In the early morning of the next day, the morning sun was rising, and the red and bloody sunlight sprinkled the entire dilapidated Vientiane Sect, as if to indicate that a shocking bloody battle was about to begin. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

From the top of the five immortal peaks occupied by the Underworld Blood Sect, a large number of monks began to pour out, they were covered in blood, wearing masks, and in their bare eyes, there was a desire to kill, and the disciples of the Underworld Blood Sect at this moment seemed to be a group of violent beasts who only knew how to kill.

The Demon Ancestor of the Dark Blood Sect Master slowly flew out, followed by many sect elders, looking at the only three immortal mountains of the Vientiane Sect in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion and pride.

The two thousand-year-old grievances are about to come to an end with the absolute victory of the Underworld Blood Sect, the will of the patriarch is completed under the leadership of this generation of leaders, and in the future history of the sect, there will be a strong stroke of his strong stroke, he will be immortal, and be looked up to by all the people of the Underworld Blood Sect!

As soon as he thought of this, the ghost ancestor's breathing was much heavier, and the blood-colored true qi was surging all over his body, steaming endlessly, he couldn't suppress his excitement, pointed forward, and shouted, "Disciple of the Dark Blood, kill me, there will be no Vientiane Sect today, and some of them are the supreme prestige of my Dark Blood Sect!"

All the disciples of the Immortal Blood Sect roared in the sky, sending out their magic weapons or flying swords one after another, and swarming towards the immortal peak to which the Vientiane Sect belonged, just like the locusts passing through.

The ghost ancestor looked at his many high-spirited disciples, looking at the embarrassed disciples of the Vientiane Sect, and was extremely proud, they had already begun to plan to hunt the elite disciples of the Vientiane Sect, which weakened their strength at the same time, but also through the gossip blood seal in the bodies of these disciples, they successfully rubbed out a copy, through this blood seal, they could easily know any orders issued by the Vientiane Sect, and target them, with the intention of calculating or not intentionally, which led to the defeat of the Vientiane Sect all the way, and it was vulnerable.

At the same time, on the Kaiyuan Peak of the Vientiane Sect, the sect leader Qin Mu was also making the last pre-war mobilization.

"Disciples, elders, Qin Mu is incompetent, putting the Vientiane Sect on the brink of life and death, but the sect is the foundation of our life, here, we have the friendship of the same sect, there are good memories, here, is our home......"

Qin Mu's words were very light and deep, without any rhetoric and life and death incentives, some were just incomparably warm.

It was these plain words that swept away the sorrow from the faces of all the disciples and brought steadfastness back to the faces of everyone, because they knew what they were fighting for, and who they were dying for.

Why fight for your home?

If you die for your beliefs, why should you care about your life?

At this time, Qin Mu looked up to the sky and laughed, and with a shake of the Ming Topaz Order in his hand, he instantly turned into a yellow demon sword, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and he looked up to the sky and shouted, "Disciple of the Vientiane Sect, where is it?!"

More than 10,000 disciples, all of whom blushed, used all their strength, looked up to the sky and said, "The disciple is here!"

Qin Mu looked at the unyielding souls, and there was a hint of relief in his eyes, the Vientiane Sect may disappear in the long river of history today, but the spirit of Vientiane is eternal.

"Wait with me, slay the demon!"

Sect Master Qin said what he said, and the huge roar turned into a rolling sound wave that continued to echo between the eight immortal peaks, for a long time, and then with a wave of his robe, the human sword was united, turning into a bright yellow rainbow light, and he took the first step and rushed towards the black and oppressive Immortal Blood Sect monk.

Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go!

"Demon Slayer!"

The disciples of the Vientiane Sect shouted in unison, and the waves of sound were like a tsunami, endless, making people listen to it, and their hearts couldn't help but be awe-inspiring.

All the disciples flew forward, followed Qin Mu's figure, and killed the enemy formation, none of them escaped, no one hesitated, all of them had the will to die, just hoping that before they died, they could exchange a few more enemy lives.

"Hmph, the battle of the trapped beasts", the ghost ancestor restrained his smile, snorted coldly, opened his mouth coldly, and then flicked his robe, leading the elders under the door, towards Qin Mu, and went first.

The two groups of monks collided violently together, flooding with countless blood flowers, one with the will to die, the other with a bloodthirsty heart, both sides have thousands of years of blood feud, this feud can not be solved, only blood can wash away!

The screams and shouts were endless, and the disciples of the Vientiane Sect often did not hesitate to die, and those who cultivated to a low level did not hesitate to hug each other and explode themselves, which was extremely tragic.

Xu Qing has advanced to the realm of Jindan since the Sumeru Cave, she ignored the family's many orders, resolutely stayed in the sect, biting her red lips at the moment, watching the death of the brothers around her one after another, with tears in her eyes, but helpless.

And the one who fought with her was the old acquaintance Blood Liu, who was still wearing the mask containing six drops of blood and tears, laughing wildly, constantly playing boundless blood, fighting with Xu Qingyou, and not giving the latter any chance to die together.

Time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a few hours have passed, although the disciples of the Vientiane Sect are tragic and forgetful of death, they can't make up for the huge difference in strength, they can only be slowly eroded, the battle line is shrinking smaller and smaller, and it is only a matter of time before they all die in battle.

"Qin Mu, your Vientiane Sect will be wiped out today, as the sect master, I don't know how you feel", the ghost ancestor laughed, looked at Qin Mu with a gloomy face on the opposite side, and teased.

Qin Mu snorted coldly and said slowly, "My Vientiane Sect is a good son, what are you afraid of dying in battle, today I want to leave you with an unforgettable memory of the Underworld Blood Sect!"

With a wave of the long sword in his hand, the magic tricks moved, and the eight immortal peaks that were originally extremely silent actually shook.

"Boom", Kaiyun Peak was the first to erupt, the mountains and rocks were rolling, the dust was flying, and what was finally revealed was the huge "Kai" word that was carved on the mountain.

Jingtai Peak, Dead Ying Peak, Shengxuan Peak, a total of seven peaks, have revealed different big characters.

Rest, life, injury, Du, scene, death, shock, open!

"You only know that my sect has a Vientiane Bagua Array, you can't help but underestimate me too much, now let you taste it, the Eight Heavenly Killing Array!"

Qin Mu laughed, the topaz sword in his hand exploded instantly, and eight big characters also appeared, and at the same time, on the big characters of the eight immortal peaks, surging light shot out one after another, gathering together, forming a huge light sword, exuding monstrous energy.

"Slash!"

Qin Mu swung his sword downward, and the giant sword moved instantly, drawing a match, and in the stunned eyes of the ghost ancestor, it slashed towards the warring crowd.

In a flash of brilliance, thousands of disciples of the Underworld Blood Sect screamed and were slashed by the giant sword, exploding into a cloud of blood mist, and there were no bones left!

The Ghost Ancestor's eyelids jumped, and his heart ached incomparably, this was thousands of elite disciples, and he was killed by a single sword.

"You give me death!", he reached out angrily and grabbed a ghost claw several feet in size, and grabbed it.

Qin Mu smiled miserably and gave up resistance, the Eight Gates Heavenly Killing Array was released by the Sect Immortal Mountain absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, with only one blow, and now that the thousand-year accumulation has been exhausted, he also paid for the true qi of his whole body, and exchanged the lives of thousands of Immortal Blood disciples, it is worth it!