"Break the sorrow, you have no taboos in killing, and there will be two more enemies in the future!"

Several elders of the two sects of Emperor Huang Mountain and the Nine Yin Sect landed, their eyes were as cold as knives, and they said with hatred.

Qin Wuyang and Han Ye didn't even leave their ashes, not to mention the true babies of the gods.

Broken Chou glanced at everyone indifferently, and even lacked interest in answering, with a wave of his big sleeves, the two exquisite storage bags, along with the Nine Yin Treasure used by Han Ye before his death, were all taken away by one sleeve.

The elders of the two real sects were not worried about their opponents, and they watched him do it, their faces turned red and ugly, but they didn't dare to stop it, and they were silent for a moment, so they had to grit their teeth and put away the fragments of the broken and scattered magic weapons, and bring them back to the sect to have an explanation.

The three sects left, and the hundred real people in the ancient veins and the four directions immediately lost one-twelfth of them, and many real people in all the forces sighed in their hearts, this Xuantian Sect Sect Master is really a killing god, but whoever competes with it, his subordinates never leave a living mouth.

From beginning to end, the two True Monarch Elders on the Heavenly Steps were like spectators, neither interfering nor being biased, and no one stepped forward to cut the stone, so they closed their eyes and let them come and go.

Standing in front of the ruins, he scanned the Quartet, his sharpness was revealed, and now he realized that the method used by the Qi Luck True Dragon was that he could clearly sense the real people of the Quartet, the True Monarch of the Dao Seat, and the strength and weakness of dozens or hundreds of dragon veins, but there were several of them that were unfathomable, even he could not sense the depth of the other party's luck, and he only felt that there was purple qi coming from the east in front of him, and the rui qi was smoking.

In this regard, I don't care about it, Zhongtian is very powerful, just the four heavenly lists of the Holy Emperor Mountain, there are hundreds of outstanding Tianjiao, gathering immeasurable luck, not to mention that outside the heavenly list, in the mountains and wilderness, it is unimaginable how many strong demons have not come out, and how many dragon veins have been accumulated.

Plundering these luck is dispensable for him, because the fortune is full, he is not afraid of heavenly punishment and condemnation, and similarly, because the fortune is full, even if he plunders more luck, it is useless, and there will be no three flowers gathering at the top, lifting the sun and soaring, which is a heavenly reward that will be triggered by immeasurable merit.

Luck and merit karma are the same, between the Heavenly Dao Dao, is the most unpredictable force in the world, cut off sorrow and plunder luck, although it has little effect on himself, but he is the master of a sect, condensing immeasurable luck in him, can also bless the sect, there is the Xuanhuang Emperor's coffin suppression, he is not afraid of karma against the disciples under the sect.

"Killed?"

Approaching, Lu Xiangsheng opened his eyes and glanced around, although he already knew the result, he couldn't help but ask more.

"Killed, one has not left, are you satisfied?"

He bowed his head slightly, looked at each other sadly, and said with a smile.

"Full ...... Damn! What are you satisfied with, obviously you will suffer a loss, help you prevent disasters, why do I owe you a favor now?"

Lu Xiangsheng was moved, subconsciously spoke, and immediately came back to his senses, glared at the sorrow, and said dissatisfied.

Broken Chou smiled slightly, and did not defend, to be honest, if Lu Xiangsheng hadn't helped him stop the three of them just now, I was afraid that he would have really missed such a good opportunity.

The world is like chess, unpredictable, he didn't expect that he just wanted to explore and select the ancient stone, and he would actually take advantage of the opportunity of the birth of the ancient vein to get a glimpse of the mystery of the ancient vein, the opportunity of the dragon court, among which Lu Xiangsheng used the ancient dragon soul to summon, attracting the immeasurable dragon vein luck under the ancient vein, and it was directly seen to help break the sorrow.

With the help of the favorable people and people, now, Tianlin Kendo is still Tianlin Kendo, but compared with the previous domineering, the current edge of the sorrow is a little more vigorous.

As long as he is undefeated and his luck is not damaged, his sword path will grow to an incredible point of destroying the world and killing immortals.

"You ruined their luck dispute, why did that kid help you?"

Lu Xiangsheng looked at the sky and asked with a frown.

The sky is like a curtain, the war is not over, one after another terrifying divine power sword light is torn vertically and horizontally, cutting through the void, if it weren't for Ximen Chong opening up the realm of divine power, it would have already spread below at this moment, of course, the purpose of his doing this is not to protect everyone, but to better deal with the young man in white.

A realm, derived from the Great Dao of the Law, is like a small world, although it is not perfect, but it can also give rise to all kinds of incredible supernatural powers, which is very powerful, this is also the biggest difference between the transcendent holy realm and ordinary real human monks, in principle, as long as the realm is not broken, the true monarch of the holy realm will not have to worry about falling and dying.

"Who knows, maybe it's not to help me, and it's not necessarily a grudge. ”

Breaking his head sorrowfully, he looked at the white-clothed snow sword in the sky, and said lightly.

Lu Xiangsheng was stunned, but also understood, that person was not so much to help break the sorrow, but to say that it was for personal vendetta, from the beginning of his entry into the ancient vein, the white-clothed young man and Ximen Chong could not hold each other, and fell into a battle of luck, if there was no grudge, how could the two of them be like this?

Especially after cutting off the sorrow and beheading Ximen Fu, Ximen Chong was still able to hold back his anger and deal with the young man in white first, but it is conceivable that the grievances between the two sides have reached the point where they are endless, irreconcilable and unavoidable.

The void sky, the law of water and wood hooks the avenue, crushing above the sky, Ximen Chong's body stretches for thousands of feet, the blue sky is even green, and the green sky is like a dai, and the white-clothed young man is absorbed into the realm.

"Who is this young man in white? With such combat power, comparable to the True Monarch of the Holy Realm, even the Hidden Dragon List is rare, how can he be nameless!"

"Dressed in white, the ancient sword is not wearing any ornamental charms, it should be a loose cultivation of adventure and creation!"

"Such an amazing talent and combat power, a young demon, and a promising future!"

"Hmph! He offended Ximen Chong, and he didn't know what grievances he had, and he wanted to go against the chaos, I'm afraid he wouldn't survive tonight!"

It is always the nature of people to love to join in the fun, it has nothing to do with immortals, it has nothing to do with the level of cultivation, and when the war is over here, everyone will set their eyes on the sky, and the divine consciousness exchanges and discussions, exclamation, emotion, and suspicion, and there are more real people with cold eyes and shaking their heads and sneering.

In the ancient vein earth, after Zhongli, there were three more Tianjiao who fell, and there was blood and qi rushing to the sky, even if they were several miles apart, they could smell it.

In the blue sky, in the realm, a sword momentum rose, the forest was cold and cold like a hell, shaking the ancient mountain and breaking the green lotus, and piercing the realm alive.

The young man was dressed in white like snow, strolling through the void green mountains and ancient forests, the whole person revealed a cold killing machine, the green sky ended, the mountains and rivers were torn, and all the places he passed were cut open by the sharp ice cracks.

Ximen Chong's face was gloomy, staring at the young man, his eyes fell, and he was instantly shattered by a cold edge, and at this moment, his entire divine soul sense seemed to be frozen.

(End of chapter)