That purple-clothed figure, Lin Huang will never forget.

Liu Cangsheng!

Liu Cangsheng, the young master of the Eastern Heavenly God Sect.

As Qin Xuance had said before, there were great domain powerhouses or invincible people who appeared in the Eastern Spirit Realm. Lin Huang was prepared in his heart, but he never expected that it would be Liu Cangsheng

His lifelong enemy!

At this moment, Liu Cangsheng stood on the shoulders of the giant, bathed in the divine brilliance of half of the dragon vein, like a young god.

Lin Huang lay in a cold shell, his soul struggling, trying to control his body, but he was like a grasshopper shaking a tree.

"Is this fate......

Lin Huang's soul sneered, full of unwillingness and resentment, and then headed towards the Heavenly Shura.

When Liu Cangsheng appears, he will come for Long Yuan.

How could he let Liu Cangsheng make a move against Jun Chengcheng.

The soul buried alive in the flesh roared unwillingly. The power of the soul is like a thousand torrents, submerged into the heavenly asura, vowing to fight against the curse of heaven until the last moment.

Bang.

Bang.

Between heaven and earth, giants move, and mountains and rivers shake.

The light around Xuanyuan Wuxiang's body was dissipated, and the figure formed by the condensation of a wisp of remnant soul was almost transparent, and he raised his eyes to look at the figure slowly coming in the distance, his face full of hatred.

Only one step away, he was able to kill the three major blood marquis, but at the last moment, a young man with an invincible personality retreated from the stars he borrowed.

Thousands of people on and off the battlefield are all turning their heads to look at the giants who come like mountains.

The three blood marquis also condensed their bodies again, and looked at the edge of the battlefield with a thousand holes on their faces. No matter who came, they were spared.

Otherwise, they would never have escaped the extermination of Xuanyuan Wuxiang.

"Who are you, and why are you disturbing my Eastern Spirit Realm?"

Xuanyuan suspended in the void, and his calm voice smelled of reprimand.

On the giant's body, the purple-clothed young man's eyes swept over everyone, his body slowly hung above the void, and his voice revealed the taste of looking down on all beings:

"Great Domain Divine Son Liu Cangsheng!"

Before the words fell, the crowd was boiling.

The word 'Great Domain' is like a demon, attracting everyone's attention, and the 'Divine Son' reveals the identity of the young man in purple.

"Liu Cangsheng?!"

On the top of the mountain, Jun Qicheng lightly sipped the three words of Liu Cangsheng, his eyes suddenly became cold, and the long sword in his hand revealed a terrifying killing intent...... Someone once said that Liu Cangsheng is a bad person!

In the sky above the battlefield, Liu Cangsheng swept over everyone, and then a glance fell on Jun Chengcheng, his eyes couldn't help but light up, as if he had been provoked to the heartstrings, and then pointed to Jun Chengcheng and said:

"Hand over Long Yuan, this young master promises you to be glorious for the rest of your life!"

Under the sky, Jun Qicheng directly drew his sword and killed Liu Cangsheng.

"Marquis Wu?"

Looking at the red-clothed girl who was killed, Liu Cangsheng was slightly puzzled, and then raised his eyebrows and smiled, and stopped the giant slave who wanted to make a move, and joked: "It's a little pepper, I like it!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Cangsheng turned into an afterimage and walked towards Jun Chengcheng.

Bang.

In the void, two peerless figures collided, and countless sword qi spread across the ten miles of void, making an endless and fierce aura in all directions.

Liu Cangsheng was dressed in a sword river, walking forward in the sky, looking at the red-clothed girl with a cold expression with a smile.

A bright moon appeared behind Jun Chengcheng, and there was a peerless immortal posture dancing from under the bright moon, its posture was like a terrifying dragon, and in a tactful moment, it was the sword river that annihilated Liu Cangsheng's body.

Well?

Liu Cangsheng was slightly stunned, and then waved his hand to condense the sword river again, without putting the red-clothed girl in front of him in his eyes at all.

