In the face of Zhong Changfeng's powerless threat, Qin Tian didn't even raise his eyes, raised his sword, stained blood, and brought up a pillar of blood that soared to the sky, Zhong Changfeng pounced, fell to the ground and died, and the voice of the system also appeared in Qin Tian's mind again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing that Qin Tian didn't even blink, Lin Yiyun's only remaining reason disappeared in front of the oppression of death, and he became a little hysterical, screaming hoarsely: "Qin Tian, we are all disciples of the Peerless Palace, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

It's just that Qin Tian didn't hear it, and walked towards Lin Yiyun, with every step he took, Lin Yiyun's voice became even more trembling: "Qin Tian, you are crazy, you are cruel to your fellow disciples, you can't die well!"

"Tongmen, when I was lying in the sea of blood, who would have paid attention to me, a disciple of the Peerless Hall who was as humble as an ant?"

"You have instigated the disciples of the Peerless Hall to come and provoke me three times and twice, who has ever cared about my identity as a disciple of the Peerless Palace?"

"Lin Yiyun, you're just a child who hasn't grown up!" Qin Tian always had a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, and the warm sunshine hung like a waterfall on the dazzling bloody clothes, Lin Yiyun's last nerve seemed to be broken at this moment, pointing at Qin Tian and roaring: "Demon!

Poof! A flash of blood red splattered and landed on the twin peaks that stood proudly.

The miserable white pretty face was still full of madness and despair, and Lin Yiyun's delicate body shook, and finally fell to the ground.

Qin Tian's pace did not stop, stepping on the corpses of Zhong Changfeng and Lin Yiyun and others, turning around, looking down at the tombstones in the steep mountain and stone forest in the distance.

Among the life and soul monuments representing the Wushuang Palace, only a blood-glittering tombstone stands.

Qin Tian stood quietly, calmly returning the sword to the sheath, although his clothes were stained with blood, but on the right hand holding the sword, there was no blood, and his white fingers were as clean as ever.

Qin Tian stared at the tombstone standing, and after half a ring, his eyes looked down at Lin Yiyun's corpse slightly, and muttered: "Demon? Are you wrong, I am not a demon, because the demon still has a trace of compassion, and I don't have it at all, maybe it is fate, I, Qin Tian, want to be a man who makes the demons feel afraid!" When the words fell, Qin Tian raised his head and looked at the excessively vast sky.

The bloody sun was in the sky, staining the clouds red.

Endless bones were silently bathed in the warm sunlight, gilded with a pale blood.

Qin Tian's voice seemed to echo in the air, and the scarlet and piercing blood slowly flowed.

Qin Tian stood on the corpse, his eyes slightly closed, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sword Ruthless is very strong, and he can be said to be the strongest person among the opponents he has encountered, and this time the fight with Sword Ruthless seems simple, but it is thrilling.

Qin Tian habitually reflected on the shortcomings in the previous battle, such as the timing, strength, and even reflexes of the shot.

Especially the dazzling sword before, the sword that cleared away thousands of clouds and mist made Qin Tian feel something, and the confusion in his heart disappeared.

At that moment, Qin Tian had an inexplicable feeling, as if the entire world would collapse in front of this sword.

However, after this sword dissipated, Qin Tian felt a loneliness that was about to suffocate to death, and vaguely, Qin Tian seemed to understand this sword.

"Elegant, beautiful, arrogant, lonely!" Qin Tian muttered softly, standing in the bright sunshine, he was like an immortal looking down on the vast earth among the clouds, and his evil face showed a touch of deep thought. Thinking of this, Qin Tian couldn't help but think of the white-clothed figure like snow again, as well as that thrilling gaze, and even the voice that he would never forget in his life: "You learn swords?"

Wu Ritian pressed the bamboo sword slightly, looked at the corpses all over the ground, and secretly smacked his tongue, especially Qin Tian's previous sword, but it deeply shocked him.

"There is a taste of kendo!" Wu Ritian raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes showed contemplation: "But is this possible? Even if it is a powerhouse in the Spirit Emperor realm, few people have stepped into the way of the sword!"

Compared to Wu Ritian's shock, Cangyue's eyes swept back and forth on the corpses of Jian Ruthless and the others, with a happy look, his chest rose and fell slightly, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Fat Dun, start packing up the loot!"

"Spoils of war!" Wu Ritian's eyes were also slightly narrowed, bursting out with a little shrewdness.

Qin Tian slowly opened his eyes, and the sunlight with a little blood was reflected in his black eyes, "I want fifty percent of the loot this time, and you two and fifty percent!"

