Drip..

Tick!

The sound of purple blood dripping from an hourglass is more disgusting and uncomfortable than fingers scratching a blackboard or a fork scratching glass.

But at this moment, it's like a heavenly sound!

For it is the last judgment!

The death knell roars in the pilgrimage, and countless eyes are fixed on the hourglass in the Pope's hand)

A little, a little faster.

The devil is at the end of his rope!

"Tick ......"

Tuoba Tianxia gently closed the purple child, his red lips spit out a gentle rhythmic ticking sound, and when he opened his eyes, he asked with a smile:

"What's the trick?"

After speaking, the ten fingers were clenched, and the punches kept in Bazhang, without any boxing moves, just the simplest movements, lightly written.

At the same time as the punch, a light step closes the distance between two feet.

And five.

The fist smashed the soul shadow, and the black mist dispersed and dispersed, gathering and scattering, and so on.

Obviously, you can't die, but you want to swing down.

The old woman on crutches frowned deeply, and the ten land immortals were also displeased, the dignified queen of the empire, how could she look like a person.

The crowd watching from afar gradually felt uncomfortable, and the attitude of the victor should be calm, not hysterical, not to mention the status of the queen of the empire, which is too vulgar and barbaric.

Realizing that she was out of shape, Tuoba Tianxia slowly stopped her movements and stared indifferently at the haunting Hannu.

Life is about to be ruined by this person, how can you hate!

"Despair is right." She smiled, her gaze shifting from the street vines to the hourglass.

Most of the purple blood has dripped down.

What if the sword is here?

If you don't have a flesh and blood machine, what kind of sword will you take?

The Holy City was as quiet as ever, with the clatter of bells and the unpleasant ticking of hourglasses.

Suddenly.

"Fight side by side with Xiong!"

There was a loud shout, the sword halberd at the end of the main street roared, and several monks tore off their faces and human skins, and fought fiercely with the barbarians along the street.

It was like thunder on the ground.

"I'm here!"

"I'm here too!"

"Hahahaha, follow Gu Yingying, walk sideways on the Yellow Spring, and Lord Yama must also kowtow!"

One after another, the orderly holy city instantly fell into a panic, and the figure of the Dao appeared out of nowhere, holding a blade and wantonly slashing and killing the barbarians.

Let's go together, never let Gu Yingying be alone, if you can kill a brute dog, you will earn it!

The Chinese nation will never give in, no matter where it is, it will fight to the end with the barbarians!

They want to tell Yuan in this decisive way, even if Gu Yingying is gone, even if the spiritual lamp is extinguished, there are still ordinary people like them who are willing to sacrifice heroically!

"Fulfill these clowns who jump off the beam, and there is no mercy for killing!

"Tuoba commanded the world.

In the distant city tower, looking at the Zhongyuan Erlang who was dying, Mei Geng's face showed a trace of pain.

Why do you want to make senseless sacrifices?

Just like Gu Chang, how shocking the past and the present, invincible in life and turning into a ghost male after death, what can he do?

Tonight, the Holy City had almost no effort to sanction him perfectly.

Destiny is unshakable!

Only by taking the road of peaceful surrender can we avoid the destruction of the country and the extinction of the species, and the more we resist, the more miserable it becomes......

The middle-aged camel behind him turned pale, gritted his teeth and struggled for a long time, and suddenly said:

"Duke, I've decided to die."

Mei Shougeng turned his head in shock and said in a panic:

"Don't be impulsive, don't get carried away by emotions."

The hunchbacked middle-aged man stared at the strong men who had fallen one after another in the distance, and he whispered:

"In this life, people need to have an irrational impulse, an impulse for the people of the nation, and it is very rewarding."

"You often ask me why I only be your scholar and don't accept barbarian officials, but you know very well in your heart that I can't kneel on my knees."

After a pause, he slowly knelt on the ground and bowed three times and nine times:

"Once Mu Xingyu, I will miss my teacher for the rest of my life."

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"Lake Tu!" Mei Shougeng was shocked and said in a deep voice:

"You're only one step away from the saint realm!"

The hunchbacked middle-aged man looked at him in a daze, and he knew very well that tonight would be a heavy blow to the Central Plains, because Gu Yingying had fallen)

But the Chinese nation can't fall, they, who are in the holy city, must raise their heads and go out and fight bravely.

Without Gu Chang'an, you and I are Gu Chang'an, and everyone in the Central Plains is Gu Chang'an!

