"After I have the Blood Heavenly Sword, plus this Zhu Xian, it is just right, the sword is one, and the world is invincible!" Shen Dao Yuan looked greedily at the bloodthirsty and brutal Zhu Xian Four Swords, and the movements in his hands did not stop, and every time he had to send hundreds of prisoners to let the Zhu Xian Four Swords devour. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Shinto Yuan instantly has the spirit of the hero.,I can't wait to push the immortal Chaofan away.,Preside over the sacrifice in person.。

I don't know how far away the gods, Pan Siyuan and Lei Wanjun are similar, the four swords of Zhuxian are not only powerful, but also powerful and domineering, which is definitely a necessary weapon for killing people and picking up girls.

Xian Chaofan snorted coldly, and said secretly: "These three old guys are really greedy! You want to be greedy for the Dao soldiers of our clan, why shouldn't I? Who will kill the deer, let's wait and see!" While increasing the intensity of sacrifice, at least thousands of prisoners were thrown next to the four swords of Zhu Xian each time.

Although the three demi-saints shot together, it was still a huge project to sacrifice tens of thousands of prisoners. An hour later, only 100,000 prisoners had been sacrificed.

Duan Yue had already woken up, jumped into the air, watched the performance of those four people, and unexpectedly found that the White Bone Sword was busy shuttling through those White Bone Swords, refining the essence of the White Bone, improving his own quality, and evolving into the Imperial Soldier. "Come and help me again and again, I don't know how to thank you?" Duan Yue looked at the four people who were busy, and did not hesitate to feed the clansmen to the four swords of Zhu Xian, and he was really ruthless.

This sacrifice had a great impact, the four swords of Zhuxian were violent and bloodthirsty, and the air within a radius of thousands of miles was occupied by the four swords, shining with four-colored light. You can see it from a long distance. Naturally, it attracted the attention of some strong people. However, they didn't dare to come, after all, the surroundings had been blocked by the powerhouses of the four clans.

The residents of Xiaoyao Town looked at the four ten-thousand-foot-long swords in the sky, and the fairy mist was filled with them, and they were all a little dry mouth, dizzy and dizzy, and were frightened.

Far away in the west and north, there are strong people in the air to watch this sacrifice that has never been seen before, the scale is too large, and the number of sacrifices is nearly 40 million.

"Is a weapon really worth sacrificing so many masters? Not to mention that the weapon is not yours in the end, is it necessary to work so hard to make a wedding dress for someone? I am almost moved!" Duan Yue sat cross-legged in the air and said loudly.

When Pan Siyuan, Xian Chaofan, Shen Daoyuan, and Lei Wanjun heard this, they were almost angry, and they glared at him viciously one by one, eager to strangle him to death. Duan Yue hurriedly said: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, you can do whatever you like!" I just watched quietly here. ”

Immortal Chaofan snorted coldly and continued to sacrifice. Hundreds of people were blown up in one fell swoop, and the blood mist was sucked by the four swords. also glared at Duan Yue by the way, the meaning is obvious, if you are blind again, I will blow you up. Duan Yue laughed a few times and continued to watch, but he was very happy in his heart: "Are people outside the territory all good people?

Duan Yue carefully observed the expressions of the four old guys on the side, which was very subtle. Secretly pondered: "It seems that these four old guys all have ghosts in their hearts. It seems that without my hands, they will fight among themselves. It only takes a little trick to make them kill each other, so why not?"

The four old guys didn't know about Duan Yue's little conspiracy, they were busy sacrificing, and each of them had the spirit of the protagonist. It's a pity that the prisoners of the Immortal Clan are miserable, and almost every one of them has been blown up. In order to speed up, the four of them went all out and launched a frenzied killing of those prisoners.

How strong is the combat power of a true demi-saint? unless you step into that realm yourself, you really don't know. The Half-Saint is divided into nine heavens, and the types of Jindan are different, and the starting point is also different. Ordinary golden pills start from the first heaven and rush to the sky step by step, while the perfect golden pill starts from the fourth heaven and goes up step by step, and the immortal golden pill goes directly from the seventh heaven upwards, this world is so fair!

