Tang Jin of Meridian Valley, Feng Xuan of Wanzi Mountain, Buddha Gongtang, Yong, Zhi, Fa, Yan, and the four hall masters. When she appeared around the mountain range at the same time, there was no trace of blood on Xue Yueqing's face.

Fighting alone, Shenxiantai is not afraid of the challenge of any sect, and even has the strength to fight. But how to solve the current deadlock? The four masters of the family, the power of the sect to set up a killing array, no matter how brave the father is, he is afraid that his two fists will be difficult to defeat the four hands. What's more, after fighting for many days, the proud soldiers under his command are tired, and if it is smooth, they can still be used. Caught in a dead end, a few more people are willing to take their lives!

Meridian Valley, Tang Jin, the owner of the Meridian Valley, threw a blood-red human head into the arena with his hand, and sneered:

"Snow old monster, Tie Jiuzhou's manpower, you don't have to wait any longer, Lao Tzu wasted half a day's strength to cut him into two sections, today your limit is approaching, why don't you go all the way!"

Xue Qianqiu glared at his eyebrows, the human head under his feet was indeed Tie Jiuzhou, the brother of life and death who changed his life, how could he not recognize it. The northern mining area is over, and that's the foundation of my own business!

"You all deserve to die!"

The end of the hero, the blood-red eyes, scanning the crowd, and the cold words made everyone's hearts tremble, and none of the famous people around dared to look at Xue Qianqiu!

"Tang Jin, five years ago, in the northern mining area, you were killed by me and ran away, like a lost dog. Today, he is dressed in human skin, and he is still a soil dog in the eyes of the old man!

Feng Xuan, back then, you fooled around with your daughter-in-law, and I designed to block it in Longzhong County, praying for your life with ten mines, prostrate at my feet, and crying bitterly, you were extremely low, and I regretted not listening to my son's admonition and leaving you alive.

Eternity, wisdom, law, strictness. Phew! The four scum who killed their teachers and destroyed their ancestors, full of benevolence and righteousness, are really the biggest joke in the world!

Seekin Temple, the fate of my Shenxiantai today is your tomorrow. Longzhong Haoxiong, who can tolerate it, now I wish to go through the remnants! ”

As Xue Qianqiu pointed out and scolded one by one, he finally said the name of that secret technique!

What the?

The Book of Treasures!

Even in the depths of the battlefield, when the crowd was fighting, as soon as the name of the Wish Sutra was spoken, everyone gasped!

The leaders and elders of several sects looked at the three monk kings at the same time! What Xue Qianqiu said, is it true? Or is it fake? That thing is too mythical, and Buddhism is a supreme treasure. The legendary contemporary Buddha's treasure technique of crossing misfortune!

The black-bearded monk sang the Buddha's name with a sad face. Take a step forward:

"Snow Sect Master, the end of the hero, the poisonous scheming. If there is a Buddha master treasure in the temple, even if it is just a fragment, how can it be silent for more than ten years under your obscenity. ”

This reason seems to be sufficient, but it is not. The treasure art itself is not something that anyone can cultivate, the so-called impermanence of heaven's will has its own fixed number. Everyone's fate has a trajectory, how can it mess up the way of heaven.

People have hidden scriptures, and the requirements for root bones are so high. At that time, Lingxiu was like a genius of Fakong Temple, and the little monk Huineng only took half a foot and defeated the subordinates of Genting Villa. What's more, it's a remnant, and it's even more difficult to cultivate!

In any case, the monk king of the temple will never admit this matter. The cause and effect of it is too big, so big that no one can afford it, and even Longzhong County will be involved in turmoil!

Shenxiantai has experienced many days of bloody battles, people are sleepy and tired, at this moment there are only ten elders left, more than 1,000 disciples, facing the energetic four major sects, tens of thousands of people! Everyone knows that defeat is only a matter of time.

