Zhenshan Zong—
Lan Zhongyue, who has just been promoted to the Spirit Seal Realm, is full of confidence at this moment, full of confidence, and his ancestor Zhenshan Sixth Patriarch is facing the sky!
They fought for three hundred rounds. The Sixth Patriarch of Zhenshan kept suppressing the cultivation base. After Lan Zhongyue tasted the sweetness, he attacked more fiercely.
Hundreds of meters away, a group of elders and disciples watched the battle of the strong with their mouths stunned. They looked at the overturned land and the cracks that were chopped out, all with envy, dreaming that one day, They can also become such strong men.
"Bang!" Lan Zhongyue was kicked again by the sixth ancestor of Zhenshan and fell to the ground, but he bounced up suddenly and hit him again!
At this moment, a cloud of evil suddenly descended in the sky!
This evil breath shook their hearts full of oppression, and they were all panicked.
"Look! What is that? It's terrible!"
All the talents just raised their heads, and in that group of evil clouds in an instant, bursts of bright light shot through the bodies of thousands of people in an instant!
Their eyes widened, before they had time to scream, they froze with resentment, their bodies froze and died!
The six ancestors of Zhenshan wanted to split their eyes: "Where is the rat generation! Pretending to be gods and ghosts, ruining my sect disciples! Be bold!"
"Hahaha..." With a wild laugh, a masked figure suddenly fell to the ground.
He exuded an evil aura different from human beings, and in an instant, he smiled strangely at the remaining Sixth Patriarch of Zhenshan and Lan Zhongyue.
"You, who are you?" The bloodlines of the sixth ancestor of Zhenshan and Lan Zhongyue are full of oppression, and they have been violently repelling them.
"Dong Li's name, you don't even know it, do you know that there is a sky outside the sky?"
Dongli scratched his neck and said indifferently.
"Stop talking nonsense, slaughter my sect, cut my foundation, today, save my life!" Zhenshan Sixth Patriarch was furious, his eyes were red, and a golden token was released in his hand, stomping on the sole of his foot, and the ground cracked. Make dozens of openings!
"Gravity Field, borrow the spirit of my ancestors, now!" Zhenshan Sixth Ancestor shouted violently, and suddenly a huge pressure suddenly fell on the land of thousands of feet!
Except for the disciples of his Zhenshan Sect, everyone else will be affected, their speed will be suppressed, and they will not be able to use their full strength!
This space has become khaki, the gravity field, also known as the big geographical field, a hundred times the pressure falls, even if you are in the spirit seal realm, you can't escape!
"Zhong Yue, flick back and forth, cut!"
With an order, the Sixth Patriarch of Zhenshan and Lan Zhongyue, one after the other, waved heavy hammers in their hands, and slammed them towards Dongli.
Dongli clasped his arms playfully and didn't move.
boom!
Two strong forces caused the gust of wind to roar, and if anyone stepped into this energy range, they would be crushed to pieces.
Both of them, simultaneously unfolding the double spiritual seal, attacked and left!
call out!
In the next moment, Dongli did not move his limbs, but disappeared in the attacking area like a phantom.
"Ka!" Suddenly, the necks of the sixth ancestor of Zhenshan and Lan Zhongyue felt so stiff that they could not twist.
Their pupils dilated, in addition to panic, they were panic!
"Chichi!" Then, one after the other, two transparent sharp cones forced the hearts of the two, and blood splashed all over the floor.
"Uh..." Lan Zhongyue suddenly died of anger, and the sixth ancestor of Zhenshan, with a last breath, looked at the silhouette of Dongli on the side with an unwilling look, and made intermittent voices: "Why... Dadifield... It's useless to you..."
"Haha, go to hell, ask your ancestors!" Dongli showed a fierce look, and patted the bodies of these two with his hands. With a "bang", two spiritual seal realm powerhouses burst and died, everything, Only in a flash.
After doing this, Dong Liyun patted his sleeves gently, wiped the debris from his clothes, and looked indifferently into the distance: "Huh, next stop!"
call out!
His body disappeared...
Dongshan Gate—
In the martial arts arena, four ancient gods stand high on the four corners. More than a thousand disciples and elders are practicing here. Each of them is full of energy, shouting hard, holding swords, and fighting each other. together!
"Boom bang bang bang!" The four air currents slammed down quickly, destroying the four stone statues in an instant.
"Who!" The people stared at the sky in amazement, but saw a man with curly hair curled up with one foot, standing on one leg, falling steadily like a breeze.
The master of Dongshan Gate stared at Leng Blade in horror. He couldn't see through this person's cultivation base!
"Quickly, set up an array!"
"Swish swish..." More than a thousand disciples quickly opened their positions and released a series of sharp flying knives. Thousands of knives came out, whirling in this space, with murderous aura, all rushing to Leng Blade's body.
The cold blade walks in the courtyard, without dodge or avoid, staying on the spot.
Outside of his body, he freely released a layer of body-protecting qi that was several feet high, wrapping it tightly.
These flying knives were densely packed, slashing towards him with gusts of wind, but they were directly blocked by the body guard qi, unable to infiltrate.
Cold Blade chuckled indifferently: "Flying Knife Formation, okay, then let you see and know, my Cold Blade..."
"laugh-"
In the sea of cold blades, an invisible transparent virtual blade flew out in an instant, shuttled in the air like a streamer, slashing in all directions, before all the flying knives touched it, they were shot into fragments by the light, and It is a violent wind with a violent whistling, in a short span of time, tossing and flowing thousands of times!
