Thousands of miles of entrance rift, the earth shakes the mountains, and the sound of killing shakes the sky. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know when, the Bloodfloat Slaughter Striker has suffered casualties, and the sparks from the collision of swords and soldiers gradually penetrate the milky white light mask on the surface of the Bloodfloat Slaughterer's body, and the sound of screams is everywhere.

In the forbidden chest, the remaining anger did not subside, and among the four golden pills in the vein of exorcism, two of them died at his hands, and Feng Yong, the governor of Xingping, blew himself up and died, but he did not have the slightest sense of happiness in his heart.

Exorcism of ghosts killed two golden pills, nine cows and a dime; The refining of corpses is missing Feng Yong, a talented person, and it is even more insignificant; And the Xuanyin Holy Sect is still the Demon Dao Sect that dominates the Northern Land!

There is still a long way to go, and there is still little hope for revenge.

But what if the road is long and rugged? What about the slim hope of revenge? At least, the fate of hundreds of thousands of Liang Nan's soldiers has been sealed, and he can also comfort the hatred in his heart!

Looking up to the sky and shouting angrily, Yu Banfei's figure turned around.

Stepping on the surging sea of fire on tiptoe, he suddenly swooped down and rushed into the front army of the Liang army, which was desperately resisting but his eyes were dull and bleeding. A body of more than 3,000 Jindan realm mana swept unscrupulously, and the remnants of the Liang army turned into powder one after another.

In front of the light curtain of the entrance rift valley, more than ten Youzhou Jindan real people also freed their hands and flew into the crowd of Liang soldiers.

For a time, the sword and sword shadowed Huohuo, and the blood flowed like a river.

In the sky, Wang Lun withdrew his divine thoughts from the Taishang Xuanling Beidou Natal Devouring True Talisman, and his eyes penetrated the sky-shading light curtain that reversed the Bagua Array and left the position of the day after tomorrow, and saw a completely different scene behind the light curtain and before the light curtain.

Before the light curtain, the Liang army was scattered and disorderly, but they were not afraid of death.

Behind the light curtain, there is no movement!

Liang Jun, who couldn't see the edge at a glance, burst out with blood in his eyes, and his stiff armor was sharp, and he crossed the horse in formation. The whole process is neat and uniform, and there is no clutter.

Farther away, thousands of horses neighed.

The black mist surged in the seven orifices of the soldiers who were immediately draped in dark armor, and even the war horses under their crotches were shrouded in those strange black mist. Or because of the rising terrain, the heavy cavalry that quickly lined up behind the light curtain all leaned forward, clamped the horse's belly, and pointed the spear in their hands at the sky, cold and cold.

With such a calm military appearance, Rao is self-assured and well-informed Wang Lun, and he can't help but be secretly frightened.

Before the gossip mirror was shattered, the morale of the Liang army in the entrance rift valley was low and military discipline was lax; After the black fog filled, it actually changed in vain, so weird!

Thinking about it, Wang Lun pressed lightly towards the entrance rift with one hand, gathered a black mist into his sleeve, and then looked at the slowly dim light curtain in the rift, and sneered again.

"If nothing else, when the light curtain dissipates from the position, it will be the opportunity for Liang Qi to charge high. If it weren't for the fact that the army had no commander and the dragons had no leader, it would have been another bloody battle—"

A divine thought mixed with evil power was abruptly poured into the natal talisman, and in the next moment, the dim white light point in the talisman suddenly lit up.

At the same time, a column of blood-armored soldiers with bows and crossbows fell from the sky on the top of the entrance.

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

There was another earth-shattering killing sound, and spears and arrows mixed with pure and fierce power fell like rain from the top of Wanren Mountain, and the arrows rained down like locusts!

The sneer on the corner of Wang Lun's mouth became thicker, and three divine thoughts poured into the true talisman in a snap of his fingers, and in an instant, more than 300,000 white points of light on the true talisman all lit up. At the back of the entrance, the upside-down gossip array, and the stump on the racecourse, there were suddenly human figures.

Roar -

Roar -

In an instant, the earth-shattering tiger roared and resounded through the sky.

Countless colorful giant tigers roared in the sky, and flags fluttered above the characteristic blood-colored armor, and strange knives were like forests.

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

The valley trembled violently at this moment.

The sky rained down like locusts, the tigers in the rear roared, and the columns of bloody slaughtering tigers and leopards rode across the sword, converging into a sea of cold and compelling knives, and rushed straight into the heavy cavalry formation of the Liang army that was caught off guard.

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Under the cyan streamer of the entrance sky

Yun Wubei frowned and folded his hands, looking at the blood-colored pillar of light across the sky, his face gloomy and silent.

This northward journey, there were many accidents, which was really dazzling.

The old man surnamed Shi, the fire qilin and others who had a relationship with the first cliff of the former empty mountain appeared in Liangnan, and the cemetery in the north of Xingping was shocked to see the old ghost of the corpse mountain, and the two true monarchs of the Red Refining Sect Danyangzi and Xuanyin in Xingping City fought and fought to the death, all of which were beyond his expectations.

