This purple body is the realm master of the killing domain!
His face was pale at the moment, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were shocked.
A red lightning descended from the purple mist in the sky. The speed was too fast. When it fell, it did not rush to the purple-haired man, but flickered, and went straight to the god demon!
The face of the god demon changed drastically, and he wanted to dodge, but he was not qualified to dodge in the clear water extreme realm, and the extreme realm lightning flashed directly through his chest.
The old man's eyes dimmed immediately, and his body collapsed with a bang. It can be said that this person is one of the happiest deaths among the Jingni monks, until his consciousness dissipates, there is endless melancholy surrounding him.
The red lightning penetrated the old man's body without any pause. He swept around in a circle, listening to the constant ups and downs of bangs, but at this moment, almost most of the cultivators around him collapsed physically!
This is the power of Qingshui Extreme Realm!
Wang Lin was already ready to open the third eye to display the power of the source for the approach of the god and demon, but at this moment, Qing Shui assisted, but without thinking, went straight to the phantom Xuzi ahead.
The purple mist rolled and shrank sharply in the sky, and finally turned into a fist-sized fog ball, floating on Qing Shui's palm, beside Qing Shui, there was a purple carved phoenix hairpin hovering.
Qing Shui looked at that Chaizi's gaze, showing softness, but when he looked down to kill the cultivator of the realm, the softness in his eyes disappeared, but instead was endless indifference, stepping down from the sky.
"The land where I want to slaughter in the clear water will never leave anything alive!"
The purple-haired man looked pale and without thinking, he pointed to the void under his right arm pinch, and immediately his entire right arm collapsed with a bang, turning into countless flesh and blood spinning in front of him, but he opened a gap alive. Without any hesitation, when he shook his body, he was about to get into the crack.
"Take the relics I left to accompany my deceased wife as a magic weapon, you wait, you all deserve to die!"
As Shimizu said, he raised his right hand and pointed towards it!
Under this finger. A gloomy sound came from Shimizu's mouth.
"Xianshu, landslide!"
As soon as this statement came out, the ground was trembling within the killing realm immediately, and six giant peaks appeared out of thin air. These six giant peaks were more than two thousand meters high, and the moment they appeared, there was a majestic and mighty force that filled the world.
At the moment when the Qingshui landslide exited, these six towering peaks shook each other, but they merged into one, forming a real mountain that is almost indistinguishable from the real thing!
With a landslide, the mountain shook violently, and a large piece of black smoke burst out from the top of the mountain. The moment it filled the world, a dark red flame was sprayed from the mountain peak.
The high temperature possessed by this flame can wipe out all living beings, and when it blows out, the flame turns into pieces of black smoke-emitting boulders, smashing down fiercely from the sky.
The earth shook like the end.
Pieces of toxic dust covered the sky, making everything between the world and the earth. All turned into ruins.
There is also a wave of magma, spreading down from the top of the mountain, and in a blink of an eye, the boundary of this killing area is immediately filled with endless high temperature and destructive aura.
This magma contains the power of heaven and earth, destroying everything in the world!
Killing the cultivators in the realm, there were immediately some people with insufficient cultivation skills, who were exposed to the dust toxin, their bodies withered in screams, and disappeared into nothingness in a blink of an eye.
Some even struggled in that magma, but the temperature of the magma was too strong, even if they used magical powers and magic weapons, they still couldn't escape this disaster!
The crack that the purple-haired man had torn apart immediately collapsed under the impact of the landslide, and his face was pale and quickly retreated. His initial cultivation base of Nirvana Breaking, even after using the broken subkong Nirvana magic weapon, was still unable to fight Qingshui. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, that is, to escape quickly!
"It's a pity that I am the only one in the realm of killing the Broken Nirvana, and most of the Jing Nirvana has gone to the Alliance Headquarters. Otherwise, I have enough power to help me use the ninety-nine sword formation, but even if it is ninety-nine swords The Nineteenth Formation, I am afraid it is impossible to resist this supernatural power!"
And that Huanxuzi gave up fighting Wang Lin with a pale face, and quickly retreated. After seeing Wang Lin chasing him, he cursed inwardly, but he threw the Jiujian Heyi next to him back. Knowing that Wang Lin cares about these nine swords, he wants to leave Wang Lin alone.
Wang Lin flashed his eyes, gave up the pursuit, grabbed the void with his right hand, and immediately grabbed all the nine swords in his hands, and the nine swords suddenly struggled sharply.
Qing Shui's eyes showed terrible evil spirits, stretched out his hands, pushed upwards, and drank in his mouth: "Mountain, first collapse!"
As soon as Qingshui's words fell, the flames and the lava flowing from the mountain immediately boiled, and they rose from the ground to the sky.
In the process of this rush, it collapsed suddenly and turned into an unimaginable shock that filled the entire killing area. Suddenly, more than a dozen monks were surrounded by flames and magma in screams, turning into black ash and dissipating.
