"Sword... Fairy Sword is dead!" Someone was lost.

"Dead, just die like this!" More people were in disbelief and disbelief, thinking they were hallucinating, and rubbed their eyes.

However, the gradually freezing headless female corpse fell to the ground dripping with blood, reminding them of this iron-like fact.

When she was young, she was also a peerless splendor, sought after by thousands of people, and had countless suitors, but she died... or died.

Xue Chunqiu's eyes showed strong fear, and his heart was also cold. If it were him, he would probably end up in the same way. Although Fairy Sword was in a state of broken heart and unknown, the power of this halberd was undeniable.

It was already a blow beyond his cognizance.

Like an order, if you order you to die, then you have to die.

In this way, this Tianzun has the strength to kill him.

Undoubtedly, Eunuch Yu Xuan and Yan Lian, as the two people with the strongest cultivation in this place, have the most amazing perception, so at this moment, their hearts are the most vigilant, and they have reached the level of substance.

If this halberd is replaced, they can't escape.

Although it won't be directly headed like Sword Fairy, the result will definitely be unpleasant, at least it will be seriously injured.

The danger level of Tianzun has risen to the highest level in their hearts. Unlike Eunuch Yu Xuan, Yan Lian knows the identity of Tianzun, the youngest master of the four caves in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, and the youngest god-turning powerhouse in the central Tianyu.

Back then, he was a fierce and powerful peerless devil, and after three thousand years of silence, he reappeared in the world again, in such a fierce and brutal way.

Few of the great masters of the Bridge Tribulation Realm have fallen, especially in the past thousand years, but now they have been broken again.

It is not only the power of the Holy Land Jiange who has been famous for thousands of years, but also a fairy with peerless elegance.

If this matter spreads to the outside world, I don't know how much shocking storm it will cause. Among the suitors of Sword Fairy, many of them are afraid that they will go crazy.

At this time, the party responsible for all this just took back the scarlet halberd phantom, looked at everyone as if nothing had happened, and said lightly, "I think who wants to stop me?"

No one dared to speak at this moment. Luo Yan, the leader of the Black Dragon clan who had conflicted with Tianzun, quietly stood behind him, trying not to make himself conspicuous. In addition to shock, the rest of his heart was basically fear.

As expected of the murderer who dared to offend Long Yuan, this time he directly slaughtered an almighty in Jiange.

As a result, I am afraid it will never end.

Shuo Qiu gradually gloomily gulped, remembering that he had spoken to such a murderer a few days ago, and felt a little scared after a while. The shocking corpse on the ground kept reminding her how dangerous this Heavenly Venerate was.

Monk Jiu was stunned for a moment before he restrained all the emotions on his face. He couldn't see the slightest abnormality. He looked at Ji Jiu and said word by word, "I will kill you and avenge her."

"I don't mind sending you down to accompany her." Ji Jiu said nonchalantly.

When he killed Sword Fairy, he made all the preparations, and naturally he also considered all the consequences, the revenge of the wine monk, the revenge of the sword pavilion... All of this is just a drizzle. , any force.

Even if he dared to fight against the sword pavilion when he turned into a god, what is there to be afraid of now?

Just after the Sifang Ji's blow, his lifespan was almost only a few years left. At this moment, the skin on the face is slackening rapidly, and the hair is forcibly controlled by him by means, but there is still no excess abnormality.

If these people find something abnormal, he will definitely die, so Ji Jiu still looks like nothing has happened on the surface. Don't dare to shoot at will.

Shuoqiu Wuchang shook his head and retreated after a while. He had already tried his best. The Sword Pavilion behind Sword Fairy had a close relationship with him now.

Sword Fairy is dead, and the rest will be left to Jiange.

So now the only one who is still competing with Ji Jiu is the wine monk. He will take revenge no matter what, there is no doubt about this, the only difference is the timing.

"Is the master still going to fight with me?" Ji Jiu asked, just dealing with old acquaintances.

The moment he spoke, the phantom of the halberd began to slowly condense above his head. Seeing this scene, countless people took a deep breath, and their hearts were both shocked and excited.

Tianzun, is he going to slaughter another great master today?

It's so terrifying!

