The shadow of the stick is heavy, the sword light is huohuo, there is fire burning the sky, there is water flooding the ground, limbs are splashing, blood is splashed with ink! This big battle is extremely tragic, there is no good or evil, no one is right or wrong, some just live! The golden hoop stick waved out the iron curtain, and the Jiuyang heavy sword emitted Dao sword qi, and there were all kinds of spells, five colors and ten lights, very gorgeous, however, in this splendor, there was endless killing power!

In this ten miles of land, on the grass everywhere, hundreds of Jindan monks fought desperately, for the quota of those fifty people, for the supreme inheritance of the Star Daojun! For this inheritance, even the golden immortals also sank, how can they talk about these Jindan monks?

All the people were fighting, and on the ground, they had long been stained red with blood, and the soil was muddy with blood and cement, and they were sticky when they stepped on it! However, the essence in the blood, the essence of the broken golden pill, was condensed in the underworld, in this space, and flowed to an inexplicable place! Perhaps, this killing was not simple, nor was it the figure left by the Star Daojun, the so-called many people!

Fighting, tragic fighting! Pure Yang tirelessly wielded the golden hoop stick, Jiuyang Sword Pill surrounded the body, guarding the body of Pure Yang, the mana of Pure Yang, after the tempering of the turbid two qi, extremely heavy, this heavy power, blessed on the golden hoop stick, made the power of this rod very difficult to bear!

One corpse after another fell, one by one the golden pills were shattered, and some people shouted angrily when they died: "Death is not blind!" On the corpses of some people who fell, their eyes were wide open, and their eyes were full of resentment and curses! However, no one cared about all this, because the living people were still killing, and if they didn't kill, they couldn't protect themselves! Around Chunyang, more than a dozen corpses fell, and those who besieged him were all killed by him one by one, his eyes were dull, and he was not moved by the killing, not ruthless, but when he decided to enter this burial star, he had already made such preparations!

In this world, where is there a good thing in plain and white, Pure Yang has obtained the Great Sun Pure Yang Sutra and Fusang, so naturally they have to bear the cause and effect of the Great Sun Fusang and the Golden Crow, and the sentient beings of heaven and earth.

The corpses were piled up into a mountain, and Chunyang stood on top of the corpse mountain, all surrounded by blood! He killed the last monk who besieged him with a stick, and raised his stick with both hands, and laughed loudly! That voice, mighty as thunder, shook the heavens and the earth, surrounded by nine suns, and the back of his head manifested a great sun phantom, shining in all directions!

"Hahahaha! ahahahaha!" This laughter, in this battlefield of fighting, is so harsh, is so moving, some people see, in the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, the mad demon stands proudly!

All the people were shocked, what a magic power that was! Immediately, everyone gave up their opponents, and their eyes were fixed on the pure yang! The most powerful person is always the greatest threat, and in the face of the greatest threat, unity is the eternal solution!

"Kill!" Some people vomited lightly in their mouths, and immediately, there were thousands of corresponding ones! The flying sword rose from the sky, and the eyes fell into the sky! That flying sword, although it was less than two hundred, but the endless prestige did not fall at all with the rain of thousands of swords! Behind this flying sword, there were hundreds of magic weapons, hundreds of talismans, and hundreds of spells! All the people, suddenly working together and using all their strength, also wanted to kill this crazy man!

Perhaps it was the sequelae of cultivating the Zhurong Demon Body, and Chunyang's heart was no longer so bright, it seemed that there was darkness, and he had a demon debt in his heart! Therefore, he would not hesitate to kill all those who were unfavorable to him, and he would stand among the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, roaring in the sky! Therefore, when facing the siege of more than 100 Jindan, he would laugh, not caring at all about this overwhelming flying sword magic weapon spell!

The golden hoop stick in Chunyang's hand waved, and the flying sword was blocked by this iron curtain, and the sound of ping-pong was shattered, and a sword weapon flew upside down, and a sword weapon shattered! The phantom of the Great Sun behind his head is the manifestation of his golden pill, there is a divine fire blazing, there is a divine light scorching, wisps of light fly out, shoot people's eyes to destroy their light, shoot people's bodies, and penetrate their bodies, this is the prototype of the light of the Great Sun God of Extermination!

The mana around the pure yang body is boiling, and the Fusang root must extract the spiritual energy from the endless space to make up for itself, and the essence of the pure yang rune is transformed into mana in an instant! Out of the Haotian Mirror, the pure yang has exhausted his own means, and in the face of these hundreds of monks, the more he fights, the more brave he becomes! The more he fights, the more comfortable and heroic his heart becomes!

As far as the excitement came, Chunyang smiled and sang: "Dao Ke Dao! Very Dao! Heaven and Earth Dao Humane Sword Dao! **** White Dao Equator······! There must be a way for the dog to go up the tile pit next to the door of the Devil Weep God! You will be the jackal, sigh, I will beg for my way! I will beg for my way! ······ The Tao is very Dao, the way is heavenly, the way is humane, the way is the sword, the way is one, the two, the way, the way, the four······ There must be a way for the dog to go up to the tile pit on the left side of the Devil Weeping God! You should be the jackal in charge!

Chunyang laughed, Chunyang sang loudly, swords and arrows rained for fun, flesh and blood flew for the scene, heroic and rebellious, Chunyang's heart suddenly seemed to have taken off all the shackles, the mood, unprecedented comfort, the heart went to the shackles, and what was left was only freedom! Freedom! Freedom! Heaven, don't cover my eyes! Earth, don't bury my heart! All beings, all know my will! The gods and Buddhas in the sky are gone!

"Hahahaha!" Chun Yang laughed wildly, but the iron rod in his hand was more powerful, some people were killed by a stick, some people were pierced through the eyebrows by a divine light, some people were punished by sword pills, they looked at Chun Yang, looked at Chun Yang who laughed wildly, and in their hearts, there was fear, it seemed that they were not facing people, they were demons!

Where the light is, where the darkness is! In the pure yang body, the Zhurong demon body runs automatically, and the spiritual fires that he has not devoured are automatically flown out at this moment, and fall into his mouth, and the pure yang is fighting, and he is also practicing! It seems that the killing has triggered the Zhurong demon body, those spiritual fires, and they are swallowed up in a few breaths, his demon body is even stronger, his strength is more majestic, and every swing of the golden hoop stick is heavier than the original strength!

One by one, the monks died under this golden hoop stick! The brains were cracked, the golden pill was shattered, the flesh and blood were flying, and the stumps were flying! The air was filled with the smell of blood, and every breath of pure yang carried some sweetness in the air, it was the smell of blood, the aroma of blood, and his heart was intoxicated!

Finally, there were only twenty-five people left in the entire space, and someone exclaimed: "Stop fighting, there are enough people, no need to fight anymore!"

However, what responded to him was the power of Pure Yang!

"The Spatial Treasure is on him, otherwise that figure wouldn't have let us kill him!"

When Chunyang heard this, the good thoughts in his eyes disappeared completely!(To be continued.) Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ)