Liu Zhiyuan showed a look of ignorance, and his smile was natural and he would not ask for hardship.

Liu Zhiyuan: "'Smiling face, past grievances, today is the time to calculate"

"The grievances and grievances of the past have their roots, and people's life and death have their own days, so why blame others. I only hope that my sins will end here, and that no life will be ruined. In fact, for Smiling Noodles, life and death are like dust between heaven and earth, as light as a feather, and not enough to worry about. It's not easy to be so indifferent.

"Life and death have their own days?Fart, then she deserves to die? Who has she harmed? Damn it, you, don't tell me those high-sounding bullshit" The past is like yesterday, uncovering the scars, the source of pain is in front of you, how can Liu Zhiyuan not be excited.

As he spoke, he drew his sword and thought about it, as soon as the Nether Sword came out, the sky was suddenly overcast, black crows were overcast, countless ghosts danced wildly, floating left and right, and the sound of hissing ghosts and wails spread all over the four fields. The entire Gongju Peak was shrouded in a haze like the Nine Hells.

In an instant, all the disciples of the Gathering Sect were dispatched to greet the smiling face of the fate that was related to life and death, and stood peacefully in the air, without any moves and magic weapons. This annoyed Liu Zhiyuan even more. With a swing of the sword, the black light flashed, and a row of houses on the ground collapsed, and several disciples fell in a pool of blood. Here, the left hand of the smiling face stretched out flatly, and at this time, a sword flew out, engraved with the word Xuanyuan, which was the Xuanyuan sword when the Yellow Emperor fought Chiyou.

At this time, the two of them teleported, and two rays of light suddenly appeared in the sky, sometimes far and sometimes near, flickering bright and dark, and the speed was extremely fast.

The disciples and demon soldiers below were dumbfounded.

However, then again, the cultivation process of the demon soldier is too different from that of human beings, and the demon soldier is born with a certain amount of cultivation, according to their respective environment and the advantages of their innate bodies, even if the gap between a person with the same cultivation and the demon soldier is quite large, it seems to be equivalent to the difference between the demon soldier and the demon general.

There was a monster in the demon soldiers that looked like a horse, with a white head, tiger-like markings on its body and a red tail, "Teacher, uncle, what kind of monster are these?"

Situ replied: "This thing looks like a tiger but not a tiger, and its roar is like a person singing, it should be Lushu, which is rumored to have grown on the mountains of the ancient forest." ”

Anyway, the deer rushed over, Huo Xiao violently lifted the true yuan, and a palm force resisted the deer's head, who would think that although the body of this thing is not huge, it is not small, but the action is too sensitive, and the amount of force is even more rare, Huo Xiao's entire arm has been shocked and numb, and he is unconscious.

At this time, the tail of the deer flicked, and a thousand troops were swept away, and more than a dozen disciples fell to the ground and did not move. Immediately, the tail rose to the top of his head, and when he saw that he was about to pump at Huo Xiao's head, Situ hit the tip of the tail with a palm, and another burst of singing came, with a little painful moan.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng, watch out for the back," Huo Xiao shouted.

At this time, a huge eagle swooped in from the sky, and the words had already come out, but it was too late, Huo Xiao pulled out the world slash, and swung out a sword, but it dodged the eagle with a white head, three legs, and a human-like face, and its name was Qu Ru.

The disciples looked at the four dissimilarities in front of them, thinking about the deer genus just now, and looked around at the senior brothers lying in a pool of blood, and everyone knew in their hearts that they were in a catastrophe. The only way to do it is to fight hard.

Now on the field, there are too many people, and the space is shrinking, and there is no way to perform the Thunder God Trick and Qiankun Slash. For today's plan, we can only unite as one.

Situ and Murong were like the wind, hitting Qu Ru's body, a miserable scream came, Huo Xiao and several disciples dealt with several other monsters at the same time, several teams of people collided with each other, and they exchanged positions, and the disciples of the Gongju faction were at a loss for a while, shuttling back and forth among the crowd and monsters.

In the sky, Smiling Face and Liu Zhiyuan have been fighting for thousands of rounds.

At this time, the smiling face stood still, Liu Zhiyuan thought that he had not seen him for decades, and the cultivation of the smiling face was so strong, Liu Zhiyuan's hands were already trembling, and he was weak in mana. , but on the surface, Liu Zhiyuan pretended to be calm, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely, "Smiling, today is death, and I want you to be buried with you." At this time, Liu Zhiyuan took out the Soul Eater Stick, one of the four major magic weapons, in his left hand.

Liu Zhiyuan burned all his true yuan and gathered it in the Soul Eater Rods and Nether Sword, and in an instant, the dark fire in the sky was filled with the power of the Soul Eater Rod, and a pillar of Soul Fire rose into the sky, spinning upward, and the swirling air flow formed by the huge force volume rolled up the surrounding corpses and debris. For a while, the entire Gongju faction was in chaos, and the smell of blood filled the sky.

The smiling face raised the Xuanyuan sword, a holy breath struck, smooth and shining, the holy light was dazzling, a huge holy sphere was placed on the tip of the sword, everything was ready to go, and at this moment, the sky rumbled and rolled, and the thunder shook the sky. The roar pointed directly at the smiling face, only to hear Situ and Murong say in unison: "It's not good, Senior Brother's catastrophe has arrived"

It turns out that for decades, the cultivation of the smiling face has reached the stage of great maturity, and if he can successfully survive this heavenly tribulation, he can enter the immortal realm. But at this time......

At this time, I saw the thunder and lightning fireball in the sky pouring down, the smiling face raised Xuanyuan, and the holy sphere was rushing to the thunder and lightning, at this time the thunder in the sky was loud, and the four smooth optimus primes went straight down, surrounding the smiling face, only to see the smiling face sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes, Liu Zhiyuan, who was standing in the distance, suddenly had a strong palm force at this time, and when the palm power was about to touch Liu Zhiyuan, it was bounced out by the power of thunder and lightning around him.

Seeing the momentum, Situ and Murong flew straight up to help their senior brother.

Liu Zhiyuan saw the situation, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a look was passed to the demon general. A puzzling scene appeared at this moment, only to see the head of the sect ignoring the catastrophe, turned around and rushed to the ground, shouting: "All the disciples of the Gongju Sect obey the order, leave here immediately, enter the main hall, and close the door of the main hall." "

Outside the main hall, the Heavenly Tribulation naturally would not let go of the smiling face, and using the Heavenly Tribulation, the demon soldiers were made by the Heavenly Tribulation. At that time, Liu Zhiyuan was seriously injured in order to resist the power of the Heavenly Tribulation. The demon soldiers were almost completely wiped out, and suddenly the corpses were all over the field, and there were countless stumps and broken arms.

Listening to the silence outside, the disciples came out. But the smiling face has been blurred with flesh and blood, and the appearance cannot be seen clearly.