Chu Chu did not draw the map leading to the Pope's Mausoleum, but through her relay, Feng Wuyan knew that the Pope's Mausoleum was in the mountain behind the Hidden Corpse Mountain, at the end of the ten-mile pilgrimage road. Tonight he has a war that he has to win, time is urgent, he has no plan to carry out, only step by step, from the bloody road to life.

The left protector has been ambushed by the Purple Thunder Divine Halberd in the ancient years, and now the Shenwu Pope has seven ambassadors in addition to the right protector slaying the dragon oath and thousands of disciples: burning desire, destroying madness, cutting jealousy, breaking sorrow, stopping anger, annihilating greed, and laziness.

The seven symbols symbolize the seven sins of human nature recorded in the "Shenwu Ancient Scripture", and the seven ambassadors each have cultivated to a high level, second only to the left and right protectors. If they cooperate with each other, they will be more powerful, and once the seven of them worked together to fight a draw with the Left Protector Gu Xiannian.

And on this night, because the Zuo Protector died in the Holy Land in the ancient years, the entire Shenwu Pope was on super strict alert, and on the only ten-mile pilgrimage road leading to the Pope's Mausoleum, the seven ambassadors deployed heavy troops along the road at the three passes, and personally guarded the passes, just for the smooth progress of the holy sacrifice ceremony.

At this moment, on the pilgrimage road of ten miles behind the mountain behind the corpse mountain, the road of burning sin, the way of purifying the soul, the road of redemption, the three roads and three passes, and the heavy guard.

"Boom!"

On this night, the stars were faint, the moon was bright, a halberd descended from the sky, and purple thunder opened the way.

"This ...... This is the Divine Halberd...... It's the divine halberd that flew down from Cuiwei Peak......" Some believers suddenly made a loud noise, their voices trembled, and their footsteps automatically moved back.

"Da Da ......"

Step by step, slowly coming, like a thousand gold shaking the ground, ringing people's hearts, strong fighting spirit, before the people arrived, the soldiers were shocked.

"It's him, it's him, it's really him......" That day, under Cuiwei Peak, on the shore of Qingping Lake, he entered the dangerous pass single-handedly, and the Shenwu disciples remembered it vividly.

"Kill, kill......"

At the sound of an order, the soldiers surged, but the pace of progress never stopped.

"Purple Thunder!" "Purple Thunder!" is fearless, the wind is rising, his eyes are angry, and the wind dances to drive the purple thunder into his hands, and a wave of his hand is a great move. The thunder swept the four fields, the killing momentum shook all directions, and with a halberd, dozens of people had fallen in blood.

"Boy, look at my sword!" the lazy messenger attacked first, stepped into the void, and turned around with a shocking slash.

"Bell!" the cross sword was blocked by Zi Leige, and the feet of the wind dancer sank slightly to the ground a few inches, but the tiger mouth of the lazy messenger was also shocked and bleeding.

"This sword is not enough to resist my footsteps!" The inducing qi dissolved the flow, and the long sword shook the air, and the lazy messenger suddenly fell to the sword.

"Hugh is rampant, and there is a sword of broken sorrow!" After being lazy, the messenger of broken sorrow swung his long sword to break the mountain.

"Not enough, not enough!" Feng Wuyan's eyes were red with anger, holding the halberd in one hand, the water of the spiritual sea symbolizing spiritual power was continuously injected into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the purple thunder swirled in his hand, turning a hurricane, sweeping the Quartet disciples, and then turning around, the serpent-like halberd head greeted the sword.

"Click!"

"Impossible, impossible......" left unbelievable words of disbelief, and the sword broke people to death.

The way to burn sin, the army loses the general, and the army cannot be defeated.

The Soul Purifying Dao a few miles away was still windy and silent.

"Da Da ......"

Heavy footsteps break the silence.

"Every life has the right to live, and everyone has a reason to be loved. The voice was like a song, and several disciples directly swung their long swords and attacked, the rhythm of the wind and dance did not stop, and with a blow of raising their hands, a halberd pierced several lives.

