Retire to the stars!

Tiandong 800 sects and 12 star rivers in the heart of the hinterland, the temple around the top of the heavy mountain, 30,000 iron armor sound of the heaven and earth for a long time.

The sound of tens of thousands of people causing the wind of heaven and earth, the wind blowing up the dark clouds in the gloomy sky, and those clouds surging rapidly, as if they were panicked by the power of the 30,000 iron-armored lions under the throne of Dong Chuming and fled in all directions.

But in the unsheltered and empty sky, they are destined to have nowhere to hide.

Those clouds were fateful, and finally turned into raindrops at a certain moment, dripping from thousands of feet in the sky.

"Click. ”

The first drop of jade-sized raindrops fell, hitting the stone steps of the blue brick holy step, and then was abruptly trampled on the soles of the feet.

This voice of inviting the Buddha into the West makes the Lord of the Star River, who does not eat the fireworks of the world, finally unable to tolerate it, and finally wants to maintain the supreme majesty that belongs to the twelve stars of the heavens!

Countless eyes converged in front of the temple.

People's heartbeats seemed to stand still, looking at the figure that moved half a step among the eight star lords, thinking that they couldn't avoid it after all, and the moment to stop the war with war had finally come.

Tianwei Xing, who stepped out, ignored the countless eyes around him, he condescended, looked at those apprentices and nephews, and squinted his eyes.

Thinking about many years, the days when the twelve stars of the sky were famous in the world have really never been provoked. Now in front of the countless believers of the Eight Hundred Sects and the Zhuang Sheng Temple, he was respectfully asked to retire by several third-generation disciples and apprentices and nephews who inherited the mantle, which made Tianwei Xing, who was ranked eleven, sneer slightly.

He felt that at this moment, it was very necessary to let the people of the world know whether the lord of Xingchuan who was in charge of the Eight Hundred Sects was really honest and old, and it was time to abdicate and make way for Xian!

So he moved half a step.

Everyone held their breath.

He didn't say anything, he moved.

Whether he is in the Heavenly Dragon or Heavenly Demon camp, at this moment, he only represents the twelve stars of Jingtian!

The moment Tianwei Star rose up, a thunderbolt flashed in the clouds, followed by a torrential rain.

At this moment, tens of thousands of arrows from the top of the heavy mountains on three sides turned around in unison, aiming at the figure that was as fast as light in the rainstorm.

At this moment, the white gossamer on the arm of the Heavenly Hidden Star, who had been evident for many years under the stone steps, was entwined and circulating.

Tianji Xing didn't move, but the Reverse Scale Sword in the hand of Liancheng Jue, who was wearing a golden armor holy robe, was trembling violently.

In the face of Tianwei Xing's violent action, none of the senior brothers including Jun Zeyu were careless. Everyone is running and cultivating, preparing for a tough battle that is destined to be recorded in the history of the Eight Hundred Sects...... Call Tiandong for the stars!

In the dim sky where the dark clouds rolled and the heavy rain drifted, a silver cold light nearly a hundred feet long split through the continuous rain curtain, leaving countless trails along the void, and finally slashed down like a guillotine.

"It's coming. ”

Behind Liancheng Jue, the greedy wolf who inherited the Seven Swords of Dividing Clouds frowned.

Tianwei Xing is his mentor.

Even though he is confident that he has won the true biography of Hoshikawa and has never slackened off in the past ten years, he is still a little intimidated in the face of his teacher.

There is fear, and there is also a little inner restlessness that is eager to try.

He knew very well that the teacher's sword was the real Cloud Splitting Sword.

But he also wanted to know how much he thought that the Dividing Cloud Sword had been achieved over the years was similar to that of the teacher.

He had a sword in his hand.

The excitement prompted his hand holding the sword to strain slightly.

At the moment when the Dividing Cloud Sword fell, Jun Zeyu and Lian Chengjue and other senior brothers gave way one after another. Even the two star masters of the Heavenly Hidden Heavenly Machine also turned sideways, leaving the greedy wolf alone.

Just like the senior brother said, since you respectfully invite Zhuxing to retire, you must let Zhuxing see if the three generations of disciples have the strength to inherit the mantle of Xingchuan and protect the eight hundred sects!

So this battle belongs to him!

Apprentice to teacher!

He's adjusting his breathing.

The greedy wolf cultivator instantly climbed to the peak state of the Spirit Aperture Realm, and he was only one step away from turning into a tribulation!

