However, it is still reduced to ruins, like a million troops sweeping past, burning and destroying everything in its path.
Three days ago, a bloody light shot into the sky, covering most of the sky in the south of the Yangtze River. Both the moral cultivators and the secular people were horrified and frightened. It is true that when disaster strikes, no one is afraid of others.
"Hahaha - I'm finally back -" A sharp roar shot up into the sky, and the frightening power weighed on everyone's hearts like a huge boulder.
Jiangnan was originally peaceful and peaceful, and although there were many sects, they were not comparable to those in Central China. Everyone in the various sects, large and small, was also frightened.
Wherever the bloody light passed, blood flowed for thousands of miles, and millions of corpses were left lying there.
A purple figure watched in the distance for a long time, and the shock in his heart could not dissipate for a long time. The aura in his body was extremely restrained, but he had no choice but not to leak it at all.[
"How is it possible-" Luan Tuntian, who was dressed in purple and so strong, hid behind a pile of rocks like a frightened deer.
Luan Tuntian did not go to southern Xinjiang, so he naturally did not know where the demon that appeared in front of him was, but he could guess what kind of strength the gray-red figure in front of him had.
Luan Tuntian watched the bloody figure leave. The surrounding areas had been turned into ruins. The mountains, rivers, land, and the houses and sects had all turned into pools of blood. Some people were lying in the pool of blood, but some people had already lost their bodies.
Turning into a pool of blood, brutal and bloody scenes were not uncommon for Luan Tuntian, but today such a cruel and disgusting scene has made Luan Tuntian feel cold and frightened.
"Oops—" Luan Tuntian looked at the direction in which the gray-red figure was leaving, and was horrified, "That's the direction to Cang Yue Tower—"
Luan Tuntian's eyes kept turning, and although he hesitated in his heart, a lingering will told him that he must go and protect the heart in his hands, no matter what happened.
Luan Tuntian's feelings for Cang Yeyue have been unwavering until death. Although Cang Yeyue has never looked at him seriously, he knows that Cang Yeyue doesn't dislike him very much.
"No matter -" Luan Tuntian had already done something that he thought was very reckless. He immediately took out a whistle in his hand, and after a series of whining sounds came from his mouth, "唳——" a whistling sound
Then it came from the horizon.
An extremely powerful goshawk swooped over and landed safely on Luan Tuntian's right arm. Luan Tuntian also wrote a note and immediately stuffed it into the bamboo tube above the goshawk's ankle.
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"It's up to you -" Luan Tuntian gently stroked the powerful black feathers of the goshawk, and then waved his right arm, and the goshawk flew towards the sky like a black shadow.
Luan Tuntian sent a message to his family, saying that the supreme demon appeared in the south of the Yangtze River, and then wrote that he had hidden himself in a safe place. Luan Tuntian was worried that something would happen to Huan City, and did not want his father to leave the city for him, so he wrote in a deceptive way.
Luan Tuntian carries a long knife on his back. The handle is not long, the blade is wide and sharp, and extremely powerful lines are drawn from the tip of the knife. Although this knife cannot be said to be a magic knife, it has been with him for more than ten years.
It is a year old, and it was forged by a master forger. It is a rare sword in every aspect.
In Luan Tuntian's heart, he was as kind as his own brother. Luan Tuntian's right hand touched slightly on the handle of the knife, and he seemed to feel the intention of the knife in his heart. "Humph——" Luan Tuntian smiled slightly and whispered.
He smiled and said, "It's enough that you agree with what I'm doing -" He immediately stood up and left, like a restrained cheetah, with the breath all over his body condensing around his body.
Disasters are not only happening in Jiangnan, there seems to be a lot of trouble happening in Central-Earth as well.
The flames soared into the sky like the sky-covering fire clouds, "Humph——" The Burning Sky Yansha also followed the red-blooded evil spirit to the world outside Southern Xinjiang. This time was unfamiliar to him. After all, he had not been here since he was born.
It didn't take long. He didn't know where his enemy was? The red-blooded evil spirit didn't tell him. Maybe he did it on purpose, or maybe the Burning Sky Yansha didn't want to listen to the words of the red-blooded evil spirit, so he came to the center.
earth.
His body was covered with golden fire, and his eyes were as black as ink, as if they were a pair of deep holes.[
"Are they just living on this land?" Fentian Yansha was standing in the void, looking at this vast land indifferently. The mountains were steep and blue as jade, but in Fentian Yansha's heart,
Like scorched earth.
A ray of fire emerged directly from the palm of Burning Sky Yansha, and immediately covered the entire mountain in front of him. The sky-reaching fire had already alarmed the surrounding sects.
"What's going on?" A large number of disciples came to the edge of this jungle volcano, "Why did it suddenly catch on fire?" Some people were really surprised, but they had not seen this kind of thing before, so they planned to tell the brothers
We will report back to the sect.
