Xiao Bieli, dressed in a gold-painted dragon robe, stood in mid-air, holding a narrow thin knife in his hand.

"Sima Qingyun, forty-two years ago, I was also outside this Qianyun Gate, do you still remember what I said?"

The thin knife in Xiao Bieli's hand exuded bursts of sharp knife aura, but there was no ripple in his voice.

"Xiao Beili, you did surprise everyone's expectations, but do you think that you are my opponent today?"

Sima Qingyun stood below, two spirit swords shuttling back and forth around his body, and the majestic energy spread out in all directions.

His cultivation has reached the triple level of Tianxuan, and Xiao Bieli is only the peak of Daoxuan, and the gap between Dao Xuan and Tianxuan, he knows it well.

However, what surprised him was that Xiao Bieli appeared at this moment, what did he want?

According to this man's cautious temperament, it is impossible for him to come out so rashly and beg for death without full certainty.

"Forty-two years ago, you used the Hehuan Old Ancestor Cholera Dynasty to steal countless national fortunes from Liyue, I originally thought you would stop there, but I didn't want to, people's hearts are insufficient!"

Xiao Bieli slowly raised his arm, forty-two years ago, if it weren't for the sect's single-minded desire to squeeze out the national ancestor, he would not have left Yunmiao Immortal Island ruthlessly, and that woman would not have died.

"It's useless to talk more, Xiao farewell, let me see how much you have grown in the past forty-two years!"

Sima Qingyun sneered, and then his figure disappeared in place.

Xiao Bieli held the knife in one hand, and the vast dragon qi swarmed out between the circulations, and one after another spiritual qi was mixed in it, and his body slammed into the ground.

The thin knife was raised, and a strange knife instantly cut through the sky, and the control of the aura in it had reached the point of outrageousness.

Tang Ming stood in the distance, looking at the two people fighting outside the Qianyun Gate, and shook his head imperceptibly.

There is no doubt about Xiao Bieli's ability, but he stretched out in the framework of the realm and never jumped out.

If, standing in front of Sima Qingyun at this moment is not Xiao Bieli, but Feng Haobei, Lu Junfeng and even Han Daxiong, as long as their cultivation reaches the peak of Dao Xuan like Xiao Bieli.

A Sima Qingyun does not have the slightest power to resist at all.

It's not that the talent of the three of them is higher than Xiao Bieli's, but because Xiao Bieli's body has the dragon spirit of national luck.

Although this dragon qi can be blessed on the aura and make him more powerful, but between the luck connections, he is also drawn by the worldly cause and effect.

Rules, in the end, still can't jump out of these two.

Sure enough, a moment later, Xiao Beili flew out like a broken paper kite, and the gold-painted dragon robe on his body was also tattered.

"How nice it would be if you weren't a member of the royal family!"

Even Sima Qingyun, who was standing on a high place at the moment, couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the defeated man.

Xiao Bieli's talent was the highest of all the people he had ever seen.

If he hadn't forcibly blessed himself with a pot of luck, forty-two years would be enough for him to step into the Heavenly Xuan.

"Cultivators are already cultivating the truth, and what have your sects done?"

Xiao Bieli held the knife in one hand and slowly stood up, behind him, the bright yellow dragon qi shone brightly.

The canopy was torn apart by the dragon's qi, and in the dim sky, the tragic stream shadow graphics appeared in front of everyone.

The numb and creative cities, the frightened but unwilling desperate eyes, and the corpses piled up like mountains.

Tang Ming, who was in the distance, couldn't help but be a little moved when he saw this.

Purgatory on earth, nothing more!

Who would have thought that the people who created all this were actually those cultivators who looked immortal?

At this moment, Tang Ming completely understood why Xiao Bieli did this, why he wanted to cut off the immortal path, and why he wanted to completely separate the world from the cultivators.

When the power is not equal, there will be a gap, and this gap will appear vividly in front of everyone in the form of horrific scenes.

"See? The Heavenly Dao sent down the Thunder Tribulation because you went against the sky? Let me tell you today, the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation is to get justice for these unknown sentient beings!"

Xiao Bei's figure rose from the ground, the long knife in his hand was even more lightning and thunder, and endless dragon qi was wrapped around the blade, killing intent Ling Ran.

"Humph!"

Sima Qingyun sneered, for thousands of years, people in the world have been no different from ants in the eyes of cultivators, and it is simply wishful thinking to shake his state of mind just by relying on a few words from Xiao Bieli.

The two spirit swords around him surged, and the violent aura was ingested into the spirit sword, and dense inscriptions appeared in the surrounding air.

"Killing the gods!"

Xiao Bieli held the knife in his right hand, and his left hand was overlapped on top of his right hand, and a touch of the knife seemed to cross time and space, and appeared in front of Sima Qingyun in an instant.

The two-pole swords that rotated around Sima Qingyun's body suddenly sped up, and the inscriptions rose into the sky one after another, pouring down like a curtain of rain.

The long knife went straight in, and after breaking through the rain curtain, the castration continued.

Tang Ming in the distance frowned again, he could clearly feel that the vitality on Xiao Bieli's body was dissipating at an extremely fast speed.

Sima Qingyun also felt an aura that made his heart palpitate under the sword, but at this time, he had no way to retreat from it.

The sword fell, and the red light flashed.

The rain curtain in the sky stopped at this moment, Xiao Beili's upper body was completely destroyed, and the long knife in his hand had been turned into pieces.

