"Boom—"

Black clouds overwhelmed the city, the clouds were dense, and the sky was suddenly overcast for thousands of miles.

All the creatures on the ground are prostrate on the ground, and they feel a great deal of pressure.

Rong Hui stood tall with a snow-bright flowing cloud, his robe fluttering in the wind, and the hunting wind swept up the sand and stones of Tianlong Peak.

The monk who cultivated in the Yuan Infant Realm looked at the sky with a solemn expression, and his face was terrified.

- There are monks to cross the catastrophe!

Everyone looked at Rong Hui and Tan Boxuan, who bowed down to her, and stood in line with Tan Boxuan.

Compared with the sword spirit faction that is in the same stream as the blood umbrella, the Ziwei sword faction is the orthodoxy of Qiongzhou.

The suspicious eyes of everyone turned into sharp swords and pierced into Rong Hui's flesh and blood, resentment, grief and anger, and irrepressible emotions surrounded her for a lifetime.

Wang Shi staggered a step, blocked the resentment of the monks in Qiongzhou in front of him, and handed his warm and reliable back to Rong Hui, "Everyone, I don't know why Qin Lie, who is holding a blood umbrella, called the fifth senior sister master.

Let's not mention that Qin Lie is the elder of Tianlong Peak, and he has only crossed paths with my fifth junior sister once, can the fifth junior sister send him.

Fellow Daoists, please look at Elder Qin's eyes, he is obviously accused by someone, and someone must have deliberately framed him in this matter. ”

Wang Shi's face was like sinking water, and the more chaotic the scene, the clearer his thinking became.

Instead of making fearless explanations.

It is better to guide the monks who don't know the truth to set their eyes on Qin Lie and let them ponder.

The inky black sky was split by thunder and lightning.

Tan Boxuan shouted loudly to stop the people who followed Wang Shi's train of thought and died, and said sharply: "Fellow Daoists, don't be fooled!"

The blood umbrella slaughtered hundreds of thousands of people in Qiongzhou that year, and it was brutal.

Qin Lie, as the master of the blood umbrella, had no reason at all, and it was normal for a vision to appear in his eyes.

The Sword Spirit Sect has expanded its territory in the past ten years, and the ambitions of the wolf are well known.

Although Wang Shi is from Qiongzhou, he has a deep blood feud with the Tongling Sect and has long intended to annex it.

They originally wanted to take down the Psychic Sect first, and then slowly try to figure it out to me in Qiongzhou.

The Sword Spirit Sect instructed Qin Lie to kill tens of thousands of Qiongzhou monks in the black mist, which was obvious to all.

This is their vicious trick of killing people with a knife!"

Tan Boxuan's handsome and elegant face was hideous, and coldness shot out from the purple demon pupils, and he urged urgently: "If it weren't for the Heavenly Dragon Peak Peak Lord Qin Yan to confess Qin Lie's identity by killing his relatives in righteousness, we would still be kept in the dark, the Sword Spirit Sect killed tens of thousands of innocent monks in my Qiongzhou, insidious and vicious snake and scorpion hearts, today my Ziwei Sword Sect will definitely do the right thing for Heaven and eliminate harm for the people!"

The Demon Cultivator Cloud rolled in the air, every thunder was like a death knell in his heart, he looked nervously at the gathered Demon Cloud, and the obsession of seizing the Law was so strong that it was about to split from his body, and he rushed towards Rong Hui regardless of it.

Tan Boxuan calculated the date of the tribulation, as long as he won the law phase to cleanse the ghost qi on his body, he was still an elder of the Ziwei Sword Sect admired by tens of thousands of people, under one person, above ten thousand people.

It's strange that Tianlong Peak, which is rich in spiritual energy, seems to have a few more spiritual veins, and the immortal qi continues to pour into his dantian, making Tan Boxuan's dantian bulge, as if he is pregnant.

Tan Boxuan took a deep breath, his bulging abdomen retracted and was unintentionally unintentional, and the excess spiritual power was moved into his blood veins, making him feel unbearable pain.

He couldn't suppress his cultivation!

The monks regarded the demon cloud on the sky as if it was attracted by Qin Lie, and they didn't think about other possibilities at all.

Tan Boxuan knew that he wouldn't last long.

If he suppressed the aura that surged into the dantian, he would either cross the catastrophe or blow up his body!

