That scream, so stern, like a beautiful dream, was instantly broken.
Yue Wushuang and the others rushed to it desperately, only to see a red snake, more than twenty feet in length, swallowing bloody storms, and constantly rushing towards a black-clothed woman in front of him. This woman was calm, dodged and faced the wind Rampant and happy without fear.
This snake is clearly the red training of the year. She used to do many evil things to survive and unscrupulously. She has long since repented. Now she has gone mad and tried her best to confront the black-clothed woman, one person and one beast. Layers fly and collapse, and the sky is dim.
And this black-clothed woman, Yue Wushuang and the others, didn't recognize it.
Their eyes were fixed not far away, a dying young man.
Qingzishan, the Tianjiao of the Qinglong tribe, the young patriarch, lying in a pool of blood, only the sound of intermittent breathing, a pair of eyes narrowed into a seam.
There was a wound on his chest, facing the heart, the sky spirit cover, there was still a wound, facing the primordial spirit, layers of dragon scales all over his body, looming.
The shape and spirit is about to dissipate, Qingzishan, half foot, stepping into the yellow spring.
At this scene, they were stunned, and they only felt that they were crying blood in their hearts!
The sound of the snake's roar was comparable to that of Long Yin, Chi Lian went mad, revealing his original form.
She had just grasped a trace of blood slaughter secrets, spit out a pillar of blood, and if it was contaminated, she would die forever.
"What to look at! Help!"
Li Dong patted the back of Li Xuan's head, and Li Xuan immediately took control of the sword, revealing the flowers on the other side of the Yellow Spring, and the pressure was amazing.
Li Dong's shadow of the blue dragon has also gradually increased. Mo Xiaoxun drives an emperor sword, flies through the sky, and takes the black-clothed woman directly. This battle is inevitable between lightning and flint.
Among the three of them, Mo Xiaoxun is particularly strong. With a natural sword heart, she can use the emperor sword to show ten percent of its power, and she must be afraid of the Ten Tribulation Realm.
Chi Lian's offensive continued unabated, but the wounds on her body suddenly burst open, splashing blood everywhere.
She swayed, and finally became discouraged. She lay on the ground and turned into a human body. She quickly rushed to the Qingzishan who was about to die, stroking his face, the pear blossoms rained, and she couldn't make a sound.
"My son, you promised not to leave me alone... I still want to hear you play the piano, dance with you, sing for a long time, and never give up. I would rather be by your side and be a slave and a maid..."
"Red Aya..."
Qing Zishan firmly held Chi Lian's hand, Hong Ling, he personally named Chi Lian.
The spirit beast, the insignificant spiritual wisdom, Tiangang, Zi Yao, and Chi Lian, all only took a code name, she should have a name that belongs to her.
Hong Ling had already burst into tears, tears wet her clothes, and the blood on her body, and the blood on Qing Zishan, melted together.
Yue Wushuang took out the medicine and handed it to Qingzishan. Qingzishan's pale face and mouth opened slightly, and said with difficulty: "Miss Yue...No, what's the matter with me, I already know... The soul is gone, I just I’m struggling with death... I want to have a few words with Hong Ling... ”
Yue Wushuang's tears couldn't help but also fell.
The hand she stretched out was still trembling, and her chest was undulating.
She retreated silently. At this moment, even Emperor Qiong and Ling Ying joined the battle. They and Li Dong Li Xuan, Mo Xiaoxuan, and five people besieged the black-clothed woman alone. The domineering sword force was fierce. The sword power, the roaring dragon, the soul-sucking flower on the other side, surging surgingly.
But the woman in black, she is only one person, always able to make predictions, retreat agilely, pace extremely fast, all over her body, there is no trace of scars.
Her cultivation base is the first calamity, Li Donglixuan, Wanyijing, Huangqiang, Wanyijing, Mo Xiaoxun, and even the heaven and human state, and their general cultivation bases are not high.