When the monk saw this scene, he sighed slightly in his heart, gave up the plan to take action, and said softly: "I am afraid that Tianzun is at the end of the shot, and the little monk does not want to take advantage of others' danger, so I will come back to learn your great tricks another day."

After saying that, he picked up Fairy Sword's body, retracted its head with a hand, and then walked away floating on the water.

It disappeared in an instant.

The warriors who witnessed this scene all shook their heads, regretted endlessly, and were still looking forward to Tianzun's shot again, but there was no chance.

The beautiful words said by the wine monk made them sneer, and he was obviously shrinking. I didn't see Tianzun's unfathomable appearance as if nothing had happened.

Ji Jiu dissipated the shadow of the Sifang Halberd, and he was secretly relieved. He is indeed at the end of the shot. Driving the fragments of the Sifang Halberd costs his own life and the origin of life. He originally had thousands of years of life, but in a blink of an eye, only next few years.

This is evident.

The wine monk may have such a straight character, or he may say nice things, but he doesn't care.

Anyway, it is impossible to drive the fragments of the Sifang Halberd again.

Once the Quartet Conference is over, find a place to restore the source of life.

Ji Jiu's mind was determined, and regardless of the awe and fear cast around him, he looked into the air. The gray mist in the water and sky mirror quietly dissipated. Yu Liang was dressed and walked out. Completely incinerated.

After all, it was his second avatar, and Ji Jiu could naturally feel what Yu Liang did in it.

Yan Jianli, the leader of the younger generation of Jiange, who is admired and admired by countless young people, that lonely and cold little beauty, is now a corpse that has been devastated beyond human appearance.

"Jianxian was killed by Tianzun, Yan Jianli was killed by the disciples of Tianzun's sect, Jiange really suffered heavy losses this time!"

"I don't know what kind of hatred there is between them, but it ended up like this." Someone shook his head, very puzzled.

Could it be that Tianzun had a grudge with Jiange earlier.

"Jiange is going to be mad this time."

"Well, it seems that the big devil who was more than 3,000 years ago betrayed from the sword pavilion. Before, the sword fairy said that he felt that Tianzun was very similar to him. Will there be any connection between them?" The young man asked suddenly. It seems that a new continent has been discovered.

The person next to him hurriedly gave him a look and stopped him.

"It's better not to speculate about this kind of thing." The old man said to him earnestly.

What is the relationship between Tianzun and the devil? They dare not talk about it, and they still understand the truth that disasters come from their mouths.

Even if it is their descendants, it is none of their business.

The two are the same person, but they have never thought about it, how could anyone in the return to the ruins be able to escape?

One of the darkest places in the world is the secluded capital where the undead live, and the other is the deepest part of the Ruins.

At the beginning, Shen Yueyuan touched the space node because of the self-destruction of the devil, triggering a series of chain reactions, resulting in the collapse of the space, everything became countercurrent, and it was extremely chaotic.

Therefore, that kind of place is called Guixu, even if the great power of the robbery bridge can enter, there is no life or death, and no one knows how deep the Guixu is. Even the sunlight that illuminates everything can only illuminate the shallowest part of the Guixu. It's a layer of detachment without being able to touch its hidden interior. This feeling of powerlessness is like a loose feather that can never cut through the thick iron armor.

As for Youdu, the residence of the undead, it is an ancient legend, after all, no one has seen it.

...

The aftermath doesn't stop.

The battle between the great powers of the Bridge Tribulation Realm, even under the special suppression at this moment, still looks extremely terrifying. There are still many people who have just been injured by the aftermath. Of course, most of them are soul-melting and palace-building strengths.

It can't be close to the center, so I can only watch from a distance. Now that the news came, everyone was shocked, like a frying pan.

"It was Sword Fairy and Tianzun who just fought?"

"Jianxian was defeated and killed? Owlshou?"

Those who heard the news all felt dizzy in front of their eyes, and felt that the day was about to collapse. They usually didn't even have the qualifications to look at a fairy from a distance, but in the end they ended up like this.

It can be described as a mixed taste in the heart.

The detached holy land bosses can't escape the fate of being slaughtered in the current prosperous world, not to mention these ordinary warriors.

...

The brilliance in front of Yu Liang's eyes turned, and the clouds and mist had dissipated, appearing on the vast and boundless sea.

