Thousands of years in weight, the clouds rush to the top.

The cloudy sky was as gloomy as bloodthirsty, and the red light marks that tore through the universe spread in the depths of this heavenly dome, and bursts of violent thunder rolled like monstrous waves, and then gradually disappeared. The catastrophe that had not yet been brewed was as if it had been quelled by the mercy of a saint.

It seems that the power of destruction that can shatter the void and destroy the universe turns into a Dao with the dense sky, and the blood is heavy, and the sky disappears, and the rain escapes.

At the top of the gloomy sky, there were several peerless warriors who seemed to be in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, and their eyes stabbed forward, and the surging divine momentum was like a dragon spirit python circling endlessly, just waiting for the thunder to erupt and the storm to rise.

As far as the eyes of the warriors can see, there is a demon and evil handsome young man who is covered in blood with green silk, his delicate face is stained with red golden bloodstains, and his sharp eyes like an eagle sweep across the void sky, as if he is unwilling, no one has noticed it, and the eyes that can penetrate people's hearts have crossed a trace of loneliness.

"Why do you need other things to comprehend the heavenly machine, and now the situation really responds to the cause and effect?" seems to be lamenting and groaning, and seems to have realized something, practicing for hundreds of years, and now because the things in the palm of your hand are surrounded and killed by evil spirits, it is inevitable to feel lonely.

"Well, I was buried here today, and it was fate. The young man slowly returned to his roots, dressed in purple clothes with the breeze of the sky, showing the meaning of sprinkling, and the faint thunder gradually fell silent with his demeanor.

"Xuan Su, quickly hand over the herring tears, and Lone can leave you a whole corpse!" The corners of the mouth of the leading martial artist outlined an evil smile, and the vicissitudes of life stared at the young man he called Xuan Su, not daring to have the slightest carelessness, the golden crown was cold, and he was ready to reach his body.

"Yun Chong Peak is a good place to bury Tianjiao, and it is not in vain to be your peerless Mahatma. The cold voice was naturally mixed with a hint of yin and evil, and beside the golden-crowned martial artist, a rickety old man with kind eyebrows stepped forward and said with a smile.

The old man was dressed in green clothes and white hair, the years eroded his old face, Xuanyuan overturned and shrouded his body, and the mixed power rushed straight to Xiao Han.

From his wrinkled face, there was an unusual sense of regret, after all, they were doing a bandit-like thing, and they were not morally observant and wanted to kill people and seize treasures, but they were arrogant on the first day of the ancient country.

Eight hundred years of Xuansu cultivation is the realm of half-step heaven and man! The combat power is even more terrifying, and even this old man who has been immersed in the emperor for many years cannot completely suppress it. If it weren't for the approaching limit, the old man would never have joined forces with many strong men to attack and kill Xuansu, just to snatch the sacred object in his hand.

Ancient books record that there is a spirit in the vast snow river in the north of the desert and said that the herring fish, which is born in response to nature, can smell the righteousness of the avenue, its scales and fish jump, the fission of the Qiankun, and the herring fish flies away from the void, leaving a tear, containing the opportunity to break the road......

A generation of Tianjiao Xuansu is also a person with atmospheric luck, when he traveled to Beiming, he entered the ruins of the remnant demon kingdom, and obtained the tears of the herring by chance, but it caused the world to shake, and shocked the strong people from all over the world to covet it.

From Beiming to the top of this Canghuan Yunchong, he chased and killed millions of miles away!

Although Xuan Su is a peerless talent, he can't compete with dozens of martial arts powerhouses, plus he is already seriously injured, and now it is the end of the strong crossbow, and he will die.

As soon as the old man's words came out, the martial artists secretly operated their magical powers, and the fierce killing momentum was like a howling wind, and the torrential rain devoured the sky, and the peak of the heavenly dome that gradually calmed down began to show a shocking wave again, and the domineering of the perennial high position was vividly displayed in these martial artists.

If the power erupts, this side of the space will probably be shattered, and I don't know how many innocent beings will be involved, but for these martial artists, in order to achieve the Great Dao, what harm is it to shatter the void and destroy some ants.

