The blood mist is flying, like a red rose turning into a star, dazzling!

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Divine Immortal Realms from around the Dao Martial Holy Land were powerful, and corpses were everywhere!

These sacred fairies are strong, strong and even win the existence of the Divine Immortal Fourth Transformation, the Divine Immortal Fifth Transformation, but in the face of the 'palm print' from the void, there is no semi-resistance, and there is no time to dodge.

Phew!Phew!Phew!Phew!

...

And almost in the surrounding dozen or so sacred fairylands, Qiang was rushed out by a burst of blood mist, and Zhong Chen's back "Thousand Lines Sword" also came out of the scabbard in time, and roared out, forming a dense "sword net" on his head. The sword net hung in the air, a fierce sword, full of the aura of destruction, as if it could burn everything, destroy everything!

The black robe on Zhong Chen's body bulged, his handsome and mysterious face tensed, and the Shengyuan in his body roared unreservedly, all of which combined his defensive skills with his defensive magic hand:

Sword Domination!

He received only a minor wound from the Hand of the Forest, which forced him to accept the power of the eight warriors next to him, but it consumed most of the holy money in his body.

Prosperity!!

The rumbling sound was blown down, but it was like the "palm print" of the cloud hanging above, and after killing more than a dozen powerful sacred fairylands, it fell on the "sword net" on the head of Zhongchen.

Boom, boom, boom! boom! boom!

...

Suddenly, a loud thunderous bang rang out.

But the palm print falls on the sword net, and the general power constantly destroys the sword net defense.

And the sword net is also constantly darkened under the bombardment of this power.

"No!!

And just when Zhong Chen seemed to notice something, his face changed greatly, and the palm print was finally destroyed by the sword net and fell on his body.

Although the sword net consumed most of the power of the palm print, the remaining power on the palm print was still vast and immense, falling on Zhong Chen's body and ruthlessly falling into the big valley with Zhong Chen.

Prosperity!!

Prosperity!!

...

With a loud and alarming bang, the whole valley seemed to shake, as if there had been a thunder tremor.

At the same time, the power of the palmprint has been exhausted.

Shhh

...

At this moment, a group of people, including "Cheng Yikai", returned to normal, and then gasped again.

People didn't show up, just a 'mudra' that killed more than a dozen Divine Wonderlands strong!

Even "Wulin Gaiden", which ranks 27th on the Extreme Saint List, and "The Holy Immortal Becomes Stronger", which ranks 7th, are like a dog with a local chicken.

They all know:

Only then did I know from the handprint that even if Zhong Chen died, he would definitely be seriously injured!

Shout!

It was like a gust of wind that alarmed Cheng Yikai and the others all over their bodies, and the next moment, there was one more person in their eyes.

It was an old man, wrapped in a black robe, tall and strong, with a bear's back on his back, and a plain-looking appearance, but his eyes were sharp.

Ever since he appeared, he had been standing there, motionless like a statue.

"It's ......"

Cheng Yikai used his sharp gaze to notice a blood-colored skull pattern embroidered on the chest of the old man's robe.

It's as if something terrible has happened.

"High Priest!

And on the faces of others who were afraid to look at Lao Rao, a respectful voice with a little uneasiness sounded.

It is the "Zhongchen", held up by palm prints, cast in the valley below, dragging a Rao's body into the air.

Today's Zhongchen is no longer the hero of the past, and he is gone.

After jumping into the air, Zhong Chen looked at the old man, and the color of fear and fear in his eyes was, "You...... You're here yourself. ”

Facing the old man, Zhong Chen also used an honorific title.

Even if that old man is very heavy!

He did not dare to show the slightest disrespect in front of the old man.

"If you can hold my hand, I'll spare your life today!"

However, in front of Zhong Chen's award, the old man who was called the "High Priest" by Zhong Chen could not see Zhong Chen at a glance at all, and after a cold buzzing sound, he was also driven out of the air.

"Thank you, High Priest. ”

Hearing this, Zhong Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

If the other party really wants to kill him, even if he has already stepped into the "seventh change of the Holy Spirit", he has no power to fight back.

After a while, the old man approached.

Seeing this, Cheng Yikai also hurriedly got out of the way, for fear of blocking Lao Rao's road and making the old man dissatisfied.

Lao Rao power, even him, is for it!

"High Priest...... It's him!"

