Rumble!

The flames in the Taoist temple were everywhere, and the shouts of the disciples of the Danjian Pavilion filled the air.

Ning Tian looked at the madmen who had swallowed the fish flesh surging from all directions, his eyes full of doubts.

How could it be, he had already rushed to inform everyone as quickly as possible.

How can these people be faster than him?

As he was in a trance, the man with the pitch-black sword had already swung his sword.

The terrifying temperature came from the sword, as if it was about to burn the world, the sword light was as black as ink, and it was a sharp blade that took people's lives in the dark night.

Xuan Qing's face was indifferent, and he also swung out a sword.

His sword was steady and heavy, and although it lacked a bit of sharpness, it was like a rock.

However, with a casual wave of his hand, when the two sword qi collided together, the sky suddenly turned white!

Rumble!

The sky-high waves of qi swept the wind, and the earth gourd under Ning Tian's feet instantly shattered.

Strange fish and flaming heavy water all poured out in an instant, flowing in all directions.

Half of the mountain bag was directly cut by this sword.

When Ning Tian opened his eyes again, the aftermath had already sent him back to the Moon Court Lake again.

It was just a random sword, but the two of them seemed to be about to completely shatter the Taoist temple.

It was a battle that he could not participate in.

The strength of the realm was insurmountable, and Ning Tian could only watch the two figures fighting in the sky.

Immediately after, another sword collided in the air.

The sword qi overflowed in Tianyan Mountain, like the day descending into the world.

The violent sword wave once again rushed towards Ning Tian's head, and his whole person flew upside down a few meters again, fainting to the ground.

In mid-air, Xuan Qing stared at Ning Tian, who had passed out in the distance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ning Tian was different from the others, as an innate spiritual root, he had also developed the Burning Yang True Qi to a perfect state, and he would be a person who would have the opportunity to truly ascend in the future.

Ning Tian still had a chance, but he was gone.

"Jiang Yongan, for the sake of a disciple, you have to work hard." A voice sounded slowly.

Xuanqing turned his head and saw a person stepping on the peach blossom branch, looking at him with a cruel smile.

"Zhao Taohua?" Xuan Qing frowned.

"Yo, you seem to recognize me." Zhao Taohua said with a smile, "Why bother with me, it's not a hassle to find a place to open a sect with the strength of your Mahayana period, you have to have trouble with the ruin god." ”

"When I started, my master said that I am the right path, and the right path cannot watch the people of the world be harmed by evil spirits." Xuanqing said, "If there is no moral justice in the world, it is a place of chaos." ”

"If no one in the Xuanmen of the world takes this as the foundation, then the Danjian Pavilion will be the last fire."

Zhao Taohua sighed helplessly, only to feel that her ears were calloused and irritable.

For hundreds of years, Danjian Pavilion has taken this as its purpose, what has it gained?

It's just that he is quite normal in the Six Divine Paths, if he changes to other madmen, how can he talk so much nonsense with Xuanqing?

"That's it, you're going to die anyway, so there's no need to talk nonsense." Zhao Taohua said.

"Dead?" Xuan Qing smiled, "Xuan Qing is not afraid of death. ”

He shook the long sword in his hand, and in an instant the sword shattered into pieces, and a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

This sword is his companion magic weapon, and it has long been one with him.

The sword is gone, the sword is dead!

"Zhao Taohua, this sword was originally prepared by me for the ruin god." Xuanqing said, "Let you taste it today." ”

Zhao Taohua's gaze changed, and she stared at the man holding the burning cloud, the latter's pupils were full of confusion, obviously unaware of what was about to happen.

And at this moment, Xuan Qing indifferently waved the hilt of the sword, and the shattered sword body flew away like a meteor.

Each fragment was as thick as a meteor, and bursts of sword light filled the entire Tianyan Mountain, as if someone had lit a sun here.

A sword is falling.

On this day, Tianyan Mountain was torn apart, and the river burst out of the ground, rushing into the river together.

A month later, Princess Nantang's carriage drove into the city of Tang'an.

……

The smell of blood began to fill Ning Tian's nostrils, and he coughed violently, and his whole person jumped up like a frightened bird.

At this moment, Tianyan Mountain seemed extremely quiet, only a few crows were still chirping.

As his memory gradually recovered, Ning Tian suddenly looked around and found several red-striped figures looking at him, their eyes full of vigilance.

These are the people who have eaten the fish, their consciousness clearly in a state of confusion, and now they are no different from beasts.

As for why he didn't dare to approach him, it probably had a credit for the big day and dark sky.

Poof!

The flying sword pierced their eardrums in an instant, and Ning Tian slowly stood up from the ground, looking at the Moon Ting Lake behind him.

In the moonlight, the lake glows with a strange red glow.

That's a trail of blood.

Ning Tian began to turn around and run back, the crow accompanying him, he ran through the jungle, and everywhere he saw was broken wood and blood.

When he returned to the temple again, all he saw was ruins and corpses.

He had seen every face, and they were all familiar.

Mazi Lao Dao, Uncle Xuanqing, Uncle Xuantong, Senior Brother Xu Yang, Senior Sister Baiyue......

He couldn't forget those faces.

But now those faces were stiff and pale, and they could no longer laugh.

"They're all dead!"

"They're all dead!"

The crow's cry sounded in his ears, and Ning Tian suddenly came back to his senses, picked up the stone and threw it at the crow.

He was as helpless as a child at the moment, venting his anger angrily, but to no avail.

After going around and around for so long, he thought he had found a place to live, but it was destroyed again.

"Why...... Dead? Ning Tian said dumbfoundedly.

He didn't seem to have come back to his senses, and his whole body was stiff.

Quack!

The crow's cry sounded again, and this time Ning Tian didn't pick up the stone on the ground again, but stood here in a daze, no longer moving, like a dead stone.

As the sun sets, time flies by, and those familiar smiling faces pass by his eyes again and again.

I don't know how long it has been, but his fingers trembled slightly.

A thought suddenly crossed his mind......

All of this was because of the corpse in the river, if it weren't for that thing, Danjian Pavilion would not have attracted the Six Divine Dao.

If he was still controlling the power of the Great Sun and Black Sky before, then now there is no need for this.

The six gods are immortal, and he can't sleep all night.

He's going to ...... Swallow the ruin god!

In this way, you can increase your own strength, and then completely defeat the Six Divine Paths.

Fuck the right way in the world.

Those who uphold the righteous path are dead, dead in the Taoist temples of Tianyan Mountain, and no one can even collect their corpses for them......

Ning Tian stood up and began to dig the pit with both hands.

There are more than 300 people in Danjian Pavilion, and all he can do is bury these people here.