The magic flag shook, and the Seven Cultivators Luo Yan struck out again and again, and there was no way to avoid it, and it seemed to contain mysteries. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Every miserable white demon flame silently pierced a monk, and instantly turned into nothingness from the inside and outside, only a wisp of divine soul was involuntary, and in a terrible wail, it sank into the magic flag.

Breaking sorrow from the top of the cliff, wandering in the void, his body is like a wind, crossing the abyss of fallen demons.

The magic flag in his hand does not stop, and the five swords around him are like thunder, like lightning and rainbow, the sword light is so fast that it is difficult to distinguish, one after another sword light runs through the void, and each sword light sweeps by, and it must be a human head to the ground.

"Bang ..........."

"Bang ..........."

One by one, the magic weapons were burned and smashed, the pace of sorrow was not stopped, the blood did not stain the robe, as if walking leisurely, retrograde killing, except for the real person who returned to the source realm to resist self-preservation, in the same realm, he killed people like slaughtering dogs, and the blood stained the demon abyss.

Many monks were soon powerless, and the magic weapon was struck out, which shattered in an instant, and the magic spell was only brilliant in an instant, and it was impossible to compete with it at all.

Finally, someone calmed down, cast a secret method, and wanted to escape, with such combat power, there was no chance of winning at all, rather than falling into the abyss, it was better to get out in time and seek a glimmer of life.

Broken sorrow and indifference like the sky, the magic flag took off his hand and rose into the air, gathered thousands of demons, manifested a hundred fierce demons, and slaughtered on the top of the void cliff.

At the same time, the sky-shaking bow emerged from the palm, the silver light was shining like stars, as if the moon was falling and the stars were sinking, and the sky was over, and in the sound of the dragon's roar, the bow was shot angrily, and the arrows were like meteors tearing the long sky, and they were actually hunting those fleeing monks with one arrow at a time.

In this way, it is even more difficult for many monks to escape for their lives, and the only real person who returns to the source realm no longer hesitates, and the power is monstrous, the combat power is terrifying, and the means are endless, even if he is surrounded and killed by everyone, it is difficult for him to please, and if he continues to stay here, it is very likely that he will fall on the spot.

The supernatural power was struck, and a hundred zhang of fire covered the firmament, and immediately, the real powerhouse went straight to the firmament.

"If you want to leave, how can it be so easy!"

Breaking sorrow and cold drinking, put away the sky-shaking bow, raised his hand and pointed out, and in an instant, a red-golden flame rushed out through his fingers, domineering and domineering, and instantly chased into the sky.

After half a breath, the flame flew back, and a right arm fell into the demon abyss, shedding a rain of blood, and quickly disappeared.

A different color flashed in his sorrowful eyes, and he didn't pursue it, he stepped on the cliff on the opposite bank, and behind him, the last head was cut off, and the killing sound stopped.

The deep demon abyss, the wind howl is still the same, and many spiritual lights are swept into a sleeve with a wave of sorrow, and then Tianlin enters the body, and the magic flag disappears, back, sighs softly, and does not stay.

Stepping through the abyss of fallen demons, I saw a vast ancient mountain range.

The mountains are endless, stretching into the distance without knowing the end, the ancient mountains are still blood-colored, majestic and green, cliffs, blood-colored plants and trees, dripping plasma, the whole world is filled with fishy blood, if a mortal steps into it, I am afraid that it will not be a moment and a half, it will turn into blood and water, and completely integrate into this mountain range.

"Woo............"

There is a roar in the depths of the ancient mountain, the echo is curling, sad and resentful, and it is impossible to distinguish the direction.

This is a dangerous land, containing endless dangers, the last purgatory, stepping on, is the Great Ming Xiongcheng.

This direction is a dead end, and there is no life, and even the many immortal sects of the Ming Dynasty, few people have passed through it.

The face is expressionless, Tianlin sword step step, one step out of the sorrow is a hundred zhang away, such as shrinking the ground into inches, the end of the world is close at hand, at this moment, in this Lianyun Mountain Range, there is an ethereal fairy intent.

Walking between several ancient mountains, I saw some zombies, these zombies seemed to be monks before their deaths, at this moment, they swallowed evil qi, sucked plasma, and gave birth to fine blood scales on their bodies.

They showed signs of sorrow, and immediately rushed towards them with a roar.

The body shook slightly, and the four swords hung upside down in the air, the forest was cold like a fan, and the thunder rushed into the sky, and in an instant, it fell to a zombie.

"Boom!"

Sparks splashed everywhere, a non-subordinate Tianlin Gang sword, sharp and not under the ordinary magic weapon-level flying sword, but now, it only left a blood mark on its body, the strength of these zombie demon bodies is comparable to a magic weapon.

Broken sorrow's eyes condensed slightly, and he sighed, he showed his edge, condensed the sword momentum, moved the sword technique, and slashed angrily!

"Poof.............

This time, the sword roared like a dragon, and the dark red Ding Huogang sword burst into the sky, slashing down again, cutting a zombie into ashes, many zombies were even more crazy, they swooped down in the air, and slaughtered towards Broken Sorrow, on the fangs, the blood plasma dripped down, containing a fishy corpse gas.

Footwork stepped, the whole person turned into a sword light, wandering, shuttling back and forth in the void, the edge tore through the atmosphere, there was a sword roaring dragon groan, and many zombies were stiff, and they couldn't catch up at all.

A moment later, more than a dozen zombies were ambushed, and they were all cut into several pieces by the Guishui Gang Sword and the Ding Huogang Sword.

Shaking his head sadly, these zombies used to be strong of the human race, but unfortunately they fell in this depth, and they had to die again after all.

Just about to leave, his sorrowful body stopped, his supernatural powers were immeasurable, and he couldn't escape his ears and eyes for miles, and he faintly heard some voices.

After a few breaths, there was a hissing sound from above the sky, and when he looked up, an ancient chariot passed through the air, and four blood-colored beasts pulled the chariot, each of which was extremely miraculous, with blood horns on the head, blood clouds on the four hooves, and four hooves stepping on it, which was actually the sound of wind and thunder, and soon escaped the land of a hundred zhang.

The chariot is extremely luxurious, the jewel is decorated, the jade is the pendant, the spirit stone is the window, the dark iron is the chariot, there are still some rare things, the whole chariot is shining, all the way to the west, it is actually born a five-colored glow, extremely dazzling.

Raising his eyebrows, he stepped on the footwork and followed.

Above the sky, among the ancient chariots, a fresh jade pink lip gently pulled.

"What a funny guy. ”

The chariot went west, towards the road when the sorrow came, his footwork followed, the sword light flashed through the ancient mountains, the two chased, the deeper he comprehended, the faster the degree, after half a pillar of incense, he had barely caught up with the chariot, at least he was not left behind.

Half an hour later, the chariot descended into an ancient mountain, and stopped in sorrow, with a solemn look in his eyes.

This ancient mountain is majestic and turbulent, towering into the sky, the rock cliff is steep, the whole body is dark red, exuding the ancient qi, breaking the eyes, on this ancient mountain, he sensed the imprint of endless years.

He was sure he hadn't seen this mountain at all when he came, he hadn't been here!

After a little hesitation, he chuckled lightly, and said to himself: "Since you don't believe in the destiny of heaven, what is there to fear, you have a clear conscience, and you can do whatever you want." ”

With a flick of his robe, he walked into the ancient mountain and headed towards the depths.