The scenery in front of me, the desolate and shocking heart, a wicked blood permeated in the dense forest.
At the present, there were at least two hundred disciples of Lihuzong. They each fell into a pool of blood, and their eyes were full of fear. A vibrant mountain forest, but at this time, it seemed to be depressed and horrible.
Distinguish.
Of course, both hope that this is not true.
"Everyone ... how could this be like this?" Yin Mo kneeled on his knees softly and kneeling on the ground. Her face rushed out of her eyes, and her eyes were scratching the disciples of Lihuo Zong who died on the ground.
Qin Shi is also terrified. This picture is really terrible.
"Who is it, it's so cruel."
The squeak of the joint sounds in Qin Shi's boxing.
"It must be Wang Yun, they, their group of beasts ..." Yin Mo's eyes were tears, and her eyes were hazy. Suddenly, she widened her eyes, rushed forward, and flipped one by one in the grass piles.
The corpse showed a hint of joy in the sadness: "Shao Yang, Brother Shao Yang, they are not there, they must be alive."
"Um?"
Qin Shi frowned, and then realized that in the corpse, there were indeed no other purple -level disciples.
Boom!
Just when the two of them found a trace of relief, about 1,000 meters in the north suddenly permeated the vast purple light. Under the purple light, the burning flames were burned.
Flying ash annihilation.
Seeing Ziguang and Fire, Yin Mo was shocked: "Brother Shaoyang."
I also felt the fluctuations of spiritual power, Qin Shi no longer hesitated, hugged Yin Mo, and walked in the air for several consecutive times, and went straight to the fire outside the kit.
The clouds on the upside are stained with blood red.
"Don't be okay."
Pray silently, Qin Shi accelerated again.
Nympho
In the center of the secret state, hundreds of people gather here, which are roughly divided into two waves.
One wave is led by Wang Yun, about 300 disciples of Yun Dingzong. The other wave is several purple -level disciples in Shaoyang, and fewer hundred disciples of Lihuo Zong.
Most of them have different injuries.
"Wang Yun, your beasts, even attacked us." On the left arm of Shaoyang, there was a shocking blood mouth, and the blood was constantly exuding purple light, and he was constantly eating his body: "If it is passed, Ling Xiao's palm is the hand.
I won't let you go! "
"Sneak attack?"
"Oh, the soldiers don't tire of fraud. In this long history, the winner came to the streets. As today, after you die, no one will remember you again, only to remember the existence of the king. Yun Dingzong!"
Wang Yun took a step ahead and crooked his head: "Besides, don't you understand such a simple rule? Burning the secrets of the sky, allowing any state to kill any state.
! ""
"brute!"
Next to Shaoyang, several purple disciples scolded.
The scolding sound echoed in the forest, but Wang Yun smiled with a easy -going face, as if it should be.
Indeed, he was right. History was written by the winner. In the end, it would only be the result, not the process.
Previously, Shaoyang and others passed here, but Wang Yun and others were divided into two waves. One of them was that Qin Shi saw more than 200 disciples who died tragic before, and the other wave was now.
Few half hundred disciples.
Being attacked, now they are completely weak.
One hundred people, fighting for three hundred people, and when there is no insurmountable gap in spiritual power, the final result can be imagined.
"This is dead, what should I do?"
"I don't want to die, there are old in my house, there are small below, my wife is waiting for me, I can’t die here."
"We will definitely die, they have more than 300 people."
Today, people are swordsman, and I am a fish. The disciples who are away from Huo Zong have completely lost their warfare, and they have collapsed by all the fear of fighting.
For a while, despair and fear climbed their face, even the weapons in their hands could not hold it, and fell to the ground one by one.
"Damn!" Shao Yang's heart was tightened when he felt the change of the disciples' mentality.
They are weak, and if they are overwhelming in the momentum, there is really no hope. In this case, only if they are settled to death, they may have a line of vitality.
Otherwise, they will become the object of Yun Dingzong's slaughter, and they will be buried and sleeping in this secret situation. Thinking of this, Shao Yang clenched his fists nervously and scolded: "What should I do?
Is Cangtian destined to die and leave me from Huizong? "
"Hehe, did you give up?"
Looking at the disappearance of the army, such as a disciple of the lifts in the salamander, Wang Yun naturally joked very naturally.
Boom!
Yun Dingzong's disciples, one by one, suddenly became crazy after getting the order.
The attack on the sky, such as the Yingxian's meteor shower, overwhelmed the sky, the spiritual power of the sun, the moon and the stars, turned into a gorgeous ice lotus. The ice lotus bloomed, and the blood stains were brought up in the dense forest.
Under the attack, the disciples of Lihuzong are like the weaker women who have no power to bind chickens. They were slaughtered as a mermaid, and they suddenly became the object of the slaughter of the disciples of Yun Dingzong.
"Wang Yun, I don't wear the sky with you!"
