When Immortal Venerable was called off in public

Emperor Wang Yuan did what he said, Fen Skeleton's sword intent was cold, and it poured into the sky, enveloping Ping Tian, ​​Gui Lao and others in an airtight manner. All of a sudden, under the intense coercion of He Dao's power, they all lay down on the ground like dogs, and panic flashed in their eyes. After all, the rumored He Dao is completely different from the real feeling!

Immediately afterwards, several people's eyes flashed fiercely, seeing that Emperor Wang Yuan would never hand over to ask the immortal king no matter what, and this person was extremely vengeful, fearing that he would become the second Lord Mie Ling, so he simply gave up. Don't do it endlessly, unite the power of the six realms, and forcibly suppress it!

With a roar, Gui Lao's skinny and shriveled body instantly became stronger and stronger several times, his muscles were knotted, and the veins on his upper body were twisted and violent. Supported the powerful and compelling Jianguang.

The burning corpse seems to be attacking from all directions at the same time. Its speed is so fast that even a few old guys in the transformation stage can't distinguish their real bodies. Bloodstains, and because the burning body is an artifact, the scars can't be repaired immediately.

Without hesitation, Gui Lao directly sacrificed his talisman, a hammer full of spikes in his left and right hands, his lower body sank, he looked at Liu Zhuyuan with a sullen and provocative look, and suddenly he soared into the air, so fast that even his shadow None left!

Liu Zhuyuan's pupils shrunk to a single point, seeing this horrific face so close, he just felt disgusted, his speed was very slow, at least the spectators could catch his movements, but they couldn't see the ghost.

Liu Juyuan put two fingers of his right hand together, and tapped lightly on a certain position to the left of Gui Lao, like chess pieces criss-crossing in front of him, he found a breakthrough in an instant, the chessboard fell apart, Gui Lao's eyes were only shocked, he was too late To make another reaction, the whole person spurted a mouthful of blood in the air, and smashed back to the ground like a boulder.

"The 'Great Stone Technique' seems powerful, but it is actually accompanied by a loophole that can never be avoided. If you are right, you can still catch the deity's two moves, but the result is to transform into a god, and the transformation is not pure enough. It's an old bone. Just listen to the words of the deity, and it will be safe in the ground." Emperor Wang Yuan's voice was contemptuous, and all the faces of the old guys were trampled on the ground.

After he finished speaking, he flickered, and in an instant he was in front of Patriarch Pingtian!

Patriarch Pingtian immediately sneered, he is a demon cultivator, he took his life and corrupted the Dao, Liu Wangyuan dared to get so close, he was looking for death!

Ping Tian shouted loudly, something dizzying and ecstasy swung away from him, Liu Wangyuan felt that everything around him became quiet, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, a sea of ​​blood winding for ninety thousand miles, mountains of corpses became Heaped up, he raised his head as if feeling something, his eyes widened suddenly, and Fenku let out a desolate cry.

Su Wenqing's hands and feet were locked by four big chains, his body was covered with wounds, and his white robe, which was always clean and tidy, was covered in blood. Two of the chains passed through his lute bone, and there was also a knife mark on his neck, as if all the blood had been released. When it was clean, he just lowered his head and remained motionless.

This is what Ping Tian fears the most with the help of Liu Juyuan, the demon he planted in his heart.

Pingtian's old face suddenly appeared in the scarlet air, he sneaked up from behind, and slashed Liu Zhuyuan's shoulder fiercely, blood spurted out immediately, but Liu Zhuyuan just staggered slightly, and did not resist , still staring at Su Wenqing, who had already died of anger in the illusion of the mind.

Everything is withered, and the mountains and rivers are mourning together. It seems that Su Wen knows the final outcome.

No!Liu Juyuan suddenly tightened his grip on the burning skeleton, he would have countless resentful spirits, and all living beings would be buried with him!

Pingtian thought that he could trap Liu Wangyuan with the heart demon illusion, even if he couldn't kill him, he could still seriously injure him, but suddenly the world in the illusion collapsed, and countless pale bones protruded from the gap, grabbing Pingtian who reappeared live!

Demon backlash? !

