In the end, they couldn't get over the hurdle in their hearts and ended their young lives with their own hands.
When a person is about to die, no one can stop him!
The blood dyed the snow on the ground red, and it was still trickling smoothly. It was bright red and dazzling, and had no smell of blood. Instead, it carried a faint fragrance, the fragrance of passing water.
Just like the most beautiful flower, it withered!
Zhao Tian's hands were squeezed tightly, and his teeth were about to be broken. Why could they not survive? They were not killed by people from the evil sect. As a man, he couldn't protect the women of the Vientiane Tower. What kind of man was he?
"Ah!" he roared, his eyes bloodshot.
Just a moment ago, there were four living and beautiful women, but in an instant, they fell to the ground and became cold. When they died, they all still had smiles of relief.
"What's your name?" Feng Feiyun asked.
"Martial Arts Student, Zhao Tian."
"Collect them and send them back to the Tower of Vientiane." Feng Feiyun's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he walked toward Qianmei Manor with a knife, saying: "Kill people to pay for their lives. For the lives of four women, the evil sect must have forty people.
Life, come and bury them with them!"
Kill for life, pay ten for one!
Zhao Tian stared at the black armor and the absolute back, his heart filled with admiration. There was such a true man in the world who was not afraid of the evil sect.
Today, Princess Luofu invited heroes from all over the world to gather at Qianmei Manor. Most of the heroes from the younger generation who came to Sansheng County have already arrived.
Not only for the five spiritual grasses, but also for the beauty of the fourth beauty in the Jin Dynasty.
The door of Qianmei Manor is opened without anyone blocking it. Everyone can enter today.
After Feng Feiyun walked into the gate, he saw a plum garden with white snow and red plums. When the cold wind blew, the red petals and white goose feathers danced with the snow, which was very pleasing to the eye.
After walking for half an hour, we passed through this plum garden, passed a large lake, and climbed over two steep mountains full of plum blossoms. In front of us, we saw a group of palaces with red walls and green tiles, and spiritual birds rushing in.
Fei, I'm afraid there are more than a hundred towers and ancient palaces.
Qianmei Manor is very large. It was once the private residence of the city lord and cannot be measured by ordinary manors.
Feng Feiyun tried his best to calm down his angry heart, and took a leisurely stroll, admiring the scenery and listening to the beautiful music of the guzheng. He closed his eyes and was intoxicated. It was not until he walked into this group of palaces that the sound of the guzheng was heard.
disappear.
"Boom!"
There are psychic spells colliding in the sky, and the sound of fighting can be heard in the distance.
This is a grand event of fighting between dragons and tigers. It has been going on for a long time, and dozens of battles have passed.
Walking slowly between the palaces, the sounds of fighting became increasingly clear.
Along the way, I met many monks of the younger generation, including the geniuses of the evil sect who wore black robes, the heirs of Taoist sects who wore Taoist robes, the little nuns in white from the Beast Taming Studio, and many talented people from the Vientiane Tower.
But these people were all rushing past, some were flying in the air, some were coming on cranes, and some were standing on the backs of white bone centipedes. No one noticed Feng Feiyun. They all had strong backgrounds and were very important to the world.
of invincible genius.
A commander of the Shenwu Army is just like an ordinary grass man, and he really can't get into their eyes.
After finally walking through this palace, my eyes suddenly opened up. This was in a vast plum garden. It was a sea of people. The young generation from all walks of life gathered together, and I could see many talents who were famous all over the world.
Princess Luofu is sitting in a wind pavilion, wearing a golden robe and fairy clothes, green hair like a divine waterfall, and a golden veil on her face. The aura of the Dragon King is lingering around her. Most people who look at her can't help but kneel on the ground.
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Eunuch Yu, wearing a green dove robe and smiling, stood beside Princess Luofu.
Eight great masters, wearing ancient mysterious divine armors, like the eight invincible gods of war, stood behind the wind pavilion, lined up, and they contained supreme fighting power.
No one dared to take a step closer to Princess Luofu, but next to Princess Luofu, there was a woman in white sitting, holding a purple wood guzheng, also wearing a veil, and there was an ethereal fairy charm about her body.
There were too many monks present. Feng Feiyun was standing under an ancient plum tree on the periphery. They were far apart and could only see trembling figures, unable to squeeze in.
There are many important figures gathered in Qianmei Manor. Among the ten halls of Senluo Hall, there are His Highnesses from the "Fourth Hall". The Third Hall, the Fourth Hall, the Seventh Hall, and the Tenth Hall are all here.
The strongest of the younger generation of the evil sect brought the top experts of the evil sect.
Each palace of the Evil Sect is independent of each other, and its power is quite terrifying. It is only because the Evil Sect wants to join forces to deal with the Wanxiang Tower that they are temporarily united together.
However, the evil sects have been divided for thousands of years, and they are very guarded against each other. Some evil sects are even in a state of hostility, and they cannot be monolithic.
In addition to the Evil Sect, the Dao Sect, the Beast Controlling House, the Eighteen Heavenly Marquis Mansion, and the four major clans, these forces have young talents and rich ladies gathered here. This shows that Princess Luofu's influence on the younger generation is not ordinary.
big.
"Princess Luofu is the master today. You evil sect people are so arrogant. Don't you even give the princess face?" Zhuo Jiwen, the third prince of the Dashi Kingdom, shouted loudly.
"Haha! The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. Six of your most powerful people from the Vientiane Tower have lost in a row. I can only say that... the Vientiane Tower has really declined, and there is no enemy left to fight. Hey! How can you blame me, the evil sect?