Watching a disciple who was away from Huo Zong fell into a pool of blood, Shao Yang ignored the blood mouth on his arms, raised the sabers in his hand, and then he raised his teeth and roared fiercely: "Brothers, horizontal and vertical, all of them
It's dead, if I am a disciple who leaves Huo Zong, followed me to pick up the weapon on my hand and fight with them! "
"Kill one without compensation, kill two to earn!"
The last words fell, Shaoyang's galloping to Yun Dingzong.
It is said that the thin camel is larger than the horse. Although Shaoyang is seriously injured, the ordinary Yun Dingzong disciple is still not his opponent. The sabers in his hands are like the sickle of death.
The disciples were wiped on the neck and killed.
Looking at the desperate Shaoyang, several purple disciples looked at each other, and entered the crowd.
"Life is a fireman, death is a leaving ghost, kill one without compensation, kill two to make money! It is my disciple who left the fire sect, so I raised me a weapon and defended Zongmen together!" Liu Qing, Liu Lan
, Two female disciples, raised Hong Ling in their hands at the same time, roared angrily, and rushed into the crowd.
Wars, send it immediately.
The blood and water are like a long river, rolling in the gully in the mountains.
Infected by the momentum, the disciples of Li Zong trembled, and finally a person took the lead in picking up the blade, killing Yun Dingzong, and scolded: "Anyway, they are dead, kill his mother, kill one on Huangquan Road on Huangquan Road
Parent! "
The momentum of the downturn suddenly rose like a shock, reaching an unprecedented height.
Finally, all the disciples from Huo Zong began to pick up their own blades. One by one sacrificing spiritual power, killing the battlefield: "Life is a fireman, death is a ghost of the fire, everyone fights with them, kill one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one.
Compensation, kill two of them! "
The scene is magnificent, all kinds of martial arts, overwhelmed the starry sky.
One by one killing red eyes, purple spiritual power and burning the flames of burning the sky constantly bloom in the hearts of both disciples.
In a blink of an eye, the center of the secret situation is already embarrassed. The earth around the world is full of potholes, one by one, and the bottomless cracks. Under the devastation of spiritual power, it will continue as long as a long dragon.
between.
boom!
Burning the flames of the sky, purple star · sunset.
In that scene, there can only be a tragic description.
Well!
But at this time, a galloped purple light suddenly broke the battlefield.
I saw that Chu Yuanba held a two -meter -long spiritual long knife with one hand. When the long knife cut through the sky, the miserable lightning sound. The lightning sound sounded, there must be a tragic death of the disciple of the fire.
Names, ten, dozens of disciples, have fallen into pool.
Started by this move, the disciple of Lihuzong who killed the red -eyed, stopped again.
"Oh, it's really uninteresting things." In a blink of an eye, Chu Yuanba gently described the long sword, and immediately rushed forward, and a person entered the battlefield like an undead Pluto.
It must be the blood stains.
Under the bottom, Qi Yan was scattered a lot by Chu Yuanba's intervention.
"Damn, don't be like this, I have to stop him." Shao Yang thought.
Among the eight -level disciples, Song Yu and Chen Gang looked at the eyes: "Brother Shaoyang, Chu Yuanba gave us."
"Just rely on you?" Chu Yuanba smiled, and immediately rolled the sword in the air, and immediately saw the long knife released in the sky, and quickly condensed in the air.
However, the two people bombarded: "Purple Star · Gossip!"
Jian Guang passed through the air, just the shadow in the blink of an eye, instantly hit the two of them.
"Song Yu, Chen Gang!" Shao Yang was shocked, and immediately looked at Chu Yuanba coldly: "It seems, I still underestimated you ..."
When holding the long knife in his hand again, Chu Yuanba hummed very contempt: "Hum, unbearable."
The two great purple disciples were defeated, and the flames fell again.
Disciples from Huo Zong are destined to be out of the result of being sentenced to death.
"Hehe, it's enough?" At this time, the battlefield cleared, Wang Yun suddenly stepped forward, gentle and casually smiled, but the laughter was full of blood, and immediately he raised his hand slightly, and the five fingers opened at the same time at the same time at the same time.
Out, Lei Guang, one by one, ignited between his palms.
"Shao Yang, I have to say that your cohesion is very good, but you have a disadvantage to do this. But, I am curious. If you die, what will this group of disciples fall?"
Lei Guang broke the dawn of Tianming, and he hit Shaoyang.
The five -way thunder and light, passing by, as if it was an indestructible blade, a series of disciples who crushed dozens of ancient trees, and ten meters away from the square, whether it is Yun Dingzong or Li Zong, will be fluttered out.
"Shaoyang!"
"Brother Shaoyang!"
For a moment, the audience was frightened.
Seeing that the attack was approaching, Shao Yang turned around in horror, watching the thunder light that expanded in front of him, frowned into the Sichuan character, and the fire of burning the sky without thinking, trying to resist the five purple light.
However, the Wu Dao purple light, like a motor with three hundred turns, was quickly pulled away as soon as the fire was approaching, without the scream of the pause.