"The forbidden of time!"

In the void, a faint voice sounded.

When Liu Cangsheng's sword river condensed, the air froze, and then there was a red-clothed peerless figure sweeping, like a long rainbow killing Liu Cangsheng.

Bang.

Liu Cangsheng's complexion changed slightly, his figure took a hundred steps back, and his hand holding the long sword was still a little numb. At that moment, he actually felt a sense of danger.

"Who are you?"

Liu Cangsheng suspended in the void, staring indifferently at Jun Chengcheng.

Jun Chengcheng was silent, and killed Liu Cangsheng again.

"It's really a bit presumptuous, at most it's just a barbarian genius, and he dares to compete with this young master!"

Liu Cangsheng smiled softly, and when the purple sleeves waved, a sword wheel appeared behind him, and the sword wheel rotated and shot out countless flying long swords, forming a vast sword net, enveloping Liu Cangsheng.

Liu Cangsheng walked forward with his hands in his hands, wearing a sword net, looking at Jun Qicheng who was killed by sword by sword, with an elegant and calm smile on his face.

Sonorous and sonorous.

A hundred swords formed a net, blocking all the killing methods of Jun Qicheng, it was like an indestructible strangulation array, annihilating all attacks......

At the time of the battle against Liu Cangsheng in the king's fall of the city, the Blood God Marquis and the others fell on the ten-zhang tall giant, looking at the half of the dragon veins wrapped around the latter's waist, and their eyes revealed a strong desire.

As soon as the giant's eyes were horizontal, he stared fiercely at the Blood God Hou and the others, and the terrifying aura of the sea suppressed the audience.

"Martial King?!"

Blood God Hou and the others looked startled, feeling a strong oppressive force, but the desire in their eyes was undiminished.

The power of heaven and earth borrowed by Xuanyuan Wuxiang is their nemesis. But in the face of ordinary martial artists, their magic skills are weird enough.

Even if the Martial King is strong, there may be a chance.

In the field, the Blood God Marquis and the others glanced at each other, and then nodded, leading dozens of martial marquis and thousands of martial artists controlled by the blood crow, towards the siege of the giants.

Thundered.

In the Qinglong Mountain Range, a great war broke out again.

The fierce slave roared, and smashed down with a heavy fist, which directly crushed dozens of warriors, and trampled out of the big pit with one foot, enough to bury hundreds of people alive.

......

At this moment, the dozens of old men who had followed Xuanyuan Wuxiang before could no longer carry the spirit flag, and their withered bodies became more and more transparent in the void, and finally turned into clouds and dissipated.

From beginning to end, they didn't say a word, but at the cost of their souls, they swept away most of the black robes of the Blood Spirit Palace.

On the top of Xuanyuan Mansion, Xuanyuan's faceless figure was almost invisible, staring at the ruined land, countless warriors who fell and died, and everyone who fought bloodily, with a trace of loneliness in his handsome and deep face.

Then, Xuanyuan Wuxiang set his eyes on the faint Qin Xuance, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and then pointed out the streamer, which disappeared into Qin Xuance's eyebrows.

All that he had learned all his life was passed on to the latter at this moment.

The illusory body then ascended into the void, looking back at the Xuanyuan Mansion thousands of miles away, overlooking the mountains and rivers, the world, and the murmuring voice revealed a touch of sentimentality of the years:

The world is long, and the years are boundless.

Mountains and rivers have hatred, and the world suffers.

There is no talent, it is difficult to help the building, and the righteousness of the world!

I only hope that the earth of my east spirit will be clear and peaceful forever as usual. May I be in my hometown, and he will not leave the wine for the sake of death!

Xuanyuan has no descendants, say goodbye to Xuanyuan Heroic Spirit, and live forever!

After the words fell, Xuanyuan Wuxiang stood in the east wearing a blood-colored sun and moon flag, and the broken soul passed away with the wind......

(End of chapter)