"Fuck the saint, it's better to kill a few more brute dogs, I've endured it for twenty-nine years!

”

The hunchbacked middle-aged body jumped over the city tower, he stood downstairs, looked up at the old man's sad face, and smiled freely:

"Sir, you and I have different philosophies, I will never admit your theory of surrendering to save the people, kneel down and be a dog, the chain is gone, and I can't be a person again."

"But I implore you to remember your former self, in order not to be oppressed, the blood man who beheaded the three-grade assassination history on the street."

"Take care!"

Turning around and stepping like a meteor, he hurried to the pilgrimage and rose in the air, and his leg whip swept across, shattering hundreds of barbarians with just the qi machine.

"I will work hard to pour the water of the Yellow River, to break the waves of the East China Sea, to conquer the land of Hulu, the cave of the Japanese slaves, to beg the deceitful of me, and to kill the barbarians!"

"Kill!

”

Hundreds of Central Plains monks accumulated blood on the hilt of the knife, which was slippery and ungripable, and Judas shouted to kill.

The lonely soul of the city gate floated quietly, and there was a sad expression on his face that should never cry again, and you could imagine the sadness in him.

The huge sadness made Gu Changan's face distort and deform, and even the mist was scattered and cracked.

Hurry up!

Dot!

His heart roared wildly.

……

Nine thousand miles away from the border of Barbarian Zhao, a towering city has long been covered with corpses, and a soldier leans against the city wall and weeps bitterly.

They are afraid.

They were even more shocked.

The besiegers are not thousands of troops, or even people.

It's a blood-stained Tang flag.

No, it's a piece of flesh wrapped in the Tang Banner.

！

The two fleshs were filled with sword energy, wreaking havoc in the barbarian army, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, ruthlessly harvesting one life after another.

……

Holy City.

The shouts gradually subsided, and the death knell of the pilgrimage was smashed by the Central Plains monks at some point, and the silence of the dead one returned to the city.

Countless people showed hatred on their faces, originally there was only the blood of lonely souls and wild ghosts tonight, what a perfect shame?

It was because of this group of Han slaves who killed themselves that the city in the sky was once again covered in blood, and thousands of imperial elite soldiers fell in a pool of blood.

"Becoming an Immortal"

Tuoba is motionless.

The land gods and abyssal saints also stood still like statues.

They are completely capable of killing the rebellious Han slaves, but they are indifferent and sit back and watch the empire's children work hard.

It can't be helped, everything is not as important as what is haunting in front of you!

Before the hourglass is gone, it must be strictly guarded and not slackened at all.

Tick Tick –

The terrible sound of fingernails scraping the wall continued to sound, and only two percent of the purple on the glass bottle remained!

Abrupt!

"Be careful!" The land immortal hanging in the sky exclaimed.

Tuoba the world, she first enlarged the child's hole, and for a moment it was incredulous, and then she was like falling into an ice cave, and she was chilled.

Due to the previous intention to vent, both sides are full of five feet!

Gu An swept away and slammed away.

He just put the seven taels of flesh outside the barbarian city, and he didn't know how many he had killed, but at this moment, his right hand was flesh and blood, and the sword qi of the world was stormy and stormy.

The distance was too close, and the land immortal couldn't support it, so he watched the lonely soul crash into the queen's body, and turned his right hand into a sword and slashed at the heavenly spirit cover.

The Buddha peeled a pear, flatly peeling off a round piece of flesh with bloodborne blonde hair on the top of his head.

Tuoba flew out of the world, and there was a sound of bones shattering, and she let out a suppressed scream.

Rumble!

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The beam of light made Gu Changan's right hand smash, and snowflakes fell from the foothold.

He endured the pain of tearing, and stared coldly at the sparkling vines in the streets of the main city.

The city is full of creeps.

The queen let out a heart-rending wail, her entire face was burned by the sword qi, a huge gap was opened from her forehead to her chin, and her proud blonde hair was uprooted, and the blood was so terrifying that the people did not dare to look at it directly.

The old woman of the "...... of the world" hurriedly plundered and protected the painful and hideous queen.

Heartbreaking.

Due to the suppression of the abyssal vines, the sword qi came to an abrupt end from the heavenly cover to the collarbone, and did not swim any further.

But......

The scalp and face are all ruined, and they are created by a unique qi machine that is different from the new world, and it is definitely irreversible.

Heaven and earth froze, and countless people's hairs stood on end, almost suffocating.

The queen of the empire, who is known for her beauty and dignity, has become this ugly and irreparably ugly.