"Second collapse!"
Drink water again!
The entire killing domain was shaken, and the top of the huge mountain collapsed suddenly, and more magma and flames, as well as the endless dust, spewed out immediately.
"The third collapse!"
Qing Shui pinched the Jue with both hands and pointed at the mountain!
At this moment, the mountain really collapsed with a bang, countless rubbles rushed away, a large flame swept the sky, and the sky here was completely covered in a blink of an eye. The sky was only flames, nothing more!
With the collapse of the mountain, the endless magma is like a sea of flames, turning into countless waves of magma. Occupy all the land in an instant!
The sky, endless flames. The earth is filled with magma, and in the middle, there is a thick and toxic dust!
With a scream of screams, in this short time, all the monks except the purple-haired man and the Huanxuzi died!
Even the Unreal Child, at this moment, his strength is weak, and his eyes are shocked, extremely rich.
While the purple-haired man smiled bitterly, he simply gave up resisting and looked at Qingshui complicatedly. He knew that the other party had no intention of killing himself for the time being, otherwise, in the purple mist just now, he would have died.
Kill all the buildings in the realm, all of them melted, and there is nothing more!
Wang Lin stared at the scene in front of him blankly. He didn't expect that this landslide would have such power!
"This is Xianshu... Landslide!"
With a flick of Qingshui's big sleeve, eighty-eight silver lights flew out of the magma on the ground. As soon as they were caught in the clear water, the eighty-eight silver lights trembled and were thrown at Wang Lin by the reborn Nirvana.
"If you like this thing, I will give it to you!"
Wang Lin grabbed the syndicate and put it in the storage bag.
Under the sway of the clear water, it turned into a black wind and swept across, curling up the Huanxuzi and the purple-haired man, and stepped forward violently. There was a blast of the killing domain, and there was a final collapse.
This killing domain was originally established in a cracked space in the fairy world. At this moment, as the space collapsed, the killing domain was turned into countless fragments and was swallowed by nothingness.
Under Qing Shui's feet, a huge whirlpool appeared immediately. His body sank into it, nodded to Wang Lin, and slowly said, "I have something to do, Xu Mu, don't know when I will meet today. , You... do it yourself!"
As he said, he sank into the whirlpool and disappeared with Huan Xuzi and the purple-haired monk.
Wang Lin was silent, and stepped out in the same step, entered the whirlpool, and left the collapsed killing realm!
Wang Lin's figure in the starry sky turned out, and he sighed and looked back to the distance. After a long time, Wang Lin's body shook, merged into nothingness, and moved towards the place where the heavenly fate star was.
In the distance, where he could not see, Qinglian moved forward quietly. Behind him, the expressions of the two men, Xuhuanzi and the Zifa monk, had declined, closely following them, flashing a unique immortal mark on their eyebrows. Slave India!
Qing Shui's hand held a thing, which was the purple hairpin. Looking at this thing, Qing Shui's eyes gradually softened, but this softness contained a sense of sadness and longing.
"Good luck tricks people..."
Shimizu shed tears only twice in his life. For the first time, Qingshui Kingdom was destroyed and his parents died. When a little monk fleeing for nine deaths in his life, the feeling of grief and indignation made him shed tears.
The second time, it was in Lei Xian Realm's own madness, after killing the beloved by himself, sober, tears of regret!
This hairpin evoked Shimizu's endless memories and thoughts. He always remembered that on the day he became Bai Fan’s disciple, he gave this hairpin to her...
He has never been able to forget the scenes of happiness.
There was a tingling pain in my heart, and the corner of Qing Shui's eyes shed this life, the third tear...
"Smoke..."
The memory is like water in the palm of the palm. When it slowly flows down between the fingers, the cold feeling is always unforgettable... If you inadvertently think of it, sad thoughts can drown yourself.
In front of Qingshui's eyes, a scene from the past appeared, the dead wife's eyes were dim, but she kept holding this hairpin on her right hand.
The tip of the hairpin stayed in the woman's heart, piercing deeply into it, and the blood flowed down the hairpin and dripped to the ground.
"Shimizu, I didn't die because of you, I died in your own hands... Don't be sad, don't be sad all your life, you didn't hurt me..."
In order to prevent Qingshui from grief, anger and guilt after she was sober, this woman, at the moment of Qingshui's madness, smiled herself in front of Qingshui.
Her soft and nostalgic eyes revealed deep perseverance, and the smile on her face was a kind of silent cry, which turned into a force to make Qing Shui sober!
Qingshui at that time, under such a scene, came to his senses.
"The husband in my mind is an upright man. He will not abandon his whole life because of the passing of a moment, and he will not be confused in a whole life, but will turn all his power into a persistent belief... to find out all of this. reason!"
There was sorrow in Shimizu's eyes, and he murmured: "Hanyan, don't worry, I will find out all the reasons..."