"Fifty percent!" Cangyue's crisp and tactful voice immediately became sharp, and then a pitiful expression appeared on the pretty one, "Scum, I risked my life to bring these soft eggs here, let these soft eggs take advantage of them, and almost lost their innocence, so you don't make up for it?" Qin Tian raised his eyes and glanced at Cangyue lightly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and there was a non-negotiable expression.

Cangyue's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and then her eyes glowed as she looked at the corpses of Jian Ruthless and the others, and skillfully groped for it, this skillful action made Wu Ritian on the side embarrassed.

Qin Tian's eyes closed again, and he muttered in his heart: "Sword Dao!" He heard Wu Ritian's words before, and the legend says that if you cultivate a technique to the extreme, you can comprehend your own avenue, which is definitely not a sword qi, sword intent, etc., which can be summarized, but a kind of avenue of heaven and earth, three thousand avenues, all can reach the sky, but if you want to reach the sky, you must first enter the Dao, if you can't even enter the Dao, then you can't reach the sky.

A sword came west to remove the floating clouds of the world, and the heavens and the earth were overshadowed, trembling under this sword. Qin Tian had the scene of Ye Gucheng taking out the sword in his mind, and the confusion in his heart disappeared at this moment, replaced by a complete realization, he knew why the cultivation of the Flying Immortal outside the sky could not be like other sword skills, and he could improve his proficiency by constantly practicing, just because this sword contained Ye Gucheng's sword dao, and his comprehension of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, even if he completely imitated this sword, it only had its form, not the real Flying Immortal.

"What is the way of the sword?" Qin Tian asked himself in his heart, this question was something he had never been exposed to, even many Spirit Emperor powerhouses couldn't say it.

"Elegant, arrogant, lonely!" Qin Tian opened his eyes and looked at the vast sky, muttering, "What is the way of the sword?"

"To understand the way of the sword, you need to know heaven and earth, you need to understand life, you need to understand the will!" a crisp and tactful voice flashed, and Cangyue counted the slender jade fingers, "It's hard to understand, right?"

Greeting the beautiful eyes, Qin Tian nodded as if he didn't understand.

The green silk fell down the slender willow waist like a waterfall, Cangyue held the jade butterfly sword lightly, raised it with her hand, and the swaying sword shadow was like a dancing butterfly, "Because everyone's experience is different, this determines that everyone's path is different!"

"Many times, they give their own will to the sword in their hands, and this becomes the sword intent! And the sublimation of the sword intent is the way of the sword! It is beyond the sword and belongs to the sword!"

Qin Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the woman dancing with a sword under the blood sun, and the fluttering shadow carried a thrilling beauty in her gestures, embellishing this world of endless bones.

His gaze fell on this intoxicating sword light, but Qin Tian suddenly sighed, and in this sword after sword, he felt inexplicable sadness.

The sword fell, Cangyue smiled, and the beauty between the curved eyebrows was still dazzling, "What do you see?"

"Sad!" Qin Tian said without thinking.

The corners of Cangyue's eyes seemed to bend slightly, "No, you alone have fifty percent of the loot, can I not be sad!"

Hearing this, Qin Tian couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The corners of her mouth raised a smile, Cangyue shook her head, and said seriously: "Scum, the night gave you a pair of black eyes, but it wasn't for you to roll your eyes!"

"I agree with this sentence a little!" A smile flashed in Qin Tian's eyes, he raised his hand and pointed at Cangyue's fragrant shoulder, and said with a smile: "Your dirty clothes are exposed again!"

Cangyue naturally pulled up the ribbon, and the delicate fragrant shoulders like mutton fat made the warm morning sun lose its color.

"Have you seen enough?" Cangyue gently lifted the corners of her mouth, revealing a little shrewdness in her eyes: "Take a look, you will give me more than one percent of the loot!" The words fell, Cangyue did not give Qin Tian the slightest chance to refuse, and walked towards Wu Ritian in lotus steps.

Qin Tian touched his nose, and then looked towards the end of Lin Hai, and a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly rose in the steep mountain rocks, only to see a series of figures swept straight out, these people were more or less injured, a little embarrassed, but when these people's eyes touched the huge nine-fold purgatory gate, their eyes burst out with the joy of the rest of their lives, and they galloped towards the hell runes on the tombstone.

"The monstrous ancient country, the Tianya Pavilion, the ancient country covering the sea, the Peerless Palace!" A faint chill flashed in Qin Tian's dark eyes, and he walked towards the gate of hell: "The prey has appeared!"

Cangyue and Wu Ritian also got up one after another and followed closely behind.

When these surviving disciples of the various sects swept to the Blood Refining Gate dozens of zhang in front of them, their bodies stopped violently and came out in a lost voice: "Mo Xiao!"

