"Panlong Blazing Lightning!" "Three thunderbolts of lightning in the clear sky, like the claws of the dragon, burst from Zuo Zongchen's long knife war horse, and collapsed towards Sikong Changxu!

Sikong Changxu had a distraction, but Zuo Zongchen was desperate, although he was desperate, under the rapid arc of lightning, Sikong Changxu suspended in the air and stopped, his long body retreated, stretched out his arm and raised his sword to block his head and face, this time, half of his arm collapsed into blood, and Sikong Changxu was furious: "Zuo Zongchen, you are crazy!"

"Hahaha!" Zuo Zongchen's hair was all scattered, his hair curled up and dirty on his shoulders, looking embarrassed, Zuo Zongchen laughed loudly: "You finally see that I'm crazy! Sikong Changxu, you have no children under your knees, of course you don't know the pain of losing a child! Even if it is the only remaining bloodline of your Sikong family, your nephew Sikong Duo, you may not really take him to heart, do you really care about his life or death!"

"Hugh Dehu!" Seeing that there were many people, Sikong Changxu was annoyed and ashamed, and his solid strength ran through his arms, and he was about to fight back with a sword, Zuo Zongchen had no intention of fighting, and rushed to 100,000 iron horsemen to sacrifice the Thunderbolt Tiger Talisman, and roared hoarsely: "Kill into the Holy Ancient!"

"The general is rebellious, the same crime, who dares to move!" Sikong Changxu roared like thunder, and his momentum approached Zuo Zongchen.

Ten thousand horses are together, ten thousand armies are looking forward to it, one is the prime minister, the other is a direct cavalry, and the truth or falsehood of the Thunderbolt Tiger Fu is just the superficial words of the two.

Suddenly, a man dressed as a commander broke through the silence with a roar: "I have been fighting with the Governor of Zuodu for many years, but the Governor of Zuo is obedient!"

Under a call, the army responded, seeing the hooves of the ten thousand horses, the sound of killing was shocking, Sikong Changxu was quick to move, and a golden light was whipped out under the sword, and the commander who was the first soldier was chopped into a man on his back, and the man died of anger when he provoked, and the storm was extinguished again, Sikong Changxu roared angrily: "Who else!"

"Sikong Changxu, you!" Zuo Zongchen was so angry that his body trembled like a sieve, and he ordered the army in a wild voice: "Kill into the Holy Gu!"

The army's heart has been moved, the fighting spirit has been frustrated, and one by one the cavalry swayed with the saddle, looking left and right, but did not dare to take a step forward.

Sikong Changxu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had also made a miraculous achievement, he couldn't help but be secretly proud, and said arrogantly with his short beard: "Zuo Zongchen, are you guilty?" Now bow down and confess your guilt, meet the Holy Monarch with me, for the sake of many years of friendship, I will intercede for you." ”

Zuo Zongchen sighed, raised his whip fiercely, and the war horse neighed in pain, ready to go straight to the Holy Ancient Academy with a single sword, Zuo Zongchen insisted on going his own way, Sikong Changxu couldn't control it, so he simply raised his hands and waited to see the changes.

At this moment, the sparse sky suddenly changed the wind and clouds, and between the obscurity and the light and the extinction, an unprecedented terrifying image appeared-

A woman's crazy laughter, like thunder and rain, echoed between the ground, and a huge friendless palm poked out of the dense clouds!

The palm of the hand that covers the clouds is actually five fingers, with the power of the clouds and rain through the sky, the index finger and thumb of the giant palm are pinched into the shape of a bird's head, and the two white nails like sharp knives are pinched with a handful of charcoal ash, and the charcoal ash falls from the sky to the earth with a gentle hand!

was originally lined with a giant palm, but it didn't fall until it fell in front of everyone's eyes, only to find that it was actually a charred corpse and descended!

"Yitang!" Zuo Zongchen's eyes were almost bloody, his crying was full of grief and indignation, and he flew to catch Zuo Yitang's corpse, falling to the ground and crying.

