Vientiane Mountain, with a large array of mountain protection, hundreds of thousands or even millions of disciples, is the strength to deter a piece of land, but at this time, it is like an unguarded woman, facing a surging group of wolves. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Go, arrest everyone for me, I will sacrifice my Yang'er with blood at the top of Vientiane Peak!" the second elder shouted angrily and flew out of the flying boat first, and at the same time, thousands of warriors left the flying boat.

Sen Sen's killing intent permeated from the bodies of these warriors. Especially the Second Elder, who had already reached the Divine Realm, was even more like a purple sun shining in the sky above Vientiane Mountain at this moment.

Vientiane Mountain trembled under the killing intent of these two elders, and the trees and flowers of Vientiane Mountain withered almost instantly under the shroud of this killing intent. Some animals that usually run freely in Vientiane Mountain, under the shroud of this murderous machine, are either running wildly or hiding in their caves quickly.

There are tens of thousands of warriors from the Yuefan Realm sent by Kaiyangmen this time, and they are gathered in the void, although they have not moved, but the killing machine has made the heavens and the earth shake.

The cyan chariot, driven by the inscription, rampaged through the void and suppressed the Quartet. The warriors of the Leaping Realm who were floating in the void were even more murderous like a tide, and their evil aura filled the sky!

There are hundreds of them one or two, maybe the Vientiane Gate can withstand it, but with such a big battle, who can resist it.

Back in the mountains, when the sky-skimming flying boat appeared, everyone raised their heads. They looked at Chu Tianying and the others like gods in the sky, and their faces rose one by one, anger, fear, and ......

All kinds of expressions filled the faces of these Vientiane Gate powerhouses, and all their expressions eventually turned gloomy.

"I all complain about that Zheng Ming, if he hadn't killed Chu Yingyang, how could there be such a situation where the army is overwhelmed now, woo, my Wanxiangmen 10,000-year-old foundation was destroyed in such a way, which made me wait for the death of how to see the ancestor. ”

"It's not a pity that kid died, but this time, I don't know how many disciples will suffer from the problem, woo woo woo!"

All kinds of scolding sounded for a while, but compared with the scolding of these ordinary people, Jiang Yuan and the others, who were the core of the Vientiane Gate, were quietly looking at Chu Tianying and the others who were like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

They could see Chu Tianying, who was like a purple sun, and they could even feel the murderous intent emanating from Chu Tianying's surroundings.

Once this kind of killing machine spreads, I don't know how many people will die at the hands of these people, and even ......

"I heard that kid sent someone to deliver a letter to the Zhentian King!" Jiang Yuan spoke, his voice calm. But in this calm, he still carried a hint of mockery, disdainful mockery.

The three words of that kid have become the most common title for Zheng Ming among these people, as long as the three words of the kid are mentioned, they basically represent Zheng Ming.

Although Song Shuyun died, there was still no shortage of people around Jiang Yuan who were used by him, and there was humanity at the moment: "I really don't know how thick the sky is, just rely on him and write a letter to the king of Zhentian." ”

"I guess he wrote a letter begging for mercy, after all, according to legend, the King of Zhentian is more merciful in the Kaiyang Gate. He grovels like this, maybe he can save the life of one of his dogs!"

"Yes, for the sake of his own life, this letter he wrote must be extremely ......"

The person who was going to attack Zheng Ming was shameless, but he couldn't spit it out, not because he still had a good impression of Zheng Ming, but because he thought of himself and others, compared with Zheng Ming, they were even more shameless.

Although this person didn't mean to say it, everyone present understood it, but no one said it, but someone smiled and said, "It seems that our sect master's letter was thrown into the trash can by the Heavenly King of Renzhen." ”

"Hehe, at this time, I thought of begging for mercy, and at this time I knew that I regretted it, thinking about his appearance, I wanted to vomit!"

"I suggest that when our Vientiane Gate is rebuilt, we must build a stone statue of this person, so that all the disciples will spit on him, let him stint for ten thousand years, let him die, and his soul will also be tormented. ”

This vicious, cursed word was responded to by many people at once, and some people said loudly: "Yes, let him not die well, let his soul be spurned by the sect." ”

In the midst of this curse, Chu Tianying's order came from the void: "Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

Outside Changtian Peak, Xiao Wuhui was still sitting cross-legged, and no one dared to approach him, not that Xiao Wuhui forbade anyone to approach him, but his momentum made it difficult for everyone to get close.

Although Xiao Wuhui had already announced that he had withdrawn from the Heaven Splitting Line, Murong Nan and the others, who were disciples, were still serving respectfully on the side.

During this time, they waited quietly outside Changtian Peak.

When they came to the foot of Changtian Peak, they felt that the person who was the owner of Changtian Peak would definitely immediately accept them under the door, although a large number of people might not be able to accomplish anything, but it was better than a small number of people.

