The two cold lines of blood and tears slowly flowed down, dripping on the land where the blood had not yet spread, which was particularly dazzling. Her soul, at this moment, seemed to be subjected to endless intense questioning. The scene of the killing in front of her was caused by her, and everything seemed to have become irreparable.

"I'm sorry!" Liu Jiani lowered her head, as if she had used the greatest strength of her body to support her will, and muttered these three words, repeatedly, word by word. Screams, smirking, and other chaotic sounds kept coming from her ears, irritating her eardrums.

In her body, the terrifying holy water of the River Styx had frozen Liu Jiani's entire dantian at this moment, and the demonic qi in the dantian seemed to have been completely solidified, unable to move for half a minute, no matter how hard Liu Jiani tried, it became useless, and her eyes were full of remorse and despair.

At this moment, Liu Jiani slowly raised her head, and in the blood mist in front of her, she seemed to see a white dress, revealing a slight smile at her. She knew it was an illusion, and he couldn't smile at her anymore because she was the Black Butterfly Heavenly Demon.

Bang bang bang......

The strong spatial distortion and concussive sound pierced all the illusions in Liu Jiani's mind, and directly in front of her, another Sword Sect disciple fell into the fierce methods of Qin Hong's divine envoy. The claws were sharp, and they grabbed it tightly, and in an instant, five blood-colored cracks appeared in the entire space, and they slashed through it extremely sharply.

Woohoo......

A burst of poisonous needles from the Blood Demon Weapon attacked, flying towards Qin Hong's divine envoy. Qin Hongshen glanced at the side of his face, and a contemptuous sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, and a violent wind swept up with a wave of his hand, and in an instant, it seemed to be an invisible palm grasp, and the poisonous needles covering the sky were instantly shocked into powder.

Although the blood demon weapon was extremely lethal, it was undoubtedly just an insignificant gadget to the powerhouses of the late stage of the Golden Immortal. Qin Hong's divine envoy's body slammed into the past, and with a single move, an incomparably powerful energy erupted, and in the blink of an eye, he killed several Sword Sect killers in front of him who were holding blood demon weapons, and they would kill with one move.

A burst of anger burst out from his eyes, the more he was in such a killing scene, the more condensed the demonic qi became, and Qin Hong's divine envoy and another peak powerhouse in the late stage of the Golden Immortal descended on the battlefield, all the way like a bamboo, bombarding the disciples of the Sword Sect camp with a thunderous momentum. A long howl of struggle rang out, and in an instant, a figure appeared in the air.

Xuanyi Jinxian, the sect master of the Xuanyue Sect, after getting rid of his opponent, directly faced the Qin Hong Divine Envoy, and the divine weapon in his hand burst out with incomparably bright light, and slammed into the Qin Hong Divine Envoy. In a flash of lightning, the big gong that Qin Hongshen was carrying flashed out, slashing through the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with the attack swung by the Xuanyi Golden Immortal, and a violent roar erupted.

The confrontation between the two did not need any words at all, and directly launched a life-and-death struggle. In today's Sword Sect camp, only Xuanyi Golden Immortal is barely in the realm of the late stage of Golden Immortal. At this moment, the powerful Qin Hong Divine Envoy began to be at a disadvantage in a very short period of time, completely relying on a tenacious hard work to confront Qin Hong's Divine Envoy.

And the other divine envoy who had already been put into the battlefield was jointly attacked by the two Supreme Elders of the Spear Sect, so that in the rest of the battle circles, the Sword Sect was even more in a dangerous situation, and the offensive of the Demon Gate became stronger and stronger, and both sides quickly lost their blood demon weapons, and the real swords and guns bombarded each other, killing and injuring countless people.

"Plough the sky!"

Suddenly, a mournful roar sounded on the battlefield, and the Litian Throne, one of the eight great thrones of the Sword Sect that had been lurking forward for the remnants of the Sword Sect, had been lurking forward. At this moment, he was trapped by a chain of immortals of the silver-clothed man, and then his head was cut off in an instant.

The Red Sword Throne was beside him, his voice roared as hard as he could, his eyes widened red, he waved the divine sword in his hand, and launched a crazy attack on the enemy in front of him, plowing the Heavenly Throne to death!

The Eight Great Thrones of the Sword Sect, although their strength is insignificant in the current power of the Sword Sect, no one can shake their position in the hearts of the disciples of the Sword Sect. During the darkest and most torturous hundred years of the Sword Sect, it was the Eight Great Thrones that led them to leave their homeland and lie dormant in the world, waiting for the moment to rebuild the Sword Sect.

"Kill! The disciples of the Sword Sect are not afraid of life and death!"

A crazy roar shook the earth, and in the face of the strength of the Demon Gate, the Sword Sect launched a crazy counterattack. No one took a step back, no one showed fear on their faces, only resolute eyes and murderous intent full of hatred.

Rumble!

An explosion suddenly occurred in the sky, and in an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the blood formed a mist that enveloped a piece of land. The Red Sword Throne chose to die with a silver-clothed man in front of him whose strength was far above him. It was this silver-clothed man who killed the Litian Venerable Throne with the Immortal Chain in his hand, and the Red Sword Venerable had a smile on his face before he blew himself up.