Duan Yue was now in the Half-Saint Seventh Heaven, completely above the four extraterritorial elders.

Those prisoners had no way to escape, so they could only be slaughtered by the four elders, and then the blood mist was absorbed by the four swords of the immortals.

With this method of slaughter, the sacrifice was suddenly quickened. The Pan clan Pan Si Yuan led the Pangu sword and the Pangu axe out of the altar and sacrificed tens of millions of Pan prisoners, while Lei Wanjun sacrificed the thunder sword and also sacrificed tens of millions of Lei prisoners.

After the sacrifice of tens of millions of flesh and blood, the five Dao soldiers are undergoing mysterious changes. Pan Siyuan, Lei Wanjun, Xian Chaofan, and Shen Dao Yuan nervously waited for the Dao soldiers to complete their evolution. Duan Yue, who was in the sky above the Loose Sect, was also waiting, and his plan needed the cooperation of those Dao soldiers.

Time has become very strange, and it feels like a long time after a second. While waiting, Duan Yue carefully observed the four of them, and found that they had quietly taken the weapons in their hands, and it seemed that they were about to do it. "It seems that I don't need to provoke at all, the four of them are too self-conscious. Duan Yue was also happy to be idle.

Lei Wanjun had a smile on his face, but that smile suddenly turned hideous, and the high imitation thunder sword in his hand stabbed directly at the Shen Dao Yuan beside him. Shen Dao Yuan snorted coldly, and in his hand was a high-imitation blood transformation heavenly sword, and with a bang, he used the blade to resist Lei Wanjun's sword. Lei Wanjun laughed fiercely, and with a click, a thunderbolt struck Shen Daoyuan's body. Shinto snorted and took a step back. The Pan Si Yuan in the back is a sword, going straight to the key point of Shendaoyuan. With a snort, Shinto was far in the sword, and his right lung was pierced. As soon as Pan Si Yuan spat out the true yuan, Shen Daoyuan's right lung exploded, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. In a trance, he was pierced through the heart by Lei Wanjun's sword and died completely.

The ambitious Shinto was far away, so he lost his life, and before he died, he was still thinking about the Taoist soldiers in the sky. The strong men of the Protoss who escorted the prisoners over were trapped, and before they could make a move, they had already lost. lost his backbone, so he could only leave with the young people of the town.

Now there are only three left: Lei Wanjun, Pan Siyuan, and Xian Chaofan, and they have become the three kingdoms, guarding each other. With the experience of the previous Shinto, all the powerhouses of the various clans gathered behind the elders of the various clans.

Pan Siyuan coughed dryly and said, "Brother Wan Jun, Brother Chaofan, now there are only three of us left. Although life and death may face each other at any time, Pan Siyuan still spoke as if the three of them were friends, and he was very polite. After a pause, he said: "Is it a scuffle together, or the three of us will make a move, and the battle will determine life and death, and no other clansmen will be implicated!"

Immortal Chaofan thought for a moment and said, "Then don't implicate the other clansmen, let them go first! ”

Lei Wanjun nodded.

Ten minutes later, the rest of the tribe was gone. There are only three old guys left.

Pan Si Yuan put away the imitation Pangu sword and took out an axe, which was exactly the same as the Pangu axe. With a low roar, his body was raised step by step, revealing his six-plate ancient body. At the same time, an axe is chopped out. With a bang, the void shattered, and a crack quickly headed towards Lei Wanjun. Lei Wanjun's face changed, and he was about to flash when he jumped. Suddenly, the immortal Chaofan on the side swept over with a sword. Lei Wanjun roared angrily, forcibly stopped his rising body, and moved a hundred meters sideways, dodging the attack of the two old foxes.

Duan Yue watched from the sidelines, relishing, because the realm was too low before, he couldn't understand the battle of these masters at all. Every move at least seals the way ahead, either hard to catch, or can only retreat, which is extremely dangerous.

