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Kill!

Sou!

There was a bright light in the sky.

"Xiang Bei!"

The light fell, and it was the old man of Tianji.

He looked at Xiang Nan excitedly and said, "You are really frozen!"

But then, when the old man of Tianji saw that Xiang Nan's face was not good, he was in his heart: "What happened? Why is there such a big resentful spirit in the air?" ”

Xiang Nan had no table (情qíng), and said: "Where is the site of the Luoxue Sect." ”

"What the hell is going on?" The old man of Tianji hurriedly said: "What happened to the (Rirì) son I left, tell me quickly!Why did you go to the Falling Snow Sect?"

"It's too late for us to escape from the Falling Snow Sect these days, but you have to go to the mouth of the sheep and the tiger?"

Xiang Nan had a cold face and said, "The brothers of the Xingchen Guild were slaughtered by Duanmu, and Xiaohe was also captured back to the sect, I don't know if this matter is dead or alive." ”

"You want to kill the Falling Snow Sect?" The old man of Tianji was also very sad by this incident, but said: "They are all dead, do you still want to send them to death?"

"Falling Snow Sect, where is it. Xiang Nan's eyes were firm and unquestionable.

That day, the old man gritted his teeth: "That's it, it's time to settle this grievance, I'll go with you!"

Xiang Nan said: "You still have Miss Su Ran to take care of, if you die, then all the hard work of Su Hongtian's predecessors will be wasted." ”

"But ......" the old man still wanted to speak.

Xiang Nandao: "This is my personal grudge with Luoxue Sect, I will solve it myself, if I can live, I will get revenge, if I die, I will make a profit." ”

"You don't have to persuade me anymore, I have already made up my mind to kill the base camp of the Falling Snow Sect. ”

The old man of Tianji persuaded for a long time, but Xiang Nan was unmoved, and he was already determined.

The old man had no choice but to take out a map, pointed out the direction of the Falling Snow Sect, and said, "There are two roads that can be passed, and one needs to be detoured, which will take two or three days." ”

"The other way is to pass through the Canyon of the Dead, which was once an ancient battlefield, and the spirits are haunted and linger all year round, and it is very dangerous to pass through there. ”

Xiang Nan carried the sword of the dead on his back and said, "Senior, take care of Miss Su Ran, we will not change Qingshan, and there will be a period in the future." ”

After saying that, Xiang Nan turned into a strong light and soared into the sky.

Half a day later, Xiang Nan arrived at the vast Canyon of the Dead.

The terrain here is complex, with mountains, grasslands, rivers, and forests, and the whole area is located in a basin, which looks like a rift in the earth from high in the sky.

From ancient times to today, warriors and demon clans throughout the ages have carried out countless battles here in order to compete for the Steel Continent.

This place is full of anger, and the resentment does not go away all year round.

Xiang Nan carried the sword of the dead, and he walked through the grassland.

Everywhere he passed, the flowers and plants withered strangely, and in an instant they died one after another.

And a corpse that had been turned into dust for tens of thousands of years actually reunited and crawled out of the dirt that had just been **.

This is the true use of the Sword of the Dead!

Use the sword of the dead to absorb the vitality of all things in the world to revive the souls of the dead.

Instead of feeding the Sword of the Dead at the cost of depleting his own vitality as Xiang Nan once did.

In this way, Xiang Nan will not have to pay any price, and he will be able to revive the king.

It's just that the price paid by the world is huge, and the more dead the Sword of the Dead summons, the more vitality it absorbs from the earth and the trees.

Wherever you pass, you will die!

It's just that at this moment, Xiang Nan doesn't care about that at all, he only has the Falling Snow Sect in his eyes.

His whole person walked in the canyon of the dead, like the center of a circle, and around his (body shēn) body, there was a gray circular aura that continued to spread out, and the aura became bigger and bigger, engulfing the grassland and making it wither.

The aura engulfed the forest, let the forest decay, it swallowed the mountains, and let the green mountains and green waters turn into a gray and dead land.

A skeleton crawled up from the ground, holding a broken weapon, and silently followed behind Xiang Nan (身shēn).

The bones of a demon beast soared into the sky from the depths of the earth, circling around Xiang Nan endlessly.

One by one, the super masters who used to be powerful also came out of the dirt, and they all (body shēn) were entangled in the black qi of the necromancy, silently following Xiang Nan's back.