Pingtian stopped thinking for a moment, how could it be...

Here Liu Juyuan turned around leisurely, met his gaze, and smiled: "This deity wants this to be your demon, but the caster of the demon will be devoured by the demon, and I am a demon cultivator myself, which is very interesting."

Liu Juyuan's expression froze, he held the burning bones in his hand and pushed all the way, and pierced his heart with a sword under Pingtian's gradually despairing eyes!

Demons can still live without a heart, but they live less, but these times are almost like mourning for Pingtian Patriarch.

"Emperor!" Su Wenqing didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, there was a knife wound on Liu Zhuyuan's shoulder, and blood flowed out.

He stepped forward, kicked the heart-broken Ping Tian far away, and lay flat with the ghost in front of him.

Huashen vs. Shanghedao, especially the old man at the peak of his life vs. Emperor Wangyuan at his peak, the outcome seems needless to say.

Su Wenqing pressed Liu Wangyuan's wound, took out the medicine powder from the ring and poured it on his shoulder, his fingertips trembled a little.

"It doesn't matter." Liu Wangyuan patted the back of the young man's hand twice to show comfort.

Immediately after Liu Zhuyuan turned his gaze, he stared at Patriarch Pingtian again. When he said that he wanted this person to die, he was definitely not just talking about it for fun.

Ping Tian was horrified by Liu Juyuan's murderous intent, he clutched his chest and vomited blood, he yelled loudly while rubbing his back: "Bai Yanshan! What are you waiting for?!"

Su Wenqing's heart was shaken, the whole world was so quiet that there was not even a sound of the wind left. Somewhere in his heart seemed to be hollowed out abruptly. He couldn't see blood or feel pain, but it was just inexplicable sadness and desolation.

Su Wenqing turned his head stiffly and saw something in Bai Yanshan's hand. He instinctively sensed it with his soul, and he even sensed the breath of Emperor Zun.

As if thinking of something, Su Wenqing held his breath: "Master?"

His voice is very light and light, like the last white mist on the cold and dangerous peak, carrying the lifeblood of Tianlan Sect for nearly a thousand years, as long as Bai Yanshan does something, these fetters will be easily dissipated.

Raised as a child, taught by precepts and deeds, Su Wenqing felt that his blood had already merged with the mountains and rivers here, but he never thought that there would be a day when he would cut bones and cut flesh.

"Hahahaha!" Ancestor Pingtian smiled wildly, "Emperor Wangyuan, why don't you take a look, what is in Bai Yanshan's hand?!"

what is itNaturally, it was a drop of Liu Wangyuan's heart, connected to his original power, and it was used to deter demons and stabilize the barrier. If he remembered correctly, this drop of heart should be on the seal of Lord Mie Ling, and it appeared at this moment. Here, the suppression formation was imposed on the periphery, in order to suppress his original power by suppressing the blood of his heart, which is a good plan.

"Bai Yanshan." Liu Wangyuan's voice could not hear any joy or anger: "I am still curious why Mie Lingjun has a tendency to break through the barrier in just 30 years. It turns out that you took away the most important thing of the seal."

There was a dead silence on the field, and the law enforcement could no longer show any shock. He was extremely old, and the Dao heart he had always insisted on seemed to shatter at this moment.

"The deity fell into a deep sleep because of the seal of Mie Lingjun. You secretly took the heart and blood of the deity and suppressed it. Afterwards, the enchantment became unstable. Ask Qing Xianjun to complete the second seal with one's own strength, and restore the peace of the six realms. Now you are both righteous and evil. Let’s talk about a camp, we want to seal this deity and then seize Qing Xianjun’s heavenly spirit body.” Liu Juyuan said slowly, seeing many people bow their heads in shame, and sneered: “Things that are not as good as pigs and dogs.”

Such six realms, such common people, what is the use of protection?Could it be the endless sacrifices of the guardians to comply with the so-called destiny?Emperor Wang Yuan was very unconvinced.

The sound of the sword pierced the sky, but it was not Fen Ke, but Lang Yue.

"Ask me..." Bai Yanshan murmured.

