Life is fragile!
In the end, they still couldn't pass the test in their hearts, and ended their young lives with their own hands.
No one can stop a person from dying!
The blood stained the snow on the ground red, and it was still trickling smoothly, bright red and dazzling, without the smell of blood, but with a faint fragrance, the fragrance of water flowing.
Like the most beautiful flower, withered!
Zhao Tian's hands were tightly clenched, his teeth were about to be shattered. Why couldn't they survive? They weren't killed by the evil sect. As a man, a woman who couldn't protect the Vientiane Tower, what kind of man is this
"Ah!" He growled, his eyes bloodshot.
There were just four living beautiful women, but in an instant, they fell to the ground and became cold. When they died, they all had a relieved smile.
"What's your name?" Feng Feiyun asked.
"Wu Pagoda student, Zhao Tian."
"Take them in and send them back to the Vientiane Tower." Feng Feiyun's eyes flashed brightly, and he walked towards Qianmei Manor with a knife in hand, saying: "Killing for life. For the lives of four women, the evil sect must have forty people. Life, come and bury them with them!"
Murder for life, one for ten!
Zhao Tian stared at the black armor, the absolute back, and his heart was full of admiration. There is actually such a real man in the world who is not afraid of the evil sect.
Today, Princess Luofu invited all the heroes of the world to gather at Qianmei Manor. Most of the heroes of the younger generation who came to Sansheng County have already arrived.
Not only for the five spirit grasses, but also to see the demeanor of the fourth beauty of the Shenjin Dynasty.
The door of Qianmei Manor opened, no one blocked it, and everyone can enter today.
After Feng Feiyun entered the gate, he saw a plum garden with white snow and red plums. When the cold wind blew, the red petals danced with the white goose feather flying snow, which was very pleasing to the eye.
After walking for half an hour, I passed through this plum garden, passed through a large lake, and climbed over two steep mountains full of plum blossoms. Before my eyes, a group of palaces appeared, with red walls and green tiles, and spirit birds rushing. Fei, I am afraid there are more than 100 towers and ancient temples.
The Qianmei Manor is very huge, and it was once the private residence of the city lord, so it cannot be measured by an ordinary manor.
Feng Feiyun tried his best to calm down his angry heart. He strolled in the courtyard, watching the scenery and listening to the music of the guzheng. He closed his eyes and was intoxicated. It was not until he walked into this group of temples that the sound of the guzheng was heard. disappear.
"Boom!"
There are psychic spells colliding in the sky, and the sound of fighting can be heard from a distance.
This is a grand event where dragons and tigers fight. It has been starting for a long time, and dozens of battles have passed.
Walking slowly between the halls, the voice of the battle became clearer and clearer.
Along the way, I met many monks of the younger generation, from evil sects who wanted to wear black robes, there were Daoist descendants in Taoist robes, there were also little nuns in white clothes from the Beast-Controlling Studio, and there were also many geniuses in the Vientiane Tower.
But these people all rushed past, some flying in the sky, some came with cranes, some stood on the back of the white-boned centipede, no one noticed Feng Feiyun, they all had strong backgrounds, for the world invincible genius.
A thousand commander of the Shenwu Army is just like an ordinary grassy man, and he really can't get into their eyes.
When I finally walked through this palace, I suddenly opened up in front of my eyes. It was in a tens of thousands of hectares of plum gardens.
Princess Luofu was sitting in a wind pavilion, with golden robes and fairy robes, blue silk like a waterfall, with a golden veil on her face, with the spirit of the Dragon Emperor lingering around her, ordinary people could not help but kneel on the ground when they looked at her. .
Eunuch Yu, wearing a blue dove robe and smiling, was standing beside Princess Luofu.
Eight great masters, wearing ancient mysterious armor, also like eight invincible gods of war, stood behind the wind pavilion, lined up, and their bodies contained supreme fighting power.
No one dared to take a step closer to Princess Luofu, but beside Princess Luofu, there was a woman in white, holding a purple wood zither, also wearing a veil, and there was an ethereal fairy melody on her body.
There were too many monks present, Feng Feiyun stood under an ancient plum tree on the periphery, far apart, and could only see trembling figures, unable to squeeze in.
In the Qianmei Manor, there are many big people gathered. The ten halls of Senluo Hall, there are "four halls" of His Royal Highnesses are here, the third hall, the fourth hall, the seventh hall, and the tenth hall, each of them is a party The young generation of the strongest of the evil sect brought the top strong of the evil sect.
Each hall of the evil sect is independent of each other, and the power is quite terrifying. It is only because the evil sect wants to join forces to deal with the Vientiane Tower, so it is temporarily united.
However, the evil sects have been divided for thousands of years, and they are deeply guarded against each other. Even some evil sects are still in a hostile state, and it is impossible to be monolithic.
In addition to the evil sect, Daomen, Beast Yuzhai, Eighteen Tianhou Mansion, and the four major clans, these forces all have young talents and young ladies gathered here. It can be seen that the influence of Princess Luofu in the younger generation is not ordinary. big.
"Princess Luofu is the master today. You people from the evil sect are so arrogant, don't you even give the princess face?" Zhuo Jiwen, the third prince of the Food Kingdom, shouted.
"Haha! The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. You, the top powerhouse of the Vientiane Pagoda, have lost six people in a row. It can only be said... The Vientiane Pagoda has really declined, and there is no enemy that can be fought. Hey! How can you blame me for the arrogance of the evil sect ?"