Hearing Zhong Chen's "respectful call" to Lao Rao, Cheng Yikai's heart trembled, and he realized that his previous guess was correct:

This old man is the "high priest" of witchcraft!

It is also the first strong in martial arts!

The High Priest of the Art is a man who has entered into the existence of the ninth transformation of the Holy Spirit.

His ranking on the "Extreme Saint List" was only the first powerful 'Nie Wu' and another person in the current generation of Taowu Holy Land.

Ranked "third" in the list of holy poles, he was one of the few strong men who stood on the top of the Daowu Holy Land.

Hum!!!!!

Just like the sound of a knife, Cheng Yikai and Zhong Chen felt a flash in front of them.

But the old man swung and waved the knife in his hand, and then left a fierce 'crack' in the void, like a hole in the air.

Then he moved and disappeared into the void Zheng

"He... Is he in?!"

Seeing this scene, the people queuing outside were stunned, and they were all frightened by Lao Rao's "behavior".

At the same time, a few sober minds regained their senses, and they whispered, "Lord Zhongchen called that old man 'High Priest' just now? High Priest, in the territory of the Daowu Holy Land, seems to be a very rare name?"

"Zhong Chen used to be a wizard, and that person was very powerful...... Murphy...... Is it possible that Lord Mo Xuan is the high priest of magic?!"

"Lord?!"

"It should be him!" Apart from him, I really can't think of a few people who can kill more than a dozen Divine Immortals with one hand without showing up, and seriously injuring a Divine Fairy who is ranked 27th in the "Divine List" becomes the seventh strong!"

"Mo Xuan, the high priest of the arts, the first person in the arts...... the 'Extreme Saint List' is ranked 'third' strong, and one of the contemporary powerhouses of our Daowu Holy Land!

...

Wushuang Qiang is the ninth contemporary strong saint 'name' of Taowu Holy Land.

Only the strength of the Holy Spirit above the ninth change is worthy of this name!

After guessing Lao Rao's "identity", everyone present felt a burst of excitement, and at the same time had a wonderful feeling......

Whether or not the high priest of the wizard can enter the "trap" that seems to be left by the three-step fairy spirit unharmed.

According to rumors:

The power of the killing array in the "trap" even broke the defense super holy weapon of the "Infinity Bell" and destroyed the arm of the "Pessi Sea" protected by the "Infinity Bell"!

"I don't know, Lord Mo Xuan can return safely!"

"Of course! The adult Mo Xuan is not only the high priest of Wu, but also the strongest of Wu...... He is the only person in modern times who has realized the extreme defense of Tengwu City!"

"Tengwu Gate Zhenjiao Defense God is an ancient god, and it is also recognized as the first defense god of the Daowu Holy Land!" With the power of the gods, the defense of the high priest was no weaker than that of Pei Sihai, who had an infinite clock. ”

...

In these whispers, most people have a lot of faith in the high priest "Mo Xuan".

Even Cheng and Zhong are now curious:

Mo Xuan, can you come out alive?

Underground domains.

Suddenly, in the silence of the mountains, a thunderous shout sounded:

"Suri! wake up...... Wake up...... Wake up!!"

"I am your master...... Look closely, I'm your master, Sword Thirteen!!"

...

These cries are not only high, but even reveal a strong sense of anxiety, and anxiety also contains deep weakness.

Whoosh!

Accompanied by two howling winds, the figures of a vestibule and two backyards rose step by step, shuttling between the mountains.

However, the Rao in the back is much faster than the one in front.

After a while, the people in the back caught up with the people in front.

Standing in front was a middle-aged man, in a state of confusion, as if he had just gone through some kind of ordeal.

And the person behind him was a handsome and extraordinary young man, the sword eyebrow star aimed at him, it should be elegant, but now there was a towering demonic aura rising all over his body, and the demonic qi was very pure.

However, this kind of spirit is not something that ordinary 'magic' can have!

In addition, the young Rao eyes are red, cold and stern, and do not contain any feelings.

Yo!!!!!!

With a shock of young Rao's right hand, the chest of his three-foot green hands suddenly disappeared, leaving only a flash of sword whistling in the plate. Also known as 'Lin Feng' is not here, I didn't see the scene of a young man going to a middle-aged man's sword.

Otherwise, he must have freaked out!

Because of this, he not only knew these two people, but also knew that these two people were a pair of "master and apprentice".