Arrogant?"
The Red Magic Cube laughed loudly, and a red cloud of fire bloomed on the palm of his hand, directly injuring a genius of the Vientiane Tower who was ranked 63rd in the "Hundred Towers List" and crashing to the ground. His body was scorched and he was shaking on the ground.
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Red Rubik's Cube is an outstanding figure in the fourth hall of Senluo Hall. He is a "palace protector" and the number one master under Xue Changxiao. No matter in terms of cultivation or ambition, few can match him.
"Today Princess Luofu is looking for the most powerful person in the Great Perfection of the Divine Foundation. Naturally, she is a monk with the best face in the world. My evil sect's fighting skills are invincible, so why can't I participate? Are you, the Wanxiang Tower, afraid?"
"The so-called genius-defying Jun from the Wanxiang Tower wanted to take revenge on my evil sect, but he was defeated in six out of six battles. This can only be attributed to your poor cultivation."
"Princess Luofu is a genius of the Wanxiang Tower. She won't be so small-minded and can't tolerate our evil sect, right?"
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All the disciples of the Evil Sect laughed, with ridicule and contempt. They had long known that there were many dissenters among the students of Wanxiang Pagoda, and today they wanted to avenge their shame.
So the geniuses of the Four Halls of the Evil Sect came out to suppress these dissenters in front of everyone. If you don't accept it, then you will be beaten.
Moreover, five spiritual herbs must be taken away from the hands of Princess Luofu, so that this proud royal goddess can also taste the power of the evil sect.
"The grudge between the Wanxiang Tower and the evil sect will naturally be decided in three months' time on the banks of the Holy Lake. Who is the king and who is the bandit? It will be clear at that time. No matter who it is today, as long as he can stand in the divine base
If you become the king in the realm of Dzogchen, you can take away the five spiritual herbs." Princess Luofu finally spoke.
The Red Cube stood in the field, deliberately scanning the students of the Vientiane Tower, and said with a smile: "It seems that my evil sect will dominate this stage today. The Vientiane Tower can't find a fightable enemy, so I only used the fifth level of power.
, we have already suppressed the geniuses of the six Vientiane Towers..."
"I'll fight you."
Zhuo Jiwen couldn't listen anymore. The white Confucian clothes on his body bulged. With a whoosh, he flew to the top of the Red Rubik's Cube and pressed down with a big handprint.
Zhuo Jiwen is the third prince of the Dashi Kingdom. He has been extremely talented since he was a child. Later, he entered the Wanxiang Pagoda to practice, and his cultivation became even more advanced. He became the hero of the younger generation of the Wanxiang Pagoda.
The students at the Vientiane Tower all know how powerful Zhuo Jiwen is, and he has almost never been defeated. If he takes action, he will definitely be able to suppress the evil sect's arrogance.
"boom!"
The Red Rubik's Cube stepped on a cloud of fire and soared into the sky. The aura of "thousands of red clouds" unfolded on its body. It was like its body turned into a piece of blue sky, with pieces of fire clouds floating above its head, like the red clouds of the setting sun or the sea of fire in the center of the earth.
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Zhuo Jiwen didn't expect that the Red Rubik's Cube would be so powerful, with such a powerful body and terrifying aura of violence. As soon as they had a fight, he was hit by a wave of fire that singed a strand of his hair.
Princess Luofu frowned slightly and shook her head slightly, as if she had already seen the result.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for Zhuo Jiwen to be hit by the "Six World-Shaking Flames" of the Red Rubik's Cube. Half of his body burned, and his flesh and blood kept rolling down.
Zhuo Jiwen was horrified. The "Six World-Shaking Flames" were so terrifying that even the body-protecting divine patterns couldn't stop them.
Just like that, the Red Rubik's Cube was knocked down with a palm, which contained the power of eight bulls. It caused Zhuo Jiwen to vomit blood, and there were seven or eight bloody wounds on his body, and his body was almost split into four or five pieces.
A young hero was lying on the ground, coughing up blood and unable to get up.
The whole audience was silent!
Zhuo Jiwen is the future heir of the Dashi Kingdom and the number one master of a sacred tower. Many people have heard of his name, but he still failed and was miserable.
Is the evil sect so powerful that it is invincible? Or are the disciples of the Wanxiang Pagoda really that weak?
"Haha! The Vientiane Tower has been defeated in seven out of seven battles. What a bullshit. The most holy land in the world is only worthy of our evil sect. Haha, no, even adding an extra foot is too rough... ah!"
A disciple of the Evil Sect was laughing when he was suddenly stared at by a glare. He fell to the ground with a bang, and his head exploded.
This is a third eye, the light is as sharp as a sword!
A single gaze can stare an evil sect disciple to death, and no one will notice where this gaze comes from.
"Who said that no one in the Vientiane Tower can fight?" A cold voice sounded, shocking the scene.
Feng Feiyun's spiritual consciousness stirred, and he looked towards the plum forest in the distance. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he was here.
"You are so sneaky, why don't you get out!"
"Hiding his head and showing his tail, he is just a coward..."
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
Several more gazes flew out of the air, piercing through the three Evil Sect disciples who were in the Great Perfection Realm of Divine Base. All of them fell straight to the ground with their hearts bursting.
Several Highnesses from the Evil Sect wanted to save him, but they were too late. The look in his eyes was so terrifying, like the eyes of the Netherworld Ghost King.