The Sword of the Dead still has a limit, it can't allow the undead to exert the abilities they should have before they were born.

Moreover, the older the dead beings, the less powerful they will be when they are resurrected.

Among these undead, there are even half-saint powerhouses who once swallowed the heavens and the earth, but now that they are walking behind Xiang Nan (身shēn), some of their realms are so low that they only have the Returning Yuan Realm, and some of them have reached the Heavens Realm.

But there are too many of them! Tens of thousands of undead monsters are hovering in the sky, and hundreds of thousands of undead are rumbling on the ground.

Xiang Nan walked at the front, his face was very cold, and behind him, he was followed by an army of undead!

That old man was never worried about Xiang Nan, and he had been following silently in the rear.

But the scene in front of him made the face of the old man of Tianji pale with fright.

From afar, a black aura rushed up to the sky, filling the heavens and the earth! Even the resentment rushed up to the sky, condensing into a huge black vortex that rotated counterclockwise in the sky!

"The end (日rì) ......" The old man of Tianji tilted his head slightly, and his pupils had contracted to the extreme.

The Sword of the Dead's endurance has reached its limit, and it must devour more life force in order to resurrect more undead.

And the Canyon of the Dead, which was already short of life, was completely emptied by Xiang Nan.

That Xiang Nan held the sword of the dead high, only to hear a dragon roar resounding through the nine heavens!

The undead ice dragon of creation rises to the sky!

......

Falling Snow Sect, Judgment Stand.

Today, it is the great retreat of the Luoxue Sect, and the other second-class and third-class sects have followed the Luoxue Sect to massacre civilians, and once the Luoxue Sect leaves, they will have no backers.

Therefore, the Luoxue Sect promised to take away hundreds of these second-class and third-class sects together.

On the judgment seat, Xiaohe has no face (情qíng) and is tied to a stone pillar.

In the audience, there were 150,000 sect disciples whose hands were stained with the blood of civilians and who had slaughtered hundreds of people with cruel hands.

These disciples of the Falling Snow Sect, the second-class, and third-rank sects are all ready to go.

That Duanmu stood on the judgment platform and shouted loudly: "Our sect of the Iron Continent does not allow the existence of any traitors!"

"Today, I want Xiaohe to wash the judgment seat in blood and wash away the shame she brought us!"

"When we establish our prestige, we will conquer the land of the country!"

"Roar!" 150,000 disciples raised their arms and shouted, and the cry resounded through the sky!

Everyone was very excited, they were looking forward to a better future, looking forward to the beautiful years when they could follow the Luoxue Sect and grow together and fight together in the north and south.

But at this moment, it was dark.

Everyone, including Duanmu, looked northwest in horror.

I saw that the day was covered, with countless pairs of black wings, flapping intensively in the air.

The beautiful iceberg where the Falling Snow Sect was located was also shrouded, and countless undead spirits climbed the entire mountain range.

Like strange spiders, the undead climbed flat against the wall, and some hung upside down on the pillar, like spiders crawling on the roof, making desperate sounds.

Roar!

A dragon roar resounded through the sky, and a frost dragon spewed cold air down from the sky!

On the back of the ice dragon, there stood a man with a cold face (yin yīn).

"Is that you?" Duanmu shuddered suddenly: "This can't be! You're dead! Why are you still alive! This can't be, it's absolutely impossible!"

Item...... Xiang Bei?" Xiaohe was also suddenly clever, and then shouted loudly.

Xiang Nan stood on the ice faucet and said to Na Xiaohe: "I have already admitted that you are my teammate, a good brother for one day, and a good brother for life." ”

"Xiaohe, you are not lonely, if someone ties you to the sword mountain, I will kill you on the knife mountain, if someone plunders you into the sea of fire, I will kill you into the sea of fire. ”

"Even if someone pulls you closer to hell, I will break into hell and drag you back!"

Na Xiaohe nodded desperately, and tears couldn't stop falling.

"You ......" Duanmu pointed at Xiang Nan and roared angrily: "Wow, you crooked boy, you can actually control the undead, how dare you claim to be a decent person." ”

"It turns out that you Southern Regions martial artists are this kind of goods, haha, hahahaha!

"With your evil state, you also have the face to accuse us!"

Many sect disciples were clamoring.

Xiang Nan waved his hand coldly and said, "Kill me." ”

"I want rivers of blood here, I want no grass to grow here. ”

"I want here, and there is no one who can stand on the ground alive!!"