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Thunder Sword Mountains.

Demonic clouds cover the sun, and darkness dominates the entire sky.

In front of the desolate mountain range, a hundred-zhang high purple boulder stands, engraved with two ancient characters of thunder sword, the ancient sword intent fills the void, but it can't disperse the cloudy sky.

In all directions of this purple boulder, the blue light is shining, it is a blue-armored soldier, or holding a halberd, or holding a sword, dense, and there is no end in sight. At this moment, the eyes of these many soldiers were contemplative, some of them were covered in blood, some had broken arms, some had broken kneecaps, and some had blood in their eyes, and they were blinded by stabbing eyes.

The blood and qi rushed into the sky, hundreds of thousands of soldiers gathered, and the majestic blood and qi converged into a thick essence wolf smoke like a pillar of heaven, as if a real dragon was coming to the world, and like a heavenly tiger entrenched, but the top of the sky dome was dense with black clouds, like a huge evil dragon overlooking the earth, eyeing the tiger.

"Damn, damn the demon clan, my eldest brother, my younger brother, all dead!"

"Without a little compassion, is this heart made of iron? I hate, I want revenge, even if I die in battle, it is only a rotten life!"

"Kill, kill!"

This is a few Terran centurions who are almost soaked in blood, they are full of demon blood, and they also have their own blood, all of them are red-eyed, besieged for March, this is a kind of torment, watching the relatives around them die in battle, even if the blood is separated by many generations, there is also a kind of warmth that blood is thicker than water.

Eighteen miles away.

The demonic spirit was surging, and the demon clan warriors were stationed in a few miles away, huge elephant demons, and hideous wolf demons. Foxy cat demon. A sturdy tiger demon. Ninety out of nine still maintain the original beast form, but the human body stands up, although it has the form of a human being, but it is not able to inherit human nature.

A huge bonfire burned, and the demons roared, and on it tumbled a bloody beast, the desolate beast they had hunted, though similar in shape. But they are two races, and their paths are different.

In addition, in some central places, in front of the venerable demon clan commander, the captain of the ten thousand masters, on the roaring bonfire, there was a roast of immature little bodies, allowing their sleek and weak bodies to continue to twitch, twist, and finally drip grease. The crisp and poignant scream made the eyes of many demon clans brighter and brighter, and the corners of their mouths flashed with cruel smiles.

A mile away, there was a roar. Mixed with screams of pain, many voices blended, like a giant hammer, smashing into the hearts of every Thunder Sword Clan.

"I just want to die!"

A mile away, a Terran soldier roared, his eyes were bloody and tearful, one of his legs was crippled, but he still dragged the sword that had been cut off in half, and rushed towards the demon clan warrior who was full of bonfires.

"Come back!"

The Thunder Sword Clan Leader's eyes were split, and he wanted to hold him back, but the soldier's blood was burning, like a ball of fire, and his speed was several times higher than usual, and he couldn't stop him after all.

Boom!

A punch fell on the dark red blood mud, this Wu Chang almost gritted his teeth, even if he stopped it, he couldn't live, his body was burned out, and Shou Yuan reached the end, this was a fatal blow.

There is no suspense, this celebrity Terran soldier was smashed apart by a black war hammer that fell from the sky, a man high, bones and blood flew all over the place, countless Thunder Sword Clan soldiers were red-eyed, but they were pulled by the clansmen around them, although they pulled the people around them, but these Thunder Sword Clansmen also bit their lips, allowing their teeth to pierce the corners of their lips, and they didn't say a word.

"Ha Luha, the dwarves of the Thunder Sword Clan, come on, Master Xiong will break your necks. ”

"The blood of the human race is a nostalgic taste. ”

A mile away, countless demon clan leaders laughed, but they did not go over, compared to the people of the Thunder Sword Clan, the demon soldiers were calm and relaxed, obviously restrained.

A few miles away, the two demon clan commanders sneered, these are two lion demons, all blue and black, have begun to take on human form, but their bodies are still covered with thick hair, their bodies are demonic, and there are still bloody flesh threads on their yellowed teeth.

"Wait for another day and a half, the big demon lord will arrive, and at that time, my two million demon masters and four town soldiers will join forces, and the Thunder Sword Clan will only be two powerful people in the world, one old and one disabled, and it will be difficult to escape death. ”

"How many years have passed, and my demon clan will once again open a heavenly soldier road. ”

"It's a pity that the Heavenly Path has an extreme, and the Heavenly Soldier level can only withstand the combat power of the Town Soldier level, and only by thoroughly penetrating and forming an eternal passage can it withstand the passage of the stronger. ”

"Half a year, another half a year, after holding it for a year, this is another eternal heavenly path of my demon clan. ”

......

