Qingtian Martial Mansion.

An endless war will eventually come to an end.

When Lin Huang was still walking on the Taiji battlefield, in the sky above the Qingtian Martial Mansion, the army of the Wu Yang Protoss had completely occupied the sky.

No matter how we share the same hatred.

No matter how unwilling you are.

No matter how many former Martial Mansion disciples came to help!

Ultimately......

They couldn't resist the steady stream of Protoss armies, and they couldn't stop retreating.

Finally, Pei Xiufu was covered in blood, one arm was directly torn apart, his chest was pierced by a spear, and the whole person fell into the Qingtian Martial Mansion.

Lu Donghuang was knocked down by a holy emperor of the Protoss, and he couldn't get up anymore, half of his head had collapsed, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

In the void, countless disciples of the Qingtian Martial Mansion were defeated like mountains, and died like ants. Blood was like rain, spilling into the sky, staining the 8,000-mile territory of the Qingtian Martial Mansion.

And the Xuanhei Iron Cavalry army of the Ming Sect was already red-eyed at this moment, and his death intent was cold. Under the complete rout of the battle line, they were like vicious wolves, carrying their guns alone and slaughtering into the Protoss army formation.

When he was dying, he exploded directly!

One after the other.

In the void, countless blood-colored flowers bloomed, brilliant and extremely sad.

Over time......

Qingtian Martial Mansion is already invincible!

In the Spring Breeze Building, Xue Tianjun looked at the sky above the Qingtian Martial Mansion, his face was like ten thousand years of ice, and his fingers were embedded in the flesh because of the tight pinching.

Yet he remained as motionless as a mountain.

The territory of Qingtian Wufu, which spans 8,000 miles, has already become a Shura battlefield, with blood and rain, corpses everywhere, mountains and rivers shattered, and devastation.

The former Wufu has long been turned into a scorched earth ruin.

The people of the Protoss are high above, looking down on everything indifferently and mercilessly, and the killing in their hands is not at all......

In the ruins, Pei Xiufu coughed violently, even though his arm was broken and there were countless wounds around him, he didn't feel the slightest. It's just that the wrinkled face is full of desolation......

He raised his eyes to look at the Qingtian Martial Mansion with countless scars, and his eyes were full of sadness! He had worked hard to run the Qingtian Martial Mansion for many years, and originally twenty years ago, when Lin Taiqing was still in the Martial Mansion, he had the hope of rejuvenation.

But...... Lin Taiqing went away and disappeared!

Now, it is suffering from such a catastrophe, and the enemy is the Xingtian Divine Temple, which is in charge of the iron law of the continent, and the Xuantian Divine Clan, which is high above.

In this world, I am only afraid of ...... There is no Qingtian Martial Mansion anymore!

Burst!

Pei Xiufu suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, the whole person's qi machine decayed rapidly, and the whole person fell to the ground with his head up, and he burst into tears for a while!

"Zuo Jia Mingjiao, the twelfth generation of the seventh killing of the heavenly character and the eleventh killing of the earthly character...... Farewell!"

Pei Xiufu lay on the ground, muttering in a low voice, and the breath in his body could only enter and exit.

Airplanes.

Buzzing.

Airplanes.

Right now......

Qingtian Martial Mansion suddenly trembled slightly.

Trembling again.

Pei Xiufu's eyes, which had lost their lustre, moved slightly, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light. He used the last of his strength to get up and looked up at a place in the Qingtian Martial Mansion.

There......

It is the only well-preserved building in Qingtian Wufu at this moment.

- Nine-story Holy Heaven Tower!

At the beginning, when Lin Huang entered the Qingtian Martial Mansion, Jun Qicheng took Lin Huang to the nine-story Holy Heaven Tower.

However, at that time, Lin Huang did not enter it, because at that time, he was not able to get close to the Holy Heavenly Tower.

On the sixth floor of the Holy Heaven Pagoda, there is the name of Emperor Lu Dong.

On the seventh floor, there is the name of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

On the eighth floor, there is Lin Taiqing's words written to Huang Ayasha.

And the ninth layer on the Holy Heaven Tower, it seems that in the distant past, there are also words, but they have been erased......