"But I will pray to Heaven for you that you will not meet me again in the next life. ”

The male arm holds the purple thunder, the halberd hangs the corpse, and the corpse is shattered with a lift of strength.

"Presumptuous!" the envoy of devotion was furious, his light and changeable sword style was as fierce as the wind, and between the lightning and flint, the wind dancer had been wounded and bleeding many times.

"Today, you will die of blood!" The messenger of anger and the messenger of anger crossed the sword, and cooperated with the messenger of annihilation, they advanced and retreated, and they retreated and advanced, attacking and defending each other, and cooperating seamlessly.

"The speed is enough, but the strength is not enough!" Feng Wuyan shouted, waved his halberd, and cracked the earth into several large stone walls, pressing towards the two envoys from all directions.

"Boom!" the two messengers swung their swords together, smashing the stone wall, but:

"Wow!"

When the dust was filled, the two messengers had not yet seen clearly ahead, and suddenly felt a flash of cold light, blood reflected in the throat, and people entered reincarnation. Together, there is a thunder in the clouds, and the power is broken.

After passing the two major hurdles in a row, the pace never stopped, one step at a time, and the brave were unparalleled.

"Being able to burn the soul twice in a row is extraordinary, and it can be called brave, but you will definitely not be able to pass the path of redemption. "The three messengers of madness, jealousy, and desire burning stood side by side, and then all the people trembled.

"Death will make you understand that my steps will not stop!" The three messengers responded at the same time. One of the three has a strong sword, like a knife splitting a mountain, one is dexterous, like a lightning bolt, and the other has a weird sword style, specializing in dead ends.

After a few moves, his armpits, abdomen, shoulders, and Feng Wuyan have been seriously injured in three places, and he even knelt on one foot.

"Is that all there is to it?" the Mad Messenger looked at the man in front of him.

"Is that the only way!" the bloody brave man was like madness, showing his determination with his actions.

"Haha......"

People are not afraid, laughter is crazy, and the wind dances and flies into the sky with a long halberd.

"Without the halberd, you will die!" The envoy of jealousy seized the opportunity for a moment, and the sword flashed like lightning, and the long sword pierced into the abdomen.

However, the long sword stayed in the abdomen, and the wind dancer held the long sword in his hand, his face was hideous, and his smile was even more terrifying. I saw that he held the cross sword in his left hand, and his right hand induced qi to transform, gathering the infinite power of the spiritual sea, and punched it into the chest of the slashing jealousy.

"Ahh

With a painful cry, a pool of blood spurted out from behind him, and the heart that fell to the ground was still shaking slightly.

"Your sins are unforgivable!" Burning Desire said, uniting the Messenger of Madness, and the twin swords slashed from the front.

"Boom!"

Wind Dance took a step back from the sword in both shoulders, but in the same way, the sword that slashed into the body was left in place, and the person wielding the sword also stopped in front of him, unable to advance or retreat.

"Is that all......?"

The wind danced wildly, the wind blew away, the bloody brave man showed terrifying eyes, and the two messengers who were burning and jealous were shocked at the same time, and there was no way to retreat.

"Purple Thunder Breaks the Sun!"

With a shout, the wind danced and walked forward, Ren Changjian slashed over his shoulder, held the hand of the sword splitting with both hands, sneered a few times, the male arm oscillated, and the power of the bear elephant in both hands actually lifted the two messengers in the air. At the same time, the flying purple thunder reappeared in the world, and the power of breaking the sky swept down, piercing through the dark clouds and breaking the night, and killing the two messengers with one blow.

"Ah......h

"The messengers are dead, go away, go away......"

Ten miles of pilgrimage, the soldiers were defeated and retreated, and the bloody god of war did not stop, because he knew that the real challenge was still ahead.

It's night, the hero is a big promise, and the soldiers are terrified. After passing the three levels, who dares to block the pass?

A single halberd killed seven envoys and retreated from the army alone, but the bloody brave man was in his heart, and the corners of his mouth kept murmuring: "Can't stop, can't stop ......"