"Young phoenix, kill!"

"If there is a supreme opportunity, kill!"

"If there is a supreme bloodline, kill!

"Daoshan Nine Techniques Inheritor, Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A low hoarse voice echoed in his mind, this is what the elders of the clan said when they preached, this is the oath!

He especially remembered the murderous intent and madness in the elder's eyes when he said this. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was thunder in his mind, and Grace's eyes became calmer and calmer, and the murderous intent disappeared, and all of them poured into the sword in his hand.

Even after today, it is difficult for him to cultivate for a hundred years, he will not regret it!

Even after today, the supreme blood in his body is burned out, he will not regret it!

Even if his cultivation is exhausted today, he will not regret it.

The dark blue flames flickered, and Gallus turned into a burning man.

The flames were burning, but there was not a trace of temperature.

In an instant, maybe for a moment, maybe just a snap of a finger, Grace disappeared, gone.

Only a long sword embellished with dark blue ghost fire slowly stabbed towards Fu Tu Fearless.

The tip of the sword was still half a foot away from him, but the white hair raised by Fu Tu Fearless did not fall, and it stopped moving. A thin layer of blue ice covered it, covering him, covering his entire body.

The sword was slowly stabbing at him, slowly, but he couldn't avoid it.

Fu Tu Daring Fearless's face turned pale, turned dark blue, and became devoid of temperature.

His qi was weakening, disappearing.

His thick flesh is no longer strong, and it is difficult to be monstrous, and his divinity is slowly weakening.

The sword was still close......

From cultivation to such a realm, Futu Fearless had forgotten what it was like to be cold, but today, at this moment, at this moment, he felt it again.

It turned out to be cold... What's going on?

His eyelids became heavy, he wanted to close, he wanted to be silent and dark, he wanted him to never see the light again, he wanted him to sleep forever and never wake up again.

I'm so tired!

A sigh full of endless tiredness murmured in the bottom of Fu Tu Daring's heart, he wanted to sleep well, he was too tired.

The sword was three inches in, and the edge pierced his chest.

A drop of blood oozed out, but it didn't fall.

Frozen by that thin layer of ice.

The sudden pain made him frown slightly when he would fall asleep at any time.

Immediately, the low and magnificent loud sound that fell silent suddenly sounded.

Syllable!

Bang.

Bang!

Two tones.

Not fast, and lack stamina.

Bang! Bang!

Three tones.

It's getting faster, it's getting thicker.

A sound, a burst.

Then......

He opened his eyes.

He lowered his head and looked at the sword-shaped heavenly soldier that had pierced into his body by inches, his face was expressionless.

As he opened his eyes, the sword stopped advancing. I can't move forward anymore.

The white hair, which was raised like a piercing edge, became soft and flew again.

The thin ice that covered him was gone.

The heavenly soldier slowly pulled out of his body with a swishing sound.

A man appeared in front of him, his face extremely pale, and the man held the heavenly soldier in his hand, the heavenly soldier still stained with his blood.

The man looked at him with a complicated face, looking at the three-inch small sword standing in the center of his eyebrows, the whole body was dark, and there was a small sword with a light cyan light.

The small sword floated, in a slight tremble, in a slight vibration.

And then, and then......

Then the ghost realm shattered.

This time he was once again restored to the world, and once again appeared in the eyes of all the monks.

They all saw Gallard holding a long sword, and the body of the sword was stained with blood.

Immediately, the Terran monk showed despair, but the despair only appeared for a moment, and then it was replaced by hysterical madness, and the trembling heart was surging.

The faces of the aliens were all happy, and some monks even looked up to the sky and laughed.

Tick.

The drop of blood on the Heavenly Soldier of the Celestial Guard of the Celestial Sect fell to the earth.

All the aliens trembled, their eyes full of disbelief, and their faces turned pale.

They saw the figure of the man with the sword gradually dissipating, and the heavenly soldiers dissolving.

They also saw the three-inch sword floating above the eyebrows of the Terran boy, and saw the mysterious and intertwined inscriptions.

They all know that it is the spirit of war, that is the name of war.

They also knew that the ghost clan Tianfeng, whom they had placed their hopes on or respected, had been defeated, and although he had not died, it would be difficult to reappear without more than a hundred years. And if that person is not the three young masters of the Jialou clan, most of them will fall.

The three-inch sword was gone.

The place was silent, and even loud noises in the air seemed to be no longer in their ears.

All the monks, silent.

Their hearts roared, blank, only the three-inch small sword floated, and only the inscription that revealed the name of the battle staggered and moved.

The inscription is fickle, too fast.

Even the strongest ones in this place can only see half of them.

That's a 'burial' word!

A few years ago, Tianyang was defeated, and the ranking of the Daotian Ancient Monument broke through the mountain realm changed, and a monk called Burial suddenly appeared in the eyes of the world.

But no one knew who he was, and he had never appeared again, if it weren't for the Daotian Ancient Monument Change, this would be like an ability.

People only know that the young phoenix list has changed because of this, and the list that was originally updated every year has changed several times in a year because of it.

This is the second person in tens of thousands of years!

It must be known that only the young phoenix monk who has changed greatly can make the War Emperor Hall change this list.

What is huge, more than 500 changes can be called great changes.

It must be known that on the list of young phoenixes, there are dozens of changes, and they are already all cultivators. Not to mention five hundred?

And the first person, whose name is indescribable, is taboo. The Nine Holy Heavens collapsed because of it, and the Nine Heavens were buried for it!

Eleventh on the Young Phoenix List

Bury!

A mysterious monk who is fascinated has appeared here today.

Defeated the Tenth Heavenly Phoenix!

He is a human race in the mountain realm, and he is a young phoenix of my human race!

"Roar!"

A mountain-shaking monk suddenly roared, as if he wanted to vent all his grief and anger, these days were the darkest years of the Thirty-Three Cities, the human race was martyred, the young and strong were imprisoned, and countless people of the same clan were hung in the wilderness after death......

Too much pathos, a loud roar, can't be exhausted.

All this humiliation, all this blood and tears, can only be washed away with blood.

"Kill!"

A middle-aged man shook the mountain angrily, his dear junior brother died today, and he wanted to avenge him. Seeing that some aliens were beginning to flee, he rushed out.

"Kill, kill these miscellaneous pieces, my human race can't be bullied!"

"Don't let a foreign race go!!"

A personal race monk roared, his face flushed, and his momentum was like a rainbow, they were already slightly stronger than the alien race, and now there was an extra young phoenix eleventh, and the momentum was even stronger.

The defeat of the Tianfeng and Knowles clan made them lose the heart to fight again, and there was even a Evil Star eyeing them. As a result, most of the aliens were no longer in a desperate fight, and they began to flee one after another.

As for the remaining alien races who want to fight back, they have all fallen.

Died at the hands of a white-haired teenager.

The white-haired young man glanced at it, and did not make another move, seeing that the battle was decided, and the alien race could not escape, he raised his head.

"That guy escaped, then you'd have to die......"

With a whisper, the young man's figure slowly dissipated, and it was an afterimage.

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