It's gone!

The sound sounded, and everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look over in shock.

Sou!

The figure of the Red Silk Throne swept upwards and rushed towards the entrance of the stone wall.

Everyone had seen with their own eyes that Luo Tianzun was covered in whip marks, and after the most slammed, he was directly smashed into the stone wall by a Sky Hammer from the Giant Spirit Throne, and there was no breath at all.

Everyone felt that Luo Tianzun couldn't survive.

However, at this moment, the body of Luo Tianzun is gone?

In a moment, the figure of the Red Silk Throne swept out, furrowed his brows, shook his head and said, "I can't find the eldest brother." ”

Missing!

"Could it be that Luo Tianzun is still alive?" Xiao Yang's eyes lit up.

A glimmer of hope rose in everyone's hearts, and at the same time, there was a gloomy ......

What about being alive?

Luo Tianzun has fallen into the devil, the demon heart has invaded, and he can't recover his original self at all. He is alive, and when his strength recovers, he is very likely to become a demon and a murderous demon.

Is this kind of Luo Tianzun seat acceptable to the disciples of the Sword Venerable lineage?

The crowd was silent.

After carefully searching around, he still couldn't find the figure of Luo Tianzun.

The bodies of the rest of the Sword Sect disciples were all gathered.

Seventy-nine corpses.

Thirty-one people stood with solemn expressions, and there were more than twenty seriously injured disciples, some of whom were difficult to stand up at the moment, but they all knelt on the ground one after another, facing the direction of their brothers.

Send a layer to the brothers.

Xiao Yang and the Red Silk Red Sword stood at the front, the cold wind blew, his face tingled, and his heart was also cramping.

His eyes slowly fell on the bodies of every Sword Sect disciple, and even some, the corpses were difficult to piece together.

"Brother, let's go." Xiao Yang's expression was gloomy, and he silently thought softly in his heart, his whole body twitched slightly, and he exhaled deeply.

If you don't propose a war yourself......

However, the wood is already in the boat, and it is useless to regret it.

Xiao Yang clenched his fists, feeling the suffocating and uncomfortable atmosphere.

Suddenly, Xiao Yang raised his hand violently, and a sharp sword flew up on the ground, breaking into several pieces with a loud bang.

"I, Xiao Yang, swear to my brother's soul." Xiao Yang's eyes became cold, and he suppressed the killing intent in his heart, "If you don't destroy the enemy of the Sword Sect in this life, you will have such a sword!" ”

Sonor!

The Broken Sword fell to the ground like ice and snow.

At this moment, the murderous intent in the eyes of all the Sword Sect disciples became a little stronger.

"If you don't destroy your enemies, you won't turn a blind eye to death!"

The cold wind blew across his cheeks and tingled his nerves.

The phoenix flame rose and shone on the faces of every Sword Sect disciple, and everyone's eyes were extremely firm.

The road to revenge, a battle, is far from enough.

The flames began to burn, and gradually, engulfing all seventy-nine corpses......

Shout!

Everyone raised their swords in unison, and the light of the sword flashed lightly, illuminating the Huangquan Road for the brothers.

Xiao Yang was still forcibly supporting his body at the moment, and the three elders in the golden axe were extremely anxious.

"Xiao Yang's state in his body at the moment is almost close to running out of oil, what he should do now is to heal his injuries and breathe."

"Xiao Yang, find a safe place to heal immediately."

However, no matter how the three elders shouted, Xiao Yang's gaze always stubbornly watched as the seventy-nine corpses were completely engulfed by the flames.

The brain was heavy, and the body stumbled slightly.

The red silk and red sword beside them both noticed Xiao Yang's situation, and their eyes couldn't help but add a touch of anxiety.

By the time the flames had faded away, the brothers had all left.

"Let's go." Hongyan Zunza waved his hand with a heavy heart, "Second brother, they are waiting for us to go back in another stronghold. ”

Walk!

All the Sword Sect disciples straightened their bodies and supported their seriously injured brothers, who couldn't move.

Puff up your chest.

Bury your sorrow in the deepest part of your heart, and let it turn into the power to kill the enemy.

Tonight, it's triumphant.

Seventy-nine people were sacrificed, including nineteen. And the other party, the whole army was annihilated.

The four heart thunder robbers are strong, eighty thrones, and three hundred solid qi and three cloud disciples.

All were killed.

The Abyssal stronghold has been exposed and must be evacuated.

"These corpses of the Divine Whip Sect and the Meteor Sect ......," the Red Sword Venerable Throne hesitated.

Xiao Yanggang's footsteps stopped.

Glancing around, he suddenly raised his hand, and a gust of wind rose, and in an instant, the corpses on the ground turned like rolling stones, gathering from all directions, and under the blowing of the cold wind, the smell of blood permeated the space, and a blood-red breath permeated.

The wind ceased.

All the corpses gathered into a blood-red and hideous character at the end of the year......

Sword!!!

Like a blood-red sword of vengeance, prostrate on the ground, it may shoot at any moment and kill the enemy.

The blood-colored word 'sword' instantly made the blood of the Sword Sect disciples burn again, and they clenched their fists tightly one by one.

They can fight again for the Sword Sect at any time, even if there is a huge disparity in strength, even if they die in a battle.

Regrets.

"Up!"

Xiao Yang's arms waved, and in an instant, four sharp swords on the ground rose into the air.

Sonor! Sonor! Sonor! Sonor!

Four sharp swords were plunged directly into the top of the head of the word 'sword' pieced together by the corpse at the same time, here, four corpses, four heart thunder robbers.

