A wisp of sandalwood surrounds the tranquility,

The eternal plan has come to an end.

Dongfang Huaigu had a cold face, and the low-grade magic weapon shaking in his hand looked a little funny.

What can you do with a low-grade magic weapon?

That's just the most rubbish equipment of Xuan Ling, and only the lowest-level monks will equip this magic weapon.

"Holy Land Huaigu, are you threatening the Dan League?"

Taiqiu looked at Dongfang Huaigu coldly, a person who dared to use a sword in the Elder Pavilion of the Dan League, was not a friend of the Dan League!

"Threat?hehe, a force that disappeared in the Xuanling Continent will not become the target of a threat to the Holy Land. ”

Dongfang Huaigu's fingers swiped over the lower grade magic weapon, and the cold light shone, revealing the cold.

"What do you mean!"

The somewhat grumpy crow Huo Ran stood up, his feet were weak, he fell to the ground suddenly, frowned, and shouted in a deep voice: "Poisonous!"

Taiqiu's beard, Shu Tianzhi, Mingzhe and other elders changed their faces abruptly, and they hurriedly mobilized their spiritual power and divine soul, but found that their divine soul disappeared and their spiritual power was completely gone!

Like a mortal, waiting to be slaughtered!

Lan Jiu's delicate face also showed a hint of panic, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, his eyes stared at Feng Liuhuo and Dongfang Huaigu coldly, and asked, "Why?"

Feng Liuhuo chuckled and said, "The Dan Alliance is destroyed, and the God-killing Alliance will no longer exist. There's no way, if you want to blame it, it's because you chose the wrong opponent. ”

"Looks like we've lured the wolf into the house. Shaoyue smiled bitterly, smiled lightly at the blue wine, blinked her left eye slightly, and then turned to Feng Liuhuo and Dongfang Huaigu and said, "Before we die, I have a few questions, can you solve them?"

Dongfang Huaigu shook his head and said, "It's useless to delay time, it's not just you who greet death." ”

Sazuki sighed and looked in the direction of the door.

Needless to say, the Dan League's auction hall, within the Dan League, and even outside the Dan League, have become battlefields.

"I've read the information of the Dan Alliance, and this was the case with the fall of the Fu League two thousand five hundred years ago. Cheng Tianyou, the leader of the Fu League, and his core all died at the hands of inferior magic weapons. Dare to ask this Holy Land Elder with a low-grade magic weapon, the destruction of the Fu Alliance is also your masterpiece, right?"

Sazuki asked without changing his face.

"Hehe, what's the matter? Ziyue, don't worry, everyone else will die, but you won't die, at least until I search for the soul, you can't die. The secret of the Gate of Heaven will break through from you!"

Dongfang Huaigu remembered that Ziyue questioned him, so he rushed forward and grabbed Ziyue.

"Let go of the moon!"

Lan Jiu patted the chair and stood up, making Dongfang Huaigu take a step back, seeing that Lan Jiu didn't have any spiritual power and divine soul power, he was bold again, and sneered: "You're just a waste now, do you still want to intimidate me here?!"

Lan Jiu clenched his fists and said with murderous anger in his eyes: "Dongfang Huaigu, you will die in the Danmeng!"

"Haha, it's not me who died in the Dan League, but all of you in the Dan League!

Dongfang Huaigu clapped his hands, the door opened, and a group of three walked in.

Lan Jiu looked at the three people who entered and felt a great pressure, needless to say, these three people are also people who have cultivated to a high level, and this breath seems to be in the late Mahayana period.

It seems that Oriental nostalgia has been prepared early!

Dongfang Huaigu looked at the Dan League elders who were struggling but had no strength, and laughed loudly, and the magic weapon in his hand stabbed into the heart of the jackdaw who scolded him, and the sword entered three inches.

The jackdaw squinted and fell to the ground in anger.

"What an elder, what a master, what a Mahayana!

Dongfang Huaigu once again took out a low-grade treasure weapon, and stabbed it into Yin Tianjiao's heart without hesitation! Looking at Taiqiu's beard, who was angry and flushed, his figure suddenly fell into a trance, and he had reached Taiqiu's body, and a sword entered his heart!

