Crossing to Douqi Continent and walking sideways

As soon as the dawn broke through the sky, Xiao Muchen led the sect members to march towards the Tiansha Sect with great momentum. They were all heroic and brave, with the determination to face death, and vowed to fight the Tiansha Sect.

When the team arrived at the gate of Tiansha Sect, the tightly closed heavy gate gave off a depressing atmosphere. But Xiao Muchen was not afraid at all. At his command, everyone rushed towards the defense line of Tiansha Sect like a surging tide. In an instant, shouts of killing shook the sky, and gorgeous magic lights flashed and shone, and the battle instantly entered a white-hot stage.

Xiao Muchen led the charge, rushing into the enemy formation like a bright meteor. He swung the long sword in his hand tightly, and the sharp sword energy spread everywhere. Wherever he went, the disciples of Tiansha Sect fell down screaming. Lin Wan'er followed closely beside him, her clothes fluttering, the staff in her hand shining with mysterious light, and she continued to perform exquisite spells, providing solid cover and strong support for Xiao Muchen.

Li Batian, the leader of Tiansha Sect, appeared majestically surrounded by many disciples. He was a burly man with a fierce and resolute look in his eyes. He shouted angrily: "Xiao Muchen, today is your burial place!" Before he finished speaking, he pounced on Xiao Muchen like a beast.

Xiao Muchen showed no fear and rushed forward with his sword. The two instantly fell into a fierce battle. Xiao Muchen's swordsmanship was as sharp as the wind, and every move was aimed directly at Li Batian's vital points; Li Batian's moves were fierce and domineering, with an overwhelming force. For a moment, sword shadows flew, fighting spirits collided, and the surrounding space trembled because it could not withstand this powerful force.

Xiao Muchen's sword was like a swimming dragon, piercing Li Batian's chest. Li Batian dodged sideways and swung his hand back at the same time. A powerful fighting spirit rushed towards Xiao Muchen like a tiger out of a cage. Xiao Muchen waved his sword to resist, and there was a loud "bang". Both of them were pushed back several steps by the powerful recoil.

Li Batian steadied himself, a ferocious look flashed across his face, and he quickly formed seals with his hands, muttering something. In an instant, a dark energy vortex surged around him, and the roar of evil spirits could be heard faintly in the vortex. He pushed his hands hard, and the dark energy turned into countless sharp spikes, shooting towards Xiao Muchen.

Xiao Muchen's eyes focused, and the Chaos Heavenly Spirit Art in his body was running rapidly, and his fighting spirit formed a solid shield in front of him. The spikes hit the shield, splashing countless sparks. Although the shield shook slightly, it successfully resisted this wave of attacks.

Xiao Muchen took advantage of the situation to counterattack, and his figure disappeared like a ghost. When he reappeared, he was already behind Li Batian, and stabbed with the long sword in his hand with the force of thunder. Li Batian reacted very quickly, turned around, and blocked the fatal blow with the long sword in his hand.

The two fought back and forth, and it was hard to tell who was the winner. However, as the fight continued, Li Batian gradually showed signs of fatigue, and his attacks were no longer as powerful as at the beginning.

Just when Xiao Muchen saw the right moment and was about to deliver a fatal blow to Li Batian, the old leader of Tiansha Sect, Xue Ming, suddenly appeared. He was as fast as lightning and instantly came in front of Xiao Muchen. With just a flick of his sleeve, a suffocating force pushed Xiao Muchen back dozens of meters.

Xiao Muchen felt a surge of blood in his chest, and before he could stand firm, Xue Ming attacked again. Xue Ming waved his hands, and the surrounding space was instantly shrouded in a dark aura, and countless black air currents coiled towards Xiao Muchen like a python.

Xiao Muchen gritted his teeth, the fighting spirit in his body surged wildly, the long sword in his hand burst into brilliant light, and he slashed at the black airflows with all his might. However, every time he cut off an airflow, more airflows would surge in, as if they were endless.

Xue Ming's eyes flashed with strange light, and he muttered something. The dark air flow became more and more turbulent, and eerie ghost cries could be heard faintly from it, which made people shudder.

Xiao Muchen's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He knew that he could not be restrained by the dark airflow, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. He took a deep breath and forced the Chaos Heavenly Spirit Art in his body to run. The fighting spirit burned around his body like a burning flame, trying to dispel the oppression of the darkness.

At the same time, Xue Ming was muttering something, and a huge black handprint formed in front of him, and he slapped Xiao Muchen fiercely with the aura of destroying everything.