"Master!"

Han Xiaoyu ran to Xiao Bieli and reached out to support Xiao Bieli, who was about to fall to the ground.

In the distance, Sima Qingyun, who was wearing a cloak, let out a sneer, although he was not lightly injured, but he could not hurt the foundation.

At this moment, as soon as Xiao Bie is dead, no one in the entire Liyue Dynasty will be his opponent, since the girl can't be taken away, then kill it.

"Xiaoyu, the master is useless......"

Xiao Bieli's eyes had gradually blurred, but he could still clearly see the tears on the little girl's face.

Han Xiaoyu shook her head desperately, but she couldn't take back her tears.

Daddy is gone, Xiao Yu is gone, the senior brothers are also gone, Brother Tang's whereabouts are unknown, and now the master is also dying.

The obsession in Han Xiaoyu's heart gradually began to collapse, and her life seemed to be completely darkened at this moment.

"Throughout the ages, natural selection, cultivators are the masters of this heaven and earth, what is it to kill a few ordinary people?"

Sima Qingyun said as he walked towards Xiao Bieli and Han Xiaoyu.

Today, he is going to completely cut the grass and eradicate the roots, take down the Zhenyun Seal, and completely control the secular imperial power in the hands of the Purple Qi Sect.

There are more than 10 million dynasties in the world, why is it so special?

Yunmiao Immortal Island, Tongtian Pavilion, Heavenly Sword One Vein, God Killing Purgatory......

These things should not be something that a secular dynasty can have, so today Sima Qingyun wants to take it all back.

The Great Seal suspended in mid-air in the distance suddenly trembled without warning, and then at the same time, Han Xiaoyu's body exuded a terrifying aura.

"People...... How is this possible?!"

Sima Qingyun looked at the girl who was less than a hundred steps away from him, and his heart was terrified.

Hasn't the Human Emperor bloodline completely disappeared since the Sanhua Divine Sect took away that woman?

"Sima Qingyun, do you know now?"

Xiao Bieli struggled out of the corner of his mouth with a sneer, and at this moment, his heart was finally placed in the calf.

At this moment, forty-two years of planning can finally come to fruition.

"It turns out that all this you did was because of her?"

Sima Qingyun gritted his teeth and looked at Han Xiaoyu, from this girl's body, he felt a trace of chill to his bones.

"The bloodline of the Human Emperor has never disappeared, nine years ago, the people of the Sanhua Divine Sect took her away, do you really think you can sit back and relax?"

Xiao Bieli slowly raised his head, looking at the seal that lowered ten thousand rays of light on the other side, and his face showed a calm look.

"What about the human emperor's bloodline, none of you want to leave here alive today!"

"As long as I kill her, who else can be in charge of this Zhenyun seal? Xiao Farewell, forty-two years ago, I could let you be a man with your tail between your legs, and now you can!"

Sima Qingyun's aura rose again, and the two pole swords threw out two completely different kinds of energy, like a long dragon alternately, attacking and killing from a distance.

"Hahaha, Sima Qingyun, you still don't know me Xiao Farewell!"

Xiao Bieli laughed, he knew best that there was that man standing in the distance, even if the head of the sect came today, it would be impossible to hurt a single hair of Han Xiaoyu.

Listening to the wild laughter in his ears, Sima Qingyun couldn't help but feel a little presumptuous in his heart.

In his impression, Xiao Bieli is definitely not a reckless person, today he can swagger out and beg for death, why?

Thinking of this, Sima Qingyun felt a chill down his spine, and there was only one reason why Xiao Bieli did this, that is, he understood that he couldn't kill Han Xiaoyu.

"Roar!!"

Just as the two-pole sword approached Han Xiaoyu, a deafening roar came from a distance.

Before Sima Qingyun could even react to what was going on, the whole person flew out upside down in an instant.

The dust fell, and a man stood in it with a gun.

The silver body of the spear flashed with strange inscriptions, and on the black head of the spear, a bright flame rose wantonly.

"Brother Tang?"

Looking at the back that appeared in front of him, Han Xiaoyu was stunned.

She didn't expect that at the last moment, it was this man who stood in front of her and blocked all disasters for her.

"Xiao farewell, why are you suffering?"

Tang Ming didn't turn around, but the voice came into Xiao Bieli's ears.

He didn't understand that if Xiao Bieli had made all this clear earlier, he wouldn't have to be like this.

At the very least, he doesn't have to fight with Sima Qingyun for his life.

"My life, in fact, was gone when the woman turned around and threw herself into the yellow sand desert. ”

Xiao Bieli let out a faint smile bitterly, holding his breath for decades, and one day he vomited it all, the most hearty.

"Innate peak?"

Sima Qingyun was taken aback just now, and after coming back to his senses, he looked at the man with a gun standing in front of him, and couldn't help but say.

This is Xiao Bieli's last reliance?

Isn't it too child's play!

Even though he was seriously injured now, it was almost effortless to deal with a cultivator of the Innate Realm.

And at this moment, three streamers flashed in the distance.

Han Daxiong and the other three stood on both sides of Tang Ming, looking at the cultivation realm of these people, Sima Qingyun was confused again.

Two people in the Xuan realm, one in the early stage of Dao Xuan, this may already be great in the academy, but it is obviously far from enough to deal with him, a seriously injured sect elder.

Sima Qingyun sneered, and just as he was about to say something, his pupils tightened suddenly, and he looked at the scene in front of him with an incredulous expression.