"Three mountains, four seas and one deep blue, hehe, now that the three mountains have died one of the strongest mountains, I will see what other mountains in the Danmeng can block the will of God!"

Dongfang Huaigu watched Taiqiu fall and looked at Blue Wine with murderous intent!

"Elder, don't forget your mission!"

Feng Liuhuo looked at Dongfang Huaigu coldly, the flesh on Dongfang Huaigu's cheeks trembled, stared at the blue wine, and said coldly: "Hatred, red sleeves, except for the blue wine and the moon, kill them all!"

"Yes!"

Shang and the others agreed.

Feng Liuhuo nodded slightly, the legendary soft fairy mist is too rebellious, these Mahayana monks can all turn into mortals silently, if they don't understand the power of the soft fairy mist, I'm afraid they will also become mortal cultivators, let others slaughter it!

A body of cultivation is to reach the sky, but he can't avoid the sword under the soft fairy mist.

Lamentable!

Alas!

Feng Liuhuo didn't do it, there was no need, these people had no hope.

Leaving the hatred idiot, the two masters of the Holy Land of Red Sleeves, can completely clean up the mess, what they care about is not the death of the elders of the Dan League, but the things in the Holy King Pavilion.

Lan Jiu looked at Feng Liuhuo, Dongfang Nostalgia and Shang who had left the Elder Pavilion, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Hatred idiot, Red Sleeves coldly took out the magic weapon, and walked step by step towards the elders such as Tianzhi and Mingzhe.

"Hey, it's come to this point. ”

Blue Wine sighed, and walked towards the hatred and red sleeves step by step, and in the extremely shocked gazes of the two, a heaven-like spirit suddenly descended......

The Dan League became a battlefield.

The main force of the temple raided the Dan League, causing the Dan League to suffer extremely heavy losses.

But killing and killing, the fifth elder eyebrow of the temple leader felt a trace of abnormality, although it was broken from the inside, but the Dan League did not panic, imitate and retreat as expected, but relatively organized resistance.

"Damn, haven't they found out that the elders are all dead?"

The fifth long eyebrow was a little depressed, but the fight was merciless.

This time, we must destroy the Dan League!

Without blue wine, there is no hope for Danmeng!

Without the moon, there is no hope for killing gods!

These two people must die!

It is related to the key to the battle of slaughter, and this battle cannot be lost!

And what is there, must be in hand!

Su Ling'er sat at the height of the pavilion, calmly looking at the headquarters of the Dan League in the melee, and the tea in the tea bowl on the table rippled from time to time.

"Did they go to the Holy King's Pavilion?"

Su Ling'er asked lightly at Feng Yidao.

"Go. ”

Feng Yidao replied solemnly.

"It's good that he has been hidden for thousands of years, and he will always give an answer. Now, it's time for him to turn in his papers. ”

Su Ling'er picked up the tea bowl and said calmly.

The girl who used to cry and make trouble has become a woman with courage and majesty.

Feng Yidao smiled, and immediately held the knife and guarded Su Ling'er's side.

It's not been a day or two for someone to plot against the Holy King Pavilion, before the enemy succeeds, when did the Dan League relax its vigilance?

Feng Liuhuo?

Oriental nostalgia?

How could Blue Wine trust them and bring them to the Elders' Pavilion for negotiation, it was just a chance for them to have a showdown.

As for the elder's death?

Hehe, only stabbing the heart, it may not stab people to death, not to mention that it is a low-grade magic weapon, the moment it pierces the skin, it will be corroded and devoured by the iron fire ants.

The inferior magic weapon, hehe, is really a good thing.

If Dongfang Huaigu uses spiritual weapons, then the ending is not easy to say.

In front of the Pavilion of the Holy King.

A white-haired old man with vicissitudes of life was sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom in his hand, and after hearing the movement behind him, he shook his head slightly and said, "This is the holy land of the Danmeng, and it should not be entered lightly." A few people, please come back. ”

"Deadwood, so you're not dead!"

Dongfang Huaigu was a little surprised.

