Junior sister took first place again

The Supervisory Elder's voice was like thunder from the sky, crashing down on the peak entwined with blood and fire:

"At three quarters past midnight, the nine dragons return home!"

The announcement of the final deadline instantly ignited the anxiety and madness in everyone's hearts!

"Attack!" Ning Jiasheng shouted, his voice piercing through the strong wind and roar. The six Xuanling Sect members exploded like ice beads dropped into boiling water!

A cold glint flashed in Mu Zhao's eyes, and the longsword in his hand let out a clear dragon's roar. Man and sword merged into one, transforming into a silver thread that tore through the air and rushed straight towards Yu Wuxia, who was entangled with Lu Xingyan! His goal was clear: to cut through the obstructing red silk and gain space for Lu Xingyan and himself.

“Ding ding ding ding——!”

Seven red silk ribbons rolled like poisonous dragons, colliding with the sword energy and producing a dense sound of metal clashing like rain.

Yu Wuxia's foot bell rang rapidly, sending out layers of enchanting sound waves, attempting to disturb Mu Zhao's mind. "Mu Xianjun, you have such a cruel heart. You even want to interrupt my reunion with Lu Xianjun?"

However, Mu Zhao's sword heart was clear and he remained unmoved. His sword energy became more and more fierce, forcing Yu Wuxia to devote most of her mind to dealing with it. Lu Xingyan's pressure suddenly decreased, and although the light of the star disk was dim, it stubbornly lit up again.

In the eastern battle group, He Ling's swords of water and fire created a mighty force that could burn the sky and boil the sea. Yun Ting's Tiangang Formation was on the verge of collapse under the heavy bombardment, and the cracks on the formation flag were shocking.

Shi Yan roared, his muscles tensed, and his golden body was pushed to the extreme. Like a moving mountain, he rushed towards He Ling!

He didn't need any fancy moves; pure strength and defense were his strongest weapons. He blocked a sword of water and fire for Yun Ting that almost shattered the formation flag.

Wen Yan's formation disk spun rapidly in front of him. More than ten formation flags were accurately inserted into the ground, instantly setting up a small defensive formation. Together with Shi Yan, they supported each other and resisted He Ling's fierce attack.

Qiu Rumo's ten fingers were already bloody, but the silver threads danced even faster and more fiercely, like countless deadly silver lightning bolts, interweaving into a net, and the target was the relatively intact star disk area under Lu Xingyan's feet!

She was not attacking Lu Xingyan himself, but wanted to destroy the foundation of his foothold and force him to move.

Lan Ying followed closely behind, waving the pestle, sprinkling out a large amount of powder with a clear medicinal fragrance, trying to neutralize the poisonous mist of the Albizia julibrissin and the remaining star power of the Xingchen Sect in the air, creating a purer environment for herself.

"boom--!"

Ning Jiasheng's figure moved! She didn't rush directly towards the Xuantian Flag, but once again slammed her palm hard on the blood-stained blue brick ground! This time, it was no longer a defensive wave of air, but instead triggered the power of a deeper earth vein!

The entire platform suddenly sank, and spider-web-like cracks spread wildly with her as the center. The violent earth spirit power turned over like a dragon, overturning several disciples of the Xingchen Sect and the Yun Family who were fighting fiercely, and also forced Yu Wuxia, He Ling and others to lose their balance and their offensive was stagnant!

"Mengxi Liu Clan, we are a little late. I hope you fellow Taoists will forgive us!"

A clear voice accompanied by the faint fragrance of grass and trees came, and the Liu team finally reached the top!

Liu Qinglan, the leader, swept his gaze across the tragic scene, his expression solemn. He didn't rush to join the fray, but instead fixed his gaze sharply on the Xuantian Banner, which exuded a terrifying dragon's might, and the nine-headed golden dragon phantoms and ten-foot-long golden forbidden circle surrounding it.

The Liu disciples quickly formed a peculiar formation. The patterns on the formation faintly echoed the natural plants and trees, emitting an endless breath of life. It was obvious that they were observing and building up their strength, looking for the best time to intervene.

The top of the mountain has completely turned into a Shura field!

West side: Mu Zhao's sword energy was rampant, the silver dragon was dancing wildly, tightly entangled with Yu Wuxia's red silk phantom; Lu Xingyan got a respite, the fragments of the star disk surrounded his body, and the starlight was condensed again, but his face was as pale as paper, and the bloodstain on his jaw became more and more glaring. Every time he activated the star power, it affected the tragic wound on his back, and the bones were faintly visible under the star robe.

Although the two did not join forces, a delicate balance of control was formed due to Mu Zhao's intervention.