Xue Yueqing hugged her father tightly, the corners of her mouth bitter. Who would have thought that a few days ago, she was still drinking with people in the restaurant and discussing the world. In a few days, it will be a catastrophe of life and death!

"Qing'er, I'll protect you and kill you in a while! The world is big, let you roam. Don't go back to Longzhong! ”

After the sound of his father's voice sounded in his ears, tears continued to flow uncontrollably down Xue Yueqing's cheeks.

"Father!"

"Don't say it, Shenxiantai is the brainchild of my father, and it will depend on you in the future!"

Xue Qianqiu turned around and looked at her daughter, and nodded to every blood-stained old brother. With a roar, he rushed towards Wanzi Mountain!

Behind him, ten elders and eight hundred disciples followed him to the death!

Feng Xuan scolded and faced Xue Qianqiu.

Wan Zishan fought the first battle of Shenxiantai a few days ago, hurting his muscles and bones, and the damage was great, at this time, Xue Qianqiu took him as a breakthrough, and his vision can be described as old and spicy! Feng Xuan was full of white hair, and the light in his slender triangular eyes was shining, Xue Qianqiu was desperate, trying to pull Lao Tzu on his back, but there was no door! After a hard fight, this cargo dodged and gave up the battle group. The four masters of the Buddha Hall each used their own spells and flew behind them!

Today, Xue Qianqiu must die!

The three major monks and kings are fierce and approaching in an instant. Tang Jin held a horizontal knife and walked back and forth! Several of the top players in Longzhong County set off a terrifying decisive battle in the southern mountains!

The desperate Xue Qianqiu is completely different from the usual snow monsters, like a mad tiger, with fierce moves, and in the midst of heavy surrounding, he rushes left and right. A long sword, blood rolling.

Feng Xuan was completely tragic, no matter where he went, Xue Qianqiu would take people to kill wherever he went, and his determination to take him on his back was resolute. The rest of the people were also happy to see Wan Zishan come out with another handful of blood. Shenxian Tai is difficult to fly with wings, take away Wanzi Mountain, is the result more beautiful?

After resisting the Yongtang Master's palm, Xue Qianqiu swung his sword and cut off Feng Xuan's bun, which also completely broke his backbone, like an old dog, after barking strangely, he ran away in embarrassment. The terrifying trap surrounded by the four families finally opened a thin opening under the carelessness of several masterminds with ghosts.

"Split up!"

Xue Qianqiu broke off with a sigh.

The only 300 people left behind him were like fish returning to the sea, tigers entering the mountains and forests, and rushing out of the mountains.

In the strange smile and everyone's surprised eyes, the sect master of the Immortal Terrace, Xue Qianqiu, after breaking alone, turned around and fought again!

He's crazy!

Everybody thinks so!

Does one person fight four sects alone?

There is only one snow Qianqiu in the world, who has ambitions and was born three hundred years early!

Of the four fears, he is the only one. The disciples of the Shenxian Terrace scattered by birds and beasts have their own disciples hunting. The layers of encirclement, densely packed, with no edge in sight. The four hall masters, the three monk kings, took turns to fight, but they still couldn't fight.

When Qin Feng arrived at Nanshan, the battle was already coming to an end. The seven masters of Longzhong County, everyone is injured! In the end, Xue Qianqiu committed suicide by drinking the sword. One side is a hero, and his body is dead.

As the man slammed to the ground, everyone in the mountain let out a long breath. The seven masters are even more crazy to pour the elixir and recuperate on the spot. In this great battle that can be recorded in the annals of the Tianyu Empire's sect, it was not only the Shenxian Terrace that was destroyed, but also the equally tragic Wanzi Mountain.

Tang Ying of Meridian Valley, after the uprising killed Feng Xuan, Wanzi Mountain disappeared. Buddha Gongtang, Yong, Zhi, Fa, and Yan are four people, with a chuckle on their faces. The three monks and kings of the Jinjin Temple nodded and praised goodness!