The Red Magic Cube laughed loudly, and a red cloud of fire bloomed on the palm of the hand, directly injuring a Vientiane Pagoda Tianjiao ranked 63rd in the "Hundred Pagodas List", hitting the ground, his body was scorched, and he trembled on the ground. .
The Red Magic Cube is the most outstanding person in the fourth hall of Senluo Hall, a "protector of the hall", and the number one expert under Xue Changxiao's seat. No matter it is cultivation level or ambition, few people can match it.
"Today, Princess Luofu is looking for the first powerhouse of the Great Perfection of the Divine Foundation. Naturally, she is a cultivator with a face in the world. My evil sect is invincible in warfare, so why can't I participate? Are you afraid of the Vientiane Tower?"
"The so-called rebel genius of the Vientiane Tower wants to seek revenge from my evil sect, but he has lost six battles and six battles. This can only blame you for your poor cultivation."
"Princess Luofu is the hero of the Vientiane Tower. She can't measure so small, can't you tolerate our evil sect?"
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All the disciples of the evil sect laughed, with ridicule and contempt. They had long known that among the students of the Vientiane Pagoda, there were many who refused to accept it, and they would be ashamed today.
So the genius of the four halls of the evil sect has come out, and they are coming to suppress these disobedient people under the watchful eyes of the public. If you don't accept it, then you will be conquered.
Moreover, in the hands of Princess Luofu, the five spirit grasses will be taken away, so that this proud royal goddess can also taste the power of the evil sect.
"The grievances between the Vientiane Pagoda and the Evil Sect, three months later, on the shore of the holy lake, there will naturally be a showdown between male and female, who is the king and who is the bandit, and then it will be clear at first sight. The realm of Great Perfection is king, then the five spirit grasses can be taken away." Princess Luofu finally spoke.
Standing in the field, the Red Magic Cube deliberately glanced at the students of the Vientiane Tower, and said with a smile: "Today it seems that my evil sect will dominate the stage, and the Vientiane Tower can hardly find a battleable enemy, so I only used five layers of power. , he has already suppressed the genius genius of the six Vientiane Towers..."
"I'll fight you."
Zhuo Jiwen couldn't listen anymore, the white Confucian clothes on his body swelled up, and with a swoosh, he flew to the top of the Red Cube's head, and a big handprint pressed it down.
Zhuo Jiwen is the third prince of the Caliphate Kingdom. He has been extremely talented since he was a child. Later, he entered the Vientiane Pagoda to cultivate, and his cultivation base is even higher. He is the hero of the younger generation of the Vientiane Pagoda.
The students of the Vientiane Tower all know that Zhuo Jiwen is strong, and he has almost never been defeated. With his shot, he will definitely be able to suppress the arrogance of the evil sect.
"boom!"
The Red Rubik's Cube stepped on a cloud of fire and rose to the sky. The body unfolded the atmosphere of "a thousand seas of red clouds". The body seemed to be transformed into a blue sky, and there were fire clouds floating above the head, just like the setting sun, the red glow, and the sea of fire in the center of the earth. .
Zhuo Jiwen never expected that the Red Magic Cube would be so powerful, with awe-inspiring body and savage aura, just as soon as they fought, they were hit by a wave of fire, scorching a strand of hair.
Princess Luofu frowned slightly and shook her head gently, as if she had seen the result.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for Zhuo Jiwen to be hit by the "Six Flames of the World" of the Red Cube, half of his body burned, and his flesh and blood kept rolling down.
Zhuo Jiwen was horrified, "Six Flames of Shaking the World" was really terrifying, and he couldn't even block the Divine Rune of Body Protection.
In such a daze, the Red Cube slapped it down with a palm, containing the power of eight cattle. Zhuo Jiwen vomited blood, and his body split seven or eight, and his body almost split four or five.
A young hero, lying on the ground, just kept coughing up blood and couldn't get up.
Silence all over the place!
Zhuo Jiwen is the future heir of the Caliphate Kingdom. He is the number one expert of a sacred tower. Many people have heard of his name, but he still loses and is extremely miserable.
Is the evil sect so powerful that it is invincible? Or is it that the disciples of the Vientiane Pagoda are really that bad
"Haha! The Vientiane Pagoda has seven defeats in seven battles. What the hell is the number one holy place in the world, only worthy of adding feet to our evil sect, haha, no, the tongue is too thick to add feet... ah!"
A disciple of the evil sect was laughing, and was suddenly stared to death by a gaze, and fell to the ground with a bang, his head bursting directly.
This is a Celestial Eye, the light is as sharp as a sword!
With a single glance, an evil sect disciple can be stunned to death, and no one has found out where this gaze came from.
"Who said that the Vientiane Tower is unbeatable?" A cold voice sounded, shocking the scene.
Feng Feiyun's spiritual sense moved, his eyes looked into the distant Merlin, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he actually came.
"Who is sneaking around, and still don't get out!"
"Hiding the head and showing the tail, you are just a rat's gall..."
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
A few more eyes flew out from the air, piercing the three evil sect disciples in the Great Perfection Realm of the God Base, all of them bursting with hearts, and fell straight to the ground.
Several His Royal Highnesses of the evil sect wanted to help, but they were too late. This gaze was too terrifying, like the eyes of the ghost king of the underworld.