Rong Hui, who used the mountains and rivers to invoke the aura of the vision range of the wind and rain building, also knew that Tan Boxuan would not be able to hold on.

Tan Boxuan suppressed his cultivation for ten years for the sake of the Fa Xiang, and he only needed to hold on to it, and any result Rong Hui could accept.

"Aren't you coveting the Divine Dragon Law Phase?" Rong Hui turned sideways and showed his head, his eyes as black as ink were like an unfathomable abyss, full of danger, "This seat satisfies you." ”

Tan Boxuan looked at Rong Hui keenly, and he couldn't help but shudder at those eyes, and his heart fell, inexplicably frightened.

Wang Shi, who heard Rong Hui's voice, turned his head sideways and whispered, "Fifth Senior Sister, what are you satisfied with?"

Rong Hui said in a secret voice: "Senior brother, control these monks, don't fight." In a moment, you'll see what it means to be a soldier who surrenders without a fight. ”

Although he didn't know what Rong Hui meant by this, Wang Shi cooperated with Rong Hui without thinking.

Rong Hui wanted to support Tan Boxuan to death, so he couldn't give him any chance to release the spiritual power in his body.

Tan Boxuan knew what he meant, and he said impatiently: "What are you waiting for!"

The Sword Spirit Sect was seriously injured, rushed forward, and dismantled them to avenge the dead disciples!

Let the Sword Spirit Sect pay for the blood debt!"

The colic pain coming from his abdomen made Tan Boxuan's heart more and more irritable.

The monks of Qiongzhou looked at the Blue Sea Divine Dragon Law and the murderous sword formation that continuously provided spiritual power to Rong Hui and Wang Shi, and they were terrified.

Under the combined attack of the four Yuanying elders of the Ziwei Sword Sect, Rong Hui and Wang Shi were only seriously injured, and these little minions were killing themselves.

"The Sword Spirit Sect's insidious and vicious is a tumor in the Immortal Cultivation Realm!" A foundation building monk who didn't know whether to live or die jumped out and said fiercely: "You are greedy for life and afraid of death, and people are ashamed! Lao Tzu goes first!"

The first warrior fired.

The monks in Qiongzhou spoke to each other.

"If there is no Ziwei Sword Sect, I will be in danger of Qiongzhou!"

"The Sword Spirit Sect is immoral and incompetent, and it actually killed tens of thousands of Qiongzhou monks in my country, and the blood sea is unforgettable, kill them!"

"The Sword Spirit Sect has finally torn off their hypocritical faces, allowing them to taste the pain of losing their friends and family. ”

"We are all cultivators, I never thought that there would be such insidious and vicious scum in the immortal cultivation world as Rong Hui and Wang Shi, if I don't kill them, I will be angry, and take their heads to commemorate my innocent Taoist friends in Qiongzhou!"

Everyone roared loudly, swearing to fight with Rong Hui endlessly.

However, no one dared to take half a step closer to the sword formation.

Tan Boxuan roared in a low voice: "Waste of promises! Qin Yan!"

With him and the faint roar, Qin Yan, whose face was pale, suddenly appeared, and he was sitting in a wheelchair powered by spirit stones, and his lower body full of tentacles was covered by a blanket with shielding techniques.

A tentacle suddenly appeared, throwing the first warrior to speak into the sword formation.

"Grass your grandma!" The warrior was so frightened that he burst out: "Who the pushed me!!" His fleshy face contorted with fear.

As he approached the sword formation, the warrior smashed into the murderous sword formation with the determination to die.

"Bang!"

Rong Hui looked at the grinning monk with his teeth in pain, as cold as frost, "You want to kill me?"

The warrior's head shook like a rattle.

"Go and get out of the way, I won't do anything to you. Rong Hui warned in a low voice, "If there is murderous intent......"

Rong Hui stepped on the body of an old man like the dead Yuan Ying of the Ziwei Sword Sect.

"Click. ”

The hard leg bones turned into powder, and the bloody flesh exploded with a "bang" and bounced onto the warrior's face.

The warrior was so frightened that he was urinating, his eyes were thrust upward, and when he was about to faint, he listened to Dao Ronghui's death warning, "Faint to death, then you are really dead." ”

If he faints, Tan Boxuan will definitely make a big fuss.

"I..."The warrior hugged his weak and pitiful but burly self, "The fifth elder is true, kind and beautiful, you are a good person, woo woo woo, I won't faint, I won't faint when I die, I won't faint..."