Many monks on the stone shore were looking up at the young man who was like a demon lord, their faces were complicated, and more people were sighing at the extraordinaryness of the young man. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Someone said: "The battle flag may be an unimaginable treasure!"

"If it is a treasure, not only will he not be able to get it, but he may also hurt himself, the secret treasure has a spirit, and it is impossible for a small path that has not entered the divine wheel to get it. ”

"With such a killing intent, no matter how strong it is, it is still the treasure of the Demon Dao, and now it is the world of the righteous path, even if you get it, you ......" one shook his head and said.

......

Nantian held the battle flag for a hundred breaths, motionless, as time passed, his body trembled, his face was hideous, and he sweated like rain.

The extremely terrifying killing intent, like a storm sweeping, like a waterfall impact, his flesh has long been surging with blood, extremely violent, and he tried his best to restrain it.

The killing intent black hoop above the primordial god became more and more profound, and at the same time, the killing intent it emitted became more and more profound, and the killing intent that constantly hit from the war flag.

He barely controlled himself, reluctantly! but enough!

Roar!

The demon lord roared, Nantian blocked the killing intent, ran an invincible force, spread his feet, and lifted the flagpole up.

The flagpole trembled slightly, and suddenly the stone shore shook, and the killing intent rolled up a storm.

Nantian let go.

The cultivators below were puzzled, why did they give up again since they had already made a move.

Only Nantian knew that the weight of the battle flag was beyond imagination, and Nantian's divine power surpassed that of the same level and xenomorphs, but it could only be slightly shaken.

The battle flag is like an old tree taking root, and the power of the southern sky is too insignificant in front of it, and to carry the battle flag is to carry a world, or even an era.

unimaginable!

"He failed!"

"I heard that there are some supreme treasures on the Dao Mountain that are difficult for even the God King to urge, such a secret treasure, he is really difficult to move!"

"Even if he fails, he is proud enough!"

......

After this tempering, Nantian was not afraid of the erosion of killing intent, but condensed the black hoop of killing intent, and became the source of releasing killing intent, he looked into the depths, and said in a deep voice: "It's time to go in!"

Nantian's body moved, turning into a black line, and in the blink of an eye, it was already several miles away.

Divided by the stone shore, there are two worlds on both sides, the world on this side is dark red, and the killing intent is furious, as if it is a battlefield, a battlefield of infinite years ago, but it wants to pull the present people into it.

Miles deeper.

Nantian saw the terrible slaughter seen from the shore, and everywhere there were monks who had sunk, and they were fighting endlessly.

Nantian shook his head and sighed: "Is this the true fate of my generation's cultivation? The fight is for immortality, but it is also ......"

Kill!

A bloody man exuded a ferocious aura and rushed straight to Nantian, who sensed that his blood had dried up and would die at any time.

"Relief—"

Roaring sky, roar!

The terrible shock came out of Nantian's mouth, and the murderous machine stirred, and the bloody man exhausted the last essence blood and fell to the ground to die! There were too many such bloody people, Nantian casually let them "liberate"

Keep going deeper, dozens of miles away.

The monks here are obviously not ordinary, most of them have broken free from the control of killing intent, but have tempered their hearts more tenaciously, and at the same time, in such an environment, they have become fierce and brave.

A wide bloody knife and a stout and swarthy man blocked the way to the southern sky.

I only heard the man say: "Boy, hand over the ......"

War!

There is no reason to speak of such an environment, and there is no morality. Although the man in front of him was sober, greed and bloodlust were written on his face, Nantian didn't say a word, he faced him head-on, and didn't wait for the man to finish.

The killing intent stirs the blood, and he is about to vent!

The blood knife opens and closes, the knife is deadly, the blade is cold and dazzling, the Nantian Divine Fist is like a treasure seal, the yin and yang qi permeate the body, the knife is difficult to approach, and in the blink of an eye, a thousand moves have passed.

The ground is in disarray, or the ravines cut by the big knife, the road is dozens of zhang long, or the deep pits made by the divine fist, the low-lying pieces are in pieces, and the void within a radius of several miles is stirred.

Nantian Xiuwei has long been incomparable, the enrichment of countless classics in the wooden hall, the foundation of the Great Dao of Self-Enlightenment, the baptism of the mysterious world, etc., have already made him on a new level.

Below the divine wheel, except for those who have a jade body, it is difficult to meet opponents.

In front of him is a fierce enemy, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and the overlord of the divine soldiers, and the avenue of the man's power in front of him is really powerful with the terrifying big sword technique.

The fierce light in the man's eyes was even worse, and he raised his knife to attack, but the strange thing was that although the Nantian Divine Eye could catch the traces of the big knife, it couldn't avoid it.

Terrible!

Suddenly, the faces of the two changed slightly at the same time, and they separated after a big collision.

Someone is coming, hiding in the shadows!

The man simply lifted his knife and walked away, and before leaving, he took a deep look at Nantian, as if he wanted to remember Nantian, Nantian also glanced at him, turned around and walked deeper.

Boundless killing, Nantian kept fighting, kept advancing! During this period, more Shenlun Realm monks appeared, Nantian was defeated, injured and fled.

Seven days later, Nantian heard the sound of a knock, and a war drum appeared in front of him, connecting the heavens and the earth, which was extremely shocking. As the sound of war drums came into his ears, Nantian saw countless armies of gods rushing and killing, and countless battle flags fluttering.

He seemed to answer the battlefield of the gods' battle, he could not suppress the killing intent, and his fighting intent soared to the sky.

The chaotic trick worked automatically, Nantian woke up from the hallucination, the vision disappeared, and Nantian muttered, "Could it be that this war drum is left by the ancient gods?"