"People——" Burning Sky Yansha met the first person, or rather the first group of people, after he came to Middle-earth.
His dark eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something, "The humble creatures must survive on this fertile land." The fire cloud slowly floated over, attracting the attention of many disciples, "What is that?"
A dozen disciples looked at the flaming clouds in the sky, and palpitations gradually appeared in their hearts.
"Let's go -" someone shouted, but can they go?
A flaming figure slowly appeared from above the fire cloud, like a dream in the void, indescribably weird and unpredictable.
"Let's go quickly -" A hostility, indelible hostility has penetrated into everyone's heart.
"The heart of fear——" The eighteen fire wolves opened their mouths violently, took a few steps in the void, and then opened their mouths to swallow the fleeing disciples.
The flames engulfed those disciples, but they made Fentianyansha's sad and cold soul feel any satisfaction and relief.
"Where is the monster?" A cold and stern but not loud voice came from behind the figure of Huo Guang, "Huh?" Fentian Yansha paused slightly, and after turning around, he saw a figure in white, with a cold face and eyes like
As ferocious and sharp as a thumbtack.
"Another one is coming -" without saying a word, Burning Sky Flame Fiend smacked it with his palm. The flames came up, the roaring sound was ups and downs, and in an instant, he came to the snow-white figure.
Such power seemed to exceed the expectations of the man with the snow-white silhouette. His face changed slightly, and his heart gradually sank into the trough, "I don't know the right time for such a monster to appear..."
The bright white sword in his hand suddenly shot out from the palm of his hand, and the fire seemed to engulf the snow-white figure directly. "Humph——" However, a muffled sound came from the fire, and a sharp sword seemed to engulf the snow-white figure.
The soaring flames cut into two parts.
Although there were no injuries on his body, he looked very embarrassed. "I unexpectedly encountered such a monster——" Who is the snow-white figure?
"The moment the swordsmanship returns to unity, the power of all swords comes." This person is Jian Guiyi, the great disciple of the Sword Sect. He has not walked around in the secular world for many years. He just returned to the sect a few days ago, but he saw Burning in front of him.
Heavenly flames.
"Huhu——" Fentian Yansha looked at Jian Guiyi. The murderous intention in his heart was not very strong, but he felt that his majesty had been provoked, so the black light in his eyes skyrocketed, and the golden flames turned into eight fire dragons.
Different locations surged away.
Jian Guiyi's body was separated like a sword. He stood in the void and trembled slightly. The sound of sword sounds continued to come from his body. "Instigation -" In an instant, Jian Guiyi's body fled away from here.
, he clearly understood that he was no match for the monster in front of him. Although the pride in his heart did not want to leave, he had to go.
With a deep frown and a gloomy gaze, this was the only time today that Jian Guiyi retreated without a fight, "Huhu——" The eight fire dragons followed closely behind, baring their fangs and claws and roared at Jian Guiyi, "Yu Tian Jian——
"Jian Gui made a seal with both hands, and immediately a huge long sword appeared behind him. The pattern marks on the blade were extremely clear, and a layer of brilliance shone brightly above the dense patterns.
"Crack--" with a sound, the eight heads of the eight fire dragons gathered together were cut into two pieces.
The Heavenly Sword burned red in the firelight and turned into nothingness in an instant. However, the fire dragon kept surging and followed the sword back to its original state.
"Uh..." Jian Guiyi's face immediately turned pale, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood. Cold sweat slowly flowed down his head. Jian Guiyi had never felt that he was so close to death.
Jian Guiyi has basically been practicing in the sect since he was a child. Although the sect did not give Jian Guiyi many talents and treasures, he has also achieved a level that is difficult for others to achieve. At such a young age,
His cultivation level is already close to the peak. If he can break through this bottleneck, then he will be the second strong man in the Sword Sect to reach the peak.
If not, he wouldn't have been able to sustain himself for so long in the hands of Burning Sky Yansha. But after all, he was no match for Burning Sky Yansha, and the gap between the two was still not comparable to that of ordinary realms.
Jian Guiyi's expression became worse and worse, and the hot temperature behind him made him drip with sweat. "Such a cultivation requires the sect leader to take action to avoid this disaster——"
With a snap, a fire whip whipped Jian Guiyi's body, causing Jian Guiyi to tremble, but his strong body still prevented Jian Guiyi from being swept away, leaving a trace of blood on his body for Jian Guiyi to eat.
It hurts so much.
"Oops -" Jian Guiyi's heart felt slightly bitter, but the next moment he was faced with an overwhelming wave of fire dragons, suddenly spurting out from the dark golden body.
The red light reflected on Jian Guiyi's eyes as he turned back, dyeing Jian Guiyi's eyes red, like a line of blood and tears...