Suddenly, the huge hand that covered the ground disappeared in an instant, but seeing this vision, the horse's hooves rushed uncontrollably, the men and horses were terrified, and the 100,000 cavalry were all in chaos! Only Zuo Zongchen was immersed in the grief of losing his son, and he had already cried straight out, filling the hasty army with a bit of treachery.

Sikong Changxu is the most shrewd, from the moment he saw the giant hand, he shouted badly, knowing that there was an enchantment protection over the Holy Ancient Academy, and the soles of his feet ran wildly towards the gate of the Holy Ancient Academy, and when the cavalry saw this, they immediately followed Sikong Changxu's example, crowded in all directions, and made a person turn on his back!

Suddenly, there was a light sigh: "It's too messy, clean and clean!"

In the next moment, the dense clouds of the Nine Heavens cracked a narrow opening, like the Nine Waterfalls bursting the embankment, and a sea of light so strong that it was indescribably strong poured out, and the 100,000 cavalry seemed to be captured by the red flames of the demon mirror, and under the blazing light, they fell on their bodies in pain one by one!

The extremely prosperous sea of light, everywhere, pervasive, destroying the liver and bladder, burning the blood and burning the flesh, the vast 100,000 elites, is no different from the ants exposed to the strong light, there is no time to make a "zizi" burning sound, and even the ashes are not left, all in the aurora poured into the sky, turned into steaming white steam!

The sky rose again, the giant palm poked out again, and with a close finger, the ravines of the dense clouds were smoothed, and the laughter of the female voice echoed in the nine skies, gradually receding, and the aftermath was endless. The ever-changing wind and clouds gradually returned to clearness, and a gust of wind blew, gently blowing away the layer of killing vapor floating on the ground.

The stone gate that has stood for thousands of years in Shenggu is as usual, and even the greenery of the vines on the side of the door has not been reduced by a single point.

Sikong Changxu's eyes shrunk in the crack of the door, he couldn't close his eyelids in shock, and for a while, he collapsed on the ground like mud, his legs trembled violently without being called, his mind was blank, he couldn't describe everything just now, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that the 100,000 elite riders couldn't be described as dead at all, but it was gone in the blink of an eye, like a bubble, snapped, and broke!

Until the guards carried away Sikong Changxu, his eyes were empty, and he kept muttering: "It's gone, it's gone!"

100,000 elite soldiers disappeared out of thin air, as if countless invisible tombs had been inserted outside the Holy Gu, and the rumors caused by that alarming roar had come to an abrupt end, and the real fear was silent.

Longqiu Wuyang stood in front of the window, holding his hands hard behind his back, unintentionally pinching his knuckles "knock it", he said a word, and only then did he reluctantly reveal a little dark brown thick lips from the thick black circle beard, "It seems that those people have obtained the Holy Relic of the Light Clan-Cangzhu Lost Light!"

Longqiu Wuyang turned around and found that Gu Mu Immortal Master was sitting on a wooden bench, looking out the window at Lan Wu's self-absorbed attention, as if he didn't pay attention to his words, as if he felt Longqiu Wuyang's gaze, Gu Mu let out an "oh" as if he was in a trance, looked at Longqiu Wuyang fixedly, and implied him to go down.

Longqiu Wuyang felt a little embarrassed in his heart, lifted the corners of his robe, sat down with the ancient herd immortal master, and fiddled with the zither on the table indiscriminately, "Zheng-Zheng" randomly fiddled with the zither on the table, and persuaded: "Danhuang abuses the holy relics so much, it must have suffered a deep devouring power, and at this moment, I don't know where to hide to heal my wounds."

Except for Lihuang, no one among those people could touch the holy relics of the Light Clan, so the Immortal Master could rest assured, although there were 100,000 Gu Clan soldiers who were robbed, fortunately, the Holy Gu was not ignited, and the Holy Gu could be calm for the time being. ”

Gu Mu Immortal Master groaned, Liang Jiufang raised his head, the white eyebrows of the Qingfeng Dao bones condensed a few deep lines, he suddenly put his hand on the strings, interrupted the noisy humming under Longqiu Wuyang's fingers, and said simply: "I plan to temporarily close the Holy Gu, except for the teachers who voluntarily stayed, and the students who are orphans, the rest will be dismissed!"