But fighting power cannot be judged solely by the realm. Li Dong Li Xuan’s bloodline and the seven-fold spiritual seal can give them endless stacking surges. The Emperor Qiong's Zhan Yuan Kuangdao is a sacred weapon, and he is still confident in dealing with the third calamity. Needless to say, Mo Xiaoxun was born with a sword heart, and with imperial weapons, she was able to sweep the Ten Tribulation Realm.
But this mysterious woman in black can always escape calmly.
She didn't panic, she seemed to be waiting for someone to come.
And here, Qing Zishan, looking at Hong Ling, love is like the sea, tears are intertwined, his lips are constantly trembling, and he is using his last strength to say what he really wants to tell Hong Ling: "Hong Ling … I think you are very good. In the troubled autumn, I should have shouldered the burden of protecting the Qinglong clan. I am lucky enough to meet you...
Tell me, you were bad before, killed good people, used beast tides, invaded human race...
But since I saved you that day, you have given me a feeling that you are traveling around the world, listening to everything, and you are accepting the world. Your heart has become pure...
You should go further than me, because you have no burdens, and I, lacking in skills, interrupted the practice.
The spiritual world is very big. You can find someone who loves you. If it doesn’t work, I will... huh... I hope you can get along well with everyone. You must remember that there is more than me who cares about you. You don’t live for me. , You are still alive, you have to spend every day with everyone!
Don’t suffer the pain alone...
These friends will also take care of you, and you must take care of yourself!
I will look at you in the sky. Maybe, one day you will hear the sound of the piano, it proves that I haven't gone far..."
After speaking these last words, his hand dropped forever, and a golden soul came out of his body with a smile on his face, farther and farther away from the red silk, gradually dissipating...
Hong Ling's eyes kept trembling, this trembling, more than her eyes, that is her heart—
"My son... I have you in this life, no regrets in this life..."
Hong Ling gradually lowered Qing Zishan's body. Soon, she stared coldly at the black-clothed woman who was counting by one enemy. The sword light divided the awe-inspiring righteousness and sword aura, causing the hurricane to go wild!
Along with her roar, she burned vitality, covered her body, with a blood-red flame emblem, a giant soul, about a few hundred meters long, giving birth to a pair of dragon horns, twin pupils like blood, devouring it to the utmost—
She turned into a red training body, rushed to the black-clothed woman, with an unstoppable momentum, rushing to Huanglong, speed, like ashes and distraction, surpassing herself, meaningless speed!
On her back, there was a pair of wings, the clouds in the sky, turned into the ancient red training body, opened her mouth, as if to say to her: God has given you a pair of wings, you should carry everything and be crazy about love—
At this moment, she turned the dragon, Huang Qiong and the others were very surprised, and quickly stepped back. She was only three feet away from the black-clothed woman, and it was almost instant.
However, the black-clothed woman made a weird move, raised the sword, a tear dripped in her eyes, and it fell on the sword. Time seemed to be slowed down.
Chi Lian Snake's eyes stared at the tears in a daze, as if he had forgotten to attack, and was in a daze.
Her body stopped in mid-air, and the black-clothed woman pierced her Tianling Gai with a sword, a fatal blow!
The dragon's horns and wings, like a phantom, shattered in an instant, and the long body of the snake fell to pieces, smashing the earth to pieces.
The soul is broken, Hong Lingshang goodbye!
She turned into an adult again, this is a spirit beast above the eighth level, a sacred beast, a common feature, death and love.
She is beautiful, and the fragrance will disappear.
Since being released from the contract by Luo Xingchen, she has learned to be tolerant and learned to defend her dignity.
Her eyes closed, two lines of tears fell...
"Chi Lian? Hong Ling!"
Li Xuan wanted to be crazy, the huge flower of the other bank opened a huge mouth to swallow the woman in black.