The homonym of four is 'death'.

This is a provocation issued to the Divine Whip Gate Meteor Sect, a provocation from the Sword Venerable.

Looking at the bloody word 'sword', the flashing light of the four sharp swords flashed in his eyes, and suddenly, Xiao Yang's brain was completely shocked, his consciousness was swallowed up in an instant, and his eyes turned black.

Bang.

Xiao Yang's body fell directly to the ground.

In this battle, Xiao Yang's last gamble was to bear the price of his life! If it weren't for his special seven-trick and exquisite physique, perhaps, after Xiao Jiu's seizure and departure, Xiao Yang's soul would have been wiped out long ago.

After all, today's Xiao Yang is only transformed into fifteen changes.

After experiencing this battle that originally did not belong to his level, Xiao Yang's state of mind seemed to have undergone a baptism and transformation, and at the moment of coma, he looked ahead at a glance, and his figure fell to the ground with a bang.

"Brother." Hong Aya quickly swept up, hugged Xiao Yang for the first time, and after taking a deep look at the bloody word 'sword', Hong Aya turned around with a solemn expression, "Red Sword, take everyone away." ”

Thirty people also moved freely, with the other twenty-four, plus Xiao Yang, who was now unconscious. Swiftly retreated towards a secluded path on the side of a miasma forest.

The Sword Sect is under the abyss, and there is indeed another way to prepare for the retreat. It's a pity that this battle was a situation where there was no retreat before.

The figure sped forward.

"Brother, you must hold on."

Feeling Xiao Yang's extremely weak breath at the moment, the heart of the red silk throne became more and more anxious, she tried to convey the internal force into Xiao Yang's body, but Xiao Yang's eight veins of the Qi Meridian were all broken, and as soon as the internal qi entered, it disappeared without a trace.

The heart of the Red Silk Throne was extremely heavy.

In her opinion, Xiao Yang's injury, even if he was lucky enough to save his life in the end, would be a complete waste of martial arts.

Sou!

As he ran forward, suddenly, the Red Sword Venerable turned around suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Red Ayazunza asked.

The Red Sword Venerable frowned, "I always feel like someone is following us behind my back. ”

Hearing this, the face of the Red Silk Venerable changed.

Glance back, paying close attention to every corner.

And nothing was found.

"Red Sword, you're thinking too much." The Red Silk Throne shook his head and motioned for everyone to continue on their way.

Then, at night, along the mountain path, he ran to another stronghold of the Sword Sect.

In the process of speeding up, Red Sword had that weird feeling again, and subconsciously wanted to turn around, however, he was secretly stopped by the Red Aya Throne.

The Red Sword Throne looked at the Red Silk Throne in confusion, at this time, the Red Silk Throne flipped his wrist lightly, and a delicate mirror appeared in the palm of his hand silently, and the other hand hugged Xiao Yang, and the left hand moved the mirror slightly......

A figure suddenly appeared in the eyes of the red silk throne like a thunderbolt.

His face was pale, and he almost couldn't help but stumble, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

The Red Sword Throne prepares to turn around......

"Don't look back!" The voice of the red silk throne was a little sobbing, and the tone was difficult and pathetic.

"It's big brother."

Eldest brother!

The expression of the Red Sword Venerable Throne suddenly shook.

The two figures were still rushing forward without slowing or hurrying......

In the mirror, the figure that looked like a bloody man, the breath all over his body was a little weak, his hair was scattered and red to his waist, and he was holding the blood-red Luo Tian Sword in his hand.

His eyes were blood-red, sluggish and numb.

It's Luo Tianzun!

Looking at the eldest brother in such a state, the Red Sword Venerable also felt an incomparably painful pain in his heart.

"Don't look back, let the eldest brother follow us home." The eyes of the Red Silk Throne were red and said, "It is rumored that the person who has fallen into the demon, after the period of madness, there will be a few days of calm, and in those days, maybe a trace of sanity will appear, just like the eldest brother is like this now, his heart is too obsessed with the Sword Sect, and now, when we go home, he also subconsciously wants to follow us home." ”

Let the big brother go home.

A wave of sadness spread in my heart.

"Don't go back and disturb Big Brother." The red silk throne admonished, her red eyes revealing sadness, and she bit her lip tightly, "Let the eldest brother enjoy the peace of the last few days." ”

After calming down, the demonic nature was furious, and he completely fell into the demonic path. At that time, if the obsession with the Sword Sect in his heart is also erased and disappears, Luo Tianzun's throne is equivalent to a complete fall.

The disciples of the Sword Sect in front also noticed the abnormality behind them, but under the advice of the Red Silk Venerable, no one looked back.

Hurried silently, under the cover of darkness, and brought Luo Tianzun home.

Although it is in the same Yunnan area, the other stronghold of the Sword Sect is nearly 100 kilometers away, and there are lofty mountains and valleys all the way. In the area of Yunnan, the mountains and wild mountains are very densely packed, and the hidden strongholds chosen by the Sword Sect are not in the downtown area. Although there is a saying that 'the great is hidden in the city', it is a difficult problem to hide in the downtown and the cultivation of the disciples of the Sword Sect.

It's better to be in the middle of the mountains.

A mountain range, a winding road above, and below the winding road, steep woods and vegetation are everywhere, and at the bottom there is a deep valley, and the river flows quietly.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

After a night of traveling, at dawn, the figures of the people of the Sword Sect appeared in the valley.

Behind a hidden formation in front of him was another stronghold of the Sword Venerable lineage.

Home, back.