Black Butterfly Heavenly Demon!

Many people can see that the Black Butterfly Heavenly Demon Liu Jiani was originally a person in the Demon Gate camp, and it is even clearer from the information collected by 'Tianting' in the dark at the beginning of this battle that the Black Butterfly Heavenly Demon's power in the Demon Gate is not low, but no one could have imagined that the person who finally turned the tide of the battle and forced the Demon Gate to retreat turned out to be this Black Butterfly Heavenly Demon.

At this moment, after all the demon gates were withdrawn, the audience fell silent directly, and many eyes gathered, looking at the Black Butterfly Heavenly Demon Liu Jiani floating in the sky in front of him, his body was glowing with magic light, filled with a strong aura, and his eyes were coldly looking at the direction where the Jiu Miao Divine Envoy and the others had withdrawn, as if they were keeping an eye on them to prevent them from going and returning.

In the entire Sword Sect Valley, the smell of blood had solidified into pieces of blood-colored blood mist.

Half session -

A cold and bleak mountain wind blew, and everyone's pupils involuntarily widened a little - the Black Butterfly Heavenly Demon Liu Jiani in front of her, her body trembled, and suddenly stumbled strongly, her body shook, and she fell to the ground with a bang, her hands were propped forward, supporting her crumbling body, her arms trembled, and the powerful aura of her body disappeared like a deflated ball, replaced by a faint and disordered breath.

Everyone's pupils shook involuntarily.

At this moment, they all realized that the attack of this powerful Heavenly Demon of the Demon Gate just now may have paid a great price-

Sou!

Xuanyi Jinxian, the sect leader of the Xuanyue Sect, stepped forward in a flash, arched his hand towards Liu Jiani, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for coming to the rescue." ”

Liu Jiani lowered her head and said nothing.

This time she was attacking by luck, and she had already sensed at this moment that the poison of the [Styx Holy Water] in her body was extremely close to her heart, and the breath of life in her body was gradually dissipating, and she could die of poison attack at any time.

She didn't want to talk too much, she waited, waiting for someone to come back.

She wanted to pay for this sin to him personally.

Seeing that Liu Jiani didn't make a sound, Xuanyi Jin Xian didn't speak anymore, at this time, a figure in the distance rushed over, it was Ji Li Immortal, he was followed by a group of Sword Sect disciples, when his eyes touched the corpses all over the valley, Ji Li Immortal's heart couldn't help but feel a sharp pain, the feeling of watching in the dark was completely different from being there, and the moment he stepped into the valley, there was even a feeling of cold and piercing in his heart, which made Ji Li Immortal shudder involuntarily.

Looking at the faces in front of him who were still talking and smiling an hour ago, they were now lying to the ground, unable to move, Ji Li's immortal's heart was dripping blood, and behind him, many Sword Sect disciples were silent, silently stepped forward, cleaning and tidying up the valley battlefield. Faced with the corpses of the Demon Sect, many Sword Sect disciples couldn't help but make up for their swords, and then piled their corpses aside, while the corpses of the Sword Sect camp were carefully carried out, their faces and clothes were tidied up, and some of their arms were cut off, and they were also found and spliced back for them.

With a solemn expression and strong grief, he sent the brothers on their last journey.

In the entire Sword Sect Valley, everyone was cleaning up the corpses, no one spoke, it seemed that there was a boulder lying across their throats, just when they saw one of their familiar brothers with wide eyes and fall in a pool of blood, they couldn't help but shed a tear of sorrow.

The heart was cramping, trembling, as if it was being torn inch by inch.

The silence was eerily silent.

One by one, the bodies were lifted out and laid neatly flat in an open place.

In the valley, there were also ancient beasts, which were also quietly moving the bodies of their dead companions to one side, piled up like a mountain, and from time to time their throats let out a low hissing sound.

Suddenly.

Roar!!!!

The rabbit spirit Xiao Ruoruo opened his bloody mouth, roared and roared in the sky, and his blood-colored eyes raised to look at the sky.

At the same time, many of the other ancient beasts raised their heads and roared, and their voices shook the heavens and the earth.

All eyes are looking at the same place.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have noticed something, and they all turned their faces to look over.

Far away in the sky, a multicolored light appeared.

The sound of the phoenix chirping pierced the sky.

Everyone's pupils widened as they looked at the brighter and closer colored light.

"Yes—Supreme Sect Master!"

"The Sect Master is back!"

"I'm back—"

Many choked voices sounded, and the tears that had been blocked in their eyes took advantage of this opportunity to burst out of their eyes and shed tears in the wind.

Qingluan Divine Bird, breaking through the sky.

Gliding like lightning, on the beautiful body, a white dress dressed in Shengxue sat cross-legged with a stern expression.

Sword Sect Xiao Yang!

Under the full speed attack, Qu Runiao was overwhelmed, and Xiao Yang simply summoned the Qingluan Divine Bird to give him a ride at the end.

The Sword Sect Valley was already close in front of him, but there was no sound of fighting.

There are only two possibilities for this, one is that the Demon Gate has retreated, and the other is that the Sword Sect has been-

Xiao Yang felt a cold silence in his heart, two possibilities, he didn't dare to think about it.

