On the side of the Mirror Flower Sect, only three people were left standing in the field. Ice $Fire #Chinese.

The whole body was stained with blood, and the dying white and purple smoke.

Mengfan, who lost her left arm, was blinded by the poison in one of her eyes.

Shui Shengsheng's blood hole in her body, the one who supported her from falling down may be Xiao Chen.

And Zhang Huitian's side is not comfortable, although the power of the four annihilation realms has not been injured too much, but those elites are miserable.

These elders of the Mirror Flower Sect, which one is good at stubble, and they are all sword cultivators.

Half of the 1,000-strong team was slaughtered.

The people who killed were terrified, and these women were even more ruthless than their men.

However, the absolute disadvantage in terms of quantity made the Mirror Flower Sect unable to return to the sky.

Bai Ziyan slammed his sword on the ground, trying not to let himself fall.

Looking at Bai Ziyan's indifferent eyes, Zhang Huitian felt a little scared for the first time.

Blood stained Xiao Chen's body.

Seven-year-old Xiao Chen was already scared stupid, and the mothers who raised him died one by one.

Xiao Chen seemed to be crazy to break free from Bai Ziyan's embrace and rummage between the corpses.

"Thirteen Niang, Nine Niang ......"

Xiao Chen kept shaking the corpse, but no one kissed him anymore.

I don't know when Xiao Chen's right eye flashed with emerald green fluorescence.

The strange cross in the left eye also reappeared.

This time, the emerald green fluorescence, like a flash flood, instantly submerged the cross.

The feeling of hunger that had just climbed into Xiao Chen's mind was instantly replaced by a coolness.

Then the emerald green light in Xiao Chen's eyes burst out from his eyes.

The green fluorescence swept away overwhelmingly.

A scene that everyone couldn't believe appeared.

Those who should have died, gradually came back to life.

The wounds on their bodies healed at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"The Great Merciful. The withered master sat cross-legged and watched it all with a smile.

Zhang Huitian's eyes suddenly lit up, and the light of greed was undisguised.

The rest of them were also aware of what was happening.

Everyone looked at Xiao Chen incredulously, and gradually the incredulity turned into greed.

Coming back from the dead, which represents endless life.

Isn't cultivation immortality?

Looking at the greedy eyes of everyone, and then looking at the resurrected people, the intelligent Xiao Chen, has realized what is about to happen.

The worst thing was that Xiao Chen clearly heard a clicking sound in his mind, as if something had cracked.

A strange feeling rose in my heart, and this power of resurrection seemed to have been exhausted.

Looking at their greedy eyes, looking at the worried eyes of his mothers, Xiao Chen gritted his teeth.

to atone for the millions of dead souls, and to let the mothers no longer fight for themselves.

Xiao Chen felt that there was only one way to calm things down.

Xiao Chen suddenly picked up the dagger they had dropped during the battle just now and stabbed it into his heart.

In order to die more completely, Xiao Chen even turned the dagger twice.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

This scene stunned everyone, and no one expected this ending in the end.

"Dusty ......"

A group of women pounced on Xiao Chen as if they were crazy.

But now Xiao Chen is an ordinary person, his heart has been pierced, where is there a way to live.

Shui Shengsheng tightly covered Xiao Chen's wounds, and blood kept flowing out of her fingers.

Xiao Chen's mouth kept blistering with blood, and his throat kept making a whirring sound.

Shui Shengsheng opened his mouth, his body kept shaking, as if he had lost his voice, and he couldn't cry no matter what.

"Heavenly Fire Pill, Heavenly Fire Pill. Zhang Huitian pounced on him like a demon, took out a fiery red elixir, and flicked it into Xiao Chen's mouth.

This method of resurrection from the dead is something he wants to gain, and he can't just lose it.

He will resurrect a man and resurrect her.

"Dragon Blood Pill, Dragon Blood Pill, yes, Dragon Blood Pill. Zhang Huitian took out another pill and flicked it into Xiao Chen's mouth.

A large amount of blood pushed the two pills out of his mouth.

Xiao Chen grabbed Shui Shengsheng's hand tightly, and his bright eyes gradually lost their luster.

"Right...... Whew...... No...... Rise...... Whew......"

The sound of blood blocking the trachea made Xiao Chen's voice indistinct.

After saying this, Xiao Chen slowly closed his eyes.

Zhang Huitian looked at Xiao Chen's corpse blankly, his divine sense kept sweeping, and finally determined that Xiao Chen was completely dead.

Zhang Huitian gritted his teeth, like a madman: "Who let you die, who let you die." ”

The furious Zhang Huitian roared, "Kill them." ”

The withered master stopped in front of Zhang Huitian, and the old monk folded his hands.

"Master Zhang, the deceased is gone. ”

"Dead, is it over when you're dead? Lao Tzu wants her to destroy the Mirror Flower Sect. Zhang Huitian roared like a demented beast.

"This year happens to be the year when my brothers and sisters return to the door to worship, Master Zhang, please think twice. The withered master was not afraid, and stared at Zhang Huitian's eyes tightly.

The gentle golden light diffused, and Zhang Huitian gradually regained his senses.

Zhang Huitian looked at Xiao Chen's corpse and smiled miserably, the mechanism was too smart, but in the end, it was a bamboo basket for nothing.

Zhang Huitian, who had regained his senses, still shook his head and said, "For the sake of my Heavenly Strike Sect in the future, I must cut the grass and eradicate the roots." ”

At this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly changed, countless dark clouds gathered, and the sky quickly darkened.

A huge black ancient sword fell from the sky, and a handsome young man stood on the hilt of the sword with his back hand.

The wind blew his robes, and a sense of independence arose, and the violent sword qi formed a thousand-zhang dragon, swimming above the sky.

This is the demeanor of a top-level sword cultivator.

"In the past, when the third-generation Mirror Flower Sect Sect Master gave me a sword gourd, I promised her to solve a crisis for the Mirror Flower Sect, and today is the time for me to fulfill my promise. ”

The gentle voice spread through the heavens and the earth, and the young man pointed into a sword and slashed it gently.

The earth began to shake, and a terrifying crack appeared between the two waves of people.

"Whoever crosses this line, kill. ”

"Half a step is super powerful. Zhang Huitian's frightened voice sounded.

Legend has it that a super strong man who has one foot in the endless world of God.

I've heard of it before, and the Mirror Flower Sect has sent out three sword-raising gourds, but I didn't expect it to be given to such a strong person.

Zhang Huitian's expression was cloudy, there was no such powerhouse on the Zhongyuan Continent, could it be that he came from another continent.

The Zhongyuan Continent is in the middle and lower reaches of the border, and there are not many strong people who can take it to the table.

No matter where this sword cultivator comes from, today's matter is in vain.

"Let's go. Zhang Hui didn't look back and left with everyone.

"My fate with the Mirror Flower Sect is over, so I can do it myself. ”

The figure of the young man also gradually disappeared into the sky.