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On the bank of the Mishui River, the blood and qi were permeated, and the Zhu Xian who appeared without warning, a sword pierced through the heart of the old monster in Tsing Yi, instantly destroying the vitality of the latter's body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Now, it's up to you, come on"

Ning Chen waved his hand, and Zhu Xian flew in, surging and piercing.

The plain clothes move, the star soul is as fast as thunder, the sword light is uncertain, the immortal is as heavy as a mountain falling, ten thousand jun breaks the sky, the two swords move together, and the wind and clouds are shocking.

The old monster in purple was shocked, retreated again and again, and for the first time since he woke up, he felt that death was so close.

The sword clashed, the aftermath was shocking, and not far away, the red light of the trapped immortal sword was even more prosperous, and with the help of the earth's qi, the battle situation was blocked.

There are more than ten moves in the battle, and the battle situation is becoming more and more intense, and the benefits of the immortals are unparalleled in the world, as strong as the real realm, and they dare not be distracted.

"Swordsmanship, Polar Heaven"

The extreme sky appeared, and the evil qi of the immortals rose into the sky, and the majestic and incomparable power penetrated the sky and the earth, trembling the world.

Seeing this, the purple-clothed old monster's expression changed slightly, condensed his energy, and concentrated on coping with the incoming moves.

"Ugh"

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and the red sword light slashed, piercing straight through the former's chest.

"How so!"

The purple-clothed old monster stumbled under his feet, and before he could come back to his senses, the plain clothes flashed, and the immortal came out, and a sword pierced his body.

"I'm sorry, I said I didn't need to trap the fairy sword, I lied to you"

Ning Chen said in a cold voice, and the fairy sword was withdrawn, and suddenly, blood spurted out, sprinkling like rain.

The figure who fell to the ground suddenly, the blood stained the earth red, a hero, and he didn't blink his eyes when he died.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, the star soul in Ning Chen's hand slashed, and the rumbling vibration sounded, and the earth cracked, engulfing all the corpses in it.

After a few moments, the cracks closed, and the banks of the Mishui River were restored to their original state, as if nothing had happened.

As the sun set, Ning Chen looked at the afterglow in the west, and the fatigue in his eyes became thicker and thicker, and it was almost there.

In the rear, the light of the trapped immortal sword disappeared, re-submerged into the earth, and disappeared.

Above the sacred tree, the peach blossoms of white flowers are blooming, beautiful and dazzling, around the sacred tree, the breath of time is flowing, and even the space is distorted, which is amazingly abnormal.

A moment later, by the riverside, the figure of Su Yi disappeared and returned to the painting boat again.

In the painting boat, a small lamp was beating, Ning Chen put down his sword, waved his hand, and an ancient mottled qin appeared, the divine harp Hades, the inheritance artifact of the White Tiger God, after endless years, the body and strings have been damaged.

Before opening the ancient battlefield, the lord of Xiaoyue took action and helped repair the Shenqin.

This is the real weapon of killing, and it should not be present unless it is absolutely necessary.

Ning Chen wiped the body of the piano, the sharp strings cut his fingers, and a little blood dripped down, silently as in the piano.

Outside the boat, the cold wind blows, the lake ripples, the painting boat also flutters, the trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop, the wind does not stop, the turmoil in the rivers and lakes, I don't know when it will stop.

When night falls, the moon shines on Kyushu, and on the painting boat, the piano sounds, peaceful and tranquil, and there is no dispute with the world.

Suddenly, above the void, black shadows descended from the sky, hundreds, and their breaths were powerful, obscuring the moonlight.

"Here it is"

Among the more than 100 black shadows, the three aura was extremely powerful, far surpassing the others, and it was extremely eye-catching.

The strong man arrives again, in order to seize the treasure, the killing machine covers the sky and the moon, making people's hearts palpitate.

In the painting boat, the peaceful sound of the piano changes, the instantaneous plucking, pushing, drawing, and pressing, the king of Hades plays, and the yellow spring opens the way.