If it weren't for the vines......

Already a monarchicide!

In such a desperate death situation, can a lonely soul burst out with such terrifying lethality?

In an instant, the excitement in the city became uneasy again.

How can you still grow flesh?

There is not a flying sword!

Even as soon as he moved, he suddenly grew his right hand?

The land gods and gods are uncertain, and the situation is starting to get out of control again.

Flesh and blood will never grow out of thin air, and if so, the lone soul will not sit still before.

It must have killed someone.

But what about the sword?

What about the bodies that were killed?

Tick......

The hourglass is still dripping blood.

Chang'an slowly walked into the main city street, standing on top of the vine obsidian.

"Seed!" The old woman on crutches was exhausted, impotent and furious.

Without flesh and blood, you can't retaliate if you want to.

Right now.

Chang'an bowed his head slightly, and his newly grown fingers turned into a mang, slashing on the vine.

Katsa –

The obsidian cracked first, then a small patch of vine was severed, and the sporadic light disappeared.

His fingers were shattered by the Heavenly Gate Flame again.

Like a scene, it is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the people of the empire are dizzy.

All the stupid ones know the thoughts of the lonely soul.

It's nothing short of spectacular!

Really.

Gu Chang'an shifted again and again, the sky dome thundered again and again, and the flesh and blood vines were destroyed at the same time, emitting a cloud of brilliant brilliance.

Like the same end)

But the vine was cut off and had no effect, but the solitary soul's palm was still disappearing and growing repeatedly.

Tick.

Tick.

The glass bottle on the hourglass was only a single purple blood, and the main city streets were covered with snow, covering the pool of blood and hiding the broken vines.

Finish......

Tuoba's terrifying face was still bleeding, Zitong had already been burned, and Mohu stared at the broken vines.

"Sword Repair Roll!

She let out a scream of rage, piercing the night like an awl.

It's a pity that it's still late.

More than 100 swords in the Holy City flew into the air, hanging but not falling, losing the suppression of the vines, and the tip of the sword fell and easily pierced through Jian Xiu's head.

"Three hundred......" Gu Changan smiled.

The monk's tense body finally relaxed, fortunately there were only more than 300 swords left, and fortunately, the knight of the protector broke 5,000 swords at the beginning.

Rumble!

The land fairy's movements were numb, and he repeated the crackling lightning, crushing the three fingers that had just grown.

Three hundred and seventy stalks were empty again.

The people are already desperate.

Déjà vu?

No, it's exactly the same as National Shame Day!

How laughable they were tonight's excitement

But the expressions on the faces of the Abyss Heroes were already sure that the hourglass would take effect, so how could they be worried

It's nothing more than a struggle before death.

With only more than 300 swords, how many can you kill?

Suddenly.

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As if they were aware of it, they all looked to the east, and the night was illuminated with colorful light.

"Unexpectedly) the old woman on crutches does not change her face, isn't the ghost waiting for this moment?

In an instant, the calmness of her expression was annihilated, replaced by extreme horror.

The ten land immortals looked shocked.

The Abyss Saint shuddered.

In the oppressive dead silence.

Gu Changan showed a long-lost smile, and a warm flow flowed in his heart, it was for the group of Central Plains monks who were not afraid of death, and it was also the 100,000 swords that were about to arrive.

Every handle is every descendant of Yan and Huang who cherishes the Central Plains.

It's all about you, everything you've done—

Honor!

"Here comes the sword!

”

Since stepping into the holy city, Gu Changan made a hearty sound for the first time.

Countless people were dumbfounded, the scene of 100,000 sword rainbows hanging in the air was really unprecedented, and it could not be described as magnificent waves.

100,000 swords!

Land gods and saints gathered in the sky city, so that it was impossible to unload any of them along the way.

How can the flying pigeon send an urgent report, how can it compare to the speed of the flying sword?

Ten thousand swords, so mighty and terrifying, sword after sword, poured into the holy city like a queue.

When Gu held the colorful sword, the holy city ushered in a dense rain of swords.

Twelve thousand flying swords fell quickly, and in the boundless cry, Qingfeng was stained with blood, and it was really like cutting grass and picking flowers.

The pilgrimage is full of blood, the so-called perfect formation is completely chaotic, and even the enlightened ones are too busy to flee for their lives, how can they shelter ordinary soldiers?

"Hopeless?"

Gu Changan dragged the national sword and walked into the depths of the holy city step by step, and suddenly looked up.

