Thirteen bronze ancient lamps, each of them, are rusty, old, extremely decayed, as if they have just been dug out of the grave, so that people can't help but feel hairy in their hearts, and their skin and bones are cold. [Full text reading]

Moreover, on each bronze ancient lamp, there is a fire burning, crackling, and exuding seven colors, as if there is a universe rising and falling in it, opening up the world.

"What kind of lamp is that, how do I feel cold and cold in my bones?"

Everyone had this feeling, which was terrible, as if the light could absorb the soul of a person.

"No, that fire is the fire of all living beings, and it is transformed after death, full of resentment, how many people have to die here!"

Everyone's scalps were numb, Qin Xuan and the others were also cold to their bones, fortunately, the duel between the black-robed man and Yang Guo was in the sky, far away from the earth, otherwise, just the coercion of the big battle could collapse the sky and the earth and destroy the ancient era.

"Smack!"

The battle in the sky continued, and the earth did not stop, Qin Xuan turned around, and the Returning Origin Spear pierced through everything, opening the head of a black-robed monk who was about to sneak attack, blood gurgling, and white brains mixed together, like hell.

"Boom!"

The body of the gun shook, the black-robed monk's whole person exploded, turned into a blood mist, and finally dissipated, at this moment, on the earth, everyone was numb, and the blood stained the earth red, into rivers and rivers, bubbling and surging, extremely terrifying.

This is the battlefield, blood and bones, there is no picturesque country, only endless heroism and sorrow, Qin Xuan and each of them have experienced a baptism of war, walking on the ground, surrounded by corpses and blood.

"Boom!"

Qiao Feng slapped out with one palm, and the dragon's roar reached nine heavens, piercing through the nine shadows, and the Dao sound rumbled, and before it could be contacted, more than a dozen black-armored monks were surrounded by sound waves, and they exploded directly, turning into blood mist, and the white bones were scum.

This is a killing, a baptism of corpses and bones, everyone has made great progress both physically and mentally, or in cultivation, and the battlefield has always been the best place to cultivate, because only between life and death can there be a big breakthrough and a big opportunity.

"Puff puff!"

Jackie Chan's palm fairy knife, shining brightly, there was no superfluous movement, just a slight stroke, the terrifying knife was like a hanging galaxy, submerging the front, rushing to kill dozens of black-armored monks, the heads rolled down with a puff, and the blood rushed up very high, dyeing the sky red.

At this moment, everyone was stained with blood, but their expressions were calm and normal, if before, as a member of ordinary people, seeing the terrifying scene here at this moment, I am afraid that they would have fainted with fright, but at this moment, they have become a monk and a warrior, fearless of everything.

Thousands of black-armored monks and hundreds of black-robed monks have experienced a period of killing, and there are only more than a thousand left at this moment, but it looks like they are still dense, the ground is full of blood, the bones are like mountains, and the sky is dyed red, full of heroism.

"Kill!"

Everyone greeted again, fearless of everything, the blood was boiling, the fighting intent was burning, at this moment, the two sides rushed together again, the bright light, the amazing magic spells, the strange treasures, the earth was submerged, and the blood flowed like a river.

At the end of the battle, Qin Xuan and each of them had injuries on their bodies, their clothes were stained red with blood, their black hair was fluttering, but their eyes were becoming more and more brilliant, and the whole person had a certain sublimation.

They all know that this is a test and baptism for them, this trip to the Shattered Moon Realm, and the final graduation ceremony, will bloom in this war, blood and bones.

"Ah......h

The sixth prince howled miserably, a bloody right arm, was picked up by a shot, his expression was hideous, and he was extremely frightened, but Nangong Zheng was alone, so let him be like this, not to mention Qin Xuan and others.

At this moment, he completely lost his fighting spirit, lost his blood, and wanted to escape, but Nangong Zheng just shot one of his legs, blew it into powder, and the six princes fell down.

"Ah...... Elder Stygian, save me!"

Finally, the six princes sent a plea for help to the black-robed man, and at the same time, Nangong Zheng walked up again, and blew his other hand and one leg into powder, bloody, white bones, and terrifying, and the six princes were howling miserably.

"This shot is for the Moon Spirit Ancestor, this shot is for Miss Yingying, and this shot is for Xiaoqiang's ......"

"Who is Xiaoqiang?"

The sixth prince endured the severe pain, and saw Nangong Zheng piercing his chest and abdomen one by one, blood gurgling, and his scalp was numb, but at this moment, he still forced himself to ask, because he didn't remember what Xiaoqiang he killed.

"Oh!"

Nangong Zheng sneered, made up a shot again, and said: "Xiaoqiang, of course it's a cockroach of the Moon Spirit Clan, you are too ruthless, even Xiaoqiang will be killed!"

"Apoof!" The sixth prince vomited blood, almost fainted, his eyes could kill, and he stared at Nangong Zheng, and at this moment, he really became a "human stick".

