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At this moment, countless people were staring at the sect Changkong.

Some people are panicked, some are hated to the core, and some are ready to go. Of course, some are full of expectations, such as Jing Hu who is watching the battle in secret.

In front of everyone, there was no slight fluctuation in the sky of the sect. A hand and a knife appeared in the palm of the palm. The blade was as bright as blood, and it was actually flowing.

Can you use a sword and a fist?

It is actually not surprising that a monk who has lived for more than 7,000 years old, no matter what he performs. Because Zong Changkong has enough time to practice everything he wants to practice and is willing to practice.

Zong Changkong was burning with flames all over his body. As soon as he stepped on his foot, the earth shook, and the sound was amazing.

As he soared in the sky, he swung his sword in the air and slashed downwards. At this moment, everyone in the light film, above the Lingyou Realm could sense a mountain-like aura in the sky that was condensed and suppressed, like a huge rock that was indestructible in billions of kilograms!

This personal aura reached its peak at this moment, and it actually surpassed the momentum of a knife in the palm!

The sect sky with flames soaring into the sky was now falling from the sky. The flames drew a shocking trajectory under the dim sky, roaring with the rumbling sound of the wind.

I could see a fiery red trajectory composed of a blazing flame in the air. If you have strong eyesight, you can even vaguely see a fire dragon!

"The fire dragon!"

Zhong Yue was shocked. He had never seen a real dragon before. However, he had read detailed text descriptions and pictures in the sect's classics. The flames that Zong Changkong transformed at this moment were very similar to the portraits of the real dragon he had seen!

If you haven't seen the flame true dragon with your own eyes, it will definitely be difficult to condense such a similar true soul.

If we talk about the comprehensive knowledge of the sect inheritance, it is obvious that the "Six Majors" have reached a higher level. Except for Zhong Yue, no one recognizes this attack. Sui Kurong and Gu Xing and countless others were shocked and lost their composure. In a certain dark place, Jing Hu took a breath of cold air and could not suppress the horror in his heart: "The true soul is also the true soul!"

And the real soul is also the one who is fucking!

Sword soul! Fist soul! Then, even the true soul in the sword appeared. This, this is too terrifying.

Jing Hu had a very wonderful premonition. He vaguely felt that the combined force of Duhe in the entire wasteland may not be much better than that of a sect Changkong. This may not be impossible. It should be noted that although Duhe in the wilderness has not less than dozens of force, there are actually not many of them that condense the true soul.

The "Fire True Dragon" does not show its teeth and claws, but is fierce and fierce, and only a glance from afar makes people feel the intimidating momentum that is coming to their faces. The momentum is huge, and the power alone covers hundreds of miles of radius, like a claw grabs the light film that stands on the ground!

boom!

The so-called loud sound is only after the violent shock of the bombardment, but it makes everyone feel that all the sounds have disappeared.

Mingkong was so excited that he trembled: "If I could reach such a state in my lifetime, it would be worth it if I died."

In the same moment, Tan Weiran thought: "This area is the core area of ​​Mingxin Sect, and there are no irrelevant people."

A blazing flame rippled above the light film. "Giant waves" hundreds of feet high burst out in all directions, like a halo like fire, sweeping a radius of 1,800 miles. What is astonishing is that wherever this extremely hot and red gauze goes, the earth is burned by high temperature, appearing in the form of glass.

With the impact of the fire and energy, the grass and trees turned into ashes everywhere, and the black smoke rolled into the air, forming a black cloud of mushrooms rolling outwards!

A thousand miles of rivers and mountains are a piece of glass.

"Fire overcomes gold!" Zhong Yue murmured to himself, and suddenly sneered: "It turns out that the defensive instrument of Mingxin Sect is from Jinxing. No wonder he attacked and attacked."

When Xingdou Sect comes to meet with Mingxin Sect, it means that they have confidence in the defensive weapon. In fact, if it is not for the sect Changkong, other tragedy realms such as Zhong Yue and others may not be able to break them even if they see them, let alone break them as easily as the sect Changkong.

Looking at the shaking light film, Sui Kurong's face became paler and his expressionless face exchanged a look with Gu Xing, trying to show a calm look, and both explained to the two sects behind him: "Go. Go back, go back!"

"You will withdraw my husband and I (Brother Gu) first."

While explaining, Lin Shenhe and Zhang Mo retreated one after another. Some people were keen to realize that the situation was not good, and they hurriedly flew backwards.

At this moment, the light film flashed faintly for several times, as if it was burned into glass by the "fire dragon". In the midst of several unsettling shaking, it shattered into countless pieces and disappeared without a trace.

Once the light film is broken and further inside, it is the Mingxin Sect that the sect Changkong was once known.

The houses on the mountain, the practice cliffs halfway up the mountain, especially the halls that stand everywhere. The towers, water pavilions, birds and flowers are still the same as before, and there are not many strange traces. On the contrary, this familiar scenery evokes countless memories buried in his heart.

Gu Xixi!

People are familiar people, and the environment is familiar environment. Unfortunately, the love and intention have become unfamiliar.

Not ruthless, not unintentional. It’s just...ah!

This love can last forever, and this person will eventually be there.

Zong Changkong sighed so hard that he felt lost, and he felt confused and a complex color appeared, and he murmured unconsciously: "Everything in the past is like clouds and smoke to me..."