"Brother Litian, I avenge you. ”

The sound shook the sky, and the sound of wailing rang out.

"Eighth brother!" In the distance, the eyes of the Red Silk Throne were completely moist, and the brothers who had supported the Sword Sect for a hundred years together were leaving one by one at this moment, this feeling was a heart-rending pain, and at this moment, the Red Silk Throne felt as if his heart was crying blood.

"They're gone, they're gone without regrets!" Hong Tao muttered: "The Sword Sect's hundred years of dark days have been sustained, there's no reason why you can't survive today's pass!"

"The Sword Sect needs us, so we have no hesitation. What's the matter with death!I will still be a member of the Sword Sect in my next life!" Hong Tao suddenly burst out laughing, the sword qi in his body was spreading everywhere, and he raised the divine sword in his hand high, bursting out with a power far beyond his own realm, and his loud voice resounded: "The Sword Sect is immortal!"

The Sword Sect is immortal, and a word that shakes the entire Sword Sect valley, constantly echoing repeatedly, carrying the firm belief of a generation of Sword Sect people. Hong Tao's body seemed to have turned into a divine sword, and he directly rushed into the camp of the Demon Gate, frantically strangling the disciples of the Demon Gate.

In the end, under the siege of several Demon Gate powerhouses, he stopped his pace, laughed wildly, and a violent explosion sounded, and in the laughter, Hong Tao's throne was wiped out and died together, and his voice still echoed in everyone's minds. The inheritance of the Sword Sect comes from the soul, and the heart of fearlessness and courage is the foundation of the unquenchable flame of the Sword Sect.

"Second brother......" The red silk throne muttered, and at this moment he had become a tearful person, and after a strong tremor in his body, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and at this moment, the red silk throne's eyes also revealed a burst of death.

Sou!

At this moment, a sudden powerful attack roared behind the Red Silk Throne, and a figure on the side rushed forward, waving the divine sword in his hand, and directly slashed the silver-clothed man who sneaked into the Red Silk Throne.

"Cheer up!" As if bathed in blood, the Dust Throne roared wildly towards the Red Silk Throne: "The Sword Sect has not been destroyed, haven't you heard Hong Tao's words? The Sword Sect will never be destroyed! You have to watch with your own eyes and see how this group of demons falls! We want to avenge our dead brothers, do you want to see the cold corpses all over the ground when Liu Feng returns?"

The voice shook and exploded with a bang, and the body of the red silk throne shook, and immediately wiped away the tears in his eyes, and his eyes were filled with a cold crazy cold: "I want revenge!"

The frenzied battle continued, and almost no one in the entire battlefield was not stained with blood, but no one could tell whether the blood stains were their own, the enemy's, or the partners around them. The powerhouses of the Sword Sect and the ancient fierce beasts have all fallen one after another, and the Demon Gate has also paid a lot of price.

Even though the peak strength of the Demon Gate was firmly superior to that of the Sword Sect, it was miraculously not one-sided now. The Demon Slaying Alliance led by the Sword Sect, with the same heart, the strength accumulated in numbers, and the counterattack launched without fear of death made this group of people in the Demon Gate involuntarily shudder.

However, the gap in strength is not something that can really be made up for by desperate efforts, and after blocking it for a while, the advantages of the Demon Gate are still highlighted. In the battle circles everywhere, the powerhouses of the Sword Sect were all in danger, as if they were about to be bombarded at any time. Finally, a gap was forcefully opened.

Changchun Dao Chief, the head of Wudang at the level of Jin Immortal, under the strong bombardment of a divine envoy, Changchun Dao Chang spurted out a large mouthful of blood again and again, and his body flew out in defeat. However, the divine envoy had no intention of stopping his attack, and the big mace in his hand swung out sharply, as fast as lightning slashed towards the head of the Changchun Dao Chief. Blood splashed, and Changchun Dao Chang fell.

There was a desolate and bloody breath in the sky, and the icy wind swept through the valley, unable to sweep away the bloody breath. It was as if the entire battlefield was silent because everyone's hearts were frozen, and the next moment the crazy attack was still ongoing. After this divine envoy killed the Changchun Dao Chief, he directly pointed to the battle circle in another place with a big swing.

A ** place was broken, and the situation in the Sword Sect's camp took a sharp turn for the worse in an instant, and the tragic picture was reflected in the valley, and a roar of exhaustion resounded.

"Since you can't stop it, then let's die together, fight!"

"The flame of the Sword Sect will not be extinguished, the inheritance will not stop, and it will be immortal!"

With a crazy roar, the blood-red eyes widened wide, and the crazy and fierce momentum swept up, and the sword qi in the sky seemed to be frozen and contained an incomparably cold aura, and then it was furious, and finally counterattacked! Like a wounded lion, after licking its own wounds, it burst out with a terrifying roar that shook the mountains and forests.

The bloody picture is frozen in the sky under the scorching sun, and the long sword is sharp.