If it weren't for Wang Lun's "Hidden Technique Secret Scroll" obtained from his master's Qingxin Pavilion to hide people's eyes, he would rather give up this blitzkrieg attack on Liang Jun than let the secrets of the Qingdai Old Demon and the Greedy Wolf Star Palace be exposed.

It's just that this pillar of blood, which is brilliant and majestic across the sky, is really too eye-catching.

At this time, in the sea of cloud no sorrow, the eyes of the old demon Qingdai suddenly brightened, "The time has come to enter Xingping!"

Yun Wubei looked up to the sky and laughed, dispelled the mixed thoughts in his heart, leaned over to look at the endgame of the rift valley in the entrance, and suddenly rose to the sky, and the sky roared away towards the Liangnan wilderness by the clouds.

Half an hour later

Yun Wubei fell from the clouds, pointed on a mountain rock with his toes, and then flew down in front of a rather hidden mountain stream cave.

This cave is dozens of miles away from the entrance rift, and it is surrounded by barren and withered grass. In the hidden and shadowy mountains of the cave mansion, it is not the people in the mansion who deliberately attract people to come, and it is difficult for ordinary people to peek through the mysteries here.

Yun Wubei paced the cave mansion before, waved his sleeves and flicked away the wind and dust, and stepped in.

Suddenly, as Yun Wubei's figure disappeared, the entire cave disappeared.

And across the door, there is a different cave!

The surrounding mansion is like a knife, smooth and flat, and a row of fist-sized beads on the bi are water-colored, blooming with a circle of blue halo. The bluestone paving road between the mountains on the ground, and the two mountain springs are secretly flowing and trickling.

Yun Wubei quietly stepped on the bluestone path, and after bypassing a rugged and winding passage, his vision suddenly broadened. Looking from afar, a large hall of the cave with a radius of nearly 100 zhang is impressive.

Outside the main hall, two rows of blood-armored men stood in front of the door.

Behind the door, a milky white jade screen just blocked the view, and on the side of the screen, the scholar surnamed Jin shook his feather fan gently, with a light smile on his face.

"Yun Gongzi, please!"

The scholar closed the folding fan with a "snap", stepped forward and led Yun Wubei around the white jade screen in two steps and walked into the main hall of the cave.

While walking, the scholar surnamed Jin saw an unpredictable smile brewing between Yun Wubei's eyebrows, and immediately had a faint smile on his face, and said warmly: "Nowadays, the wind is surging, and the demons are dancing wildly, it is the time for great changes. My Red Refining Sect lives far away in the west of the Eastern Regions, but I am not willing to be in a corner of the country and rest on my laurels. ”

As he spoke, he turned the folding fan in his hand upside down, pointed to this magnificent cave mansion, and said with a smile: "This is my sect's Ruyi Beppu, which came to the north ten years ago!"

Yun Wubei followed the point of the scholar surnamed Jin, glanced around, and suddenly laughed.

"Oh, ten years ago?"

As soon as the words fell, they bypassed a rockery stream, and the two of them walked together to a seat in the main hall, and sat down. Then listening to the sound of the water, his eyes suddenly fell on the fire unicorn sitting in the first place.

Daqing Sizhou Yoshikawa, Mochizuki Lake.

The clouds in the sky roared and rolled, and the clouds rippled in the clouds, and there were many figures. Occasionally, the wind blows through and blows down the clouds, and the figure of the man reveals his true face in the ups and downs of the clouds.

Looking at it from afar, I saw these people in the clouds in ragged clothes, hideous faces, body skin and flesh festering and turning out, and wisps of black smoke rising around them.

Above the many figures in the clouds that resembled evil spirits, a huge coffin was suspended in the air, and it was hidden in the clouds, leaving only a faint silhouette.

The clouds were in the east, but the thunder was rolling, and the terrifying thunder arc exploded with a piercing roar, and the thunder fell like rain.

On the shore of Lake Mochizuki, very close to the thunder group.

Patches of pink fragrant mist floated and turned into pale pink falling flowers in the sky, which were blown away by the lakeside breeze. Below the pink mist, a phoenix luan is suspended on the Moon Lake, and the pink incense silk hangs from the dome of Luan, sprinkling a beautiful elegance.

Near Fengluan, nearly 100 women dressed in moon-white green veils curled Nana, standing or sitting, looking closely, all of them were like willows and graceful postures, even if it was a white veil covering their faces, it was difficult to hide the beauty of the dust between the eyebrows of these women.

I don't know when, cold droplets of water floated between the heavens and the earth.

The raindrops fell scattered, falling on the cloudy wind and thunderclouds, as well as the pink silk phoenix, and also swayed around the five Taoists who were flying on the shore of Mochizuki Lake.

Giggle -

At this time, there seemed to be an extremely charming smile from the lakeside Fengluan.

Even if there are snow-white and pink Qianqian Su hands, hand-held orchids poking out of the pink silk. Luanza's pink silk rose in the laughter, and the white jade feet appeared. Suddenly, a barefoot woman in red silk fell on Mochizuki Lake like a fairy.

"Xuanyin and Tianlei, the two true monarchs, really have such leisure and elegance, in this Moon Moon Hunan, the wind and rain, giggles-"

。。。 (To be continued.) )