The moonlight is cold, reflecting the snowflakes, and the cold wind between the sky and the earth is cold, but it can't be blown away.

Qingyang Ancient Mirror is a saint soldier handed down from generation to generation, the saint's breath is eternal, it can conquer the heavens, shock the ten directions, it is a first-class magic weapon in the world, rare in the world!

However, the old man of the demon clan shattered the attack of the Qingyang Ancient Mirror in an understatement, and even uttered wild words, which made many people change color.

There are even many people who carefully looked at Changge in the old man's hand, a weapon that can fight against the heirloom saint soldiers, if it is not of the same level, who can believe it!

Suddenly, Haoyang Zhenren burst into laughter, two brilliant rays of light burst out of his eyes, and his face climbed with a touch of coldness, and said with a smile: "The North Sea Demon Clan has always been conceited, and it really lives up to its reputation. ”

Without warning, his figure dissipated into the void, directly tore through the space and killed, and blasted away at the old man of the demon clan, and Sen Leng's voice echoed in the sky at this time.

"Let me see who gave you this arrogant gesture?!"

The Qingyang Ancient Mirror shines out a thousand points of light, dazzling, shaking the void and shattering, the mountains and stones become powder, the power is shocking, as if it wants to erase the life, the sage's breath hooks the avenue of heaven and earth, and it resounds, and the endless killing power stirs the sky.

The old man of the demon clan sneered, and the spear was pointed, destroying the withering and decaying, and an endless divine light rushed around him, as if it was connected with heaven and earth.

The terrifying divine light tore through the blockade of the ancient mirror, pierced the galaxy, pierced the sky, and made the soul tremble.

This is also a saint's breath machine, this weapon is also a heirloom saint soldier!

No wonder there is no fear of Qingyang Ancient Mirror!

Haoyang Zhenren's expression was solemn, his momentum rose sharply, and the Qingyang Ancient Mirror once again bloomed with monstrous divine light, sweeping in all directions.

Each ray of light contains the terrifying power of heaven and earth, murderous and wild, overturning the sky, shattering the space, splitting the sky in troubled times, and the light is like the water of the ocean, surging endlessly, killing layer by layer, unstoppable.

"Bang!"

The old man of the demon clan just danced the Changge in his hand, and instantly clicked out thousands and hundreds of times, and he resisted the terrifying attack of Haoyang Zhenren.

Suddenly, the void shook, and it was suddenly torn apart, and the old man of the demon clan still had the strength to fight back, and his dry right hand turned into a huge claw, and the terrifying qi and blood shook the sky, and slapped at Haoyang Zhenren.

The space collapsed, the cold wind shattered, and the flying snow melted, this was an extremely terrifying and shocking picture, like an ancient divine beast making a move, and its huge claws were overwhelming, crushing down and terrifying.

The old man of the demon clan had a cold look in his eyes, and there was a turquoise brilliance in it, which was terrifying, he seemed to have seen Haoyang Zhenren being directly shattered by his huge claws, the corners of his mouth were lightly pulled, and he said in a cold voice: "I don't know whether I live or die, what is the name of the heirloom saint soldier, I actually dare to get close to the old man, the name of the demon clan's invincibility in melee combat is child's play!"

The demon clan has an unparalleled physical body, and there are those who have become holy in the flesh, they can shatter the void with their gestures, their blood is like a dragon, and they are endless, and they can fight beyond the level, and no one can stop them!

At this time, Haoyang Zhenren faced the attack of the peak combat power of the demon clan's feudal king, and a chill ran down his spine, so powerful that he could split the starry sky, and no one could stop him.

The huge claws continued to expand in his pupils, and no one who had ever experienced them would never have realized what kind of ferocious power was hidden in these huge claws.

Even around him, countless corpse mountains and sea of blood directly appeared, the sea of blood swept the heavens and the earth, and the earth was red, I don't know how many creatures this giant claw has slaughtered, and it has such a terrifying and murderous aura.

Haoyang Zhenren's face was solemn, the murderous aura was permeated, endless snowflakes were splashing, and the heavens and the earth were suddenly cold, full of cold killing intent.

"Boom!"

Seeing the giant claw killing, his eyes were cold, and the ancient mirror shone with brilliant brilliance, condensing the sun, moon and stars, fish, insects, birds and beasts, many human ancestors, and immediately, these ancestors seemed to have walked out of the mirror, raising their hands to resist the sky, all with great power, bombarding and killing giant claws.

The scene was extremely shocking, these ancestors were like savages, their bodies were like dragons, their momentum ran through the sky, their qi and blood shook the sky, and the heavens and the earth were shattered, and the sun and the moon exploded.

"Bang!"

The golden claw finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned into powder, and dissipated into the void.

The old man of the demon clan and the real person of Haoyang spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and his face was pale, especially the old man of the demon clan, his face raised a cautious look for the first time, this Qingyang Ancient Mirror was even more powerful than he imagined.

The ancient ancestors reflected in the mirror seem to have been born to slaughter demon beasts, killing endlessly, staining the sky with blood, and almost no one can stop them.

The old man of the demon clan looked cold, tore through the space and killed, and fought with Haoyang Zhenren again.

For a while, the void trembled, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, the space of thousands of miles was locked, and the high heavenly energy exploded, which was terrifying.

High in the sky has become a decisive battle at the top of the king.

And the killing on the ground has finally begun!

Fairy Aini took the heirloom holy soldier to kill, blasted at Jian Wuchen, and pushed the hundred miles of heaven and earth, the battle shattered the mountains and rocks, the trees were broken, and the terrifying power swept in all directions.