A look of determination flashed across Xiao Muchen's eyes. He roared, and the fighting spirit on his body burned up, turning into a flame shield. The black handprint collided with the flame shield, making a loud earth-shaking sound. The surrounding mountains trembled, and countless boulders rolled down.

At this critical moment, Mo Yunxuan appeared in front of Xiao Muchen like a god descending from heaven and blocked Xue Ming's subsequent attacks for him.

"Boy, focus on dealing with Li Batian. Leave this old guy to me!" Mo Yunxuan shouted, and a sacred and powerful aura emanated from his body.

Mo Yunxuan formed seals with his hands, and rays of light shot out from his hands, transforming into countless sharp swords, stabbing towards Xue Ming.

Xue Ming sneered and waved his hands. Black mist formed a barrier to block the attack of the sharp sword.

The two of them immediately engaged in a fierce battle. Each of Mo Yunxuan's moves contained the power of heaven and earth, shining with light, as if to tear the space apart. Xue Ming's attack was full of evil aura, and the power of darkness surged.

Mo Yunxuan's figure was erratic, and he attacked Xue Ming like a ghost. Every attack was accompanied by a sharp sound of wind and powerful pressure.

Xue Ming was not to be outdone. He cast all kinds of strange spells, and the power of darkness transformed into a ferocious beast, pouncing towards Mo Yunxuan.

The aftermath of their battle distorted the surrounding air, huge cracks appeared on the ground, nearby trees were uprooted, and sand and rocks flew everywhere.

Mo Yunxuan flashed and instantly appeared behind Xue Ming. He punched out with such powerful force that the space roared.

Xue Ming dodged sideways and at the same time slapped out with his backhand, colliding with Mo Yunxuan's fist.

The two of them fought back and forth, and it was difficult to tell who was the winner for a while, and their fight entered a white-hot stage.

Xiao Muchen took a deep breath and refocused his attention on Li Batian. At this moment, Li Batian was relieved to see the old patriarch take action, but he didn't expect Xiao Muchen to rush at him again like a god of war, and he couldn't help but get nervous again.

With the blessing of the strange fire, Xiao Muchen's strength increased greatly, and he seemed to be at ease in fighting against Li Batian, who was at the peak of the eight-star Dou Zun. But Li Batian was experienced after all, and it was not easy for Xiao Muchen to kill him.

After a long time of attack, Xiao Muchen decided to use his killer move. He formed seals with his hands, and the two kinds of fire in his body, the Netherworld Poison Fire and the Wind and Thunder Fury Flame, blended with each other, and the temperature around him rose sharply.

A colorful dragon formed by two kinds of strange fire slowly condensed. The dozens of meters long dragon exuded an aura of destruction. The entire battlefield was instantly shrouded in this terrifying flame.

The weaker disciples of Tiansha Sect were instantly reduced to ashes under the blazing flames. Even some Dou Zong masters were unable to resist and retreated with injuries.

The old sect leader Xue Ming saw that the situation was not good and wanted to stop Xiao Muchen, but he was always restrained by Mo Yunxuan and could not get away at all.

Li Batian looked at the terrifying colorful dragon, and finally fear appeared in his eyes. But at this time, he had nowhere to escape.

Xiao Muchen shouted, "Prepare to die!" The colorful dragon roared and rushed towards Li Batian.

At this critical moment, Li Batian tried his best and used his strongest defense technique. However, under the powerful force of the strange fire dragon, his defense collapsed instantly.

With a scream, Li Batian was swallowed by the colorful dragon and turned into ashes.

Xiao Muchen stood there, breathing heavily, looking at the people of the Tiansha Sect who no longer had a sect leader, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

At this time, the battle between Mo Yunxuan and Xue Ming was also coming to an end. Mo Yunxuan saw a flaw in Xue Ming and used a powerful trick. A dazzling light shot out from his hand and directly penetrated Xue Ming's defense.

Xue Ming screamed, blood splattered all over his body, and his breath instantly weakened.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Xue Ming dared not to fight any longer and fled the battlefield with a seriously injured body.

This battle ended with Xiao Muchen's sect winning a great victory. But they also paid a heavy price, with many disciples injured and some elders even sacrificed.

After the war, Xiao Muchen stood on the ruins of Tiansha Sect, looking into the distance, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. He knew that the road ahead was still long and there were more challenges waiting for them.

Lin Wan'er walked up to him, gently held his hand, and said, "Mu Chen, we won."

Xiao Muchen nodded and said, "But this is just the beginning. We need to make the sect stronger so that we can protect more people."

Everyone began to clean up the battlefield, rescue the wounded, and hold funerals for the sacrificed disciples and elders. In a sad but resolute atmosphere, Xiao Muchen led everyone in the sect on a new journey.