"This is a big chess game related to the world, how to end it?"

The smooth forehead wrinkled into shallow folds, the passage of time has not cut off much of Murong Yue's face, but it has cut off her innocence and innocence a lot, and now she has less and less time to stretch her brows, but more and more time to frown.

In contemplation, Murong Yue Qianqianyu's hand flicked on the table in front of her, and several bamboo slips used for divination were swept into the void in front of her by her.

The sunset outside the window sprinkled into the grass house, and the bamboo slips were dyed with a faint golden light.

The bamboo slips danced in the air at will, and there was a breath called fate condensed on it, but the ordinary grass house seemed to have become a condensed place of all kinds of things in the world at this moment.

The smell of red dust is pervasive, and people are in it as if they are walking in all directions of heaven and earth.

The bamboo slip tossed in the air for a moment, and finally fell to the ground, and when the bamboo slip fell to the ground, Murong Yue's gaze focused on the bamboo slip on the ground.

After a long time, she sighed.

"It's up to you!"

In the small grass house, the faint sigh dissipated before the grass house was heard, and naturally it could not be noticed by outsiders.

In the Holy Pavilion, Qin Yu stabbed out with a shot, and the void seemed to have a swimming dragon swimming, although he was still far from the imperial level, but he had already gone far enough in the Heaven Breaking Realm now.

Between the shots, everyone's spirit is shown.

The middle-aged man in the dragon robe retreated, although the blood-colored armor people in the four directions were not as strong as the middle-aged man, but they were not weak, they raised their hands and feet, and the aura of hell was permeated.

Fighting against it is like walking in the ocean.

The gun came out, and the gang wind surged, from east to west, secretly acting in accordance with the principles of heaven and earth, and the blood-colored armored people in front of them were forced to retreat one after another before Qin Yu's spear.

It's just that in the process of moving forward, many of the blades in the hands of the blood-colored armored man also fell on Qin Yu's body, making Qin Yu's body have a lot of transparent holes in front and back.

"Die!"

A strong man in blood-colored armor and holding a blood-colored axe brandished a giant axe and slashed at Qin Yu.

Facing this strong man, Qin Yu pulled out the spear in his hand horizontally, and one shot was drawn on the giant axe that the opponent slashed down, and then stepped on the opponent's chest and abdomen.

A kick that was enough to trample on a mountain landed on the blood-colored armored man, and it only made the opponent's body shake slightly, and then there was no other effect.

"Death to those who stand in the way!"

For these blood-colored armored people who gathered from all directions, Qin Yu didn't have the slightest intention of keeping his hand, and now he finally saw that man.

But the other party actually wanted to kill him, he was the man's son, why is this.

At this moment, Qin Yu really wanted to ask the other party in person.

But now that the other party is hiding in the depths of the Holy Pavilion, and wants to ask the other party, now he must stand in front of the other party, and to stand in front of the other party, he must solve these people who are blocking in front of him.

"Slash!"

In the midst of the big drink, the spear in Qin Yu's hand turned into a big arc, constantly pumping towards the blood-colored armored man in front of him, and now the blood on his body was boiling, and under the operation of the golden body creation and transformation skills, he looked even more god-demonic.

If the aura surging on his body was now in the outside world, it would be enough to scare the people around him away, but at this moment he was in the Holy Pavilion, and these people in the Holy Pavilion were not ordinary cultivators.

One by one, their minds are cold and hard, in the eyes of these people, they only want to kill him, and they have no other worries, so they naturally will not be afraid of the god-like aura on his body at this moment.

Facing the spear in Qin Yu's hand, the blood-colored armored people around him kept rushing in, successfully blocking Qin Yu's footsteps, not to mention, and causing Qin Yu to suffer a lot of injuries.

If it drags on like this, Qin Yu will die here sooner or later.

Not far away, Nine Fingers, Cheng Xue, and Long You and others were also fighting with the blood-colored armor people, and the square in front of the building in the Holy Pavilion was in chaos.

The people of the Wuji Sect and the people of Yousi are in a hall at the moment, and the inside of the main hall is extremely tall and wide, and there are many stone statues that are dozens of zhang high erected in them.

These stone statues are either clad in scale armor, or holding huge swords and halberds, all of which are myths and legends, giving the hall an eerie and oppressive atmosphere.

"Did you see it before? That's the Ancestor!"

Shuqing in the main hall was talking with Chu Lihe and Mo Shi beside him, and the middle-aged people they saw from a distance before made them feel shocked.

Although they have not seen the ancestors, there are many portraits in the sect.

"They want to rebel against the ancestor, I think they are completely looking for death in this matter, the ancestor has cultivated a lot of the existence of the emperor over the years, but there are not many such characters to shoot today!"

Tianben hugged Yijian, lowered his head slightly, and said word by word.