His eyes were like wolves staring at the sword light, he knew where the Cloud Splitting Sword started and where it fell, he was carefully calculating the time and distance, and then looking for the opportunity to draw the sword.

The wait, it's a long time.

He could hear his own clear and heavy heartbeat.

Finally, the sword fell.

The greedy wolf's feet were slightly forced, and he wanted to raise his height to meet the sword. But the moment he raised his eyes, he saw the terrifying red bloody aura surging in the distant sky.

In the dim sky, the bloody aura was like a thousand troops, more like a rushing river of blood.

Manic, fierce.

Suddenly swept in.

The sky around the temple was instantly covered with red blood, and the rain fell so heavily that it was even dyed into red raindrops.

The sudden change occurred in the thunder and lightning.

No one can explain the cause of the vision, because no one has time to explain it.

Including the Heavenly Dragon Heavenly Demon Stars in front of the temple, many powerhouses of the Eight Hundred Sect raised their eyes vigilantly, and they felt a strong threat from the overwhelming bloody aura.

It was a murderous aura that could not be concealed!

That murderous aura doesn't belong to any one of them here! Since the murderous aura that comes from the bad one doesn't belong to the Eight Hundred Sects, then there is only one purpose for it to appear!

Against 800 cases!

This is a thought that comes to everyone's mind...... But everything happened too fast, and when the bloody aura spread all over the sky, Tianwei Xing was still in the process of falling after the sword was slashed, and the sword of the greedy wolf would not come out. Beneath the bloody monstrous clouds, there was the sword light that slashed down, and there were countless confused and frightened faces.

It's a picture.

The picture is freeze-framed.

There is no such thing as absolute stillness, and no matter how slow the lens is, there will always be a time to change. Maybe it's the rendering of the stop-motion picture, and often those changes are like thunder.

There was no thunder in the blood river in the sky, and when it changed, there was only a straight red light.

Red light fell from the sky, as if a pillar of heaven and earth was falling, and it was like opening a void light door to the nameless space. The red light was crystal clear, and it shot straight down from the sky, cutting off the cloud-splitting sword light, and in a trance, it hit the stone steps in front of the temple, and then the red light dissipated.

The four fields of the temple are lonely and abnormal, only the sound of drifting heavy rain cleans the green mountains and green forests.

Tianwei Xing's sword was fruitless, and it fell. His gaze was the same as that of countless people around him, a little annoyed, a little surprised, looking along the place where the red light hit that day.

There's a knife there!

I can't describe the appearance of the knife, because the blade of the knife is shrouded in blood.

The knife was calm, and it was plunged deep into the steps of the Holy Step.

However, when all eyes came to the moment, where the tip of the knife came into contact with the stone steps, the Holy Step Stone Step suddenly burst into countless cracks, and the cracks spread terrifyingly, causing the surrounding Eight Hundred Sect Believers to retreat in panic, and in just a breath, the incomparably hard Holy Step Stone Step made of Tiandong Blue Stone turned into a puddle of gravel in the middle of the middle section where the Eight Stars and Liancheng Jue and the others were.

The Twelve Stars of the Heavenly Heavens reacted almost instantaneously.

Tianyin, the two stars of Tianji looked at each other in shock, but all the eight hundred powerhouses who had experienced the battle of Fengzong twelve years ago had a name in the sea of knowledge.

Butcher's knife!

The golden armor holy clothes held the reverse scales in his hand, and the Liancheng Jue raised his head in a trance.

In the gloomy sky, the blood-colored sky gradually faded, and a straight figure in a black shirt and white hair emerged from the curtain of the rainstorm and came into view.

"Is it him?" Jun Zeyu looked puzzled.

Luo Changfeng has black shirts and silver hair.

The demonic energy is extremely heavy, the face is hideous, and the eyes are full of blood.

He stood in the void and looked down on all beings.

A pair of bloody eyes swept over the twelve stars of the Heavenly Heavens in turn, and finally locked on the Tianwei Star. If I remember correctly, this person was one of the three stars who attacked and killed his father.

He thought that since it was a holy sacrifice ceremony, then he would worship it together with the twelve stars!

Luo Changfeng's demonic aura was furious.

He reached out and pulled out the butcher knife.

Tianwei Xing, this butcher's knife will be opened by you for the blood sacrifice!

(PS: Thanks to Goodmanxds friends for the monthly pass.) Recently, my state has been really bad, all kinds of mental crit, and I am worried that I won't be able to survive when I am most uncomfortable. Damn, hopefully time will work it out. I hope that I can find my form as soon as possible and continue to write stories for everyone. ）