"This shot is for Xiaohongbao, and this shot is for the ...... of flowers and plants"

Nangong Zheng was unceremonious, stabbing one shot at a time, making the six princes suffer miserably, and let out a miserable howl, in fact, it was not that he was cruel, the reason why he did this was just to mess up the heart of the black-robed man and help Yang Guo, in addition, there was also revenge.

After all, the Moon Spirit Clan is kind to him.

"Ah......h

The six princes screamed, at this moment, he was no longer the same, his long hair was messy, his face was red with blood, and there were holes in his body, but he had come to this point, as long as his head was not pierced and the fire of the primordial gods had not been extinguished, he would not really die, at most it was just extremely painful.

"Boom!"

The people on the ground were fighting, and at this moment, even if the black-armored monk had experienced countless corpses and mountains of blood, he was still afraid, and the fear of being killed by Qin Xuan and the others made his scalp numb, and he wanted to retreat.

However, Qin Xuan and the others didn't give them a chance, they rushed forward, and the enemy fell in pieces, like cutting wheat, and when they reached this point, there was nothing left to show mercy to their subordinates, because they ...... Once an intruder.

In the memory of Yan Huang's bloodline, Qin Xuan had seen the picture of several major true realms attacking here together, and the battle at that time was even more tragic than here, and even more tragic than here.

"Ah......h

Many black-armored monks howled miserably, but they were drowned by a golden fist, turning into blood foam, white bones and slag, rivers of blood, extremely terrifying, but Qin Xuan and the others ignored them, besieged these people, and finally killed them all.

"Whirring ......"

At this moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, just now, every nerve was tense, even if they were extremely strong, their bodies were still covered with blood, there were wounds everywhere, and none of them were good.

"We ...... Killed thousands?"

When the battle was over, finally, someone swallowed the foam, if it was on the earth, it would definitely be a shocking massacre, and all this was done in their hands.

"They, be punished!"

Someone opened his mouth coldly, and the scenes in the Shattered Moon Realm were still present in his mind, even if he knew that the people of the Moon Spirit Clan were not dead, but that kind of great hatred was to be avenged.

"Yes, they deserve it!"

Someone should drink, the moment those black-armored monks rushed towards them, it was a situation of life and death, if it weren't for their strength, they would also die a tragic death, because the two of them had already stood on opposite sides.

Just when everyone was talking, Ye Ku sat down cross-legged, he was chanting in his mouth, and there was a circle of aura behind him, which was extremely bright, and he was exceedingly for these dead people.

No matter what happened in this life, when he died, all grievances and grievances were gone, chanting sutras for them, chanting for them, and a golden circle of light spread from his body, sweeping the earth, dyeing the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood into a touch of gold, full of sacredness and peace.

This place is no longer gloomy, but full of warmth, Qin Xuan Shizun and others who are watching all nodded, everyone has their own way, the persistence in their hearts, there is no need to interfere too much, leaving a blank space, on the contrary, there will be unexpected gains.

Surrounded by golden light, Qin Xuan and the others gradually moved towards peace, unloading everything, their hearts were full of warmth, and there was a certain sublimation, after this battle, they finally really grew.

"Ah, look!"

Suddenly, someone shouted and looked at the sky, however, when they saw it, Qin Xuan and the others were all stunned and couldn't believe it, because in the air at this moment, in a sea of colorful fire, the black-robed man was holding a black spear, and Yang Guo, who was sitting cross-legged, pierced his chest on the spot.

"Ah, how is that possible?!"

Everyone couldn't believe it, Yang Guo was defeated, defeated in the hands of the black-robed man, could it be that Yang Guo's predecessors, is he about to fall?

Someone looked at Dugu Qiuyu and Qin Xuan Shizun and the others, but they saw that they were still standing there quietly, without any sign of making a move, and at this moment, someone exclaimed and hurriedly looked up.

"Wow!"

"Yang Guo......" The black-robed man wanted to provoke Yang Guo, but at this moment, Yang Guo's hand suddenly grabbed the black spear and firmly fixed it there.

Yang Guo's body was stained with blood, but he didn't open his eyes, and sat there peacefully, like a god.

Blood flowed from his body, blooming with a red glow, and it went up along the black spear, which was very soft, and dyed the hands of the black-robed man red.

"Ah......h

"Boom!"

At this moment, the black-robed man burst into flames, emitting an extremely dazzling light, scorching the entire heaven and earth, and he struggled violently.

"It's ...... Sword Spirit Blood ......"

The ancient sword muttered in his mouth, his voice vibrate, and everyone heard it, sword spirit blood, what is it? The black-robed man let out a miserable howl, and his whole body was full of fire, and everyone looked at it, but they found that the fire was a subtle light saber jumping, forming a fire, blooming with red glow.

"That's right, that's the sword spirit blood, Yang Guo used that colorful flame nirvana, ignited the blood of the whole body, injected the sword intent, and turned into the sword spirit blood......"

Dugu's voice of seeking defeat, at this moment, swirled in everyone's ears, with joy.

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