"Demon Knife, God-killing Arrow, Brahma Hammer, Fix the ............ of the Common People"

In the sea of gray clouds, all living beings were silent, they were very speechless, they could not say anything in the face of the current situation, and they did not know what to say.

None of the creatures knew that this was their first day in the City of Corpses, and they knew that there were endless trials and dangers ahead. Some monks are strong-willed, and a Dao heart that yearns for immortality is indestructible, and they can still hold on hard after a phoenix and phoenix rain.

And some monks have already lost their Dao hearts, although they are alive, but their hearts are already dead, if anyone can escape from this city full of death and danger at this moment, it is the greatest salvation for them.

If the ghosts in the sea of clouds have become their lingering nightmare, then the blacksmith and the hunter are the most terrible nightmare of this nightmare.

Among the fifteen super Dao Sects, five of the Great Dao Sect descendants have already been intercepted and killed by them. Everyone was speculating about where these two terrifying powerhouses came from and why, and they were silent and speechless.

The Ancient Gate of Brahma, a name that had been silent for 7,000 years, is mentioned today because of a swarthy hammer and a large bow. In just one day, the descendants of the five Dao Sects were intercepted and killed, and two Dao Sect men and horses were completely destroyed.

This is too terrifying for the cultivators to imagine. Being able to enter such a secret realm, and being known as the most outstanding cultivator of the younger generation of the super Dao system, which one is not Tianzi outstanding, and which one is not valued by the big people in the sect.

But now, they are dead, and they have fallen, silently.

The ancient gate of Brahma, in the world of cultivation, has been reduced to the name of the past. This was also a super Taoist system, but now, it is little known. There were gods in ancient times, and the three swords turned into demons, and they slashed all the enemies of the nine heavens.

In the dilapidated era of the beginning of the wasteland, a young man named Brahma obtained a piece of the former's broken sword and a feather, and he rose rapidly in the decay, standing tall in the wasteland, cultivating for three hundred years and reaching the ninth realm, which can be called a peerless talent.

He once founded a sect and passed on the three magical powers he had cultivated in his life: the Demon Transformation Knife, the God-killing Arrow, and the Brahma Hammer. It's a pity that such a character can't die well and dies under a thunderstorm.

The name is Brahma, but it is the opposite of the sky, and the cultivation is the way against the sky, the way of heaven is wrathful, and when it reaches the ninth realm, it rains down terrifying thunder tribulation, and has the power to destroy the world. After a breath, there is no Brahma in the world, only the ancient gate of Brahma.

A living creature once said that the reason why Brahma rose was because he had a divine remnant knife, and a feather of the supreme demon and the golden crow clan, and he comprehended the intent of the demon sword and the mutilated sun-shooting arrow intent on the feather, thus creating his own way and having a lifetime of glory.

Today, there is no Brahma, and there is no Brahma ancient gate. Although Brahma is strong, but his path is the path of failure, it does not work, his disciples, can transcend the path before him, very few, this sect to the end, become inevitable, finally, under the siege of the seven Taoist systems with the same heritage or even more than the ancient gate of Brahma, there is no Brahma ancient gate in the world.

"Little junior brother, are the descendants of the Brahma Ancient Sect the two uncles we have met?" Leng Chen sighed, the way of cultivation is really incomprehensible, and people who seem so ordinary on the surface actually have such a story.

"Well, uncle is not an ordinary person. Bai Ye smiled, probably behind every strong man, there is his own story. He has traveled to the wilderness and visited the dojos of various big names, and he has seen a lot of such stories.

"The deceased rest in peace, the place where the dead rest, the fate, reach the depths, you can enter the city ............" The majestic voice once again resounded throughout the sea of clouds, and the monks raised their heads and looked at the endless clouds, they had a feeling of getting on a thief ship, their whereabouts, their fate, as if they were held in the hands of others.

But at the same time, they could feel a shackle being broken in their bodies. A purple-haired young man looked at the Ziyan on his fingers, the Ziyan slowly beating, and the Ziyang Holy Son felt for the first time that this Ziyan was so gorgeous.

"Great, my cultivation has recovered. Frost and Dew jumped for joy, and she looked at the ice dragons around her, and her heart was extremely excited. Bai Ye turned his head and looked at the four girls who were more or less excited, and he felt a burst of warmth.

"You are surrounded by us. ”

The Ziyang Holy Son looked up, and what he saw was a strong man with a hammer in his hand and a sloppy middle-aged man with a big bow on his back.

"I teach the ancient gate of Brahma, and there seems to be no grudge. ”

"This is for Zilong, boy, you will pay the debt he owes. ”

Orion grinned, but the figure of the Purple Sun Holy Son retreated rapidly, bringing up a series of afterimages in the clouds. Three blue arrows of light, silent, appeared above the position where the Ziyang Holy Son was standing just now.

A purple sun rose and shone on the gray sky. Countless purple runes appeared in mid-air, and they were like beating spirits, emitting powerful fluctuations around the Purple Sun Holy Son.

A round of giant hammers appeared, and in the midst of a bang, it brought up a sea of burning sky and fire to surround the Ziyang Holy Son and his party. The red mortal fire collided with the purple fire with a strong aura in the gray sea of clouds, and from time to time there was a burst of explosion.

It's just that although Zihuo is strong, it's a pity that the gap between the two realms is too obvious, for a while, Zihuo was actually stabilized by the red mortal fire, and it was suppressed in the explosion, and it could only be maintained within a certain range.

"I didn't expect that the famous predecessor of the arrow ghost was actually a disciple of the Brahma Ancient Gate. "On the side of the purple sun, there is a round of cyan bright moon rising, the two echo each other from afar, rotating in the sea of clouds, countless cyan runes are also reflected, intertwined with purple runes, and evolve great magical powers.

"I'm just a hunter, and you're my prey. ”

Orion gritted his teeth, and in the blink of an eye, three more blue light arrows were swung out by him when he raised his hand, and the "ding" blue light arrows hit the body of the Ziyang Holy Son and the Qingyue Holy Maiden, and were resisted by a layer of purple and cyan Xuangang, like a stone sinking into the sea, only causing a little ripple.

"Ding" The faces of the two Ziyang Holy Sons changed slightly, and a blue light arrow swirled around this brilliant blue electric light, penetrating their Xuangang and arriving in front of the Qingyue Holy Maiden in a single breath. Qingyue Hua's face was slightly pale, this arrow had a terrifying killing intent, if it was shot, she would be seriously injured.

"Snort" the light arrow into the body, Qingyue's pretty face turned pale, in front of her, the purple-haired young man stood proudly, countless purple runes flowed, turning into a purple long knife, he gritted his teeth, and slashed off his entire right arm with a knife.

"You ........."

"I don't like to owe people something. The Purple Sun Saint Son was indifferent, he looked directly at the Orion Blacksmith in front of him, obviously the two existences that looked like mortals, but they were the most powerful existences among the trialists this time.

Countless ashes fluttered up and floated over everyone's heads. The Purple Sun Saint Son watched these ashes fly by, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, the god-killing arrow was really terrifying, it was a curse, a mysterious and strange force, which made his severed right arm rot.

The legend is not wrong, the Brahma of the year, really got the feather of the golden crow, there is the intention of shooting the sun on it, it is left by the witch of the witch Hou Yi, the magic power of the god-killing arrow, is created by Brahma with the intention of the arrow.

"Yes, much better than Zilong's kid. The blacksmith praised, he didn't make a move, the strength of these two Dao Inheritances, he was just a test, the people of the Northern Wilderness Ancient God Sect, it was better to leave it to Orion to deal with, he knew that it had become Orion's inner demon.

"Die. Orion bowed his head, his voice became cold, and the atmosphere reached freezing point at this moment. At this moment, his face was full of hideousness and numbness, and in his eyes, there was a cold bloodthirsty intent and crazy murderous intent.

His mind was full of the figure of a woman in purple, she was smiling, he was in pain.

He raised his head and almost frantically scanned every monk of the Northern Desolation Ancient God Sect, his eyes were complex and ruthless. Three points of bloodthirstiness, four points of guilt, three points of killing intent, very crazy.

Bai Ye raised his head and looked at the sea of clouds in the distance, where he felt an extremely strong killing intent, cold, numb, and desperate.

He raised his hand and removed the great bow from his back. Draw the bow, charge the power, shoot the arrow, the whole process is done in one go. Everyone just stood silently in place, not that they didn't want to move, but that they couldn't move, a terrifying aura that sealed the space around them.

The three arrows, with a blue streamer, pierced the sky and went straight to the two of Ziyang and Qingyue. Ziyang stared at the three arrows, this arrow was too terrifying, as strong as his existence, I am afraid that he would not be able to withstand the second arrow, and the first arrow, if he does not die, he will be reduced to a waste.

The surrounding space made a sound of shattering, and the cracks were clearly visible to the naked eye. The blacksmith stood quietly, not in the slightest hint of making a move, even if the Orion had gone mad and lost his mind.

"God-killing arrow, one arrow shattering shadows, one arrow wandering, one arrow, god-killing ........." A voice sounded in the blacksmith's ears, it was the voice of their master, that day, they met for the first time, and it was also their first contact with cultivation.

Ziyang Saint Son turned his head, he looked at Qingyue, he didn't know why, he would go to block that arrow, he could have watched, but he still helped. "Ancient Sunset"

The Purple Sun Holy Son roared, and in the purple light, the great sun came, his body emitted purple light, and countless runes flowed, evolving into a gray sky.

The sky is full of red glow, and there is a round of purple sun, slowly falling, that is the supreme law, and the state at this moment is already the limit of the Purple Sun Holy Son.

"Boom" An explosion sounded, and a hurricane suddenly appeared, this wind swept through the clouds and mist, and swept away the figures of the monks of the Northern Wilderness Ancient God Sect, unlike the descendants of this sect, they were too weak to even have the qualifications to resist.

The hurricane blew out, leaving only broken bones on the ground, and as for the Purple Sun Holy Son and the Blue Moon Holy Maiden, no one knew whether they were alive or dead.