A majestic palace stands out in the middle of the water, dazzling in this lifeless underwater world. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info its body is crystal clear, clean and bright, constantly exudes a misty halo, the huge plaque in front of the temple door is written with three big characters of blue, water and palace.

When He Yang galloped all the way to the gate of this palace and stopped to look at it, he couldn't help but be fascinated by the scene in front of him.

"Could it be that this is the legendary Bishui Palace, the place where the Bibo Lake is hidden?"

After a brief period of consternation, He Yang's face immediately showed a look of surprise. was about to step into the Bishui Palace, after taking a step with his left foot, his right foot was hanging in the air but did not land, and He Yang suddenly paused there.

"Whoosh"

A Darkiron Flying Sword flew out of his hand and headed straight for the palace gate.

He Yang is not the kind of brainless person, since he entered this lake, he has passed all the way, and it can be said that he is killing everywhere, how can he enter so rashly.

The sword was like a rainbow, with a buzzing sound, and it was about to pierce into the palace gate, but unexpectedly, it stagnated three feet away, blocked by a resistance, and could no longer advance a bit. Immediately after that, the light at the palace gate was magnificent, extending outward dozens of zhang away. The flying sword was directly bounced away, and it happened to fall at He Yang's feet, and then broke inch by inch.

"If that's the case, this Bishui Palace is really not a good place!"

He Yang looked at the broken flying sword, and his heart was secretly speechless. My mind was racing, and I was thinking about how to deal with it.

At this moment, the others who had come with He Yang before came one after another, and they all stopped in front of the Bishui Palace.

Those bigwigs of various sects did not have any emotional fluctuations, but these young people who came here for the first time were extremely excited, and some of them even couldn't hold back the greed in their hearts, watching this majestic palace move, if it wasn't for someone around them to stop them, they would have already rushed up like a vicious wolf pounced.

What surprised He Yang was that Zhang Yuhua, Master Ye Zihua, Hongye, Song Qianxun, and Sang Lu, a total of five people, actually walked around strangely in front of the gate of the palace, and the steps of the five of them were the same, which fell in He Yang's eyes, making him feel a sense of confusion.

The five of them walked faster and faster, their figures sometimes blurred, sometimes clear. Everyone only saw a ray of light flowing back and forth, gradually forming a star map.

Each of the five people stood in a corner, looking indifferent. Suddenly, a beam of purple light shot out from the star map, heading straight towards He Yang and the others, who were stunned.

"Ahh

Liu Chuan of the Han Empire bore the brunt of the attack, being restrained by this beam of light, his body was unable to move for an instant, and he saw a pillar of blood rushing out from the top of Liu Chuan's head, only running towards the star map.

This scene caught the rest of the people off guard, and when they heard Liu Chuan's scream, everyone came back to their senses, and they scattered and fled in an instant.

is also an excellent disciple of the major forces, how can he not understand the cattiness at this time. This is clearly a blood sacrifice method that activates a certain formation or exchanges for a species medium at the cost of life.

Unexpectedly, he and the others were actually in their calculations, could it be that the young masters of the four major sects were originally a conspiracy at the beginning?

This thought filled everyone's hearts, and a bitter and incomprehensible meaning spread instantly.

The purple beam of light was as fast as lightning, shuttling back and forth beside everyone, and several people were hit by it one after another, and several pillars of blood burst out, adding new blood to the star map.

He Yang, Nangong Yifang, Wu Kaiyu, Tang Feiyu, Li Wen, and Song Hai of the Wuxian Sect joined forces together, no longer running, and worked together to fight against the purple beam.

The retreat has been blocked, and when life and death are at stake, they no longer retain their strength and resist with all their might.

At this moment, Zhang Yuhua's voice came: "You can't escape, as an outstanding disciple of the major sects, you should dedicate everything for the glory of the sect, including your lives, you should be proud of it!"

He Yang and the others were flushed, and they were struggling to support themselves under the pressure of the purple beam, and they had become the end of a strong crossbow.

Nangong Fang's eyes were red, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Zhang Yuhua's figure not far away and roared loudly: "Master, why is this? Could it be that the apprentice is also in your calculations? Do you really want the blood sacrifice of the apprentice in exchange for the so-called creation?"

Nangong Fang almost choked up and sobbed in the end, he didn't believe that the master, who had always been close to him like a father and cared for him, would finally bury his life with his own hands.

However, what made Nangong's side fall into the ice cellar was Zhang Yuhua's sentence "The kindness of Er, now we should repay each other, sacrifice our lives for righteousness, and the glory of You!"

"Hahaha...... Hahaha...... Glory...... Sacrifice your life for righteousness......"

Nangong Fang laughed three times, he was already disheartened at this moment, his voice was full of determination, he unconsciously gave up resistance, and knelt down towards Zhang Yuhua.

"Master is right, you are as kind to me as a mountain, like a reconstruction. One of my parents died when I was a child, and I lived a wandering life without clothes and food, and I thought that this would be my life in the future. I didn't expect that there was a providence in the underworld, you appeared, saying that I have a wonderful root, and you want to accept me as a disciple and take me into the Zhongshen Sect. Since then, under your care, one party has been steadily rising all the way and becoming the first young master to attract the attention of thousands of people, which was unimaginable before. Now, Master, if you have needs, one party should relieve Master's worries, and let me bow to Master three times here. ”

Nangong Fang kowtowed deeply to Zhang Yuhua, landed on his head, and made a loud sound.

"Plop, plop, plop. Three times in a row, the sound entered the ears.

Zhang Yuhua looked at the lonely figure of Nangong Fang, a trace of unbearability flashed in his heart, and he was soon replaced by cold arrogance.

Because Nangong's side suddenly gave up resistance, He Yang and the others suddenly felt the pressure doubled. Under the crisis, He Yang ran his best to fight the fate of the gold, and he barely resisted this decline.

"What are you going to do on the Nangong side? Don't be so stupid, let's go out alive together. ”

He Yang saw Nangong Fang who was getting up next to him open his arms, and a pillar of blood erupted from the top of his head, converging into the star map not far away, and he couldn't help but scream anxiously.

Nangong smiled happily at He Yang, and a flying sword shining with blue light flew out of his body, buzzed, and floated in front of He Yang.

"Xu Shui, it's my honor to meet you, I hate to see you late, but unfortunately this life has come to an end. If there is an afterlife, I will wave my sword with you in the world and ask the sky for wine. This medium-grade spirit sword is called Broken Cang, which I obtained by accident in the Holy Wind Ridge, and I once shared the glory and disgrace with me, and drank the blood of the enemy. Now it should be given to your hand, and I hope it will regain its glory!"

Nangong Fangfang's words disappeared, turning into a cloud of mist and merging into the star map, and suddenly the silent star map brightened a little.

The corners of He Yang's eyes were slightly moist, and a drop of blood dripped into the Broken Sky Sword in front of him, and the sword body cheered and held it in his hand.

He Yang slashed forward with his sword, and the purple beam of light shattered in an instant. A mouthful of blood spurted out of He Yang's mouth, and he was seriously injured and unbearable to fight again.

At this time, the remaining sect elders who blocked He Yang and the others came in an instant, and the body of Xie Leiting of the Middle God Sect was imprisoned by him and became a victim of the blood sacrifice. The rest of the people are also in danger and in danger.

The two black-clothed old men rushed towards He Yang one after the other......

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