts. He knew that although he had successfully killed Xue Ming, the threat from the Xie Ming Palace still existed. They had to continue to strengthen themselves and unite more forces in order to win the upcoming war and safeguard the peace and tranquility of the continent.

Xiao Muchen looked up into the distance, his eyes full of determination. He believed that as long as they persevered, justice would eventually triumph over evil, and the continent would usher in a bright future.

The disciples following behind him were also infected by Xiao Muchen's courage and conviction. They took firm steps, their hearts full of hope, and moved forward courageously towards the unknown challenges.