With a slight wave of the robe, most of those blood-clothed people turned into ashes, and I saw him leap to the top of the Nine Heavens, and there seemed to be a flash of thunder in his eyes, and he said softly to the Huaiwang Mansion not far away: "Come to war!"

The soft words gradually grew louder, until finally they resounded in the sky like a heavenly sound.

"Okay, okay, this is Liu Peiran, this is the opponent I identify, if you want to fight, you will fight!" With the voice came the mastermind behind the scenes.

Liu Peiran was holding an immeasurable light, like a big sun hanging in the sky. The blood without clothes is a river of blood surging on the ground.

The world seemed to be divided, with a dazzling white sky on one side and a sea of blood on the other.

This is the duel between the top masters in the cultivation world, a Yuan Shen Zhenren can be regarded as the top existence in the Dachen cultivation world, and they are all characters who can start a sect and claim the ancestor.

At this time, there were two people who had cultivated the primordial gods at war, and it was definitely a rare spectacle for those who were cultivating.

Lu Yu was in no mood to pay attention to this battle at this time, for him, how to survive under these blood-clothed people was the first priority.

At this time, he had already made all the means, the huge protector god was guarding him, and the flying sword in his arms had turned into a ray of death and kept harvesting life.

Now Lu Yu can no longer consider the sequelae of using a flying sword, and he has only one thought, that is, to live.

The sword qi was rampant, and the blood-clothed people kept falling like wheat grass, but these people seemed to be endless, and one group after another rushed up madly after a group of dead people.

Lu Yu had already slashed to the point that his heart was numb, and he had no other thoughts in his heart, only mechanically swinging his sword forward.

At the same time, the battle in the sky continued, and Liu Peiran, who had turned into a god, suddenly transformed into a god, and all kinds of spells were at his fingertips, each of which was extremely powerful, the fire dragon was flying, and the sky was thundering.

However, the sea of blood without clothes was like a bottomless pit, no matter how many spells fell into it, it only set off waves of blood, but it couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

The blood without clothes and the river of blood merged into one, and the monstrous river of blood turned into a giant dragon and rushed towards Liu Peiran.

I saw Liu Peiran transform into a giant in the sky, wearing flames and thunder in his eyes.

The giant captured the dragon, and the blood river constantly polluted the body, but under the action of the flames, it could not hurt Liu Peiran's primordial spirit at all, but was burned and made a sizzling sound.

The two were at a stalemate, but as time passed, the giant's breath gradually weakened, and Liu Peiran's primordial spirit was overdrawn after all, but the rootless water could not last long, and now it is gradually powerless.

At the same time, Lu Yu has also reached the time of life and death at this time, the original huge protector god has become illusory at this time, and it seems that it will disappear in a few more clicks, and Lu Yu's face is also pale, and now he has overdrawn too much vitality, and he can't hold on anymore.

"Am I going to be here for?" Lu Yu asked himself, looking at the scene in front of him, which was already a little illusory and shaky, he knew that he had reached his limit, but he was so unwilling in his heart, he couldn't protect He Yinglian's brothers and sisters after all.

"No!" Lu Yu seemed to hear a terrible cry for the moment he was unconscious, which seemed to be made by He Yinglian, and then he lost consciousness.

He Yinglian looked at Lu Yu, who fell to the ground in order to protect their brother and sister, her heart was full of despair and anger.

At this moment, the hairpin on her head suddenly moved into the wind and turned into a cyan long sword.

The sword flew through the air with a turquoise glow, and landed in the hands of a very beautiful fairy.

This is a very beautiful fairy, the words of the country and the city are tailor-made for this kind of person, the eyebrows are like mountains, the eyes are like a clear spring, and the fluttering is like a dragon.

The fairy held the sword in his hand, glanced at He Yinglian lightly, turned his head and saw the two people in the battle, just this glance made the blood Wuyi cold, and looked at the fairy with a cold face in front of him.

"Biyou Fairy, aren't you feathering and ascending to the Immortal to go to Heaven?"

You must know that this is not an ordinary person, if you say that Da Chen Guo has been a genius in the cultivation world in the past few hundred years, this person is called the second, and I am afraid that no one dares to call it the first.

Suppressing an era, how many amazing and gorgeous cultivators are ashamed of themselves, and in just a hundred years, they have become immortals, and they have even won the edict of the heavenly court, and it has become a legend for a generation since then.

In response to the blood without clothes, it was a bright sword light, the sword light pierced the sky and pierced the blood river, cutting off the blood dragon and making the blood without clothes let out a cry of pain, just a sword made the invincible blood without clothes hit hard, and the name of Tianjiao can be seen.

At this moment, Blood Wuyi naturally knew that Wancheng was not a place to stay for a long time, and he turned into a river of blood and escaped without letting Biyou Fairy's second sword cut out.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, the sun reappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone involuntarily put down their weapons and couldn't help but cry when they looked at the scene in front of them that was like hell.