But that person, during this time, did not appear at all. And the sky-skimming flying boat has already arrived.

Chu Tianying, who is like a purple sun, is like a god, a god who can approve their life and death, under the rolling killing machine exuded by Chu Tianying, many of them are difficult to stand up.

As for the disciples of the Kaiyang Sect around Chu Tianying, although they did not exude their own momentum, their aura was equally terrifying.

Dark clouds crush the city!

What they have been waiting for, what they have been suffering for the past two days, has finally arrived, and with the arrival of these people, they may be relieved.

"The first, the ...... Is that person a powerhouse in the Divine Realm?" In the end, Murong Nan relied on his courage and asked Xiao Wu**** this question.

Xiao Wuhui's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "Yes, this person is the existence of the Divine Realm, I ...... I should be able to strike him with a sword!"

Attacking a sword, instead of blocking his blow, the gap between this, Murong Nan understands. In Murong Nan's heart, Xiao Wuhui was a god-like existence, but now, this god-like man actually said that he could only use a sword.

Is death coming? This thought flashed in Murong Nan's heart, and he thought of the road he had traveled over the years, and his heart was full of reluctance.

Although reluctant, but no regrets!

Between the thoughts, Murong Nan raised his head again, and when he looked around, he saw that most of his companions were looking up at the disciples of the Kaiyang Sect who were like dark clouds pressing down on the city.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The four killing words, like thunder, sounded in everyone's ears, and the moment they heard these four killing words, they all understood that death was approaching.

But they don't regret it, they don't regret what they did, they don't regret staying under the Long Sky Peak.

"Even if you die, why do you have to leave two backs, and let people say that we people from Vientiane Gate have no blood!" Xiao Wuhui stood up, his expression calm, but his eyes were full of determination.

"Xiao Shouzuo is right, if you fight with them, even if you can't kill them, you have to bite off a piece of meat from their bodies!"

"Hehe, I don't believe it, we can't even keep a single one of them. ”

"Fight!"

Amidst all kinds of shouts, many people couldn't help but raise their heads to look at the peak, and in the middle of the peak, there were three tall pine trees.

Sanhuangping, that is Sanhuangping! The sect master they came over and was supposed to meet was there. For a period of time, he didn't do anything except arrange his disciples to deliver a letter.

I heard that this Sect Master is reading a book!

At this time, there are already people who are dissatisfied with this sect master, even if you lead everyone to die, how can you meet with everyone, so that everyone feels that they have died as they deserve.

But he's just reading a book!

Just when many people's hearts were turning, thousands of Kaiyangmen disciples were already like dark clouds covering the sky, rushing straight down.

Senran's killing machine has begun to spread, and all of them indicate that a huge storm will appear between this ancient mountain range.

"Stop!" The cold voice implied infinite might, and those Kaiyang Gate martial artists who were about to rush down stopped one by one at this moment, and their eyes were full of surprise to look at the position where they spoke.

From the sky-skimming flying boat, a woman in purple appeared, and she said indifferently: "Everyone, return to the flying boat immediately, otherwise, die!"

In the faint voice, the murder soared into the sky. And on this woman's cold face, many people saw a trace of excitement.

"What are you going to do...... Senior nephew Ji, do you know what you are doing now?" Chu Tianying, who was shining under the sky-skimming flying boat, his eyes were full of angry flames.

He was about to slowly avenge his son, and the fire in his heart wanted to vent little by little, but he didn't expect that just when all this was about to happen, the Zhentian King, who was supposed to stop himself, actually stopped it.

And it was unceremonious, and he didn't stop it from discussing with him at all, which made him put his face somewhere.

It's simply not taking him into account!

The woman in purple didn't pay attention to Chu Tianying, but looked coldly at the Kaiyang Sect disciples who stayed in mid-air. There were already some Kaiyang Sect disciples who didn't know who to listen to, and they seemed to react at this moment.

A few disciples, after a moment of silence, flew towards the sky-sweeping flying boat. After having the person to take the lead, in just an instant, the disciples who flew towards the sky-skimming flying boat already occupied most of them.

Those who remained in the void were all Chu Tianying's direct disciples.

"Senior nephew Ji, do you have to do it against me, my uncle?" Chu Tianying clenched his fists tightly, if he didn't give himself face, it was an ordinary person, he would definitely immediately break that person into pieces.

But this person is the Zhentian King, who is from the Tianheng Divine Realm, has the inheritance of the Earth Evil, and is praised by the sect as the greatest hope of the Zhentian King.

Among the sects, although he is a powerhouse in the Birth God Realm, in terms of status, he is not comparable to this woman in purple.

The woman in purple said calmly: "Uncle Chu, today's matter, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Uncle Chu to get his wish!"

"If Uncle Shi finds it difficult to accept, then let Pure Ran comprehend your magical powers!" (To be continued.) )