The sky of the setting sun has been stained red with blood, and shadows are constantly falling from the sky, and if you look closely, you will find that it is all people. 【Latest Chapter Reading.】Fun*

Suddenly there was a rain of blood in the sky, and the screams of each other continued, and the world was like hell, full of killing and torture.

There are tens of thousands of people fighting here, and this place has become a battlefield, and every second and every second, someone will be seriously injured and die.

Boom!

The sky dome exploded out of thin air, and the terrible wave of air blew over hundreds of people, but after they stood up, their eyes were red, and they continued to rush over and fight the enemy.

This is already the second day, and the people of the Yinshen Pavilion and the Feng Ling Pavilion have been fighting here for a day and a night, and there have been countless casualties on both sides.

At the beginning, they still had some scruples about each other, but later, they all killed each other with red eyes, and as long as it was an enemy, they would use any means to kill.

Later, the rescue of the Yinshen Pavilion arrived, and it was also a super gate faction, although it only sent a few elders over, but it also greatly increased the pressure on the people of the Fengling Pavilion, and they were almost wiped out.

But fortunately, at the critical moment, the arrival of the people from the Dark Temple temporarily relieved their pressure, and the strength of the two sides was temporarily equal.

However, everyone knows in their hearts that this is just the beginning, and there will definitely be reinforcements coming one after another, at least Nayin God Pavilion, not just looking for an ally.

The battle continued, the sky turned completely blood-red, and the blood on the ground gathered into rivers, all pouring into the forest.

Rumble!

The sky burned with a blazing fire wolf, and this terrifying temperature instantly burned a disciple of the Sound God Pavilion to death.

This is a big fiery red bird with flames burning all over its body, this bird is more than ten zhang long, its wings are fully spread and it is seven or eight meters long, every time the wings wave, there is a terrible wave of fire swept out, and ordinary disciples can't resist it even if they breathe.

"Beasts are looking for death!"

Several elders of the Sound God Pavilion besieged and surrounded Da Hong, and a small golden tower fell from the sky and slammed into Da Hong's body.

Big Red spurted blood, its wings waved violently, and a fiery phoenix let out a hissing sound, and the terrifying sea of fire evaporated the void within a radius of tens of thousands of meters.

Those few Sound God Pavilion elders were also dead and wounded, and they didn't dare to approach Da Hong at all.

Clang!

Suddenly, the small golden tower flew out again, and a dazzling light burst out from the bottom of the tower, directly piercing the bloody wound with a pair of red wings, and the mouth let out a mournful sound, and the huge body fell down.

"Big Red!"

The angry shout came, and Ling Fei's figure appeared, and a long sword in his hand stabbed at the elder who was using the golden pagoda like lightning.

"Hmph, little girl, if your pavilion master is here, it's okay, the old man asked himself if he was an opponent, but he is dead, let me send you into his footsteps today......" fake play

The elder sneered, and the golden pagoda in his hand burst out again, appearing in front of Ling Fei in the blink of an eye, emitting a terrifying impact force that shook Ling Fei away.

Strike!

A mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air, but Ling Fei's palm suddenly clenched, and the blood that spit out condensed into several blood swords in the air, silently cutting through the void and appearing behind the elder.

"Carving insect small skill......" The old man of the golden pagoda smiled disdainfully, and reached out to grab it with his backhand, but the next moment, the expression on his face froze.

"Boom. ”

Ling Fei said expressionlessly, and those blood swords immediately emitted a terrifying explosion, and a mushroom cloud appeared in the air, and the Elder of the Golden Pagoda was directly hit, blowing up half of his body, and the Golden Pagoda also fell to the ground.

"Ten Elders!"

Several Sound God Pavilion elders' eyes were blood-red, and their terrifying murderous aura was aimed at Ling Fei, and the four or five of them launched the most powerful attack together.

"Death to a slut!"

That terrifying sword qi tore through the space, and it directly appeared above Ling Fei's head.

Ling Feiqiao's face changed slightly, but she was not nervous, but instead sat cross-legged on the void, and the sound god pipa appeared in her palm.

Zheng!

The fingers gently stirred the strings, and the beautiful and soft music sounded, and the sword qi that came to her head directly turned into a cloud of air.

"It's my Sound God Pavilion's Sound God Pipa!"

The eyes of the elders of the Yin God Pavilion suddenly turned red, and they rushed over one by one with a roar.

Ling Feiqiao's face was extremely cold, a few delicate fingers kept plucking the strings, and although several elders were temporarily blocked by the sound waves, she also spurted out a mouthful of blood on the qin.

Ling Fei gritted her teeth and insisted, her fingers were beating faster and faster, and the sound of the music gradually spread to the surroundings, and all the disciples of the Sound God Pavilion who heard the sound covered their heads and screamed in pain, falling directly from a high altitude uncontrollably.

"Kill her, it's a vocal attack!"

The elder with a scar on his face shouted, he took out a cyan flute, put it to his mouth and blew it gently, making a long melody sound, and the sound wave that came to him was directly bounced away.

