"You guys, are you deceiving me Qingyang is no one?!"

The words rolled, resounding between the heavens and the earth, and I saw a figure that bloomed like a dazzling light like the sun slowly walked out of the Qingyang Immortal Palace.

The bright light shines through the mountains and rivers, the tide between heaven and earth is ringing, the wind is raging, and the phoenix and dragon are soaring, shining brightly.

That figure is like a god king surveying the sky, looking down on all beings!

"Lu Pingchuan!"

Li's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in surprise, and the rapidly constricting pupils all showed that the ripples in his heart were everywhere, and the waves were monstrous.

Qingyang real people swing the Donglin with a single sword, the heroes are invincible, the light is bright, covering an era, and it has made many talented people famous.

Lu Pingchuan is one of the terrifying geniuses who is obscured by the light of Qingyang Zhenren!

No one knew that he preceded Qingyang Zhenren into the sainthood, and he became the protector of the Qingyang Sect in that era, guarding Qingyang!

No one knows how many years he lived, and the only thing that appeared in the eyes of the world was that after the battle in Qingyang Zhenren's later years, several super sects joined forces to plot against Qingyang Sect.

And Lu Pingchuan came out strongly, slaughtering the saints in the sky, killing the blood and drifting, the holy blood stained the void, the sound of the Dao was mighty in Donglin, and heaven and earth surrendered.

After that, he disappeared from the eyes of the world again, and some say that he was seriously wounded in that battle, and after the retreat of the Qingyang Sect, he turned away.

Others say that he fell directly in that battle.

No matter how many rumors there are, they all agree that he has fallen, but the Qingyang Sect has been in decline for three thousand years, although the days are declining, but no one dares to offend lightly, except for the disciples of the Qingyang Sect, who are ruthless by nature and are not afraid of life and death, a large part of it is because of the battle three thousand years ago.

If it is said that Qingyang Zhenren's sanctification in his later years is to prove the saint with a sword, then Lu Pingchuan is to prove the saint with killing!

Three thousand years ago, the sky was covered with snow, and the famous name of the slaughter shocked Donglin through the ages!

Now that three thousand years have passed, many memories have been buried deep in the years, and everyone may have forgotten that there is such a terrifying killing god in the Qingyang Sect.

But at this time, as the name of the Great Sage was broken, there seemed to be a faint smell of blood wafting between heaven and earth, and the atmosphere in all directions was depressing, making people tremble.

There are countless powerful people who gasp for cold air, their faces are shocked, like a knife on their backs, and their bodies are cold.

Sword Sect Sect Leader Jian Wuchen's face was bitter and gloomy, as if he was remembering something, his eyes flickered, but his face became more and more pale as time passed.

In the end, it even turned into a miserable white, "Kill God, Lu Pingchuan!"

"Lu Pingchuan, the Donglin Killing God ...... back then" Pingsha Old Ancestor's body trembled, as if a strong murderous aura condensed into a dark cloud and enveloped his heart, making his heart surging and shocking inexplicably.

The name of the killing god Lu Pingchuan has been vast for thousands of years, shocking the eternal!

Although time has passed without a trace, the bloodiest legend of Donglin has made everyone tremble!

The brilliance of the sky dissipated, revealing the majestic figure in the meantime, this person was dressed in black, rich as jade, so that people could not see the age, in the center of his eyebrows, there was a mini sword pattern, so that his whole person added an evil charm, and the divine power around the body was mighty, shocking the heavens.

The ten directions of space were all locked by Wei Li, the space was extremely dignified, and a sharp and powerful aura permeated, coupled with a behemoth like the Qingyang Immortal Hall hanging in the void crack, the amazing momentum made people's hearts tremble.

Lu Pingchuan's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he didn't look at the Beihai Twin Kings, but directly tore through the space and appeared by Liu Yishou's side.

A long sigh sounded: "It's because the teacher is late..."

With indescribable sighs and regrets in his words, Lu Pingchuan looked at Liu Yishou who was cross-legged on the ground and lifeless around him, and then said: "Child, I've hurt you." ”

Liu Yishou opened his eyes with difficulty, his cloudy eyes were full of tears, but the warmth could not hide the excitement in between.

How many years!

In the blink of an eye, three thousand years have passed, and when I said goodbye to my master, I thought it would be a farewell, but I didn't think that today, there is still a day to see you again.

That majestic figure, like a father, shielded him from many storms and rains.

"From now on, you can worship me as a teacher. In the midst of tears, the twilight many years ago broke free from the memory, and people dare not forget it.

"You are the disciple of the old man, how can you let others bully you, go, the master will take you to Tu Zong!"

“......”

Paragraphs of memories jump out, which makes people feel sad, time is long, heroes are late, and endless sorrow is left behind.

"Division...... Master ......"

Liu Yishou's eyes were blurred, and he choked up as he was dying, and squeezed out a call that had been lost for three thousand years.

A teacher for one day, a father for life!

At this moment, he is no longer a powerhouse at the top of the king, nor is he a guardian elder who is responsible for guarding the Qingyang Sect's Dao system, he is just an apprentice, just like a child who was unable to cry when he was sealed by his master three thousand years ago.

Lu Pingchuan also looked sad, and when he stretched out his hand, he actually made the aura of heaven and earth roll in like a tide, and he forcibly poured it into Liu Yishou's body, Liu Yishou's disgraced face finally regained a trace of ruddyness, and his eyes brightened a lot.

Back to the light, he is on the verge of dying!

"Master, the disciple can no longer protect Qingyang. Liu Yishou's voice finally calmed down a lot.

"It's okay, there is a promising teacher, no one in the Qingyang Sect can move!"

