Cangsong's originally stiff body trembled violently, and all the energy that had disappeared returned to his body at once, fear and cowardice and all fear were gone, and he raised his head sharply, waiting for the terrible abyss with angry eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What is the most terrible thing in the world?

Is it death!

Cang Song laughed a little maniacally, and then he roared, and directly tore the placket of his chest with one hand, his eyes were still waiting for the darkness to descend from the sky, and then a sword stabbed his chest!

The blade of the sword was cold, and it broke through the body.

If you are not afraid of death, then what is there to be afraid of!

The darkness roared overhead, and it seemed that countless ghosts appeared together in the darkness, opening their hideous faces and letting out a terrible roar at the person who was as small as an ant below! But all the most terrifying and terrifying pictures in the world flashed in front of Cang Song's eyes like flowing water, and he couldn't be shaken by half a point.

The sharp pain in his chest made his whole body tremble, but it also reminded him persistently and sharply, supported him, and there were people who were bleeding desperately for him, then he must not, sorry, them!

He roared angrily, slicing open the flesh and blood on his chest, and in an instant, a fountain of blood gushed out, and at the moment when the flesh and blood were flying in severe pain, there was suddenly a trace of comfort and satisfaction in Cang Song's eyes.

Do this, Senior Brother Wan, three junior brothers, you shouldn't look down on me anymore, I didn't feel sorry for you, I tried my best, I did the last and the best!

He shook off the fairy sword, pounced on it, and smeared his chest and flesh on the Shura Pagoda in the darkness and fierce wind that fell from the sky. Blood gushed out, staining the entire tower a blood-red color.

The Shura Pagoda roared instantly, the entire tower trembled, and let out a strange scream, where the blood passed, the sword marks that were originally cut out by him turned red one by one, and then large pieces of strange stones began to soften like sand, and fell one after another.

The entire Shura Pagoda, at this moment, was actually crumbling!

Above the canopy, the dark abyss trembled at the same time, and at the edges, it began to blur.

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This day was the darkest day ever for the Demon Cult, for the Demon Cult's Holy Land Savage Temple. Several hateful and treacherous Middle-earth righteous monks secretly infiltrated the Demon Mountain, and then unknowingly launched an attack on the Barbarian Sanctuary where the masters gathered, although the masters in the Demon Sect were like clouds, but in the case of being caught off guard, the Barbarian Sanctuary still suffered heavy losses.

Many holy places and halls that have been carefully cared for by the holy cult members for many years have suffered a catastrophe, and the lecture hall, the reincarnation hall, and the Dharma hall have been seriously damaged, and the losses are incalculable, including the main hall, which is now also poisoned, and the most important thing is that the Shura Pagoda, which has been erected here since ancient times and seems to be forever indestructible, is now in danger of collapsing and collapsing.

When the people of the Demon Sect in the main hall realized this, they were in an uproar in an instant, and the crowd was excited. At this time, no one can hide anymore, and all of them are desperate to rush towards Wan Jianyi, intending to quickly defeat this person and then save Shura Tower.

However, at this moment, Wan Jianyi suddenly floated up, not directly retreating and fleeing, but bullying himself and moving forward. But did he not directly attack a certain Demon Sect master, but instead he did as before, avoiding a few figures with a swift figure, and rushed towards the back of this main hall, which was also behind the Demon Sect people.

All the people of the Demon Sect, who had been led by the nose by this tall and dashing man in white, were taken aback, and subconsciously looked back, when suddenly someone shouted, his voice was frightened, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to the back of the main hall and shouted, "Holy icon!" ”

The people in the Demon Sect were all shocked and turned around one after another.

This is the main hall of the many temples of the Savage Temple, which is dedicated to the two major gods of the Holy Mother of the Netherworld and the King of the Heavenly Evil, and it is also the two largest and most sacred of all the temples, and there have been many ceremonies, ceremonies, sacrifices, etc. in the Demon Sect throughout the ages, which will be held here. The so-called Wild Holy Land, the most sacred place, is actually on these two sacred icons.

Behind the crowd, I saw ten thousand swords dancing in white clothes, floating straight up, and actually flew straight towards the two huge holy statues.

Behind him, all the Demon Sect masters shouted angrily in unison, and chased after them again, the fastest of them were Qinglong and Poison God, and the black-clothed Vermilion Bird seemed to have a unique body technique, although the Dao Xing was slightly weaker than Qinglong, and the speed was not slower than him.

Wan Jianyi didn't seem to care about the large group of masters chasing behind him, his handsome face was calm, his body was as fast as lightning and flew in front of the two holy statues in a blink of an eye, and glanced at the faces of the two gods: the Holy Mother is kind and the Ming King is hideous, as if they are two extremes, but they are side by side on this temple, forming a strange balance.

He suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, as if the heart of the madness suddenly rose, with a wave of his right hand, the dragon sword came to his side, at that moment the blue light was vertical and horizontal, flickering non-stop, only listening to the sword roar, in a blink of an eye, on the white wall between the two holy statues carved "ten thousand swords" three big characters.

The three-character dragon flying phoenix dance is written wildly, like a dragon soaring and a tiger leaping, as if it is about to break through the wall in the next moment.

And the people of the Demon Sect who saw this scene behind them were all furious in an instant, and in the roar, countless magic weapons and magical powers hit them in one go.

Wan Jian laughed, swung his sword to resist, and his body kept retreating, but at the same time, he moved aside to reveal two holy statues, and suddenly let several Demon Sect masters throw rat bogeys, for fear of hurting the gods, and they were busy closing their momentum one by one.

Among the crowd, Qinglong went straight into it, and made three moves with Wan Jian. Wan Jian's face sank, and he forced the green dragon back with a sword, but then a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and the blood stained the white clothes.

The poison god on the side was overjoyed, and shouted as he rushed up: "This fang is exhausted, we will capture him and sacrifice the Holy Mother of Blood to the King!" ”

Wan Jian laughed one by one, and the blue light sword was not weak but prosperous, as if his divine power and spiritual power seemed to be endless, and he went straight to the poisonous god.

The poison god's body trembled, and he didn't dare to take it when he saw the earth-shattering sword, and flew back directly. However, at this moment, a black shadow swept by, but it was Suzaku who aimed at the opportunity, and rushed directly to Wan Jianyi's side, and the sword in his hand swept up, and he slashed towards Wan Jianyi.

Wan Jian's body was on one side, as if he was about to resist, but at this moment, his eyes fell on Suzaku, and the two of them met in the air for a moment, and they both recognized each other in an instant. Wan Jianyi's sword momentum did not stop, and he was about to counterattack, but at this moment, his body suddenly trembled, and for some reason it seemed that his spiritual power had fallen.