Lianqin Zhenren, as a Yuanying monk, her feeling is not wrong at all.

Present, in addition to these Jindan monks, ten miles west of the altar, there is a huge force that is constantly expanding, climbing, the reason why it didn't move, but there is a kind of determination in the power that has been stabbing him, he doesn't know where this determination comes from, but there is no doubt that there must be a real sword cultivator in the air who is warning him, moving, is death.

Xuanyuan's actions in the sword vein were like fire, and the invasion was like fire; but in the final analysis, it was the middle and lower level witches who died, and the eleven upper witches were the biggest loss, but that's all; for the backbone of the grassland, the great witch at the Yuan Infant level, Xuanyuan Sword Cultivation still left a little leeway, although this margin was very embarrassing and embarrassing.

"I don't know which real person is coming from Xuanyuan? I heard that the real person fights the law, destroying the world and destroying the world, are we here, is it a little close?

Emperor Fu Jiang suggested that the body of a thousand daughters is not dangerous, and he is still a little apprehensive because he doesn't know much about Xiuzhen.

Lian Qin Zhenren smiled and said: "Your Majesty doesn't have to worry, I look at the people who come to Xuanyuan, all of them are internal sword cultivators, and I also know a few poor Daoists, all of them are Wen Guangfeng sword cultivators; “

Indeed, as Lian Qin said, the great witch Dan Bacuo is now in a dilemma, quietly far away, he believes that the opponent will not stay in trouble, from the opponent's remote stab, he can read the meaning of the sword cultivation, if he rises, he can't guarantee that hundreds of years of penance will not be lost.

They are all real people, but the differences, such as people drinking water, know whether they are warm or cold.

Martyrdom and death, protecting the clan and dying is not something that anyone can do, especially the opponent is so powerful that it is suffocating; it is not easy for anyone to come to this point, and there is no right or wrong difference between sacrificing one's life and seeking benevolence or retreating and forming a net.

The mournful shouts of the clansmen were faintly heard, and the flying swords were mixed in, but Ba Cuo could not suppress his anger and sorrow, and he only then understood what a stupid choice the clansmen had made, it was not wrong to collect the sacrifices of the hundred clans, it was not wrong to get involved in Hanguo, it was not wrong to provoke Xiaogushan, the fault was not to put forward conditions to Xuanyuan, and it was not wrong to provoke this ancient sect.

In return, he and his people, nearly thirty percent of the power of the steppe, will be buried in this strange pasture.

However, Bacuo has a clear mind, and he no longer entangles or retains it, and directly burns the power of the blood and soul, and once this urge begins, it cannot be stopped, and it will not die;

Even if you die, you must have the dignity of a steppe person.

A towering giant stood up in the west, connecting the heavens and the earth, and the huge body of a thousand zhang seemed to contain infinite power, which was also the law of heaven and earth, but in the Yuanying real person level of the great witch envoy, it carried the power of heaven and earth.

Around the altar of the camp, the steppe people let out a loud cheer, as if a turning point was imminent.

The giant jumped in the air and punched out, the space seemed to collapse, and the pressure on his face made the Immortal Slashing Sword Array begin to sway and shake.

"Why bother......

It was as if someone was sighing in his ear, and when the giant's momentum rose to the extreme and he swung his fist out,

The sky, one bright and one dark,

Time, sudden stop and beginning,

All things stop growing in an instant,

A flash of sword light, eternal, eternal......

The huge body of a thousand feet cracked, collapsed, and annihilated like a clay sculpture,

Above the giant body, a huge spatial vortex suddenly appeared, and he greedily swallowed the surging qi of the great witch before slowly disappearing.

"It's an elephant, he's already half-step Zhenjun!" Lian Qin Zhenren muttered a little distractedly, the moment she took out the sword, the instantaneous time and space changed, so that she lost her grasp of herself for a short time, such a swordsmanship, who can stop it?

Having lost the biggest battle, the resistance of the grassland people finally collapsed, and the problem was that Xuanyuan Sword Cultivator had never had the habit of keeping people under the sword.

Choji, the last witch on the grassland, his body has been pierced several times, his vitality is scattered, he does not fall, his eyes are wide open, blood and tears are flowing, and he roars loudly,

"Why?"

Wataru Zhen looked around left and right, and there was no opponent with enough weight, shook his head regretfully, and replied with a rare opening:

"I heard, didn't Xuanyuan say that the dead brother was lonely? Xuanyuan has always been compassionate and compassionate, you have such a brotherly feeling, Xuanyuan can't come back from the dead, so he has to send you down to reunite. ”

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The battle is over.

Zhemei Daoren turned around silently, ready to leave, but saw that Zuo Hu was still looking at the camp fixedly,

"Senior brother, it's time to go. ”

Zuo Hu Daoren reacted from his distraction, followed the pace of his senior brother, and came to a conclusion.

"Therefore, they are Xuanyuan, and we can only be Xiao Gushan!"

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In the distant northwest grassland, an ancient vicissitudes of divine consciousness swept northward with anger, but it was blocked by another divine consciousness and could not advance an inch.

"Shangluo, you just connived at the slaughter of my steppe sons like this?"

"Qusang Yundun, guard your grassland, this is the price of tolerating your grassland for three thousand years, even if it is an agreement, it should be obeyed, but your juniors seem to have forgotten this?"

"You and I can communicate beforehand without having to fight each other?"

"You should feel lucky, I have been guarding Shangluo for thousands of years, if my senior brother is here, your grassland has been wiped out, and even you will not be spared! As for communication, there has only been one way for my Xuanyuan to communicate with people for ten thousand years, sword!"

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"The madmen are back. Fang Ding Zhenren's face was helpless, as the person who was mainly responsible for Xuanyuan's foreign affairs, it made him very unhappy that such a big action was excluded, at the very least, he had to let them participate in the external sword lineage, didn't he?

Fang Liang Zhenren smiled faintly, why didn't he understand this junior brother's thoughts? But there were some things that still had to be said clearly.

"I went to see the Boundless True Monarch again today, and the reason for this is not just about me, Xuanyuan, a disciple of the Fusion Realm. ”

Fang Liang continued: "The grassland people have always had the ambition to go south all these years, all kinds of arrangements, all kinds of temptations, my Xuanyuan disciple killed a few of them is just an introduction; such an attempt must be stopped, this can be solved by persuasion?

Moreover, Xuanyuan has rarely conquered for hundreds of years, and many people have forgotten Xuanyuan's iron blood, otherwise there would not be the difficulty of the Nine Palaces Realm last time, and they have to find a chicken to kill, otherwise the monkeys will not be honest.

Don't worry about the affairs of the grassland, Shangluo Ancestor came out, he can only endure the grassland when he is angry, this time he ruined his strength by thirty percent, and it will take hundreds of years to recover.

Fang Ding nodded, this is a general sect, there is no doubt.

"In addition, Zheng Guoqixia faction," Fang Liang Zhenren instructed: "Although there is no rebellion, but there is a bad heart, explain it, starting from this year, the annual worship will be increased by a hundred times, and after three years, watch its behavior, don't forget to report this matter to Canglang Pavilion, don't say that I Xuanyuan is a big bully." ”