The words were sonorous, murderous, the heavens and the earth were silent, no one made a sound, even the real people of Haoyang on the side looked respectful, but they didn't dare to say a word, and the rest of the people were even more trembling.

After being silent for a while, Liu Yishou's eyes swelled up again, and he suddenly spoke up and said, "Master, if I ...... Fall, please let me turn into a ...... In this, with ...... ...... with Qingyang"

The voice suddenly broke off, and Liu Yishou, the elder of the Qingyang Sect's first generation of guardians, closed his eyes and passed away for a long time, his face still with a smile, as innocent and warm as thousands of years ago.

The blue sky shed tears, the eternal sorrow, and countless weeping sounds, like a funeral song, sending this old man.

Drinking ice for ten years, the blood is difficult to cool, and the years are in the twilight, but in order to keep the green sun and burn life, this move is tragic!

Thousands of miles are silent, the murderous machine is vast, and the terrifying murderous aura rises and falls in the heavens, like a rain of blood floating in the sky, and the smell of fish is tangy.

Lu Pingchuan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Master promises you." ”

He looked up to the sky and roared, the clouds disappeared, and the aura of the rolling heaven and earth surged, turning into an ancient rune, which was printed on Liu Yishou's body, sparks burst out, the heavenly way roared, the terrifying momentum shook the mountains and shook the mountains, and the laws of heaven and earth shattered.

The cold wind is like a knife, the sparks are extinguished, the body of a generation of heroes turns into ashes, the dust returns to the dust, and I am willing to be with Qingyang.

The atmosphere between heaven and earth became more and more depressing, and endless sadness and desolation rippled up, as if there was still a bright gaze in the void.

"As a teacher, I won't let you fall here in vain. Lu Pingchuan muttered, his body moved, setting off a thousand zhang of brilliance, standing proudly in the void.

"Is the Demon God Temple finally going to meddle in the affairs of my human race again?" Lu Pingchuan's eyes were cold, and then, a rainbow light lit up, and a piece of broken jade appeared in his palm, quietly suspended, in the broken jade, a green dragon totem swirled, as if it was about to take off into the air, mysterious and simple.

"Are you here for it?!" Lu Pingchuan stared at the broken jade in his hand, and the sound of a leisurely sound filled the heavens and the earth.

The faces of the Great Sage and the Great Sage of Lixian were shocked, and they looked at Lu Pingchuan in the void in a daze, and they couldn't imagine that this jade was actually here.

Lu Xia was also surprised, the previous speculation seemed to come true, such a broken jade, there was a piece in his hand, and a piece of his Lu family was taken away by the Sword Sect.

And if the Qinglong Broken Jade is in the Qingyang Sect, then the remaining Vermilion Bird Broken Jade must be in the hands of the Demon God Temple.

What kind of earth-shattering secrets are hidden in this broken jade, and why does it attract clouds from all directions?

"The Twin Kings of the North Sea seem to have had a relationship six thousand years ago. Lu Pingchuan said lightly, but his eyes were cold, and his sharp eyes like blades glared straight at the Beihai Twin Kings: "But, just sending you, the Demon God Temple also looks up to you too much?!"

Rumble!

The monstrous sword roared and reverberate, startling a thousand feet of waves, Lu Pingchuan's eyes were like small suns, shooting out thousands of sword rays, hitting the Nine Heavens!

"I'll teach you a lesson, let you go back and tell the demon temple, the old man is not dead, if you want to take this jade, let a stronger person come!" Lu Pingchuan was shocking, his god was majestic, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, which was as sharp as a knife, which made people feel cold.

With such an expression and such a tone, no matter how you look at it, it is full of danger, and the Donglin Killing God, who has not done anything for thousands of years, is about to exert his might!

The heavens trembled, and the faces of the Beihai Twin Kings turned cold, when did they make people look down on them so much, although Lu Pingchuan's name was like thunder, but no one knew what level of his cultivation was.

"Kill!"

The Demon Emperor's secret technique was played, the law phase heaven and earth crossed the sky, and the terrifying attack appeared at the same time, as if he wanted to kill Lu Pingchuan and wash away the shame.

But in an instant, the war resumed!

In the face of the terrifying attack, Lu Pingchuan's face was calm, and he couldn't see the joy and sorrow, and then, a strange law energy Dao appeared, which was trampled under his feet, and immediately, the terrifying edge covered thousands of miles.

"Phew!"

Everyone only saw a rainbow light blasting through the void, and in the light of the sky, two muffled snorts rang out, the holy blood was sprinkled, the mountains and rivers were broken, the void collapsed, and the clouds were extinguished, which was terrifying.

The energy storm dissipated, and countless people were stunned.

I saw that the Beihai Twin Kings were both injured, their faces were pale, their eyes were frightened, and their lips trembled, as if they wanted to say something, but they couldn't say it.

"Oh my God. ”

Everyone gasped a big breath of cold air, as if they were trying to empty the cold between heaven and earth.

It's horrible!

The Twin Kings of the North Sea crisscrossed the Beihai Sea, and the establishment of the super saint was even more famous for slaughtering the saint, but when facing the Donglin Killing God, he was defeated in one move, and the holy blood stained the void, how amazing.

"What kind of realm is he?!" is the unanimous voice of countless people.

The two of them looked at Lu Pingchuan with trepidation, and then looked at the terrifying temple, they felt as if they had been suppressed just now, and they were extremely terrified.

Lu Pingchuan's eyes were cold, as deep as the sea, and the plain and cold words came out again, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

"Now, you can get out, don't dirty my Qingyang disciple's path of reincarnation here!"