The sound of Xuan swayed, the killing machine broke out, the invisible sound wave was inspiring, and the black-clothed figure who had not had time to react, his body exploded one by one, and blood fell like rain.

"Kill"

Among the many black-clothed figures, the three of them rushed out, scimitars like the moon, and slashed towards the painting boat in the lake.

"Ding"

Hades moved, the heavens and the earth stood still, and after a moment, the terrifying killing aura swayed, and the river of Mishui shook, and the waves swept thousands of feet.

"Ugh"

The three figures flew out in unison, staggering and vomiting.

"Retreat"

In an instant, the dark shadows in the sky had fallen, and the three of them looked sunk, no longer in love with the battle, and quickly swept towards the outside of the battle.

"You can't retreat"

In the painting boat, a calm voice came out, and red light rose above the Mishui River, blocking the battle situation.

The sound of the piano rose again, the heavens and the earth shook, the powerful killing force surged, and the three of them blocked the move, however, the sound of the mystery was invisible and unstoppable.

There was a sharp shock, blood was all over the sky, the sound of Xuan Yin entered the body, and the figures of the three people exploded in response, and blood and bones flew all over the place.

At the end of the battle, the sound of the piano stopped, and the lake gushed out, swallowing the blood and bones that had been spilled, and gradually recovered to its original state.

The moon sets and the sun rises, the years reincarnate, and the banks of the Mishui River are not in the pure land where no one disturbs, and wave after wave of strong people who peep into the treasures of heaven and earth are coming, but, without exception, all the bones are buried here.

I don't know when it began, the water in the Mishui River turned red, so dazzling that people didn't dare to approach.

Rumors about the Mishui River also spread rapidly, one spread two, two spread three, and the world knew about it.

There is a treasure that makes people immortal in the Mishui River, but this treasure is guarded by monsters, and anyone who approaches it will only have a dead end.

Rumors are always unbelievable, but no matter what, terrible rumors have deterred many who want to fish in troubled waters.

Another twenty years have passed, and the Mishui River has completely become a dead place, and the blood-red water of the river makes it difficult for any living creature to survive, and no one dares to approach it again.

In the past 20 years, I don't know how many strong people have died here, no matter how many people come, no one has survived.

The painting boat floating in the lake is as calm as in the past, and the plain figure in the painting boat, a black hair has almost all turned white, and there is little left for a hundred years of life.

The dead silence of the Mishui River, whether it is night or day, is abnormally cold, and the yin spirit power of countless warriors is swirling, causing the yin wind to howl, constantly destroying the surrounding grass and trees.

After twenty years of killing, it was rare to have a few years of calm, as if the old monsters in the Hongluan Star Domain had forgotten the majestic life origin power that appeared out of thin air and stopped coming.

On the bank of the Mishui River, on the immortal peach tree, the snow-white peach blossoms have long been gone, and in the middle of the sacred tree, a cyan divine fruit was born, and the majestic and incomparable life force loomed, even if the two gods of the years and the Yellow Spring were forbidden to block, you can also feel the incomparable powerful vitality.

Ten years later, the vitality of the fruit of the sacred tree became stronger and stronger, and on the riverside, the figure of Su Yi appeared, standing under the sacred tree, silent, with white hair without a trace of black, gently fluttering in the cold wind.

A hundred years are approaching, and the fruit of the immortal peach tree is also approaching ripeness, and Ning Chen's eyes do not show the slightest fear of impending death, but on the contrary, there is a touch of exhaustion relief.

"The ninth son of Momen, it's really you"

At this moment, above the void, the brilliance gathered, and one after another figures walked out, each of them had at least half-step True Realm cultivation, and the top six were all above the True Realm.

The shocking lineup, the amazing coercion swept all directions, the nine days of the wind and clouds changed rapidly, and the bright moon was eclipsed.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time"

In front of the Divine Tree, Ning Chen looked at the sky and said lightly.

"Don't be ashamed to speak up"

Hongluan Yizu stepped forward, looked at the plain-clothed figure below, and said coldly.

