"Ren Qianxun is a madman in troubled times, I don't believe it!" Lan Ling'er said very seriously. [Ran^Text^Library] []

"Lan Daoyou, don't you know, not only does the time of the vision of heaven and earth coincide with him, but now Ren Qianxun is killing people everywhere?" said the Moren Ancestor.

"So what. Ren Daoyou's family was wiped out, and it was normal for him to kill some people for revenge. Lan Ling'er said disapprerovingly.

"If only it were revenge. Ren Qianxun began to slaughter the city as soon as he arrived on the African continent, and now the African continent is a dead continent, and ninety percent of the people died at the hands of Ren Qianhiro, a madman in troubled times. The Moren Ancestor gritted his teeth and said, eager to swallow Ren Qianxun alive.

"Is this true?" Lan Ling'er asked, standing up on the palace master's throne.

"It's true!" said the Moren Ancestor without hesitation. Lan Ling'er still looked at the Yellow Ancestor in disbelief. Seeing this, the Yellow Man Ancestor nodded heavily.

Seeing that the two of them looked so serious, Lan Ling'er pondered for a moment and said, "Two fellow Daoists, I will go with you to see Ren Qianxun." I'll convince him to stop killing. ”

"What if he doesn't listen to our advice?" said the Ink Ancestor with some dissatisfaction with Lan Ling'er's attitude.

"Lan Daoyou. Ren Qianxun and you and I are both yellow people, and he has made great contributions to resisting the Sea Clan. But he's already a murderer at this point, and I hope you can have your rightful position. The Yellow Ancestor sighed.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's go see Ren Qianxun. Lan Ling'er said lightly.

After finishing speaking, Lan Ling'er summoned the Nine Palace Sword and shot out a spiritual power, the Nine Palace Sword skyrocketed and quickly turned into a giant sword, she jumped up and flew away as a sword light. The Ink Ancestor and the Yellow Ancestor also turned into a light and fled, but the speed was a step slower than that of the Spirit Weapon Flying Sword.

In just half an hour, the three of them entered the Americas, looking for Ren Qianxun's traces.

Africa is the stronghold of the Ink people, but there are also many Inks living in the Americas. Although Ren Qianxun was controlled by evil qi at this time, his hatred for the ink people was already in his bones. Because the extermination case of the Ren clan was carried out by the three great venerables of the ink race, the twelve evil leaders. So Africa was slaughtered, and Ren Qianhiro, who was controlled by evil spirits, flew to the Americas to continue the massacre.

"Lan Daoyou, there is blood and light, Ren Qianxun must be there. The Ink Ancestor exclaimed as he pointed in the direction thousands of miles away.

"Ren Qianxun is not there, you can see at a glance, it is only a few miles away in a moment. "The Yellow Ancestor said.

Lan Ling'er was silent when she heard this, did not speak, and continued to urge the spirit weapon Nine Palace Sword, turning into a sword light and flying away, the speed was much faster than before. The Mo Ancestor and the Yellow Ancestor were quite envious, Lan Ling'er's spiritual weapon Nine Palace Sword. Because with a spiritual weapon in hand, both attack and speed can be greatly increased.

Lan Ling'er was the first to come here, she looked down at the sky from a thousand feet, and a figure that was both familiar and unfamiliar came into her eyes. "Ren Daoyou, is that you?" she shouted to the figure as she landed.

The black robe was rolling, the white hair was fluttering, the sea of blood was surging, and a strange man* was slaughtering in the boundless sea of blood.

After a few breaths, Lan Ling'er landed on the ground, her figure flashed, and she came to the opposite side of Ren Qianxun, blocking his way, and said, "Ren Daoyou, it's me, Lan Ling'er." ”

"Roar, roar, roar!" At this time, his mind was controlled, and Ren Qianxun could only let out a beast-like roar instinctively, ignoring Lan Ling'er. Pedaling, pedaling, he stepped quickly, bypassed Lan Ling'er, controlled the sea of blood, and continued to kill. Human life, in his eyes, is like a straw, not worthless, but as weak as a straw.

Lan Ling'er's figure continued to move at a high speed, and came to the opposite side of Ren Qianxun again, raising the Nine Palace Sword and said, "Ren Daoyou, your revenge is understandable, why do you want to kill innocents indiscriminately? It's a pity how naïve it is to reason with a person who has lost his mind and lost himself.

At this moment, the Ink Ancestor and the Yellow Ancestor also came here, landed quickly, and stood beside Lan Ling'er, looking ahead vigilantly. Because the man in front of him is called Ren Qianxun, even if he has lost his mind, because he is the first person in the world.

"Lan Daoyou, I didn't lie to you with the Yellow Ancestor. Moren Ancestor said. "Ren Qianxun, a murderous maniac, slaughtered the Africa where my Mexicans have lived for generations, and now he has come to the Americas to massacre, I will not kill him, and I will not be a man. ”

"If you Mo people don't do anything to destroy the sect, how can he slaughter your Mo people. Lan Ling'er said coldly.

"You...... I destroyed his Ren family, it is the decree of heaven. I am doing the right thing for heaven. The Ink Ancestor said with some annoyance. In fact, he also has a little reason in his heart, after all, it is not a glorious thing to destroy the door.

"What a way to do for heaven. Lan Ling'er snorted coldly and said disapprelicly.

"Don't argue with each other. The Yellow Ancestor stopped the quarrel between the two and said, "The top priority now is to stop Ren Qianxun from killing. The homicidal maniac is not terrible, but the number one murderer in the world is terrifying. ”

"I'll tell Ren Qianhiro to stop killing. Lan Ling'er glanced at the two of them and said. Before the words fell, she moved towards Ren Qianxun at high speed, and when she came to a close place, the Nine Palace Sword in her hand changed, and said, "The sword is like a mountain!" This is a superb sword move that does not belong to the Nine Palace Sword Technique.

In just one breath, there were countless earthy yellow sword qi gushing out, forming a mountain of sword qi that was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, towering and rugged, and the sword qi hill was shining brightly, falling at a high speed with the momentum of thunder, and it was obvious that Ren Qianxun was going to be pressed under the sword qi mountain.

"Roar! roar!" Ren Qianxun roared, his sword intent gushed out, and the killing sword intent actually reached the realm of five springs in a short period of time, and the sentient sword intent was still the realm of two springs. The two sword intents circled together, soaring into the sky, almost to the extreme, a blood-colored sword flashed, and one in the face, splitting the sword qi mountain in half. Ren Qianxun stomped his feet, relying on the strength of his strong body, bouncing up, and the golden fists of his eighteen hands were hammered towards Lan Ling'er at the same time.

Lan Ling'er's face changed greatly, she didn't expect that Ren Qianxun's two sword intents combined, they actually had the level of seven springs, and her own ruthless sword intent was only at the level of five springs, and she was no longer as good as Ren Qianxun in terms of sword intent.

"Change!" Lan Ling'er hurriedly infused spiritual power into the spirit weapon Nine Palace Sword, and suddenly the Nine Palace Sword turned into a giant sword several zhang long and half a zhang wide, standing in front of him, covering his entire body.

Bang!

Ren Qianxun's eighteen hands, continuous hammering, incredibly fast speed, others can only see dozens of fists constantly bombarding. After a few breaths, Ren Qianxun couldn't attack for a long time, and he didn't have any tricks to raise the blood sword high, but just infused spiritual power and slashed with all his strength. Suffering from gravity, Lan Ling'er and her Nine Palace Sword flew out upside down.

"This blood sword looks like the aura has evolved into a medium-grade spiritual weapon. Lan Ling'er muttered. At this moment, she has no advantage over weapons