Finally, Nantian saw the true face of the war drums of Tongtian.

Floating in the void, obscuring the heavens and the earth, and roaring automatically, beneath the war drums is a huge square altar with runes that can be seen all over the altar, and the runes hold up the war drums. The war drums roared, the flesh and the spirit were split, and no one dared to approach.

Nantian wanted to try it and get a little closer.

Boom!

When the drum sounded, Nantian was dizzy, and then, blood flowed from his mouth, and his organs were injured.

The spirit of the Yuan Shen shook, as if it was going to decompose at any time, and the body died.

"No!" Nantian quickly retreated.

Bypassing the war drums of the open sky, the southern sky continued to go deeper, and the monks became extremely rare, they were all wary of each other, but they did not fight at will, obviously they could come here, they were all extraordinary, and forcibly controlled the killing intent.

The vision is extremely terrifying, and it is impossible to see the real situation.

Nantian released the killing intent black hoop killing intent, and the whole person seemed to be integrated into this piece of heaven and earth, and at the same time, the killing intent was covered, and his aura was difficult to perceive.

Nantian relied on this technique to escape the pursuit of the Divine Wheel Monk!

Getting closer, Nantian finally saw the truth, his heart tightened, and he said in his heart: "Qingman is besieged......!

Qingman stood proudly in the void, his long hair was flying, his breath was powerful and ethereal, his white clothes were fluttering, his eyes were cold, and he looked at one side. Confronted the thirteen people, the thirteen people all held killing weapons in their hands, and their breath was powerful.

Qingman shouted: "Kill!"

The Bridge of Life and Death reappeared, it was condensed again, and it was even more powerful, and at the same time, the bridge body released infinite killing intent, and Qing Man condensed the killing intent here.

Kill!

The inner five elements, the outer gossip, thirteen people formed a formation to attack, and the thirteen killing weapons moved according to a certain trajectory, and as the thirteen people pinched the trick, it became faster and faster, and finally there was only a cloud of chaotic light left.

The chaotic light carried a terrifying killing machine, swept over a radius of several miles, and suppressed Qingman, you could feel the terrifying light from a distance, and it was hard to imagine the pressure that Qingman was under.

Qing Man's eyes burst out with terrifying killing intent, his eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and he quickly stroked the mysterious trajectory in his hand, and the bridge between life and death between the virtual and the real was completely condensed.

At the same time, the Bridge of Life and Death moved with the thought, and instantly became extremely large, across the void, and its aura was no worse than that chaotic light!

Rumble!

Thundered!

The incredible collision, the collision breath reversed, as if turning that piece into nothingness.

The bridge of life and death was shattered, and thirteen killing weapons showed their true form, but all of them were broken!

At this moment, Qingman shouted: "Ning!" The bridge of life and death gathered again, and Qingman's eyes were endlessly fierce, and he said, "Kill!"

Just in an instant.

The bridge of life and death pushed across, collapsing the void, the thirteen people were terrified in their eyes, and they had cultivated all their lives to block it with condensation powers, but the gap was too big, and no one could have imagined that this woman in white was so terrifying.

Destroying the withering and decaying, the thirteen people died at the touch of a button, and the thirteen people instantly turned into nothingness!

Qing Man looked at everything, the bridge of life and death turned into nothingness, and many monks were secretly watching, Qing Man snorted coldly, his body moved, and disappeared!

The goddess of war in white!

Everyone's voice!

Nantian was shocked, it was this invincible white cloth who had been practicing with him for a few years, he never thought that she would have such combat power. At the same time, he was worried about Qingman, and he saw the weakness that Qingman couldn't hide when he left.

He followed with his divine eye and quietly followed Qingman.

100 miles away.

Qingman shook off everyone, she confirmed it again and again, set up the magic circle, and sat cross-legged.

"Hehe......"

After a silver bell laughter, a figure appeared in front of Qing Man, and Qing Man and Nan Tian were both shocked.

A masked woman in black, with a graceful figure, curvy and long, every move, full of charm, Nantian's blood rushed, he forcibly pressed down, and gathered all his breath.

I only heard her smile and said, "Qingman, you still know me." ”

Qingman opened his eyes and said coldly: "Witch Gu Mei'er." Then Qingman regained his composure and said, "I didn't expect that I would be planted in your hands, so you also found those people just now." ”

The witch Gu Mei'er said delicately: "Who called you so powerful, who is your opponent!"

As she spoke, the pitch-black treasure seal appeared in her hand and smashed towards Qingman's array, Qingman's formation was devastated, completely destroyed, Qingman's face was pale, and he wanted to stand up, but he couldn't do anything.

"Hehe, sure enough, that kind of supernatural power shouldn't be something you can have as a cultivator!" she approached Qingman and said, "Do you say I should kill you, or ...... Forget it, why should women be embarrassed by women, do you say yes? I'll give you a pain!"

"What a reluctance! such a beauty!" she said with a smile, but with a fierce look in her eyes, the treasure seal instantly became larger, as big as a mountain, and rose into the air, smashing down with endless power.

What a ruthless witch, she takes people's lives while talking and laughing, and doesn't leave a whole corpse!

Suddenly.

The witch burst out with a terrifying aura, swept through everything, and shouted: "Who is it!"

A figure swept by, Qingman disappeared, the witch's eyes burst into black, and then she smiled and said, "It turned out to be a little guy, do you want to be a hero to save the beauty?"

When the witch was most proudly relaxed, Nantian made a decisive move, and walked away with lightning speed, and at the same time, tried his best to escape into the distance. There was laughter from behind: "Hehe, little brother, you made my sister angry, look at how my sister cleans you up!"

Nantian was shocked, the witch's own cultivation was also extremely terrifying, she was close!