Lei Wanjun slashed with the imitation of the thunder sword, and a bolt of lightning went straight to Pan Siyuan. Pan Siyuan was almost about to block with the big axe in his hand, and suddenly remembered that Shen Daoyuan had suffered a big loss in this move, and with a low roar, he broke through the void and fled. Lei Wanjun's attack had not stopped, like a dragon turning over, and another lightning bolt rushed towards Immortal Chaofan. In Xian Chaofan's hand was an imitation of the Zhuxian Sword, the whole person spun up like a spinning top that had been knocked away, and the dark golden sword qi was like a tornado, tearing the lightning apart, and the remaining momentum was unabated, rushing towards Lei Wanjun. Lei Wanjun's face changed, he jumped, and then moved thousands of meters horizontally, watching the tornado-like dark golden sword qi stir up the void.

Immortal Chaofan is in crisis at the moment. Just as he was attacking Lei Wanjun, Pan Siyuan, who was hiding in the void, waited for an opportunity to attack, and slashed at him with his head and face. With a roar, the other imitations of Zhu Xian were all unsheathed in three sonorous sounds, and with a sonorous sound, they blocked the big axe and strangled towards Pan Siyuan together.

Pan Siyuan roared and ran away in the void, but the three swords followed him unrelentingly, looking like they were not dying. Immortal Chaofan rushed over like lightning, and Lei Wanjun had already blocked Pan Siyuan over there, and he was attacked by the enemy on his back, so it was a good time to take his life. Pan Siyuan's face changed wildly, and he frantically attacked Lei Wanjun in front of him. But Lei Wanjun blocked his attack to the death, and the immortal transcendent attack arrived. With a bang, Pan Siyuan was blasted into the void, and blood spurted wildly. Just as he was about to leave, the imitation of the three swords of Zhu Xian blocked him. Seeing this, Immortal Chaofan threw away the imitation Zhuxian Sword in his hand, and instantly trapped Pan Siyuan. Pan Si Yuan was like a trapped beast, rushing left and right, but unfortunately he couldn't break through the blockade of the four swords. In the end, the four swords attacked, and with a buzz, Pan Siyuan's entire body trembled, and then his body scattered, becoming pieces of flesh that were chopped by the sword qi.

Seeing this, Lei Wanjun turned around and ran. It's a pity that he was still a step slower, and he was caught up by the imitation of Zhuxian, and he was about to step into the footsteps of Pan Siyuan. Lei Wanjun roared angrily, and the whole person suddenly merged with the human sword of the imitation of the thunder sword, like a flying immortal outside the sky, and stabbed towards the immortal Chao Extraordinary. This style had already touched the realm of time, and Immortal Chaofan watched the thunder sword continue to expand in his eyes, and with a thud, the thunder sword pierced into his heart, and then the whole person was shattered by the violent thunder and lightning.

In the field, only Lei Wanjun was left, but he was also at the end of the strong crossbow, and the last move was not at all something that the Half-Saint Realm could use, he instantly stimulated all his potential, and with the determination to die together, he issued such a big move. Lei Wanjun looked around, laughed three times, and then exploded with a bang, and died.

Duan Yue walked over step by step, put away those imitations, tore through the space, and threw them all into the void turbulence. Surrounded by the turbulence of the void, I don't know where to go.

"I'm the real winner! I've told you to take it easy, but unfortunately you just didn't listen, it's better now, it's all dead, and I'm done!" Duan Yue walked towards the martial arts arena step by step. By the time he arrived, the weapons were already back on the altar. Except for the True Dragon Sword, the other Dao soldiers were sacrificed tens of millions of lives. They couldn't digest it for a while, so they fed back to the Soul Sacrifice Stone*** All the weapons benefited together, even the Ruyi Stick, the Coiling Dragon Sword, and the White Bone Sword could be enjoyed. This time, there were 40 million sacrifices, and the energy that fed back made the sacrificial soul stones turn blood red, which was very weird. However, as the True Dragon Sword and other divine weapons that were not sacrificed were absorbed together, the blood red color was slowly fading.