The central place of the Demon Warriors.

This is a verdant high mountain, the peaks are majestic, the ancient trees are blue, the old vines are like dragons, and they fall down the cliffs one by one.

On the top of the mountain, a middle-aged man was carrying a purple sword with a gloomy gaze, and behind him, a young man had a complicated gaze, sometimes looking into the distance, where it was the direction of the Thunder Sword Mountain Range.

"Qingsheng, the road is chosen by yourself, and only by cutting off the past can you have a future. ”

The middle-aged man turned around, who was it not the three leaders of the Thunder Sword Clan, Jian Qingyun, in front of him, it was his only son Jian Qingsheng.

"Father, I'm just wondering when I'll be able to kill their father and son with my own hands. Jian Qingsheng chuckled, a little cold glint flashing in his complicated eyes.

Jian Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: " Qingsheng, you don't have to worry, in the past in the Thunder Sword Clan to prevent accidents, I have not done it, our vein, in fact, has always had half of the demon bloodline in the body, the ancestor of the demon clan who passed down our vein, back then was a commander-level powerhouse, and his combat power was peerless, but after a few tosses, he was stranded in this Thunder Sword Clan, in order to one day be able to cooperate with the outside and open the road of heavenly soldiers, and now I have inspired your demon blood, and a body of cultivation is not only recovered, but also through several catastrophes, which can be condensed into the high-grade war soul, promoted to the Soul Melting Seventh Heaven, the sword thunder has four demon lords to deal with, as for the sword shocking, even if there is a Beixue general training, what can it beIn less than two years, it is easy for my son to slaughter him. ”

"I'm afraid he won't come back. Jian Qingsheng nodded, his eyes full of murder, "I didn't be able to bury him last time, this time I will personally send him on the road." ”

Jian Qingyun's eyes showed a look of satisfaction, and said: "Qingsheng, your blood is purer than mine, condense the high-grade battle soul, and give you a hundred years, that is, to comprehend life and death, and to promote to the realm, you must understand that your road is more than this, there is a broader world waiting for you." ”

As he spoke, the father and son looked at each other, and they both laughed loudly.

......

In the depths of the Thunder Sword Mountain Range, in an empty valley, a purple-robed middle-aged man stepped on the seven stars, each foot shattered the void, and a spatial barrier appeared, and the silver-white divine light flickered, leaving mysterious lines on the earth.

In the valley, there are eleven people, ten of them have a mellow breath, communicating heaven and earth, and they are ten powerhouses of the Soul Melting Realm, and one person is an old man, who looks like he is in twilight, his face is wrinkled, his body is thin, and his eyes are also turbid, as if he will go west at any time.

The purple-robed middle-aged man is the patriarch of the Thunder Sword Clan, ten people, and the only ten remaining Soul Melting Realm leaders, as for the old man, he is the previous patriarch of the clan who has been sitting in the death pass for many years, and he has forcibly broken the death pass when he was dying, and now it looks dull, it is really time is running out, whether it is the physical spirit, it is already in decline.

Ten breaths later, the sword thunder stopped, his brows frowned slightly, the ground under his feet, a hundred zhang in circumference, eight or nine times out of ten has been covered by silver-white formations, only the last few places remain, it is always difficult to penetrate.

"Patriarch, this Void Formation ......," Jian Wufu hesitated.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Jian Thunder shook his head, and said: "No, this formation involves space, although it is only a Xuan-level formation, if there is a Void Stone, it is fine, if there is no Void Stone, only by stepping foot in the realm of the world, can you forcibly imprint the space pattern and conclude the formation, but after all, it is not as good as the Void Stone swallowing the essence of heaven and earth in the space cracks, and the spatial breath accumulated after countless years." ”

Several commanders glanced at each other, their eyes were red, and the sword sighed in vain, at the beginning, that person quietly took away the only few remaining void stones in the clan's military department.

"Still can't do it?" In the corner of the valley, the old patriarch's voice was low and a little hoarse, "My Thunder Sword Clan has been established for thousands of years, is it really about to come to an end?"

Jian Thunder's eyes were heavy, and he had been controlling his emotions and six desires for many years, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritable at this moment.

......

At this moment, outside the valley, the void was slightly distorted, and four figures appeared on the earth, and the sword shocked the sky and took a deep breath, feeling the familiar smell in the air, and sighed in his heart, finally back. (Ask for recommended votes, ask for subscription!) (To be continued......)