The ground was covered with blood, and rivers flowed like rivers.

The gods and Buddhas in the sky stepped on the clouds, the scene was hot, each showed its magical powers, and the corpse mountain and sea of blood meandered through the city.

At this moment, the two sides are strangled together, no matter what major cultivation you are or a great immortal, life is fleeting, not to mention those who cultivate as weaknesses, they will turn into blood and mud without a single face.

Yan Changqing's eyes were red, and his heart was dripping with blood and tears.

But at this moment, he can't take care of a lot, he doesn't have time to think about it, although some of those brothers and sisters may not have said anything, and some may not have met a few times, but the Ethereal Sect is all his own brothers and sisters, and the scene in front of him is extremely tragic, Yan Changqing can't wait to replace him.

He had already rushed into the battlefield, and many of the enemy's vanguard troops had already approached the Ethereal Sect Fengtian Temple, as fast as lightning, if it hadn't been planned for a long time, it wouldn't have been believed at all.

Many of the vanguard troops are masters of the Mahayana period, and Yan Changqing is just the peak of the Transformation God Realm, but as soon as he enters the enemy formation, he is like a lion entering a flock of sheep!

One enemy two.

One against three.

One enemy four!

And then there are countless enemies!

It is not inferior at all, and it is still the cold of the enemy army that crushes the general killing.

Everyone knows that the name of Meisheng is not trivial, but after all, the cultivation is not high, the age is young, and the degree of attention in everyone's hearts is not unprecedented, but no one dares to underestimate the current scene, where Yan Changqing has passed, there are corpses everywhere, and the moves are faster than lightning, and many masters have not had time to react and are killed, and the people who watch are terrified.

This beautiful saint is really terrifying!

"The wind falls, the comet explodes!"

"The fire is broken, the sky is burning!"

The fire borrowed the wind, as fast as a rabbit, and directly fused to attack and kill Yan Changqing, the two masters of the Mahayana period were extremely skilled in cooperation, and at first glance, they didn't know how many years they had cooperated, and the killing moves complemented each other, and the lethality was extremely great, even if it was a master of the Void Immortal, this move was not easy to deal with.

What's more, it's still a sneak attack.

There was a smile on the corner of the two of them, obviously after this move, Yan Changqing would never be better, after all, it was a killing move that they could take advantage of, and they would be half-crippled if they didn't die in the Divine Realm.

But they found the wrong opponent.

Yan Changqing broke through the heavenly fire with a sword, no one knew how to do it, but it was just ridiculously fast and careless with a sword, and the entire Burning Sky Flame collapsed directly!

"It's not good, ride the wind and retreat!"

As soon as Yanhuo's words fell, Yan Changqing appeared beside the Chengfeng Dao people, a bright sword streamer pierced his eyes, a head flew up, and the blood splashed very high!

A master of the late Mahayana period died with such a sword, and the audience was shocked, they couldn't believe it, they were all stunned there, retreating far away, and they were shocked to see!