I thought that Deadwood was executed by Blue Wine because of the Yuan Edict, but I didn't expect to become the guardian of the Holy King Pavilion!

"Nostalgia, phoenix fire, this is not a holy place, nor is it a divine phoenix peak. I advise you to get out of here. ”

Dead wood swept away the fallen leaves, and the wind moved.

"Your sins can only be paid for by death. I'll send you on your way!"

Dongfang Huaigu smiled coldly and flew forward.

"To live is to be cleansed from sin, and when you die, your sins will carry over to the next life. I want innocent reincarnation, and not, filthy rebirth. Nostalgia, you shouldn't come here! Fallen leaves, residual wind!"

The dead wood broom waved violently, and the fallen leaves were swept up, forming a whirlwind that killed Dongfang Huaigu.

"The fifth layer of Mahayana? I didn't expect you to break through! However, this is far from enough!"

Dongfang Huaigu suddenly broke through the remnants of the dead wood with a sword, his eyes were cold, and his figure was like a ghost, and the brush appeared around the dead wood!

Call!

The wind stopped.

Fallen leaves fall from the sky.

Dongfang Huaigu slanted the sword, watched the blood slowly drip down, and said softly: "You can now be innocent of reincarnation." ”

Deadwood laughed, nodded indifferently, sat down relaxedly, and said, "Dead old as wood, you have to understand." It's a pity ......."

"I didn't expect your cultivation to be so strong. ”

Feng Liuhuo glanced at Dongfang Nostalgia with some surprise.

"If I don't even have this strength, how can I sit in the Cangsheng Palace? After all, some people are very dishonest. ”

Dongfang Huaigu put his sword into the sheath and said indifferently.

Feng Liuhuo knew that there were still two different voices in the Holy Land, one was true justice and the other was hypocritical justice.

Unfortunately, hypocrisy prevailed, and he chose hypocrisy to gain the upper hand.

In Feng Liuhuo's view, the so-called justice is just a lie.

People are selfish, selfish like beasts, how can there be real saints, how can there be pure morality?

Sacrificing one's life for righteousness may only exist in an illusory story.

As for this kind of edict of "Confucius said to be benevolent, Meng said to take righteousness, but his righteousness is exhausted, so benevolence is to the end", how many people are there in the entire secular and cultivation world?

The Holy Land is a saint?

Is it benevolence and righteousness?

Oh, not necessarily.

"If there is a murmur in the Holy Land, it may not be you who will live to the end. ”

Feng Liuhuo seemed to be reminding of something.

"Everything will be silent, and there is only one voice in this world, and that is the will of God. ”

Dongfang Huaigu's eyes were full of fanaticism, and he took out a formation plate in his hand and arranged it in front of the Holy King Pavilion, blocking the Dan Alliance masters who wanted to come in, and then looked back at Shang and said solemnly: "Now, you are the only Heavenly Realm Divine Soul Cultivator, go, open the Holy King Pavilion, and take away the Immortal Ascending Spirit Weapon Technique and the Hidden Tribulation Dan Dan Fang!"

Shang walked towards the Holy King Pavilion, the three locks of long beard moved with the wind, his eyes flashed with bright light, looking at the familiar handwriting of the Holy King Pavilion, he nodded slightly, and said, "Obey." ”

Heavenly Realm Divine Soul!

If the sky is mighty, go straight to the Holy King Pavilion!

The prohibition in front of the Holy King's Pavilion was like a flowing curtain of water that was shaken!

"Help me!"

Shang seemed to feel a strong pressure and hurriedly shouted!

Seeing this, Dongfang Huaigu and Feng Liuhuo poured out the power of their divine souls one after another! The crazy consumption of soul power, just when Dongfang Huaigu and Feng Liuhuo looked uneasy, Shang's powerful divine soul power suddenly opened the prohibition of the Holy King Pavilion!

A door, opened.

Dongfang Huaigu and Feng Liuhuo did not hesitate and directly entered the Holy King Pavilion.

Shang looked at the forbidden door that was slowly closed, sighed, turned around, collected the large array plate arranged by Dongfang Huaigu, looked at Lan Jiu, Taiqiu and others who came over, and sighed: "She's inside, right?"

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