"Save yesterday's, let's leave it to yesterday!"

The melancholy and complexity in his eyes had been erased, and there was a brightness left. It was floating in the air, swinging its sword across the sky, and a scorching sun suddenly appeared in this heavy rainy day, with billions of light blooming.

The sword of light and freedom!

The sun shines brightly in the rain, and billions of sword lights fall from the sky, filling every gap, every corner, and even every shadow.

A group of strong men from Mingxin Sect and Xingdou Sect were on their way back. At this time, they ushered in countless sword energy, showing an extremely dense posture and melting everything silently. Including Lin Shenhe and other Puxu Realm, each person touched the sunshine, there was an illusion that it turned into ice and snow in an instant.

When ice and snow meet the sun, it will melt.

"Maybe, this is true for Senior Zong and Gu Xixi. When the sun develops emotions for ice and snow, either the sun melts ice and snow, or the ice and snow... frozen sunlight." Looking at this shocking sword, Tan Weiran suddenly had this strange sigh.

The sunlight is like whips. It is visible, but almost impossible to capture. When they whipped the two powerful sects again and again, the strong men who had once straddled each other for a while were all terrified and found that the golden bodies on their bodies were rapidly disintegrating, and their inner armor was also rapidly consuming energy.

The sunlight seems to be invisible. However, when they are interpreted by Zong Changkong with his true soul, it actually adds a bit of solidity.

For a moment, there were bursts of exclamations and roars.

The entire sky, the entire earth, and the radius of two hundred miles are shrouded in the sun.

"Me, my body is disappearing..."

Suddenly, a monk from the Star Dou Sect was extremely frightened to find that the sun shining. First, the skin, then the muscles melted away layer by layer. In just a short while, the bloody and white hand bones and ribs were exposed...

"So too..." Screams of screams rushed into the sky.

If Lin Shenhe and others could hold on for a little longer, the divine illumination realm of the two schools would be transformed in just one touch under the sunlight. In less than two breaths, the weakest two men howled and trembled and melted, revealing their internal organs.

This kind of picture is ten times more terrifying than simple blood!

"Zong Changkong! My lonely star is here, do you dare to kill me!"

"I, Sui Kurong, is here!"

A warm and gentle breeze swept through hundreds of miles in this moment, forming a protection for the two sects. In a blink of an eye, Sui Kurong and Gu Xing took action together, roaring in succession, and the fist spirit and sword spirit appeared, striving to resist or even restrain the sect's sky.

"Okay. It's so awesome!" Mingkong was fascinated by the sight of the game. There was no doubt that just this time, the benefits he would definitely have been very good for him in the future.

From Tan Weiran's perspective, he could only see lights shooting and bursts of light shining. This is not an exaggeration. Mingkong could see clearly the battle between the three major Duhes, but Tan Weiran could not even capture the figures of the three.

You can perceive it with your divine thoughts and your soul. However, when the three great misfortunes fight, do you perceive it with your divine soul? In one sentence, it is: there are many ways to commit suicide in the world, and there is no need to choose this method of destroying both souls.

It’s okay to perceive divine thoughts. At most, there is no return. At most, it will consume more, not only to be annihilated by the soul.

Suddenly, a powerful aura swelled silently and shot in like flying.

Tan Weiran looked back and saw a afterimage breaking through the rain curtain, breaking through the rain curtain to form a wave of air, and rushing towards him, his eyes suddenly changed: "At least break the void realm!"

"Old Ancestor Ming!"

In fact, the biggest function of bringing Mingkong is not to participate in the battle, but to protect Tan Weiran. But Mingkong was fascinated by watching the battle and wanted to dance. While hearing the sound, he was stunned for a moment before he realized. At this time, he was slowing down a little, but there was no time.

Seeing that the man was in a state of murderous intent, he was about to pounce before Tan Weiran in a blink of an eye and smiled grimly: "Hahaha, Zong Changkong wants to destroy us, I will destroy you first!"

At this moment, Tan Weiran's expression condensed, and Wuxiang Sword jumped in his palm and was about to take action when he suddenly felt something. A delicate flower branch hit him directly from a distance, and with a puff, he beat the man far away and nailed him to the ground.

Mingkong appeared next to Tan Weiran with a cold face. He saw the person who took action clearly and was shocked: "Is it them?"

The man was also shocked: "Why are you..."

Before the sound was over, the man suddenly blew up blood, and even his chest was punched through with a punch. At this time, Zhong Yue appeared silently. The man looked at the Mingfei who had just attacked him, and then moved towards Zhong Yue with difficulty, staring at him, his eyes filled with why!

He really didn't understand. Could it be that Zhong Yue and Concubine Ming asked him to come over quietly and kill Mingkong and Tan Weiran?

Why attack him?

Zhong Yue bent down and squatted down, showing a hint of apology: "This Mingkong and Tan Weiran are the best among the descendants of the Changkong Sect... If they die, even if our Yuxu Sect comes forward, there will be no room for mediation. In this matter, whoever wants to kill them will die!"

Hearing this, the powerful man with blood surged all over his mouth, and finally died with his eyes wide open, and he could be said to be dead with his eyes open.

Mingkong looked bad and looked cold and was about to speak sarcastic, but Tan Weiran pulled him to stop him. He turned around and sent a message: "This is a favor to senior sect. Ancestor, let's not speak."

boom!
Chapter completed!