82_82324 A supernatural giant, showing an evil smile, has an evil charm that turns all beings upside down, this person is Ren Qianhiro. At this moment, the power of faith is in the body, he is the limit, and he feels the invincible power, how can he easily let go of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

With a quick step, Ren Qianxun trampled on the flood, staging a scene of a giant flowing water, and in the water and air, countless cultivators were ruthlessly crushed. The trampling of the limiters alone is not something they can resist.

The blood flashed, the long sword was in his hand, the sigh broke through the air, the heavy sword was empty, and Ren's Qianxun swung the sword and slashed.

At this moment, the spirit was high, and suddenly an invincible person was born. The swordsmanship is sharp, the heavy sword is unparalleled, and the limit of the limit's every move has reached the limit of the spirit world, which is enough to crush everything. No matter how strong the spirit world immortal array is, because the region where it is located, there is no immortal energy and strong people to preside, and it cannot show the divine power of the immortal family.

The immortal array is broken, and the blood sword enters!

Savagery is Ren Qianxun's consistent style. The blood sword brushed and blasted through the air, almost ignoring the prohibition of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and attacked quickly. In the middle of the night, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was destroyed, and the foundation and establishment of the Tairan Wangzong were fundamentally destroyed in this war.

The physical cultivation power couldn't sit still anymore, and there was a hint of moisture in the corners of his eyes. The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion carries tens of thousands of years of memory, and it can be said that with his cultivation life, all the exercises of refining the body originate from this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Human beings are emotional animals, and this body cultivation is not false. At this time, he had an impulse to fight to the death and gamble his life.

Leng Lingtian pulled up the arm of the body cultivation power, and the body cultivation power shook it off, and he pulled it up again. At this moment, Leng Lingtian could not feel at ease, he didn't want to lose his junior brother, but he was powerless to resist in the face of Ren Qianxun, and he had to rely on the last resort in the Rock Forbidden Land.

Leng Lingtian said coldly: "Do you want to die? ”

The body cultivator said dejectedly, "Senior brother." The Pavilion was destroyed. The hard work of generations, and the only memories of you and me are gone. After living for so long, all the people of the same generation died of old age, what do we have but memory. What's the point of living?"

Leng Lingtian shook his head and said, "Senior brother, I'm not afraid of death. But for the foundation of the Tairan Wangzong, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is gone, and it can be rebuilt, but if the Tairan is gone, the sect will be destroyed in the hands of you and me. This is the responsibility of the Supreme Elders. ”

The body cultivator roared disapprenously: "Senior brother, do you think that the Tairan Wang Sect can still exist? There is a rock, you and I can protect ourselves, but except for the Rock Forbidden Land, Ren Qianxun can occupy and destroy everything. ”

Saying that, the body cultivator took the immortal weapon gauntlet and resolutely walked out of the forbidden land. His steps were heavy, and his eyes were resolute between the mountains of the mountain gate, and there was a faint sad wave rippling in his eyes. The last battle of the eldest husband is sad and determined.

"It's too up, it's too up!" a cheer shouted from the disciples and elders of the Tairan Wang Sect. Elder Taishang, the power of the spirit realm is already their last hope.

"I'm coming. I'm here to come. The body cultivator can say with tears in his eyes. He entered the Dao with body refining, and with the help of Leng Lingtian, he was promoted to great power, and tens of thousands of years of time seemed to be waiting for this battle. A sense of fatalism arises spontaneously. The big husband has something to do and something not to do. He is the Taishang, how can he watch the sect's homeland be destroyed by others, even if he dies, he will not hesitate to die.

"Kill yourself. I admire your courage. Ren Qianxun said lightly that he was the limit, and he should have the demeanor of an invincible person. The difference between the powerful and the extreme will not be known to outsiders.

The body cultivator said mightily: "I have been dominating the world for tens of thousands of years, but as the Taishang of the Tairan Sect, I have no reason to escape, let alone kill myself." I can die in battle, but I can't kill myself. My dignity does not allow it, and neither will the disciples and elders behind me. ”

The words are sad, and the people are sad!

"I'm sorry. You and I have different positions. I was originally here to make an appointment, and I didn't do anyone else's business, but the so-called position pulled everyone in. You have to fight for your position, and I have to fight for mine. Ren Qianxun said lightly. The hundred-year covenant was originally a personal grudge, but it was Leng Lingtian's reliance on the sect that caused the Tairan Sect to be what it is today.

Ren Qianxun picked up the blood sword, the heavy sword had no edge, and he picked the stab away, this sword seemed to be slow and fast, as if it was fake and real. With just one sword, it pierced into the muscles of the body's great power.

"Sacrifice technique!"

The body cultivation power no longer cares about the gushing blood, the corners of his mouth are whispering, and the spell is urgent, this is his best method. Sacrificing the body, as the name suggests, gives up the physical body in exchange for strength, which is a type of forbidden art.

His body was crumbling, blurring, blurring, and coming to an end at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. Before the end, in the twilight, the last rays of sunlight reflect a sad scene.

Boom!

One punch out, this is the style of physical cultivation. The fist and the sword collided together, turning into four shots. Ren Qianxun was unmoved, urging the power, the blood sword bent, and a concussive force came out, shaking the body cultivation power back more than a dozen steps.

The fist shadow sword light, in the silence, this is a heavy battle. You came and went, but after a dozen moves, the body of the great body of the body collapsed, turned into a pool of blood, and fell in the mountain gate.

"Why bother?" Ren Qianxun muttered, unable to help but be stunned, but then his heart hardened again. He is already a butcher with bloody hands, and even if he is helpless, this is also a fact that will not change. But his conscience has not been extinguished, he has a goal, and on the way to chase, there is no escaping from fighting.

"It's too burishing!"

"It's too burishing!"

"Remember, our eternal Supreme Elder is arrogant. ”

The figures of Qi Shushu knelt down one by one, and at this moment, the disciples of the Tairan Wang Sect were all in silent mourning. Ao Wuji has won respect with his life, and how heavy his life is, how heavy this respect is.

"Give you three minutes of silence. Ren Qianxun waved his hand, and then colorful ripples appeared, the small world unfolded, and the army of hundreds of millions of cultivators in his body came to this mountain gate. People die, but the war continues.

"Fake!" roared, and a Tribulation Stage cultivator took the lead in attacking. It was in the midst of invective and grief that the war began again. Hundreds of millions of cultivators had an absolute advantage in terms of number and peak combat power, but they were not one-sided for a while.

Moving instantly, Ren Qianxun quickly came to the Rock Forbidden Land, how could he forget his purpose and kill Leng Lingtian. He still remembered the hundred-year covenant and Leng Lingtian's pursuit. Isn't it all for the sake of the moment?

"This seat Ren Qianxun, kissed Tairan Wang Zong, and went to the appointment to ask for advice. "A hundred years of time has come to an end in a flash, and he at this moment seems to coincide with a hundred years ago, who still remembers the familiar words?

Leng Lingtian sighed, the sin he had done had to end by himself, he was confident in the last resort. Because of the defeat of Dugu back then, he returned home. The last resort is called the Rock. The rock is an alien stone, and the cold forest is urging it, and it is the strength of the extreme in a short time. The extreme ones are already at the limit of the spirit world, and there is no distinction between them and inferior, so he thinks he is undefeated