Similarly, some of the elders who reacted also took out flutes of different colors, and Ling Fei's attacks were ineffective against them, but they had an unstoppable posture.

Strike!

Ling Feiqiao's face turned pale, two mouthfuls of blood spurted out of her mouth again, the strings stopped fluctuating, and finally with a snap, the strings broke.

"The strings are broken...... How is this possible. ”

Ling Fei looked blankly at the group of sound god pipas, there were a total of six strings, but now they were shattered at the same time, which greatly surprised her. Palace Strategy

You must know that this sound god pipa group is the treasure of the sound god pavilion, and the power is naturally needless to say, and the degree of strength is not comparable to ordinary magic weapons.

But now......

When Ling Fei was out of his mind, the elders of the Sound God Pavilion were also sluggish, they looked at the broken strings, their faces were full of shock, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"Old, Old Nine, the treasure of our town sect is broken?" an elder asked in disbelief.

"I'm dazzled, it must be my dazzle, the sound god pipa is left by the first generation of pavilion masters, even if it is a master of the catastrophe, it may not be able to destroy it, but how can it be ...... now"

Just when they were stunned, the people around them continued to fight, and similarly, the people of the Dark Temple also dragged down most of the powerful people, including the Pavilion Master of the Sound God Pavilion, the elemental man.

"Click!"

The void cracked a huge opening, and the two warring sides separated at the same time, far away from the shattered space.

"People from the Dark Temple, if you don't have time to leave now, it will be too late in a while. ”

"Ahem......"

The elemental man coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and his illusory body became even more ethereal, as if it was about to dissipate at any moment.

The Dark Temple elder who took the lead of the "Amitofu ......" merged his palms, and a string of Buddha beads in his hand suddenly spun and flew away.

Circles of black runes appeared, and a powerful force appeared on the Buddha beads, forcing the elemental people to keep retreating.

At this time, a golden light appeared in the sky, and several old monks walked down from the sky step by step.

"Bright...... Temple!" the Dark Temple elder said coldly.

"Amitofu, the light and darkness are originally a family, friends of the Dark Temple, when will I be able to turn back is the ...... of the shore"

The old monk who took the lead looked pious and his palms were merged, and his body exuded a circle of golden light, much like a monk who had attained the Tao.

"Phew, the old bald donkey of the Temple of Light, don't tell me any big truths, take care of our light and darkness are enemies. ”

The Dark Temple elder sneered, and a Zen staff appeared from his hand, exuding a powerful dark power on it, and the light in a radius of tens of thousands of meters gradually dimmed.

Just when the two of them were facing each other, the fat man's side was also fighting extremely hard, and those people saw that he was taking the lead, so they sent out twenty elite disciples of the nameless elder to besiege him.

If it weren't for the god-level exercises that Ling Feng gave him, as well as the kitchen knife and iron pot in his hand, he might have been killed a long time ago.

But even so, now he is seriously injured, a deep button has been cut on his face, and there are different injuries on his back and thighs.

The most important thing is that he is too tired now, and after two days of continuous fighting, his physical strength is a little weak, which the pill can't recover. Seven shows of the end times

The people from the Yin God Pavilion came to the traffic station with him, and three or four people went up together, and when they were tired, they changed people, and the poor fat man could only hold on hard.

Boom!

The fat man was accidentally kicked out by an elder, and he lay on the ground panting, and blood was coming out of his mouth and nose.

"Boss, where are you, the fat man can't do it, come and save me......"

The fat man wanted to cry, he couldn't imagine that the real battle to the death would be so difficult, a fight would be several days, and his figure was not good at all.

"No, I can't die here, my wife hasn't given birth yet, my father-in-law is waiting for me to go back......"

Thinking of this, the fat man supported himself to sit up, but the next moment, the sound of breaking the air sounded in his ears, and before he could react to what was going on, he was kicked away.

"Dead fatty, how does it feel like to be a trapeze?"

Elder of the Sound God Pavilion said coldly.

"Phew, old miscellaneous hair, there is a kind of letting Lao Tzu rest for a while in the three hundred rounds of the battle!"

The fat man scolded angrily.

"The old man also wants to, but you don't have a chance, and today next year will be your death day. ”

The Elder of the Sound God Pavilion raised the long knife in his hand and slashed it at the head of the fat man without hesitation.

Clang!

An iron pot was blocked on his head, and the fat man clenched his teeth, roared angrily, and threw the iron pot out of his hand with the last bit of strength.

Boom!

The elder of the Nayin Divine Pavilion smashed by the iron pot had gold stars in his eyes, blood spurted out of his nostrils, and he took a few steps backwards under his feet, and he passed out.

"I ...... No way......"

The fat man was completely paralyzed on the ground, staring blankly at the blood-colored sky, and people kept falling from the sky, bloody rain and bloody wind.

His mind gradually became a little tired, and the fat man felt that he was really going to fall asleep this time, and he didn't know if he really couldn't wake up when he slept like this.

The eyelids began to fight, and the fat man slowly closed his eyes with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in his ears, and a familiar voice sounded.

"Just give up?"

Hearing the voice, the fat man opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the person in front of him with surprise and excitement.

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