Because he knew very well that with the power of the Sword Sect headquarters, it was impossible to resist the attack of the Demon Gate.

The bloody breath rushed directly to Xiao Yang's snort, and Xiao Yang could feel that there must have been a tragic battle in the valley ahead.

My heart sank.

Are you late?

Forcibly holding back the fear in his heart, Xiao Yang exhaled deeply, "Go down." ”

The Qingluan Divine Bird suddenly swooped down like a meteor.

When the situation in the valley fell into Xiao Yang's eyes, his body stiffened like thunder!

His eyes were wide and round.

In front of him was a blood-red color, a familiar figure, which had become a corpse, lying on the ground. They could no longer open their eyes - Yao Gu Yu Churong was doing her best to heal her injured disciple.

A terrible picture.

Xiao Yang felt that his hands and feet were all cold.

He subconsciously closed his eyes, and couldn't bear to look at them anymore, for fear of seeing his brothers and sisters who he knew well, lying on the ground covered in blood.

One step late!

One step late!

After all, I still couldn't get back in time.

At this moment, Xiao Yang's heart was violently twisted and cramped, his throat seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, he wanted to roar desperately, but he couldn't shout no matter what, after a while, Xiao Yang still slowly opened his eyes, two lines of tears slowly flowed down, and his face was cold.

His eyes fell on the corpses of the ancient beasts that were piled up, and at this moment, around the corpses, a group of ancient beasts were licking their wounds, looking at Xiao Yang, and letting out a low cry of sorrow-

"Master, I'm sorry." Xiao Ruoruo's figure approached the past, and at this moment turned into a human body, her eyes were full of remorse and self-blame, "I can't protect many brothers. ”

The mountain wind whined and blew through, as if telling a bleak music.

Xiao Yang's figure landed on the ground, staggered a little, and slowly stepped forward, his steps were heavy, looking at the corpses that fell to the ground and couldn't stand up, Xiao Yang's heart was completely sad-

One step at a time, it's heavy.

"Xiao Yang-" When Xiao Yang walked to the side of the Red Silk Throne, the Red Silk Throne couldn't help but cry and wail.

Xiao Yang raised his eyes and looked at the Red Silk Throne, "Sister Red Aya-" Between the words, Xiao Yang's eyes involuntarily glanced at the side of the Red Silk Throne, and he couldn't help but look stunned, and an extremely strong sense of foreboding emerged in his heart, but he forcibly pressed it down, his pupils opened suddenly, his heart was cold, and his voice couldn't help but tremble and spoke, "Sister Hong Aya-what about the eldest brother?" How many big brothers? ”

The Eight Great Thrones of the Sword Sect, in general, in this case, rarely leave their respective sides.

They have been together for a hundred years, and they have endured too many hardships together, and the emotions between them are no different from those of blood brothers, or even surpassed.

After such a tragic World War I, there is no reason why she is the only one by the side of the Red Silk Throne.

Red Aya's eyes were red and swollen with tears, "They—they're gone." ”

Let's go!

At this moment, Xiao Yang's body shook as strongly as an electric shock, and his eyes widened and he didn't move.

The words of the Red Silk Throne echoed in my mind.

"Gone—how? Impossible, impossible! After a long time, Xiao Yang muttered, his eyes burst out with a strong disbelief, and he shook his head frantically, "No!" Definitely not! Sister Hongyan, you lied to me, why did you lie to me! Xiao Yang was like crazy, the tears in his eyes were surging wildly, and his heart seemed to be shaken by a heavy hammer.

Pictures of the past uncontrollably appeared in his mind.

When he was in the secret place of the Sword Sect under the abyss, he made friends with the Eight Great Thrones of the Sword Sect, and he still clearly remembered the oath that the Eight Great Thrones knelt on the ground in front of the cold cave.

"Disciple Luo Tian!"

"Disciple Hong Tao!"

"Disciple Jiang Feng!"

"Disciple Red Aya!"

"Disciple ploughs the sky!"

"Disciple White Lotus!"

"Disciple Red Sword!"

"Disciple Duan Han!"

Also, disciple - Xiao Yang!

From that day on, the nine people were even more determined to rely on their own strength to rebuild the Sword Sect.

And Xiao Yang became the ninth brother among them.

The tragic battle at the bottom of the abyss, the sacrifice of the two great thrones, and then one thing happened one by one - in the whole process, no one of the eight great thrones of the Sword Sect took half a step back.

They used their lives to defend the Sword Sect and protect the faith in their hearts.

One picture after another flickered, Xiao Yang's eyes opened wide, and the tears in his eyes overflowed red light at some point.

It's about to collapse!

"Ah!!!h

Xiao Yang couldn't help but look up to the sky and roared wildly, and the frenzied aura surged wildly everywhere-

At this moment, in the distance, the Black Butterfly Heavenly Demon Liu Jiani slowly raised her head, her eyes lost her brilliance, looking ahead, her body trembled involuntarily, and her eyes suddenly fixed on the body of that body, and she couldn't move away.

She deeply felt the sorrow in Xiao Yang's heart at this moment, looking at the crazy Xiao Yang, Liu Jiani's lips squirmed slightly, "Everything is caused by me-Xiao Yang, let me die in your hands-"