"Eighth brother, it seems that we can't get out of here alive, what should we do?" Hua Qianmei twisted her waist and walked to the gate of the palace, looking at the gray sky outside the palace gate.

"I don't know why, but I think today's things must not be simple, and we can't get involved in it anyway, so let's think about how to survive in this holy pavilion at the moment!"

Unable to interrupt the conversation, he began to look at the stone statues in the main hall.

"There are bans everywhere along the way, if it weren't for the guidance of the eighth brother, I don't think we would have been able to get here at all, but since Ruijin has come here, then there is no way back, since this place is a place of chance, then we may really be able to get some of the legendary creations!"

A word of impossibility swept away the gloom in everyone's hearts.

"Yes, this is the Holy Pavilion!" everyone's attention was successfully diverted: "In that case, let's take a good look and see what opportunities there are here!"

The silent hall is not very tall from the outside, but from the inside, you will find that it is extremely vast, and people are like ants in it.

"Found it, found it!"

The people of Yousi and the people of the Wuji Sect searched everywhere in the hall, and time passed quietly, and just when a group of people looked around, a cry rang out.

For a moment, the silence of the hall was broken.

"What? What did you find?"

The sound succeeds in attracting attention.

"I'll go, it turns out to be the vajra of the god Gutuo!"

"The rosary is actually the belongings of the Six Zen masters!"

"The Dragon Sword, the sword of the Sword Saint eight hundred years ago, the sword intent contained in it is really abundant as the sea, Chu Li's luck to hate you is really good!"

Cheers of joy continued to resound in the hall.

The people in the main hall did not notice that the appearance of the main hall they were in became darker after they found a piece of artifact and a lineage.

With the passage of time, many cracks gradually appeared in the majestic hall.

Rumble!

Just after Mo Shi got a jade and jade staff called the Troubled Stick, the entire palace collapsed into ruins amid cheers.

If it weren't for the quick reaction of all of them, they would all have been buried in the main hall.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

After a group of people rushed out of the main hall to escape death, they ushered in a shout of killing and the slashing of a blade, and suddenly, they all drummed up their cultivation, holding the blades they had just gotten, and fought with them.

"Chaos Clock!Celestial Fish!┄"

A piece of magic weapons that have shined in history have begun to shine here and today, although the people of the Yousi and the people of the Wuji Sect have not been able to exert the full power of these magic weapons, but at this time, they have also made these treasures bloom with a little style.

Qin Yu on the square and their constant fighting, they also noticed the battle between the people of Wuji Sect and Yousi.

"So many good babies!"

Rao is Qin Yu is well-informed, looking at the magic weapon that exudes brilliant colors not far away, there is also a light called greed in his eyes.

He has been practicing for all these years, and there are not many magic weapons that can really be put on the table, and now that he is about to enter the emperor level, he does not have a blade that can complement his cultivation and combat power.

Although he has a spear, this is not a blade that he can use as a royal rank.

A shot stabbed the head of a blood-colored armored man, and Qin Yu turned into a ray of light and wrapped around the spear, stabbing at the next blood-colored armored man.

Now he was holding a breath in his heart, and if he couldn't disperse this breath, his realm and cultivation would definitely be greatly affected.

"Give me death!"

The wisps were blocked in the middle of the way, Qin Yu's shots became more and more violent, and his strength was like a flood blocked by a dam, becoming more and more profound.

In this shout, all the power in his body was poured into the spear, and as soon as the spear in his hand turned, a spiral energy was born, and Qin Yu's man and gun were united, turning into a shock, and stabbing out towards the person in front of him.

The gang wind was agitated, and all the blood-colored armored people along the way were shrouded in the gang wind, and under the huge spiral tearing, the blood-colored armored people were like paper paste, all of which were shattered in the gang wind.

Rumble!

The spear eventually stabbed into the tallest building, and with a roar, the building collapsed and was torn in half by the spear.

"You come out for me!"

The building collapsed, and Qin Yu's figure appeared, standing among the ruins, holding a spear and pointing at the depths of the Holy Pavilion.

In the depths of the collapsed ruins, a man in a blue robe looked at him coldly, and silently pulled out an ancient long sword, the long sword was unsheathed, and the cold aura of the sword light spread.

For a while, the temperature between heaven and earth dropped lower and lower.

A frosty white appeared, crawling all over the ground.

"After my level, you can see him, but I don't think you have this chance!" The long sword was unsheathed, and the blue-clothed man stepped a little on his body, stabbing a sword towards Qin Yu.

After the Biyi man stabbed out a sword, everything between heaven and earth disappeared, and the only thing left was a clear sword light in the hand of the Biyi man.

"Killing Sword Technique!"

A cold voice sounded, and in just a moment, the sword light came to Qin Yu's eyes.