"Hehe, won't Lord Water invite us in?"

On the ground, Tantra Gao pointed to the Tiejing Pass not far away, and said with a leisurely and even somewhat nonchalant expression.

"Huh."

A blood-colored sword light illuminated the heavens and the earth. Above the sky, when the eight peerless masters saw that the tantric person's fingers were full of iron mirrors and didn't care, everyone's faces instantly sank, and their eyes that were as cold as the moon flashed with a cold light.

At this moment, Qu Tian, who was irritable and bloodthirsty among the eight people, took the lead, "Squeak." A sound sounded, and the blood coffin behind Qu Tian, which was far more delicate than Cang Er, opened in an instant.

"Remember, you are not qualified to point to that Xiongguan, and you will never be qualified."

The moment the words came out, Qu Tian had already come to the eyes of the tantric master, his hair was on end, and a feeling like a man's back swept through his body.

Retreat, retreat, retreat.

This is the first feeling of the Tantric people after seeing Qu Tian, and he turned around and retreated like a wisp of green smoke, wafting between heaven and earth, giving people an unpredictable feeling.

But no matter how fast the smoke floated, it was not faster than the knife in the sky, and under the blood-colored sword light that illuminated the heavens and the earth, the blood splattered, staining the sky red.

In the face of this sword that has no smoke and fire, but it is a must-kill, the master of Tantra is really unavoidable, and there is no way to hide.

"Smack."

A severed hand fell rapidly from the sky, but before it landed, it was turned into powder by the cold killing machine that suddenly rolled up between heaven and earth, and drifted away with the wind.

"Stand down, big plan. Don't be ashamed here. ”

Originally, Qu Tian looked at this sad cry, and the tantric person with a resentful look on his face was unconvinced, and was about to kill him, but he didn't expect to be destroyed by an old man who didn't know where he came from.

"Don't blame you, the little apprentice doesn't know how to be polite. Offending the sages should be so. ”

The old man's attitude was very respectful, and he couldn't help but be angry at Qu Tian's knife, which made the blood knife that was originally going to play with the question almost spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and there was a feeling of punching the cotton.

"The person who comes is a guest, I will receive a bad guest like you today in Nian Luoba."

Without waiting for Shui Hanqiu's words to finish, the nine figures in the Iron Mirror Guanzhong behind him flew out instantly. Except for a son who was as gentle as jade standing behind Shui Hanqiu, the other eight people were all standing between the voids.

"It's a good move. I can't imagine that the Lord of the Water Venerable will bring out all of your Nian Luoba's Great Palm Order, the Attendant Order, and the Seven Great Orders, so the Water Venerable Lord is not afraid that he will not be able to bring it back? ”

In the sky at this time, except for the attendant Tang Qigongzi standing beside Shui Hanqiu, the remaining eight people "hum." With a slight tremble, he danced in the desert outside the plug.

These eight people descended from heaven at this time, and between the fluttering clothes and veils, they charmed all beings. And with the beginning of this dance. The surrounding void began to slowly collapse.

On the ground, suddenly everyone felt as if they had fallen into the mud, or even imprinted in the void, like a landscape painting fixed on the wall.

The boundless killing intent was like the galaxy hanging upside down at the same time, all of which hit this old man's body, and for a while, boundless fear was born in his heart.

"Buzz."

The sound of death sounded slowly, and this old man, who had an extraordinary position within the Tantric Sect, trembled all over his body at this time, and his mind thundered. Feeling that fierce killing intent, goosebumps appeared all over his body.

"Poof."

Then. The old man's body made a soft sound in the horrified eyes of everyone, turned into a piece of blood and mud, and completely dissipated into the world.

"Heavenly Dementor Dance."

After seeing the fate of the old man, the eight factions of the outer regions quickly retreated, for fear that they would be one step slower and follow in his footsteps.

Everyone present was stunned, almost in disbelief at what was in front of them. This supreme figure of the Innate Mirror was killed in this way, and it became history.

This is really terrifying, you must know that no one who can stand here today is a master who is lower than the innate master, and this is the power that overlooks the world outside. How many people can compare to them?

However, everything that has just passed in front of them is so real, and the blood and mud on the ground really tell them that there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the sky.

"Nian Luo Zhan Dance, Shui Hanqiu, you are so big."

In the crowd, an unimaginable terrifying momentum suddenly rose into the sky, and everyone present felt it, as if the abyss to hell had been opened.

Everyone was stunned and broke out in a cold sweat. When enveloped by this aura, everyone couldn't help but think of the end of the world.

In the sky, the Nian Luo War Dance was still dancing, and under the huge Heavenly Demon Force Field, it seemed that time and space were distorted. However, when that force actually rose to the sky, the war dance was brought to a standstill.

"Yo, isn't this the zero of Tsing Yi Building, if I don't dance this dance, are you going to hide it like this."

High in the sky, the heads of the eight major sects seemed to descend from the palace, looking down on the land and the world.

"Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom."

With Shui Hanqiu's words, the heavens and the earth suddenly began to tremble, and the qi and blood like a great dragon penetrated the heavens and the earth, almost boiling.

For a while, the top master like the head of the eight factions walked out of the crowd, and the qi and blood in his body were like a landslide and tsunami, rolling together in the sky.

Heaven and earth were constantly shaking at this time, and in this boundless killing aura, endless fear invaded people's fragile hearts, and even some martial artists with slightly lower martial arts skills had collapsed to the ground, unable to bear it.

"Shui Hanqiu, Shui Yuhan, today either you get out of the way, or we defeat you and demolish the broken city in front of you."

Qin Sigongzi, the head of the Seven Colors Hell, shouted, his voice seemed to come from the Nine Hells, cold and ruthless. All the martial artists present heard it, and everyone was chilled at this time.

"Buzz."

The momentum of the head of the Inner Eight Sects instantly shone brightly, turning the dark dawn into day, and the smoke was gorgeous.

"Hahahahaha."

High in the sky, these heads seemed to have heard some funny sound, and they all covered their stomachs and laughed, and the terrifying laughter shook the sky.

"What are you laughing at, this river and lake was originally lived by virtuous people, and now the Central Plains rivers and lakes have decayed, and you are no longer enough to occupy here."

The voice of the Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Flowers was not high, but it resounded throughout the universe, cold and ruthless, cold and cruel.

"Hmph."

A cold snort shocked the heavens and the earth, and directly suppressed the words just now, and among the eight people, Shui Yuhan, the palace master of the Shenshui Palace, walked out slowly.

"Joke, let's not mention the defeat of us, let's just talk about the iron mirror behind us, to be honest, I really want to see what you look like when you go to destroy it, but, I can guarantee that you will definitely die before you do it."

"It's not just you, you, you, you, all of you who are here today, including those behind you, are going to die."

A dead word set off a boundless storm in the sky, and the sound was like a metal clash of metal, sonorous and powerful, and it was hard to imagine that it was made by a woman.

Every time Shui Hanyu pointed at a person, they would take a step back with difficulty, and each step fell, as if it was an earthquake.

These few steps seemed to have exhausted the strength of their whole bodies, and they almost trembled, and they only felt a touch of coldness running through their backs.

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