"Chichichichi..." Then, this virtual blade cut everyone's body apart, and they fell one after another with unwilling grievances, and how many people couldn't die.
After that, Leng Ren closed his eyes and spread his arms, seeming to have a sense of enjoyment.
A trace of resentment, turned into evil, poured out from the pile of dead people, and was absorbed by him as best he could, absorbed...
Cangzhou, an ancient city, is quiet and peaceful, and the streets and alleys are bustling and lively.
Suddenly, a purple-clothed woman stood indifferently in the middle of the street, smiling evilly, and waving a sharp sword in her hand.
Ahead, a little bit staggered, happily holding his little feet, running around on the street.
Cars, horses and pedestrians in front of them gave way.
"Baby! Don't run away! Danger..."
A middle-aged man, sweating profusely, quickly bypassed the crowd to chase him.
"Quack..." Xiao Budian smiled happily with a grin. His lovely face has caused many girls to be overwhelmed with motherhood.
He ran in front of the woman in purple and bumped into the body of the woman in purple.
The man had just chased him, and suddenly saw the sword in the purple-clothed woman's hand, braving the cold light!
His eyes widened and he was terrified: "My child! Run!"
"Shit!" One sword, nailed the brain of a two-year-old child!
He stopped laughing, his little life dissipated, and he froze like this!
The middle-aged man was trembling and his eyes were red.
"You vicious woman, give me my son's life—"
"Chi!" Another sword pierced the man's chest!
His hand had already held the purple-clothed woman's throat, and he wanted to strangle her to death, but he could no longer move.
"Devil, run, everyone, run!" Everyone was frightened by the young purple-clothed woman, and the street became a mess, each rushing to their homes.
The purple-clothed woman began to shoot her sword and kill! Kill! Cut mercilessly, cut and cut!
From the elderly to the children, she never let go. She never cared how innocent these people were. She had no heart. Even if there were, her heart was cold and black.
In this way, the fresh lives gradually disappeared. An invisible resentment rose from the eyes of the dead corpse, gathering more and more, and the blood-red evil clouds in the sky were constantly growing. Grow stronger...
At this moment, Luoshenfu—
Luo Xingchen, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, closed his eyes, waiting for the fish to take the bait.
Behind him, a figure descended, knelt down, and said in a condensed voice: "Master! I'm in Cangzhou today, something has happened!"
Luo Xingchen's heart sank suddenly, opened his eyes, held his breath, and said in a deep voice, "Say!"
Ling Feng clasped his fist and said: "Yes, hundreds of thousands of people in more than a dozen ancient cities have all been slaughtered by a mysterious force. Now these cities have become chaotic graves!"
boom-
Luo Xingchen gritted his teeth, angrily, and his eyes widened!
The pond in front of him was splashed with waves of more than ten feet. All the water in the pond was scattered on the ground in an instant, and the whole pond became dry.
Fishes are still beating on the flat ground!
Luo Xingchen stood up suddenly and shouted coldly: "Ling Feng, what is the strength of Luoshen Palace now!"
Ling Feng said earnestly: "Lord, today we recruited a new group of martial artists. Among them, there are three of them in the Lingtu realm. They all came for your name, and they wanted to be the Luoshen Mansion very sincerely. Effectiveness. Today, there are 18 people in Luoshen Mansion that are only strong in the spiritual realm, and there are about five thousand people in the spiritual realm! Now, the Luoshen Mansion can sweep the four without any help!"
Luo Xingchen condensed his eyebrows, released a blood-red scroll in his hand, stared at Ling Feng, and officially announced: "Ling Feng listens to the order!"
Ling Feng's eyes showed his spirits, and he knelt to take orders.
Luo Xingchen said slowly: "Ling Feng, what I hold in my hand is the ancient Zhongyuan continent, one of the nine ancestors of the human race, the legacy of the blood killing emperor, the name is, the blood refining code, and the blood killing technique. !
From now on, I will officially pass it on to you, and set up a blood killer! You, the sect master of the Blood Killing Sect, ordered you to gather our men and horses within two months to practice the blood killing technique together and practice the blood killing combined attack formation! Regardless of whether it is a scum of human life, whether it is a ghost or an evil race, see one, kill one, if you can't deal with it, fly the book to tell me, I bring Lan Yuan, and the blood slaughter, and go to support! "
Ling Feng was shocked and raised his head, staring brilliantly at Luo Xingchen's left hand scroll and right hand red stone.
This is the law of the ancient strong, the ancient strong!
He excitedly took over the fragments of the blood refining code and blood killing technique, and his heart was already surging!
Luo Xingchen solemnly said: "Listen well, Ling Feng, the blood refining code, even I have never practiced. Its purpose is to kill characters here. The more people killed, the more blood you see, the stronger! But, you remember for me, to kill the door in blood, to be a teacher of justice, to slaughter the invaders, to clean up the door, to wipe out the scum-worms of the human race! Never hurt the innocent! Otherwise, I will never forgive you!"
Ling Feng leaned over and gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, your subordinates will always remember! Blood kills the door! Eliminate harm for the people! Walk the way for the sky!"
"Okay! Give you five days to call me all the people, and those who have wronged minds will be punishable! The rest, all are qualified to practice the first volume of the blood code..."
The drum of war is beating, and it has been quiet for a year, disaster is coming, in this troubled world, ask the world, who is the hero—