"Old thing, what Lao Tzu can't get, you can't think of it!" Xuan Su smiled as if he had seen it through, when these old monsters who had lived for thousands of years decided to do it, they didn't think about letting him live, not to mention that life is not something that comes from charity.

On the way of martial arts, the cycle of life and death is only in a thought, and I never thought that my death would come so quickly.

The warriors sensed that something was wrong, and resolutely blasted out a thunderous killing move, and suddenly the sky was full of colors, and the aura was like a wave rolling, and there was a wild tiger phantom in the dark sky, and the strange tiger seemed to be able to grasp the whiskers; there were red dragons that pierced the sky and tore away, bringing bursts of evil wind; and there were even jade-colored divine flowers blooming in an instant, and the fragrance of the flowers was overflowing, which was breathtaking......

All kinds of supernatural powers are smelted to the extreme by the martial artists, and when they are erected, they attract the circulation of the ancient patterns of the Heavenly Dome Dao, and there is a faint sound of the Great Dao Heavenly Sound penetrating into the ears!

It was too late, Xuan Su had already taken action, only to see that he was covered in red gold, and the aura that swirled into a gang turned into thousands of sharp broken blades, and his body was violently cut in all directions with his body as the center, causing strange ripples in this space for a while.

"Bang ......"

The sound of cracking was endless, and Xuan Su responded to the bandit actions of the warriors with his final blow!

What's even more suspicious is that when the terrifying snow knife killing force resisted the visions flying in the sky, it also touched the revealed ancient patterns of the Great Dao, as if the aura blade that could tear everything suddenly cracked, shattered into a little starlight and dissipated into the heavens and the earth.

"Heaven also helps orphans!" The golden-crowned powerhouse sneered, and the dragon robe Xiao Hunt added a bit of domineering, and his eyes were full of hot color. At the same time, his eyes secretly glanced at the rest of the martial artists beside him, if Xuan Su died, I am afraid that the battle for herring fish tears would take some effort.

Xuan Su shook his head and smiled bitterly, the essence and blood in his body flowed backwards, the spirit yuan was exhausted, and the oil was exhausted.

The bright blue light in his palm was like a bright sun rising in the dark night, and when the light faded, there was only a simple cyan bead, which shone with a cold light under the reflection of the long sky.

When the powerhouses saw this scene, their eyes were even more red, and they couldn't help but strengthen their offensive, and for a while, the blood light skyrocketed, and the qi yuan stirred, causing the thunder and lightning that surrounded the thickness of the ancient tree to slash down, pulling everyone into the crisis!

Xuan Su clenched his left hand again, anyway, today is also a dead body, and he has to pull a few miscellaneous pads on his back temporarily.

Immediately triggered the dantian consciousness sea, and the violent aura exploded from the vastness of his body!

"Jumping ......"

The sound of continuous riots and thunder went hand in hand, and the deafening sound spread to the sky, wanting to devour everything, and the strong people who rushed were wiped out in an instant, leaving only the remnants of the soul to drift away, and the spirit infant to fly away!

A generation of Tianjiao Xuansu exploded on the top of Canghuan Yunchong!

The Golden Crown powerhouse and others suddenly woke up, and they couldn't help but regret it, so they contracted the momentum of bombardment, and resisted the thunder slash with all their might, and Xuan Su was powerful before he died!

"Damn dog!" a warrior scolded, and he also cried bitterly.

When the breath of the rage gradually subsided, the strong people hurriedly returned to their senses, and a stream of powerful spiritual consciousness spread all over the world, but they all stopped in loneliness.

They didn't dare to search unscrupulously for too long, if they attracted other peerless powerhouses, it would inevitably reveal the herring fish's heavenly secrets, and the ancient god herring fish tears would definitely not disappear with the self-explosion of Xuansu, but the momentum of the previous riot was too great, and I don't know where it was left.

"Dinu. "The black-robed powerhouse under the golden crown powerhouse Chuanyin, he is naturally a little unwilling, how important the opportunity to become a monk is, he is bound to be one step ahead and find the herring tears.

The warrior who was called the emperor slave understood and quietly retreated to arrange. The rest of the strong people also left one after another with a few words of greeting, secretly making measurements. Such a major event is tacitly acknowledged, and the news will not be leaked in vain.