The tiger's amber eyes were slightly erected, and his mouth opened wide, but a voice came out: "What other way is there now?" The only way is for you and me to break through again, and use the power of the Great Dao to kill and expel the six Huntian Sects who are the first to attack, and get a chance to breathe, and wait for the support in the door, otherwise..."

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The figure let out a long sigh: "I naturally know this truth! It's just that you and I are not the same? At this time, our hearts are in an obstacle, even if we are only one step away from the door, how can we be ruthless, retreat and cultivate, and break through the level? What's more, at our level, we don't even know how long a retreat will take. If it is a hundred years away, even if it is a person who has achieved the Dao, I am afraid that it will be too late for anything!"

The black tiger was silent for a moment, stretched its forelimbs, pulled its muscles, and then pressed down like a hill, prostrate on the ground, half-squinting, as if in deep thought.

A thin old man hurriedly walked in, didn't care about greeting everyone, and said directly: "I just got the news from the front line, one of the three Lidao elders of the Hun Tian Sect has already come, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for us..."

The figure suddenly got up from the chair, sat back with a somewhat ugly face, and asked a little abnormally, "Is this news... true?"

A trace of sadness flashed in the thin old man's eyes: "Absolutely true!" This is the news from the kid in Liancheng, in order to pass on this information, he has now been caught by the people of the Hun Tian Sect, stripped of his whole body, and hung in the middle of the enemy camp..."

"Lian Lao!" someone next to him said to be comforted.

The thin old man shook his head: "It's nothing, there are no eggs under the nest, although the child in Liancheng has sacrificed, but the message he passed back, don't let it down..."

After speaking, the thin old man turned around and walked towards the outside of the temple gate.

The figure on the seat let out a long sigh: "Prepare the best coffins for two!"

The person who wanted to comfort the thin old man hurriedly said, "You mean..."

"Lian Lao single-handedly led Liancheng big, and there was no hope of going further in this life, so he had already pinned all his thoughts on Liancheng. This time Liancheng was robbed, he may not be able to save Liancheng, but he also has to fight for his life and give Liancheng a good time with his own hands, so as not to make him suffer. It's just that even the old man can't come back!" between the two sides, a man dressed as a scribe said slowly.

"Okay, the Elder of the Heavenly Heaven Sect is about to arrive, what do you think?" the figure on the chair asked, interrupting the previous topic.

At this point in the war, there are countless parts of life and death, and it is really normal for the life that was fresh yesterday to turn into a corpse today. As the only elder-level figure here, although he still felt sorry for Lian Lao and his grandson Lian Cheng in his heart, he had to take care of the overall situation and suppress these emotions for the time being.

The scribe from before stood up and said, "Elder Lidao has been able to use the power of the Great Dao to unite heaven and man at all times, and he can't kill him with a war of attrition at all. What's more, many of the martial arts of the Huntian Heaven Sect have restrained our method of locking the Heavenly Gate, and rashly facing the battle is just a loss of manpower!"

There was silence in the hall.

An old man with a broken arm in a gray robe suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Why don't you let the old man go!" Although the old man is disabled, he has not lost his means, if he burns the spirit platform, he can also fight with the elder of the Heavenly Heaven Sect. ”

Hearing the gray-robed old man say this, everyone's expressions were gloomy.

The reason why the gray-robed old man broke his arm was that he was cut off by Su Tianhe, the supreme elder of the Hun Heaven Sect, with a sword when he was fighting at sea. At the severed arm, because there has been an unusually domineering and weird true qi, it is impossible to give birth to a new arm at all.

If there is no objection, then it is in favor.

The gray-robed old man at his peak, is a legend of the lock of heaven, he has never broken his life, but the road to breaking his life has come to an end, when he is dying, there is an obsession, unwilling to die out, he actually comprehended a trace of life and death, with the means of sealing death and locking life, locking his own life and death, forcibly surviving, and becoming a very special existence. But now, it will burn the spiritual platform and go to eternal silence.

"Old Chu is going here, leaving a name for eternity, sweeping away the remnants of the sky in the coming day, and sealing the sky to live up!" The person sitting on the chair finally walked down. The majestic body is like a small mountain, and under the fiery red skin, the muscles are raised high, obviously full of strong power.

The old man in gray smiled faintly: "I am a nameless person, why do I want to leave a name for eternity?

In a few words, it shows the arrogant nature of the former generation of Tianjiao.

"But ask for a bowl of hometown wine, practice for me, go all the way... and sing and fight!" The eyes of the old man in gray looked through the main hall to the distant hometown, where there were his most cherished memories and the people he wanted to protect, and it was precisely because of this that he gave up his life and forgot to die.

The sturdy figure nodded and said loudly: "Come on, search the whole city, find me the best Mingguang wine, I want to practice for Chu Lao, I wish him a smooth journey!"

A jar of wine was quickly served, and the earthen porcelain bowl containing translucent and semi-dark blue wine was carefully held by the tall figure and handed to the gray-clothed old man: "This is the earthen porcelain bowl from the Moon Lake, which is used to hold this bright light wine, but it is the best." ”

Slightly bitter, like a faint taste of nostalgia, the wine slid into the throat of the gray-clothed old man, and a trace of wine was stained with the placket of his beard.

Gently putting down the wine bowl, the gray-robed old man lifted his clothes and strode away.

"Once took Wuyue, I would also drink the sea. The blue sky is difficult to cover the eyes, and the thick soil does not hide the heart. Now he is gone, and he does not want to be a ghost soldier. The long wind is endless, carry me home. ”

The rough and sad singing came from afar, and there was silence in the hall.

The gray-robed old man whose cultivation is extraordinary, but his writing skills are not good, and the words and phrases in his singing are really not wonderful. But the feelings revealed made people can't help but feel a little chill in their hearts, and their noses are slightly sour.

Outside the city, the flames of war raged, and the blood turned into rain, dyeing everything in front of him bright red.

In the frenzied roar, billowing yellow smoke enveloped the entire heaven and earth, distorting everything.

The yellow smoke is over, the forest is white, the handle of the knife is rotten, and the halberd sinks into the sand.

With a loud explosion that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the great explosion that collapsed the void, and the brilliant white light bloomed out, just like the white lotus that bloomed in the midst of filth. The gorgeous white lotus tore everything apart, allowing the sunlight to shine through the clouds on the twisted and chaotic battlefield, so that the fallen corpses could still feel a trace of residual warmth.

There was silence in the hall.

The tall figure bowed its head slightly, then bowed deeply into the distance.

The people in the hall also turned around and bowed deeply.

A legend has fallen!

Burning his last brilliance, fighting for that moment for everyone.

There, in the place where the brilliant white lotus was in full bloom, the black sea of people spread to the end of the sight, and the army was overwhelming, and the momentum was overwhelming.

"Haha! Tuoba Lei! Hurry up and send him to death! Old man Chu is dead, and you are the only one in the entire Moon Studio, and there are still a few means. If you don't come out, as soon as the formation is broken, I will give the order to slaughter the city for three days, and no armor will be left!"

(To be continued.) )