There were huge clouds suspended in the sky, as if hanging in front of them, but they didn't move at all, only the reflections on the sea below made it look tall and vast.

"The Tianlong Temple where Monk Jiu is located seems to be a little novice. The Dharma is deep and hidden, so let's put it down for now."

Yu Liang murmured to himself, if anyone heard what he was saying, they would definitely be shocked, because the names he said were all the influential figures in the Quartet meeting this time, and they all had the hope of reaching the top and winning the top spot. of.

Tianlong Temple's little novice, Longyuan Luoyuan, Wanmogu Shenwunu, Shuoqiu's Shuoqiu Sanming... They are all well-known young heroes, and they are expected to become a new generation of giants in Parkson in the future.

If you don't count those who have fallen and are still hidden in the dark, this force is enough to sweep most of the second-rate forces.

Yu Liang glanced at the east, and rushed to that direction in an instant, the fluctuation of the battle was the strongest, and now he might be a fisherman in the past.

...

...

The various domains of the Parkson Realm are far away from the Central Heaven Domain.

As the pitch-black mist descended from the sky, races with skin color different from ordinary people have come out in many places, brown skin, green eyes, hair like dry leaves, and two tentacles spread out from both sides of the waist, looking extremely strange and evil.

In the center of the fog, there was an altar made of black rocks, surrounded by dense white skulls, which looked like a gorgeous carpet.

A figure in a jet-black cloak walked over it, holding a drum in his hand.

It was a very small drum, although small, it was not refined, and it could even be said that it was made crudely. The drum body is the simplest flat-round shape, and the dark yellow drum surface is made of some kind of leather, and the edges are not even cut neatly, but the most strange thing is the drum stick, the only drum stick.

A drumstick that strikes automatically in the void.

It is like a thin little man, constantly jumping and rolling on the drum surface, hitting bursts of deep and distant drum sounds with morbid excitement.

With empty eyes, the human race like walking corpses walked towards it, slowly gathering behind them, they followed the footsteps of the cloaked man, slow but powerful.

The sound of the drums showed substantial ripples, filling their ears...

This drumstick is still beating automatically, its material is neither wood nor gold, it is a dry finger. The skin on the fingers has shrunk, the bark is tightly wrapped around the slender phalanx, and the fingertips still have neatly trimmed nails.

There is no doubt that it is a person's finger.

Then, it can be imagined what kind of skin this finely textured tympanic membrane is made of.

There are ten such snare drums, exactly ten.

The man in the cloak knelt under the altar and lowered his head reverently. He was an old man with vicissitudes of life, with a sharp black horn between his sparse white hair~lightnovelpub.net~.

He cut his wrist, and the light blue blood full of spiritual energy flowed out, sprinkled on the altar, the altar seemed to come alive, and began to absorb the blood greedily and cheerfully.

At the same time, he held the drumstick, as if he used all his strength in an instant, and struck on the drum surface, so the human race behind him fell to his knees, and more people from outside the realm came out of the black mist next to him. They looked extremely indifferent, using long knives to cut the necks of these people, and blood spurted out like a spring.

It is generally sprinkled in all directions.

The altar hummed.

"The human drum made from the corpse of human ancestors, hehehe... It really has a miraculous effect on the human race." The old man stroked the drum face reverently, and suddenly kissed it, his eyes showing morbid fanaticism and disgust, these two completely different emotions Intertwined, it looks like a sick maniac.

But the people around were not surprised by this, because they looked at Xiao Gu in exactly the same way as the old man.

They belong to the Ming Yao family, and their heads were planted with demon horns.

Long, long ago, they were also humans.

Boom boom boom! ! !

At this moment, the altar suddenly trembled violently, and the sound was as loud as the creation of the world. A scarlet light rose from the altar at the same time, then fell into the air, and then the light suddenly became brighter, condensing into a huge incomparable light. 's sharp edge.

ho!

In the next instant, the sharp blade stabbed towards the void, and with a slam, it was as if the paper was shattered, and an invisible nothingness appeared on the other side.

As if connected to another world.

An exquisite jade foot wrapped in jet-black flame suddenly took a step from it. WeChat search public number: wmdy66, you are lonely, Miss Sister warms you with movies