"You haven't seen you for a long time?" Qin Tian stood in front of the gate of hell, with a bright smile on his evil handsome face, which made people feel like a spring breeze, but the eyes of these disciples of all sects changed, especially the smile of the former, there was a vague feeling of danger slowly seeping out, making them feel a kind of scalp tingling, one of the young men of the monstrous ancient kingdom, his eyes changed a little uncertainly, he glanced at Wu Ritian, stepped forward, and arched his hand towards Qin Tian: "In the monstrous ancient kingdom Han Wrong!"

"I'm not interested in your name!" Qin Tian said lightly, slowly closing his eyes, standing in front of the Ninefold Purgatory like this, his emaciated figure gave people a sense of oppression.

Regarding Qin Tian's indifferent attitude, the young man who called himself Han Cuo smiled and said with some embarrassment: "The gate of hell has been opened, dare to ask Your Excellency if you can let me enter the gate of hell!"

"Enter the gate of hell?" Wu Ritian looked at Qin Tian, whose eyes were slightly closed, and said with a cracked smile: "Wait until everyone arrives!"

Most of these disciples of the sects were fortunate enough to escape from the ancient tomb, when the gate of hell was opened before, the blood light that rushed to the sky shone on the space of tens of millions of miles around, these people saw the blood light, and they realized that the gate of hell had been opened, and they rushed towards the gate of hell with great tacit understanding, even if they had grievances with each other, they also let go of their grievances at this moment.

Han Cuo's brows furrowed slightly, he had a vague bad premonition in his heart, his eyes swept over Qin Tian and the three of them with a somewhat gloomy look, and his heart sank violently, "Is this guy going to leave us all here?"

This sudden thought made Han Cuo's heart thump and beat faster, and then he shook his head again, feeling ridiculous about his idea.

Suddenly, Han Cuo's pupils shrank suddenly, and his gaze fell on the end of the endless bones, a corpse that made his heart tremble......

The vast and boundless blood-colored ocean, scarlet blood waves surging in, crashing on the reef and setting off a deafening roar of heaven and earth cracking.

The splashes of blood reflected in the sunlight, reflecting a dazzling light.

It was a sea of dead blood, and the raging waters were red throughout.

A lonely island stands out from the crowd on the blood-colored sea.

As far as the eye can see, the island looks like a huge stone platform, and the sun shines on it, as if it is covered with a layer of glittering broken silver.

An ancient altar sits in the middle of the island, boxy, with stone swords standing around it.

The corpses of several huge Yin Soul Beasts were piled up around the altar, and a terrifying might vaguely permeated it. The hideous bones shimmered with a metallic sheen, and some lines appeared on them.

Dozens of figures stood in front of the ancient altar, and an incomparably powerful aura permeated it.

According to the style of its robe, it can be divided into Wushuang Palace, Tianya Pavilion, Haijiao Pavilion, monstrous ancient country, and ancient pavilion covering the sea. However, the style of these robes was completely different from the robes of Qin Tian and others, and most of their sleeves were embroidered with eye-catching gold ribbons.

"The gate of hell has been opened, I don't know how many of my Peerless Hall disciples will be able to rush into this hell space this time!"

Under the warm sun, an emaciated middle-aged man pursed his lips slightly, and his somewhat fierce gaze swept slightly over the rest, and then fell on a middle-aged man who was also wearing a peerless hall robe: "Lin Kong, how many of the disciples of the Peerless Hall can survive this time?" The man known as Lin Kong, his slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and a smile flashed on his resolute face:" Elder Liu couldn't guess it, how could I guess it, but I'm sure that my family's Lin Yiyun's Nizi will walk out of this place of imprisoned demons safe and sound!" Speaking of Lin Yiyun, the coldness in the man's eyes faded a lot, revealing a little doting.

"There is a sword ruthless and the free bodyguard is here, where can Lin Yiyun's little girl hurt, but as the so-called jade is not cut, the young eagle can only spread its wings to the sky after the baptism of blood!" A gentle smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man who spoke up earlier.

"Meaning that Na Nizi is not as good as Liu Dong, this time letting him enter this place of imprisoned demons is just for her to see blood!" The corner of the man's eyes known as Lin Kong looked at the middle-aged man a few meters away without a trace, with a grim expression, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "But what makes me a little surprised is that Mo Xiao will actually enter the land of the imprisoned demons, there are groups of yin soul beasts in the land of the imprisoned demons, even if he does not fight for the ninefold purgatory, it is extremely dangerous, especially if there is no one to protect him, with Mo Xiao's humble strength, I am afraid it will be nine deaths!"