Spreading immortality starts from pushing Douluo horizontally

The bones of his face were deformed, and Qian Daoliu's eyes were full of humiliation. He was an extreme Douluo, standing at the pinnacle of the continent, a member of the angel lineage who was born to be superior. No one had ever bullied him like this, not even his former rival Tang Chen.

Yan Qingxing was punched in the face again and flew backwards. Qian Daoliu felt even more humiliated and was on the verge of exploding.

Yan Qingxing, I want you to die!you die!die!

No, I will cut you into pieces with a thousand knives, peel your skin and cramp your muscles, to thank you for the hatred in my heart.

Qian Daoliu flew down from the sky, roaring in his heart, and the overwhelming hatred in his eyes was surging, ready to turn into reality.

The remaining Wuhun Palace Douluo fell from the sky into the group of black-armored soldiers, raising three or five black-gold soldiers.

At first glance, all the Douluo in Wuhun Palace had been beaten to a bloody pulp and were no longer human.

If you see the fragile point of your soul, it will probably scare you to tears.

Yan Qingxing slowly landed on the ground, and with a move in the air, the water flowed from the horizon and formed a line, flying towards it. Under the moonlight, it shone with silvery white light, pouring onto Yan Qingxing's jade-like hands.

This beautiful scene, coupled with Yan Qingxing's handsome face and a little bloody white clothes, is very beautiful.

But when everyone saw this beautiful scene, they couldn't appreciate it at all. They were horrified, and a chill in their hearts shot up to the sky, which was extremely terrifying.

"Devil, devil, just the devil!"

"Run, devil, he is the devil."

"He is not a human being at all, he is a devil, a devil!"

The black-armored soldiers scattered into a ball, shouting in panic, their hearts full of fear, and fled into the surrounding forest, rolled away, and crawled away.

"Since we are standing on the opposite side, no one can go back alive." Yan Qingxing said calmly, his eyes cold.

A clear shadow flickered beside him, and the long sword was in hand again. Yan Qingxing stepped forward, and his figure rushed out in an instant and entered the group of black-armored soldiers.

Wherever Yan Qingxing passed, sword light and blood flowers flew together. Under the moonlight, wailing and sonorous sword sounds sounded together, playing a tragic song.

Within three or five breaths, a river of blood had already formed here. Gugu's bright red blood flowed down the mountainside to the foot of the mountain. In the coming year, the trees here will surely grow extraordinarily gorgeous.

"I...how could I want to offend such a demon? How could I offend him!!" Davis hid behind a tree beside the Immortal Road, watching the soldiers fall one after another, and the blood formed a river. , the body was shaking and he said in a trembling voice.

"You should die too."

A devil-like whisper came from behind. Davis turned around tremblingly, with fearful eyes, and shouted: "Don't kill me, I am the prince of the Star Luo Empire, I am...ho...ho..."

A flash of sword light flashed, and Davis could no longer shout. He fell to the ground, holding Gu Gu's bleeding neck, making a sound of air mixing into his vocal cords.

Gently swinging out a sword flower, blood flew along the tip of the sword and fell to the ground. Yan Qingxing held the long sword in his hand and walked slowly to the path to immortality.

Before entering the Immortal Road, there was a black-armored soldier paralyzed with fear.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The black-armored soldier looked at Yan Qingxing, whose white clothes had been stained with blood, and who was coming with a dazzling sword, begging for mercy. He couldn't help but move back, but was blocked by the corpse of a comrade.

Seeing that Yan Qingxing had not stopped, the black-armored soldier got up and ran back.

In the formation, groups of white lights came slowly, and the group headed by them happened to fall in front of the black-armored soldiers.

In the white light group, wearing armor and holding a long sword, Xue Luochuan stepped out. As soon as he came out, he saw the black-armored soldiers rushing towards him. His eyes lit up, and he swung his sword, killing the black-armored soldiers, and shouted Said: "Sect Master, disciple Xue Luochuan is here to help you!"

After shouting, Xue Luochuan noticed the scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​​​blood around him. The corpses of countless black-armored soldiers were lying on the ground. The only wound on his body was gurgling with blood. The whole road before and around the Immortal Road was covered with blood. It exudes a bloody aura that reaches the sky, just like purgatory on earth.

"Gudong..." Xue Luochuan swallowed, couldn't help but take two steps back, and shouted: "Oh my god! Did I come to the wrong place?"

"Sect Master, are you a human or a ghost!" Seeing Yan Qingxing's body covered in blood, Xue Luochuan said in a trembling voice, his whole body trembling and his heart beating with fear.

Behind Xue Luochuan, soldiers walked out of the white light groups that fell one after another. Even though they had experienced hundreds of battles, they were all elites who had fought on the battlefield. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but change their expressions.

This scene was really horrifying. Thousands of black-armored soldiers were bleeding into rivers on the field. Not far away, there were more than a dozen titled Douluo whose flesh and blood were mangled.

"Is this really possible?"

The soldiers looked at this scene and were stunned.

Roxon pushed a simple wooden wheelchair out. Sitting on it was a sick and wilted old man. He didn't even raise his head, but he was wearing armor.

Roxon walked out and was shocked by this scene. It wasn't that he couldn't accept the bloody scene. He had seen bloodier things on the battlefield, but it was never caused by one person. It was all an organized army. This kind of situation , he never thought about it.

"Hiss~ One man becomes an army. Even an army of tens of thousands can't stop him!" Roxon took a breath and said, with a faint cry of worry in his eyes, but he thought that Xue Luochuan was already considered an outer sect of Xuanqing Sect. Disciple, Luoxen was relieved.

The old man tried hard to raise his heavy eyelids, and saw this scene with his turbid eyes. He pulled up a smile with difficulty and said: "I want to help Master Yan, but with the strength of Master Yan, it seems that I can't help Master Yan. !”

"I accept your offer, but don't be so scheming next time." Yan Qingxing glanced at the old man, raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and a stream of spiritual energy flew into the old man's body.

The spiritual energy entered his body and traveled throughout his limbs and bones. The old man suddenly felt a surge of strength, and his whole body became stronger, just like an old tree sprouting new buds and a dead wood blooming again.

Feeling the huge changes in his body, the old man's cloudy eyes looked at Yan Qingxing's eyes, and he was extremely surprised. The strange disease that dozens of famous doctors and healing soul masters could not solve was just solved by Yan Qingxing. .

"Your disease is quite complex and cannot be cured in a short time. I used the art of vitality to temporarily suspend your life. Go to the path of immortality and wash away the soul power." Yan Qingxing's expression swept away. Yes, simply explained.

"Yes!" The old man suppressed his emotions and nodded, feeling the strength coming from his legs. With a slight exertion, he stood up from the simple wheelchair.

"This! I actually stood up!" The old man was extremely excited. With his paralyzed legs, terminally ill body, and incurable diseases that hundreds of doctors had been unable to solve, he actually saw hope!

At this moment, the old man's heart was filled with gratitude for his trip and gratitude to Yan Qingxing for saving his life.

In the distance, Qian Daoliu, who was lying quietly on the ground in a terrible sight, made some movement.