A young man named Suri was his best friend when he was younger.

To this day, Lin Feng still clearly remembers the "past" between him and Su Rui:

He and Suri first met in Caiying, the iron city of Chixiao Kingdom, when they were teenagers.

Later, both of them passed the assessment of the talent camp and entered the "Shengwu Academy" in Chi Xiao Wangcheng and became students of the Shengwu Academy.

It was also at that time that the 'Su family' of the Red Kingdom in the imperial city wanted to kill him, and even threatened Su Li's close relatives with Su Li's life, so that Su Li should join forces with the outside world......

However, Suriname's previous friendship with him, unwilling to hurt him, ultimately did not choose to work for the tiger.

After leaving him a letter, Suri leaves the royal city and ruins his future!

At least, that's what Lin Feng thinks.

At that moment, he regarded Suri as his "best friend"!

Later, I met Suri during the Battle of Talents held in the Royal Greenwoods.

After the "Battle of Cai" in the Qinglin Empire, he and Su Rui obtained the qualification to participate in the "Wubi Dynasty" of the Han Dynasty in the Blackstone Empire.

In the process, the friendship between them also grows stronger and stronger, and it is indestructible!

After the conclusion of the Ten Dynasties Conference, many things happened.

At first, he had a bad time with the swordsmen in the place where Suri was, and later, when he went to meet Suri, he found that Suri had left the swordsman to his master.

He hasn't seen Suri since.

And Su Rui's master, the famous oar thirteen swords", is now Su Rui's middle-aged man!

Jian Thirteen, the second strongest man of the original Sword Gate, later left Lin Feng and the disheartened Su Rui together because he couldn't accept the "action" of the Sword Gate, and since then, he has been shocked.

...

As soon as Suri's hand moved, the sword rang,

Snow!

A slight voice was heard, and Sword Thirteen's body trembled violently before ceasing to form.

Then, with a low grunt, he finally turned to look at Suri.

At this time, a very thin blood mark also appeared on his throat.

The crack grew bigger and bigger, and finally a terrible scar was formed.

Deadly sword marks!

"You...... Your name is Suri...... You're a person... Mankind...... No... No...... Magical ......"

Blood gushed from his throat, and the sword, with the last of its strength, faced Suri with a cold face and bloody eyes.

Before he was done, he collapsed with his eyes closed.

Oddly enough:

When he died, a relieved smile appeared on his lips, as if he had died with a smile of satisfaction.

Before today, Sword Thirteen may not have dreamed of it:

He lived for half his life, and finally died at the hands of his disciple Suri!

Of course, judging by his expression before he died,

Before he died, not only did he not blame Suri, but left this world with a happy smile.

His "satisfaction" can only come from his long-time disciple Suri.

As for why he was happy, perhaps only he himself knew.

"I ...... Call...... Suri? I ...... Be...... Person...... Humans?"

Jian Thirteen closed his eyes and fell with a happy smile on his face, Su Rui seemed to be moved, and the blood in his eyes blurred a lot in an instant.

Then he held his head in his hands, his face contorted, his expression terrible, and his mouth kept muttering something.

It's like being tortured by something unforgiving.

As time passed, Suri's face twisted to the limit, her teeth cracked and bleeding, and the blood in her eyes disappeared completely.

When the bloody light in his eyes disappeared completely, the pure magic surging through him disappeared, and he seemed to change immediately, regaining his youthful and handsome talents.

"The hosts!

Suddenly, Suri screamed in pain, then walked down and knelt beside the sword.

His body trembled violently, and a great pain welled up in his heart, and two lines of clear tears fell.

He had a vague idea of what was going on.

However, at that time, his emotions were more controlled by that kind of violence and pure demonic energy, and it was difficult to control himself, so he could only watch his master being killed by himself

Listening to his master's last staccato words, he fell into a frenzy and struggled desperately......

In the end, he did everything he could to temporarily suppress the evil spirit and restore his mind temporarily.

"Master, you are waiting for your disciple at the door of death. The disciple will accompany you!"

He was vaguely aware that a violent, pure evil was about to break free, to control his emotions, to control his thoughts......

Suri didn't hesitate. He raised his hand, and the sword flashed out of his hand.

Yo!

Without a trace, the sword was drawn and fired back, stabbing himself in the heart with a "snap" before piercing through.