The flying snow is scarlet, the cold wind is stained with blood, the fishy smell is tangy, and the forest is cold and killing, swaying wantonly on a moonlit night, tragic and desolate.

The cold wind swept the ground and blood-stained snowflakes flew between the sky and the earth, revealing a gloomy meaning.

"Lao Tzu is a miscellaneous disciple of Qingyang, I don't know if I am expected to embark on the path of immortality in this life, I know that many senior brothers look down on us and think that we are useless waste......

Maybe in his life, Lao Tzu can only cut down green iron bamboo in the back mountain of Qingyang and look up at his senior brothers, but today, Lao Tzu wants to tell you that although Lao Tzu has not cultivated his vitality, Lao Tzu is also a disciple of Qingyang Sect!

"Boom!"

Dozens of miscellaneous disciples rushed out, standing proudly with their bodies as walls, their bodies as if they were standing up to the sky and the earth at that moment, this was a battle of life and death, no one was willing to retreat, no one was willing to let the enemy's iron hooves trample on their homeland.

Their smiles are so calm, the glory of life will illuminate the whole night, before they are shattered, it seems that they have seen the past through the snow, or maybe they have seen the bright future, that is their pride.

Tragic!

It's tragic!!

At this point, the war has completely entered the white heat, between attack and defense, either you die or I die!

However, the crazy and ruthless self-explosion of the people of the Qingyang Sect caused the enemy to keep retreating, and every inch of the land stained red with life and blood was their glory and pride.

"If there is an afterlife, then accompany you to look at this red dust with a smile, and the world is impermanent......" After a Qingyang Sect elder killed two Sword Sect disciples, he resolutely ignited the sea of qi, and in the boom, that smile was so familiar, so nostalgic, as if he wanted to take a look at it more, just to take a look at the Qingyang Sect......

I don't know if many years later, this world will still not change its original appearance, and whether those people who care about it will still be the same as in the old days, but unfortunately, many people can't see it anymore, and they will never see it.

The killing continued, the flying snow whined in the wind, as if in sorrow, looking at the familiar figures that were shattered in the snowflakes, listening to the proud roar before dying, looking at the flying blood stained red and pale ground, many people had red eyes.

What is the cultivation of immortals, it is not ruthlessness, it is not forgetfulness or indifference, although they gradually become numb in the boring years, but when the blood is rekindled, when the tears are splashed, who can forget the youthful appearance of stepping into the Qingyang Sect for the first time? Who can forget the past that was deeply engraved in those long years?

Tears blurred a pair of eyes, full of dignified seven-foot men!

Who said that men don't flick when they have tears, just because it's not time to be sad!

Their bodies were trembling, but the attack was becoming more and more violent, it was a completely disregarding life and death style of play, it was an attack that ended up together, in the heart like a knife, there was madness and bloodshot in everyone's eyes.

"If you can't have both, then what if you end up together...... someone laughed miserably, grabbed the opponent and exploded, flesh and blood flew out, and the soul fell into nine shades.

Is it a tragic funeral song that is gently blowing in the wind, and is it a glorious song that is not stained with dust......

Suddenly, the flying snowflakes froze, but the dark sky was suddenly torn apart, and a vague figure stepped out of the air, and the terrifying red light was like blood, dyeing thousands of miles of rivers and mountains red.

A helpless and sad voice swirled between heaven and earth, causing many people to change color.

"It's really troublesome...... With the mighty voice, an earth-shattering coercion suddenly came, and this coercion was earth-shattering, and even Jian Liuyun and the others couldn't help frowning lightly.

This coercion is so strong that it overwhelms the world, like the stars falling, rumbling and moving, shocking the nine heavens and ten earths!

And this coercion belongs to the Great Sage!

Above the canopy, the vague voice slowly tore through the blood-colored light, and took one step, as if at that moment, the heavens and the earth trembled, and in an instant, the faces of the enemies, including Jian Wuchen, changed greatly, and they retreated more than ten zhang, and their hearts were broken.

The person who came was dressed in brocade clothes and fat meat, stepping on the void, like a mountain moving, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, he walked like this, like a god king walking in the sky, looking down on the common people.

If Lu Xia was here, he would definitely recognize this fat man, this was actually Long Qi!

Dragon Seven!

The eldest disciple of the Qingyang Sect, Long Qi!!

In retreat for three years in the preaching cliff of the Dao Peak, the dragon qi who came out of the gate today is !!

But I don't know why, at this time, he actually has such an amazing combat power, and in every move, it seems that he can shake the heavens, and he can bombard the power with his backhand.

"It's really troublesome, I'm still not familiar with this power, that feeling, it's extremely painful, like the Nine Hells Purgatory. Long Qixiao's eyes flashed with a mang, looking down at all beings, as if he was remembering something, there was still a look of horror on his face that had not subsided, and if he looked closely, he could still see that his cheeks were trembling.

It can be imagined how unforgettable and earth-shattering the pain in that memory will be!

He said as if no one was around, but no one dared to move underground, because the power of Nirvana, who had taken a step forward first, had strangely turned into powder, and he had not even seen blood.

The unknown, often associated with the terrible!

No one wants to try the cultivation of Dragon Seven lightly, especially if the price is life!

But the Qingyang Sect was already boiling, and many people looked at the chubby figure in the air with tears in their eyes, and in the whining cold wind, more people burst into tears and wet their clothes.

There are too many corpses around, too many brothers and sisters they are familiar with, in a trance, everyone's voices and smiles are still in front of them, and when they look back, they are not full of devastation and vicissitudes, adding pathos.

There was a wind blowing, and those bloodstained hands were trembling in the wind, they were already tired, but at this moment, their senior brother, the eldest disciple of the Qingyang Sect, came with such a posture to tear the space, like the reincarnation of the god king, how could they not be excited.

"Senior brother, junior brothers...... "......Someone was choking, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, a dignified seven-foot man, standing in the wind, his eyes were red, letting tears roll down, wet his cheeks.

This sadness spread to the sky, and the four fields were dead and silent, and they were extremely dignified.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which had not dispersed for a long time, and in this heaven and earth, only Jian Liuyun and Liu Yishou and others at the top of the king were still fighting, and everyone was shocked in place by the figure of some tonnage, with a shocked expression.