Blood, endless blood.

The weak water river has never been as bright as it is at this moment, and with the ups and downs of the waves, it seems that a water lotus is in full bloom.

The sound of the uproar is endless, and a blood-colored long bridge breaks out of the water, spanning the north and south banks, which is magnificent and magnificent. At the same time, the thousands of spiritual cultivators in the north lowered their heads one after another, burying their heads in silence, and their breath was as if they were dying, as if they were welcoming the arrival of the emperor, strange and calm.

"This, this is ......"

He Ling Fengshen changed, and the corners of his mouth were bitter: "What a big hand!" The tone was full of indescribable admiration and vibration.

As he spoke, he stopped what he was doing, only to see a flying shadow in his eyes, drawing a rainbow light from the blood bridge.

Everyone stopped their movements and looked at this scene in amazement.

The six spirit emperors laughed in unison, and Leng Yi, who was the leader, laughed even more: "You are waiting for reinforcements, but you don't know that we are like this, ha." ”

With the words, several imposing shadows appeared in the southwest, and they were coming quickly, obviously the Spirit Emperor master of the Sword Moon Sect.

In the southern spiritual cultivators, Lin Chen looked at the tens of thousands of shadows kneeling in front of the chaotic stone hill with an ugly face, gritted his teeth and muttered, "A group of crazy people!" He could see very clearly that the aura of the tens of thousands of spiritual cultivators in the north was gradually withering, and the bridge of life was condensed with his own essence and blood. The lowly spiritual cultivation is indeed cannon fodder, but this is also the first time he has seen cannon fodder who sees death as home.

It's not one person, it's tens of thousands of spiritual cultivators who have contributed their lives, and they don't frown a brow, not what a madman is. Looking at the shape of the south again, Lin Chen took a deep breath, no, he decided to withdraw immediately, the farther away from this place the better, because the sense of crisis suddenly strengthened dozens of times, stronger than all the previous combined.

"Senior Sister Qiao. ”

He hurriedly shouted at Qiao Linglong.

"Huh?" Qiao Linglong frowned and looked over, as if she had seen through the other party's mind at a glance, but she still didn't believe it and whispered, "What do you want to do?"

"Hurry back. ”

didn't have time to explain, following the strong sense of crisis in his heart, Lin Chen immediately turned around and drilled out of the crowd, very fast.

"This ......" Qiao Linglong was stunned, she couldn't see the other party's shadow anymore, she bit her lip tightly, but didn't follow, but looked ahead again.

Lin Chen's footsteps paused slightly, and then he sped up and ran out, and his mind became indifferent. He originally thought that the other party had the same choice as him, but now it seems that it is still a little different.

At least in this world, he is the only one who has crossed over, and he is naturally the only one who does not have a sense of belonging. Ignoring life and death, truly ignoring life and death, only he has no psychological burden.

At this moment, he automatically ignored the faces that he might know in the crowd, and the farther away from the life-and-death crisis, the better. It can be seen that to this day, the Spirit King is just cannon fodder. And the sadness of cannon fodder is to never admit that you are cannon fodder.

Two or three breaths of time have passed, but it seems that a long time has passed, and at the speed of Lin Chen, he has come to the edge of the crowd.

"Hey, why did he come out?"

Taking advantage of the fact that many spiritual cultivators of the Flowing Wind Sect were attracted by the blood-colored long bridge, He Qintong's brain suddenly drilled out on the ground

bag, silently staring at Lin Chen's location, his expression a little puzzled.

Suddenly, a laugh rang out from the weak water river, shaking the sky, and the fluctuations in the air were visible, stretching in all directions.

"Hahaha...... The weak water river also has today!"

Ying Fei flew down from the long bridge, and finally stopped in front of the six spirit emperors, revealing Wen Sijun's face, looking up at the sky, then at the numb Liufeng Sect spiritual cultivation, and finally his gaze fell on He Lingfeng's, but what he said was a weak water river. It seems that for him, only a weak river can attract attention.

"The True Spirit Sect!"

He Ling Feng squinted, he had seen the other party's Spirit Sect with his own eyes, and he was naturally very familiar with the appearance of the body.

Seeing the coming, the frightened rock horn elephant also seems to be petrified, as a monster with a high IQ, it is instinct to seek good fortune and avoid evil, and it is very sensitive to the sense of danger.

Lingzong can use the power of the divine soul, and according to legend, there is a Lingzong in the Eastern Continent who once destroyed a country. This is no longer an existence that can be defeated by numbers, under the Spirit Emperor, it will definitely be killed in seconds, or in pieces, pile after pile.

Before everyone could come back to their senses, another shadow appeared on the blood-colored long bridge.

"Another Spirit Sect ......"

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth were bitter, and it had risen to the battle of the Spirit Sect, and the spiritual cultivators of the Flowing Wind Sect seemed redundant.

"Well, go back!"

At this moment, a sigh came slowly, and with the sound, a hole was torn open in the air above the blood-colored long bridge. A rod descended from the sky, the line seemed to be endless vertically, and the hook fell like lightning towards the second shadow on the long bridge.

Seeing this scene, a glint appeared in Ling Feng's eyes, and he muttered, "Senior, you still made a move." "Others may not be able to understand it, only the Spirit Emperor can see it clearly, the huge fishing rod that fell from the sky is clearly composed of the power of the divine soul, and the Dao Yun contains it to look vivid.

"A spirit sect that is about to die, his tone is too big. ”

The second shadow came across the river along the long bridge, and his voice was extremely loud, it was not a bystander, it was Leng Leiping who attacked Chen Chunya that day.

Leng Leiping exerted the power of his soul, and his right hand was firmly pinched on the hook, but the shape was non-stop, wanting to force it down.

But suddenly, his steps paused slightly, and he snorted in his nose, as if he had suffered a small loss.

At this moment, a third shadow appeared after Leng Leiping, and this shadow came behind him, without dodging or dodging, and grabbed it directly on the fishing line.

"I think you'd better come down. ”

The voice of the third shadow didn't seem to be too high, but everyone on the scene heard it clearly, and this ability was obviously higher than Leng Leiping.

The two spirit sects held the fishing line together, and the fishing rod could no longer be controlled, and there was a cracking sound.

Three Spirit Sects!

Usually it was rare to see one, who would have thought that in just a few moments, this place was already the home of the Spirit Sect.

In the midst of everyone's fear, the fishing rod disappeared, and an old shadow floated in the air.

"Senpai!"

He Ling Feng let out a low sigh, and couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw that the old man was obviously in good shape

Gas. At this time, he didn't ask the other party why he left Flowing Wind City. The appearance of the Sword Sect represents the power of a city, and that's it. In the face of absolute power, everything is a floating cloud.

The three major spirit sects in the north stood in levitation, and the bursts of spiritual pressure were not aimed at anyone, but they naturally put pressure on everyone present.

"It's over!"

"Even if you run away, you can't escape. ”

"I'm afraid that today is dangerous. ”

Everyone in the Southern Spiritual Sect is in danger, and frustration is full of faces, who can stop the three Spirit Sects?

But after waiting for a long time, the three of them did not make any next move.