Tuo Tianxia was in pain like a bone cone, and the words were sent back to her, she stared at the hourglass like crazy, and for a moment she wanted to exchange her life for purple blood.

Drip.

The glass bottle was almost at the bottom, less than half of it was left, and how she wished it was a little faster.

Gu Changan rose from the ground, holding his sword and heading straight to the northwest, reflecting the shadows of a sentence.

The light of the moon narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and his whole body gushed out pounds of qi, and he used the power of the door to meet Lonely, his fists were like heavy nails, and he was strong and heavy.

Gu Changan took a few steps backwards in the air.

The light of the moon followed like a shadow, still punching his body, and smashing down with another punch.

Gu Changan's left and right arms condensed by Wan Er's corpse shattered into powder, and the flesh and blood sword qi splashed everywhere and turned into heavy snow.

He retreated and retreated.

The old man with the red face and green boy already knew that he had become the only target of attack, and the Heavenly Gate was brilliant, and a steady stream of power poured into his body.

"Hands!

The rest of the old monsters stared at the hourglass, and as soon as they gathered their qi, they suddenly slashed towards the soul shadow in nine directions.

Sixteen thousand swords hovered in a row, blades pointing downward, obscuring the Holy City for a thousand miles.

！

Sixteen thousand people died.

Gu Chang'an's feet slowly appeared, his warm palm grasped the national sword, and he killed the red-faced green boy with a sword.

The power of the National Fortune Sword was shocking, and it slashed away, directly causing the moonlight to breathe out of rhythm, and also broke the frequency, and the gray lips trembled slightly.

And that's all.

In a moment of chaos, he relied on his body to carry a sword, the placket of his black robe was torn, and there was a bloody scar on his chest.

"This is the origin of the Heavenly Dao, and the sword of the New Realm must also surrender!"

The light of the moon laughed fiercely, and the furious fist shadows were stacked on top of each other, smashing on Gu Changan's arms, legs, and newly grown shoulders and necks.

The sword of national fortune, the Tao of family contention, and the Central Plains are all created by the great changes in the Heavenly Dao.

Since it is a sacred object in the New Territories, dare to come to the Holy Presumptuous?

If the two East dare to call themselves enemies, then wouldn't the master of the academy do whatever he wanted?

An avalanche of heaven and earth.

At the same time, the blood collapsed.

The snow was dyed bloody, the holy city was full of thick water, and the night was filled with a disgusting fishy smell.

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The crowd fled to the west, as far away from the sword curtain as possible, but the soldiers did not dare to flee, and they did not dare to advance any further.

There has never been a day of such killing.

It seems that as long as you stand in the city, you may be one step closer to death.

Is this sacred?

The bearded man hiding in the holy river boat beat his chest, he missed the opportunity to return to Constantinople in the uprising, why didn't he believe that Gu Yingying could create a miracle?

Because of one of his own orders, the rebel army first scattered, and now where to gather men and horses in the chaos.

Without hesitation, now that the Byzantine crown prince has been rescued, a vigorous rebellion has begun.

The battlefield is fragmented, but it seems clear to him)

Gu Yingying caught the red-faced green boy's earth immortals and beat him, and the rest of the land immortals smashed his body, and he could also grow flesh and blood with the sword curtain fall.

No solution!

The city of *** will definitely be rotten!

Can......

Sand!

Although the bearded man couldn't see the hourglass, he could guess that the blood in the bottle was about to run dry when he listened to the roars around him.

"Lord, bless Gu Yingying to live, he is a great man who resisted the invaders, and there is no second Gu Hero in the world."

The bearded man prayed silently.

……

Avalanches covered the streets of the main city, and the snowflakes even jumped over the pilgrimage at one point, and the heavenly dome qi collapsed, and the moonlight was exhausted and his body was scarred.

Just because you ruined your body, you focused on the old man alone?

Want to consume the old man's inner gas?

But the half-pillar gate of heaven is here, and it will be extinguished forever!

Do you still have time to burn?

Moonlight slammed the Sword of Fortune with his shoulder, but his eyes stayed on the hourglass.

Tuoba, whose face is 10,000 times more terrifying than zombies, beats faster than her heartbeat, in her world, there is no mountain of blood and corpses, there is no one left, only an hourglass.

Tick......

"Five." The white-clothed Pope's palms trembled, and his lips squirmed and slowly counted down.

There were just a few sword falls, and he was blocked by the air hood, but he still had more than one season.

Purple blood was still dripping at the same rate.

And fifteen drops of blood.

"Fourteen!"

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