Chapter Twenty-Seven: Death
"Die!" Shao Chen tightly grasped the violently trembling and softly screaming Heavenly Sword, stabilized his crumbling body, and swept it over with difficulty. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Only one move!
"Bang", the Kunlun Mirror enchantment broke in response, and for a while, a circle of white light fainted in the field, and under the curved arc, the one hundred and eight disciples in the inner formation of the Thousand Machine Array were all cut off, and the disciples in the outer array were also disabled to varying degrees, and the white light eroded their bodies, bursting layers of blood mist in the air, filling the entire Shengqing Temple.
Some of the less timid disciples had already weakened their legs for a while, and they vomited on the ground. And Qin Zhen Ruohuai, who dominated the Thousand Machine Array, also barely escaped by quickly rising into the air, they glanced at each other, and looked at Shao Yan who was panting below with palpitations.
This sword actually opened a gap in the natural barrier of Kunlun Wonderland, connecting the human world, only to see the snowflakes in the sky falling from the air, brushing through the face of Shao Zhi, and gently taking away a touch of dark red, in the center she seemed to be a world of her own, and this sudden celestial phenomenon complemented each other, it was the same cold and lonely.
"Isn't she exhausted? How can there be such a strong force? "Ruohuai's tone has changed a little, after so many years of cultivating immortals, it is the first time she is so close to death, if it weren't for Qin Zhen pulling her up, then she would also-
"The sword in her hand seems to be a curse!" Qin Zhen stared at the sword in Shao Chen's hand with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice.
"Zhutian? Isn't that Uncle Feng Yan's sword? If it is a divine sword, why did it fly into the hands of this witch by itself? Ruohuai was so shocked that he almost choked on his own saliva.
"I don't know, let's see how the master deals with it." Qin Zhen frowned and glanced at Shao Chen, and pulled Ruohuai to retreat to the high platform, holding the Demon Realm Shaozun who was holding the heavens, it was no longer something they could deal with.
The four realm lords on the high platform looked at each other, and they all looked at the Heavenly Sword with some fear, the young man who had no magic power could kill so many immortal realm disciples in an instant with just one sword, if he was in his heyday, he didn't know how earth-shattering it was! The power of Zhutian, the power of Zhutian, nothing more!
Shao Zhi, who had just killed many immortals with the Zhutian Sword, was not as beautiful as he imagined at this moment, the black and red blood in her eyes flowed out of the corners of her eyes, and every pore on her body burst out with a puff of blood mist, wetting her black robe, she raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, and opened her mouth to be a mouthful of blood.
"I see who dares, who dares again, stop me?" Shao Zhi had a hideous face, dragged the Zhutian Sword, and slowly walked towards the place with the most people, the purple light of the star pendant on his chest flashed and flashed, this is the magic power suppressed by the Kunlun Mirror, and it is also her last strength.
Surprisingly, after taking a few steps, the Zhutian Sword in Shao Yan's hand was broken!
Shao Chen looked at the Zhutian Sword blankly, in the previous moment, Shao Chen vaguely felt the sorrow of the sword, this sword is so strong, I would rather kill myself than use it for her, is it because she is a demon? Is it because she killed people in the fairy world?
Hmph, ridiculous, ridiculous!
Shao Chen shook off the broken Zhutian Sword, condensed a short blade in his hand, and continued to walk forward. There was really no one to stop her anymore, maybe she was stunned by the scene just now, and a disciple in front of her didn't even react when the short blade of Shao Zhi arrived in front of her!
"Let's all die!" Shao Chen laughed fiercely and stabbed into the body in front of him, Shao Chen enjoyed the pleasure of devouring blood, one after another, sending them to the path of reincarnation.
"Master, find a way to stop it!" Ruohuai looked at Shao Chen's wanton killing, and said anxiously to the extreme Weng Shangxian in front of him.
Ji Weng Shangxian didn't say anything, but watched fixedly as the lives of his immortal realm disciples ended one by one in Shao Chen's hands.
Until-
"Shuiyin, stop killing people, please!" The turquoise girl's hands clinging to her arms slowly fell, looking at her with a pleading expression, ignoring the blood gushing from the corners of her mouth.
"Linglan-" Shao Chen's eyes instantly cleared, and he looked at the figure in front of him blankly, and muttered.
At this time, her left hand was passing through Linglan's body, bringing up a cloud of blood mist, and the slightest magic power wrapped around Shao Chen's whole body, and her black hair that was scattered in the wind was also dyed with dark red blood, and her purple eyes were cold and dazzling.
Within ten zhang of Shao Zhi, there were no living people, only the broken body and the blood red of the place, and the dying Linglan in front of him. After years of practicing illusion, she wished that the scene in front of her was just an illusion.
In Kunlun for two years, Shao Yu enjoyed this simple and carefree life, and the day and night with Ling Lan, playing and playing became a beautiful thing she could not forget, Shao Yu cherished this memory very much, and had no intention of hurting Ling Lan, but Ling Lan still died in her hands, maybe from the moment she revealed her identity, everything could not be good.
"Stupid, what are you rushing up for?" Shao Zhi's eyes were split, and his voice trembled.
"Stop—" Ling Lan's voice was inaudible, "your—sins—"
Linglan gradually lost her voice, and left forever with worry and forgiveness for Shao Chen!
"Ahh
Sadly, her two friends died, one died for herself, the other was killed by herself, and there is hope for the rebirth of the ghost pattern, and Linglan, who is shallow in cultivation, is afraid that she will not be able to find her among the thousands of souls in the ghost world.
"It's you, it's you who damn it!" Shao Zhi looked like he was crazy, and the light blade in his hand flickered, and he walked towards one person in the crowd.
"Ah, Yanqing, get out of the way!" Ziyun in the crowd saw that the direction of Shao Chen's attack was actually his younger brother Yanqing, and immediately exclaimed.
But it was too late, Shao Chen's light blade had already hit Yanqing, but the magic power was exhausted, and the light blade was no longer visible, Shao Zhi turned the blade into a palm, condensed the remaining strength and sent out the final blow. That Yanqing barely took a move under Shao Chen's hand and was slapped out by her palm, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
"That's enough, this Demon Realm Shaozun is already at the end of the crossbow, and he is vulnerable, so let's end it!" Qifeng Shangxian glanced at Shao Chen, his eyes were dark, he didn't know what he was thinking, and turned his head to Ji Weng Shangxiandao.
"Hmm!" Ji Weng Shangxian stroked his white beard and responded.
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