"Pingsha Lao'er, let's have the battle that we didn't finish last time!" Shi Boyun shot coldly, and the battle power of the king was played, like a wild dragon going to sea, the tide was shooting, and the waves were splitting the sky.

The sun, moon and stars, crazy spinning, heaven and earth universe, waved and overturned, countless stars dotted between, the light and shadow of the Tao condensed out, these lights and shadows wore stars and moons, and an inexplicable chant resounded as if it was the preaching of the great sage, as if the heaven and earth were chanting, the earth surging golden lotus, the sky blooming in the sun, the endless Haoran righteousness swept the heavens, and killed the nine heavens and ten earths.

It is Shi Boyun's law heaven and earth, righteousness and stars!

At this time, half of the people on the field were shrouded in it, and the light and shadow were draped in bright starlight, and they suddenly killed, just like the ancient saints in the world, wanting to conquer all the evils in the world and return the heavens and the earth to a clear place.

The surging righteousness, the endless flow, the stars tremble, the killing machine is hidden, the heaven and the earth tremble, as if to collapse!

Pingsha Old Ancestor's mount let out an earth-shattering roar, earth-shattering, and then he waved his hand and pinched out a chain of bright stars, the aura of the law was swirling, and the momentum of the whole body was incomparable, and the terrifying blood qi rushed into the sky, sweeping Xiao Han.

"Holding the sun and moon in my hands, I will seal the galaxy of Tianzhen, shattered!"

The divine power is monstrous, the murderous aura covers the four fields, the two fight until it is white-hot, constantly colliding, terrifying and majestic energy bursts out, the space is cracked, the earth collapses, the forest is broken, and the ground is in disarray.

It's very slow, but this qiē happened in the blink of an eye, the moon and stars were scarce, the snowflakes were flying, and the night of murder.

The all-out battle has finally kicked off, many disciples of the Qingyang Sect are like tigers out of the village, conquering the Quartet, under the iron-blooded rules of Qingyang, the waves are sweeping the sand, and all the disciples have amazing combat power and courage.

The blood-stained snow is dazzling, but no one retreats!

The eyes of the Qingyang disciples were bloodshot, like a pack of wolves roaring, killing intent, and they were even more fearless of death, and they were so frightened that the enemies were terrified, shocked inexplicably, and the blood was sprinkled in Qingyang, dyeing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Soon, the battlefield was full of corpses, both of their own people and enemies, bloody, scarlet blood, smiling pale snowflakes, for a long time.

The moonlight sprinkled down, reflecting the blood light, as if the heavens and the earth were dyed red, and the blood river was monstrous, and the murderous aura was endless.

"Swear to defend Qingyang! Grandchildren, dare to think about this place where I was raised, follow your grandfather and I to Jiuyou for a walk!" This is the roar of the disciples of the Qingyang Sect with their lives, shocking!

"Bang!"

In the muffled sound of the earth-shattering, the man exploded the sea of qi and pulled several enemies down from the Nine Shadows in the most tragic and explosive manner.

What do you need to say about life and death, trample on my homeland, then there is only killing!

"In my life, I have never taken half a step out of the Qingyang Sect, on this land, there are deep traces of me, how can it be erased, may my war soul wander in this sky forever!" Someone let out a final roar, and the sound of the sea of qi being detonated pierced through Xiao Han, like the most heavenly swan song in heaven and earth, but it was full of tragedy and desolation.

Maybe they used to be afraid of death, they were immortal cultivators, and they pursued the way of immortality, but people are not plants and trees, how can they be ruthless!

Looking at the brothers who have been together for dozens or hundreds of years falling beside him, and looking at the blood-stained snow of the division commander who guided him step by step on the path of cultivating immortals, their eyes were red, and the crystal inside was shining, which was an emotion that would never be erased.

Although my cultivation is immortal, if I can't even protect the concern in my heart, I am willing to use my blood to dye this ruthless battlefield red!

"Senior brother go all the way, senior brother will come to accompany you, otherwise how lonely you will be on the Nine Secluded Road!"

"Master, your nurturing feelings, the grace of your karma, the apprentice will repay it in the next life!"

"May there be an afterlife, the flowers on the banks of the Lechuan River will bloom, and life and death will be engraved with the youthful appearance that we have not changed!"

"Dad, mother, back then, the child couldn't hold a sword to protect you, let you die in the hands of bad people, today the child has grown up, Qingyang Sect is my home, no one can step into half a step, the child is here to accompany you!"

"Master, if there is an afterlife, you still have to teach me the art of immortality, but at that time, I am willing to learn the method of killing, the iron sword, and protect my homeland!"

"Sons, die!"

“......”

The sound of roaring comes and goes, this is the swan song of life, this is a hero who swears to defend his homeland, they use their lives to dye this thousands of miles of green sun, they use pride to render this flying snow and cold, they use flesh and blood, build a city wall, and do not let the enemy advance half a step!

If you want to trample on my sect, then step over my corpse!

Unprecedented tragedy, unprecedented tragedy, this is a funeral song, vigorously played, blowing boundless sorrow and desolation.

Who doesn't want to, Cheng Xian asked, ten thousand years to be crowned king, who doesn't want to live forever and see the prosperity of the world, who doesn't want to be born in peace and see the red dust......

But unexpectedly, it will be impossible to escape, this fate teases, between the swords, and kills thousands of blood-stained mountains and rivers.

"Whoever slaughters my friend, kill!"

"Kill my elder, kill!"

"Whoever commits my homeland, kill!"

The roar shook the earth, killing the enemies with heartbreak and fear.

Rivers of blood flowed and corpses were scattered, my generation of monks, what a battle! Invade my homeland, swear to kill to the death!

The monk was furious, and millions of corpses were ambushed!