Behind Hongluan Yizu, a beautiful and abnormal woman walked out, dressed in a cold dress, and the hatred in her eyes was difficult to hide.

In the past, it is difficult to say who is right and wrong, the beginning of deception, and finally the end of deception, everything is false.

It's just that I was moved by emotion, and I tasted the bitter fruit.

"Hongluan, you step aside"

Hongluan Yizu calmly instructed, and then the figure fell, coming to the earth.

The other five also fell, each standing on one side, and the aura around them gradually lifted.

On the void, the golden chains of the twelve half-step true realm powerhouses spread around them, turning into a net of heaven and earth, blocking the void for hundreds of miles.

"Deal with you, it should be over"

Ning Chen glanced at the gradually ripening fruit on the tree, and with a wave of his right hand, a blood-colored sword flew out of the boat in the middle of the lake, and the moment he started, the stars swayed in the sky, and the starlight fell to the world.

The star soul appeared, and Zhu Xian came out, and the evil aura filled the entire battle situation.

"Venerable Ones, Know Your Destiny and Receive Teachings"

The two swords appeared, the battle situation began, the figures of the seven people moved at the same time, the sword palm halberd shook, and the sky was shocked.

There was a bang, the water waves, the battle between the strongest in the world, six against one, the aftermath of the terror surging violently, shaking thousands of miles.

True realm, extreme martial arts, martial arts that transcend boundaries, no matter whether you win or lose, only life and death.

The white-clothed and white-haired knower, with two swords in hand, has been abandoned for nearly a hundred years, but the sword intent is better than in the past, an unfathomable sword, the moves are simple, and the moves are shocking.

Six True Realm powerhouses, two in the middle of the True Realm, and four in the early stage of the True Realm, there is an unrivaled lineup in the world, but in the brilliance of the sword, it is difficult to cross the heavenly barrier.

In the instant confrontation of hundreds of moves, the six statues were shocked in their hearts, the strength of this son was so terrifying.

In the void, the Hongluan princess looked at the battle below, and the fierce battle increased, and the hatred in her heart increased by one point.

"Everyone, be careful, this son still has a fairy sword that has not moved"

After a long fierce battle, Hongluan Yizu's expression became more and more solemn, and he didn't come out of the immortals, which means that this son still has some spare strength and can't be careless.

"Swordsmanship, nothing"

The star soul sword turned, the underworld was primitive, the starlight devoured the palm power of the close-quarters, the plain figure disappeared, the immortal slashed, and the aurora was dazzling.

"Swordsmanship, Heavenly Sword"

The sword of heaven is now, a sword in the sea, a sword opens the sky, and in an instant, there is only one sword in heaven and earth, which amazes the world.

The three statues blocked the move, the breath was surging, and they blocked the sword of the sky.

With a bang, the heavens and the earth were vast, the heavenly sword shattered, and the three statues also took a step back, and the blood and qi in their bodies surged violently.

In the aftermath, Su Yi walked out, a red light was dazzling, the earth rumbled and shook, and all the earth qi was incorporated into the former's left-handed sword.

Trapped in the immortal world, the battle situation is at the peak again.

"You have come from afar, how can you not let you see the power of the fairy sword"

When the words fell, the plain clothes moved, the figure was like a phantom, three swords, three sword bodies, the first time in the world.

Red, black, white, the man and the sword that swept in an instant, fast as thunder, heavy over the mountain.

The six statues looked condensed, and they took the move with all their might, shaking the fast sword with their palms, and the divine halberd blocked Wanjun.

A sharp earthquake, dust waves in three directions, the aftermath shock, the blessing of thousands of miles of earth, Zhu Xianfeng sharp to help the momentum, a sword to break the halberd, the sword to fall, a sword to cut the true realm.

The gushing blood reached several feet high, and the little by little merged into the blood-red lake, making the cold and lonely lake add three points of blood.

Knowing the fate of the tiger's mouth in his right hand, blood overflowed, and the body was added to the body, and the vermilion dyed the fairy sword.