In the records of the Qingtian Martial Mansion, it seems that no one has ever set foot on the ninth floor of the Holy Heaven Pagoda.

Lin Huang once comprehended the vertical and horizontal path left by Lin Taiqing in front of the Holy Heaven Tower.

Before Lin Huang left the Qingtian Martial Mansion, he also thought that after coming back, he would go to the Holy Heaven Pagoda to see what kind of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods were inside.

And at this moment......

The vibration of the entire Qingtian Martial Mansion obviously came from the nine-story Holy Heaven Tower.

Or rather, from the ninth floor of the Holy Heaven Tower!

When the Holy Heavenly Pagoda began to shake, among the gods in the void, an old man of the Holy Emperor realm suddenly appeared, and his whole body was white, as ethereal as a snowflake in the long wind.

Before that, he had never been seen.

And at the moment when the Holy Heaven Tower shook, he did not hesitate to appear in everyone's eyes, a pair of silver eyes, staring at the nine-story Holy Heaven Tower.

In the Spring Breeze Building, Xue Tianjun's complexion also changed.

In the previous bloody and tragic battle like the Qingtian Martial Mansion, the Mingjiao army went to death in a self-destructive way, but it didn't shake Xue Tianjun to make a move.

However, at the moment when the nine-story Holy Heaven Pagoda shook, Xue Tianjun rose from the ground in a wheelchair and rushed directly into the sky from the building, looking at the Holy Heaven Pagoda from afar.

"My building is ruined for you!"

In the Chunfeng Building, Li Jiang looked at a huge hole at night and said sadly.

Airplanes.

Buzzing.

In the Qingtian Martial Mansion, the Holy Heaven Pagoda rooted in the loess earth suddenly rose from the ground and quickly swept into the void.

Bang.

Bang bang.

......

In the void, eight explosions sounded one after another.

Every explosion sounded, and the Holy Heavenly Tower was one layer off. It wasn't until the eight explosions were over that only the ninth floor of the Holy Heavenly Tower remained.

Suddenly...... The rest of the Holy Heaven Pagoda shines brightly, like a great sun shining on the world!

Only under the gaze of everyone, the ninth layer of the Holy Heaven Pagoda, like a lotus blooming, stretched out one by one, until half a moment later.

It was a cross-legged figure.

The surrounding body is bright, like a golden river shining on the mountains and rivers within a radius of thousands of miles.

Xue Tianjun suddenly stared, his breath intensified, and the whole person became excited.

The figure......

It's a corpse!

I don't know how many years have passed.

Suddenly, in the Qingtian Martial Mansion, a voice resounded through the heavens and the earth-

——Zuo Jiaming Sect Xuanwu Department Xuanzi Camp 100 Households Chen Guye See ...... Lu Shuai!

The voice was old.

Agitated.

Shout at the top of one's lungs!

It was an old man with white hair, extremely rickety, but wearing armor and holding a gun. A pair of bewildered eyes looked at the golden bones in the void, and tears flowed down their faces.

"See Lu Shuai!"

In the Qingtian Martial Mansion, the voices of all the people of the Zuojia Ming Sect instantly sounded.

"See Lu Shuai!"

"See Lu Shuai!"

......

The converging sounds, like ocean waves, wave after wave, swept through the void for thousands of miles, causing the wind and clouds to collapse and the mountains and rivers to shake.

In the void, the golden skeleton did not respond in the slightest.

Still calmly suspended there.

The white-covered Protoss Saint Emperor stared at the golden corpse, his gaze uncertain, and then tentatively slapped towards the corpse.

Sonor!

In the void, there was a loud bang, like a bell ringing in all directions.

The palm swung out by the Holy Emperor of the Protoss was directly bounced back!

And in the sky above the Chunfeng Tower, Xue Tianjun looked at the golden corpse, and his expression couldn't calm down for a long time. Then the next figure crossed thousands of miles and appeared next to the golden corpse.

He threw himself from his wheelchair to the golden corpse, looking at the familiar skeleton with a moist look in his eyes. There seemed to be a thousand words in my heart, but at this moment, I didn't seem to be able to say anything, just hoarse and trembling voices:

"Lu Shenzhou...... It's been a thousand years...... Your uncle's ......"