East side: Shi Yan was like a furious King Kong, confronting He Ling's water and fire sword energy head-on. His golden body was burned with a sizzling sound, and green smoke rose, but he did not retreat an inch; Wen Yan's formation flickered, constantly repairing and resisting, sharing the pressure for Shi Yan; Yun Ting's pressure was slightly reduced, and the Jinglan Ji burst out with a more violent thunder force, and the Tiangang formation flag shone brightly, trying to counterattack He Ling.

He Ling fought one against three, and the water, fire and sword energy intertwined into a death storm. The molten blue bricks flowed under her feet, but she was not at a disadvantage at all, and her eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Under Qiu Rumo's silver mesh, the star disk area under Lu Xingyan's feet shattered into pieces! He groaned, staggered back, and blood flowed from his mouth.

Lan Ying's medicinal mist barely protected his body, resisting the ubiquitous poisonous miasma and energy aftermath.

However, at the moment when Lu Xingyan retreated, a sword energy wrapped in the breath of hot lava and several poisonous darts with a faint green light attacked this gap at the same time!

"Be careful!" Lan Ying exclaimed, and swept the pestle across, knocking away two poison darts, but the lava sword energy grazed her arm, and a burnt smell immediately filled the air.

A trace of determination flashed in Lu Xingyan's eyes. Regardless of his serious injuries, he forcibly mobilized the last of his star power. The fragments of the star disk turned into a small light shield to block Lan Ying!

"puff!"

The light shield shattered, and although the remaining sword energy and poisonous power were weakened, they still impacted Lan Ying. She retreated several steps, her face turned an abnormal green, and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.

"Time!" Ning Jiasheng's eyes flashed! Taking advantage of the moment when the whole place was in chaos due to her activating the power of the earth veins, the Liu family had just arrived and had not yet joined the battle, and all parties were restrained, she made her move!

Target——Xuantian Flag!

She ignored the excruciating pain in her arm from the poison's erosion, and temporarily suppressed her concern for her fellow disciples. The spiritual energy used to seal the poison was compressed to the limit, simply to exchange for a momentary burst of speed! Like a streak of purple lightning, it streaked along the ground, so fast that only a shadow remained on everyone's retinas, as it rushed straight towards the golden forbidden circle!

"Stop her!" Yu Wuxia screamed, sending a red silk thread snaking like a venomous snake towards Ning Jiasheng's back! The Yunting Jinglan Ji also turned, and a thick bolt of lightning struck her path! He Ling snorted coldly, and a condensed sword energy of water and fire flew out of her hand, reaching the target first!

"Senior Sister!" Mu Zhao's sword power suddenly changed, abandoning his hold on Yu Wuxia. A stream of sword energy slashed out diagonally, precisely striking the red silk thread heading towards Ning Jiasheng! Shi Yan roared, taking He Ling's sword energy head-on. His golden body's light flashed and then dimmed, and blood spurted from his mouth, buying Wen Yan time. Wen Yan bit his tongue, his blood spraying onto the formation disk. A thick, ochre-colored light shield instantly rose behind Ning Jiasheng!

boom! boom! boom!

Hong Ling was deflected by the sword energy; most of the lightning was blocked by the earth shield, and the aftermath swept over Ning Jiasheng, causing her body to tremble; the water and fire sword energy was weakened by Shi Yan's sacrifice and Wen Yan's earth shield, and finally flew past her left shoulder, leaving a charred wound deep enough to see the bone!

Despite the severe pain, Ning Jiasheng didn't even frown, his eyes only focused on the Xuantian Flag that was so close to him!

Ten feet away, arrived in a flash!

Ning Jiasheng could clearly feel the terrifying dragon power emanating from the nine-headed golden dragon phantom. The golden light was so hot that it seemed to ignite her soul! The golden patterns of the forbidden magic circle flowed like a living thing, repelling all external forces.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch the edge of the forbidden circle—

A figure appeared in front of her like a ghost!

It was Yun Ting! He had used a secret technique to forcibly break through He Ling's hold, and the Jinglan Halberd, carrying a tremendous amount of thunder, smashed down on his head! Before the halberd even reached him, the violent pressure of the lightning had already made Ning Jiasheng's breath catch, and every strand of his hair stood on end!

At the same time, Yu Wuxia's soft laughter echoed from the northeast: "Sister Ning, good things must be shared!" Several red silk threads, like maggots on the tarsal bones, wrapped around Ning Jiasheng's waist, abdomen, and legs, restricting her movement. And in the southwest, Lu Xingyan, even with all his might, unleashed a faint chain of starlight, not to attack, but to entangle the Xuantian Flag's pole!

Liu Qinglan's eyes fixed, and he finally moved! The Liu disciples' formation changed.