The once prosperous city of Wancheng has been reduced to ruins, and countless poor people have lost their lives in this disaster.

Liu Peiran looked at the life on the ground with great concern, and sighed involuntarily. Looking up at the already blue sky, he muttered to himself, "Master, senior brother, I'm going!"

The Yuan Shen turned into a fine grain of light and sprinkled it on Wancheng, the ground that was originally polluted by the Blood River was purified, and those who were contaminated with the Blood River and became weak were also nourished by this light, and unconsciously returned to normal, this was the last thing this Taoist did at the end of his life for this land where he had lived for many years.

Zhengyi Sect Heavenly Passage is sudden.

When everything in Wancheng fell to the ground, the distant capital of Da Chen.

Today, the great Chen Guoshi Tianyi real person is standing on a high platform.

This high platform is called picking stars, and it means that you can pick up the stars by hand, which shows that it is towering.

"Senior brother, I didn't expect you to go before me!" The indescribable sadness in the words, as a few people of this generation who take heaven as the Tao, are destined to become victims of this era.

"National teacher, but there is news from Wancheng?" Next to the national teacher stood a man in a dragon robe, with an old face but a glorious and luxurious style, who was the current lord of Da Chen.

"My junior brother Tiandao has already been martyred, I'm afraid Wancheng is the worst situation!" In fact, when they received the secret letter, they had already speculated several possible scenarios, but they just hoped to see if things could turn around.

Hearing the words of the national teacher, the lord of Da Chen stood firmly in place, without saying a word, the wind on the high platform swept the bodies of the two people, and the heaven and earth were solemn.

"Hahahaha, it seems that everyone thinks that the widow is old!" the lord of the country suddenly laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes, only a full of slaughter.

"Everything is up to the national teacher!" said after saying saluting Tianyi Zhenren.

Tianyi Zhenren sighed slightly when he saw this scene and said: "It seems that Your Majesty has made up your mind, and Lao Dao will give up this life to calculate the heavenly opportunity for Your Majesty, and I hope that Your Majesty will keep his promise. ”

"A widow will never break his word!"

Hearing the promise of the lord of the country, Tianyi Zhenren put aside the worries in his heart, and immediately ordered people to prepare what they needed.

After a while, there were several black flags standing on the stargazing platform in all directions, on which the Sun and Moon New City were drawn, and an altar was erected in the middle, on which the jade seal of the Great Chen Kingdom was placed.

Tianyi Zhenren stepped around the altar, and the black banner automatically and slowly stirred the qi without wind, and a mysterious aura emanated from the altar.

Suddenly, a whirlwind blew on the flat ground, breaking the flagpole and upsetting the altar. Tianyi Zhenren also stopped, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The real person staggered a few steps, slowly sat on the high platform and said to the long-awaited Lord Chen: "Fortunately, I have calculated a trace of genius, which tells Your Majesty that I hope to satisfy Your Majesty." ”

Then he poured out what he had gained, and after speaking, his breath became weaker and weaker, and he gradually lost his breath.

In the distance of the altar, a young Taoist priest in a Taoist robe ran over and said to the monarch: "Uncle Shi has been feathered, and he will take Uncle Shi's body back to Zhengyi, and from then on, Zhengyi will close the mountain for thirty years, and I hope Your Majesty will understand!"

"Tianyi Chang is thinking about me Da Chen, and his last wish will be followed!"

When the Taoist priest heard this, he picked up the body of the Qingyun Daoist and made a joke, then turned into a rainbow light and ran straight to the mountain gate of Zhengyi. Left Da Chen Guojun alone on the altar, only to see this emperor looking at the great rivers and mountains from afar, his eyes were full of murderous energy.

On the second day, everyone in Dachen knew that Dachen Guoshi Tianyi Zhenren, a fairy figure in the hearts of ordinary people, was feathered yesterday and the whole country mourned. And the emperor's recruitment order has also spread all over the world, and everyone is also curious about who will become the great Chen Guoshi after Tianyi Zhenren.

And in those places of cultivation that ordinary people can't reach, there is already a storm at this time, and all kinds of information are mixed in it.

"Tianyi has passed, which means that the Great Chen Kingdom has reached the time of the death of the country, and it is the time for the cultivators of my generation to go down the mountain to help the society to rebuild the world. ”

"That Zhengyi has taken the lead since he supported Da Chen, and there have been countless outstanding disciples in the past two hundred years, and now it is known as the first gate in the cultivation world, but this time Zhengyi has been out, and it is the time for us to show their talents. ”

Many cultivation sects have sent their own disciples to enter the world one after another to find the hidden dragon, ready to support the chosen people to compete for the world, and from then on share the luck of humanity as cultivation resources.

There are also people who want to take advantage of this opportunity to practice evil methods and sacrifice treasures, and for a while, the originally calm Dachen cultivation world has become turbulent, precisely because the catastrophe is about to start, and these cultivators are already difficult to calm down, unable to see the mind, and naturally calamities are full of disasters.