The black-clothed woman, a tear fell in her eyes again, Li Xuan accidentally saw that in her mind, she recalled that she was with her parents and brothers when she was a child, and she still wanted to give way to the poor days and poor food.
But for her, it was the best day, but now, she can't go back.
Heartbroken and crying, and distracted, the sword of the woman in black was merciless, and in a blink of an eye, it would pierce her chest and kill her.
"Canglong swallows the sun!"
Along with Li Dong's roar, a stalwart gray dragon's shadow slammed into the sword of the woman in black.
His sword also rushed to her, a sword stab at her, she flashed, was stabbed in the shoulder, her body trembled, and then she did not move, swinging the sword to cut her mind, a sword from top to bottom, split Li Dong's body into Two halves—
"Crazy Blade Art, Black Evil Wind and Sand! The king is over the world—"
The eyes of Emperor Qiong are red, the roar is shaking, and the huge shadow of the knife is hundreds of millions, and the knife is slashing wildly.
"Blood palm!"
Not far away, a man in a red shirt stepped on a meteor and suddenly slammed into the air. He leaped into the sky with his blood-red hand, hitting the blood-red palm print, shattering the shadow of the emperor's sword, and the black-clothed woman in the range of the shock wave, Pulled back.
"Boom—"
The Emperor Qiong flew out together with a knife.
The knife fell to the ground, and the person fell to the ground, blood gushing out, dyeing the black blade.
"Whizzing!"
Two figures descended from the sky again, one stood still, watching silently, and the other, waving his hand to summon an inextinguishable evil lamp, walked side by side with the man in the blood-shirt, the man in the blood-shirt walked indifferently, and the second person often appeared next to him. One, the third one is exactly the same, tangible and spiritual, all holding a blood halberd, splitting the mountain and the river, like a broken bamboo!
His body was leaning forward, stepping like flying, a long song, the sound of a halberd, distorted the space, and the shadow of the halberd obscured the sun.
As for this lamp, a vicious gas gushes out, and if it touches it, it will go crazy.
Huang Qiong was still struggling on the ground, Hong Ling's bones were not cold, but they were swept away by the air current, Yue Wushuang reached out and hugged her, placed it next to Qing Zishan, and held the hands of the two together.
Yue Wushuang, angry!
With a wave of her hand, she struck out a colorful stream of flames, like a sea wave, the waves are undulating, and the stream of flames can burn the evil, this is the flames of the imperial grade.
Like the shepherd boy, she can already control the flames of Emperor Pin.
Moreover, her imperial flame is different from the shepherd boy. It is he who condenses the power of the original source, and together, forms an indestructible flow of energy, which is surging and flooding!
Of the three bodies in the blood shirt, two of them couldn't dodge, and immediately disappeared. The remaining one, coldly avoided, slammed into Zhou Hua's Nether Xie Yan lamp.
The evil fire, and the collision of the imperial flames, one after another, one after another, one after another.
The man in the blood shirt stood tall, and his blood pupils looked at Emperor Qiong, Li Xuan, Mo Xiaoxun, and Yue Wushuang, all of them swept away one by one.
All of them have hallucinations!
Seeing a sea of blood in front of me, rushing forward, a series of blood demon skeletons, holding a long knife, smashed the sky and covered the earth, and swept their bodies over, Yue Wushuang closed his eyes and felt that he was being hit by a thousand arrows. Through the heart, blood stained a lifetime.
As soon as Huang Qiong stood up, without holding the knife, he felt as if he was being stepped on by the giant soles of his feet, crushing his bones directly.
Mo Xiaoxun felt that the sword in her hand was flying out uncontrollably, turning the sword's edge, aiming at her forehead, and passing the sword, her body shook, and her arms spread out like a yellow spring!
Li Xuan saw an even more horrifying scene. Just now, Li Dong's body was split in half, and the soul was still there. At this moment, the soul was turning blood red, stretched out her thin palm, strangling her neck, She was put to death.
She feels that she is having difficulty breathing and is about to die...