Su Wenqing lowered his head, black hair and some shadows blocked his eyebrows and eyes, but the young man's footsteps were exceptionally resolute. After he stood still, he finally raised his head slowly, with no sorrow, joy, anger or desire on his face.

"Master." Su Wenqing stretched out a hand: "Give me Emperor Zun's heart and soul, you can't do that."

No matter how perverse and rebellious Liu Xuanyuan was, he had never owed the Six Realms a single point. Thousands of years ago, he took the lead in the war between monsters and monsters. Thousands of years later, he was obliged to seal Mie Lingjun, and he couldn't do this to him.

Bai Yanshan's face was pale, his lips trembled, as if he was frozen, but his eyes were wide open.

"Bai Yanshan!" Gui Lao shouted: "If there is no spirit of Su Wenqing, how can the Qingtian enchantment be repaired?! Once Su Wenqing is killed, will Liu Wangyuan let you and me go, and let all living beings go? ?! Today's battle must be decided, and you should have expected today when you took that drop of effort 30 years ago!"

Bai Yanshan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a ruthless look appeared in his eyes.

Seeing that Bai Yanshan hadn't done anything, Patriarch Pingtian took the final dose of medicine: "Isn't it because of the Heavenly Spirit Body on him that you joined the Tianlan Sect at the time?!"

With a flick of his wrist, Su Wenqing swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat.

The matter is no longer important, he wants to get back Emperor Zun's heart and soul.

Lang Yue's sword light swayed leisurely, like the sun clearing after snow, the sky is uniform, but only those who are in it can know how much killing intent there is during this period.

Bai Yanshan subconsciously wanted to fight back, but law enforcement suddenly rushed out from one side, his five fingers were like claws, his speed was extremely fast, and he was only one finger away from that drop of blood!

"Bai Yanshan!!!" There was a scream that rushed into the sky, like an evil spirit urging his life, it made people's scalp numb, Bai Yanshan's heart trembled from the shout, and his mind was chaotic for a while, many images flashed one after another, and finally only What's left is the thousand-year foundation of the Tianlan Sect, and the Qingtian Barrier that is related to the common people in the six realms. It seems that he has been paralyzed for a long time, so he believes it.

Under Su Wenqing's panicked eyes, Bai Yanshan crushed the barrier, and immediately, that drop of blood was swallowed by the restraint without leaving any traces.

"Cough!" Liu Juyuan pressed his chest, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ping Tian shouted loudly, slapped the ground and stood in the air, shouting loudly: "It's now!"

He struck Liu Wangyuan who was firmly suppressed by the power of the source, and Su Wenqing hurriedly turned around, but Qing Yao, who had been observing the battle, suddenly stood in front of him, showing an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, Xianjun."

"Go away!" Su Wenqing's eyes were red, almost crazy!

Over there, Ping Tian's palm that gathered spiritual energy was already approaching Liu Wangyuan's chest!

"Bang!" The two palms faced each other, and the powerful fluctuation of spiritual power blinded people.

Ping Tian retreated three steps, and Wang Wang Shouqiang retreated two and a half steps, with a vicious expression on his face, he raised his hand and vigorously wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Ping Tian was furious: "What are you doing?!"

"I really can't stand it anymore." Wang Wang said word by word, "I'm going to fuck your mother today!"

Many demon cultivators followed Wangwangshou, all wearing a pair of trousers. They really didn't want to admit that Patriarch Pingtian was a member of their demon clan. !day!"

It has to be said that Moxiu's language education really needs to be improved.

"Count me in!" Jin Yuan yelled loudly, and then sacrificed a mad knife that was full of gold. The robe on his body suddenly shattered, revealing a strong and powerful body. Only then did everyone remember that the Golden Sword faction The head of the sect, Jin Yuanze, although his cultivation level is not as good as Huashen's, he is the only one who has a golden body and a great perfection!He not only cultivated the Tao, but also practiced his body. His outer kung fu was invulnerable to all magic weapons in the Nascent Soul Stage!

Jin Yuan helped Su Wenqing swing Qingyao away with a sword. The golden knife was huge and heavy, and the sword energy he swung was extremely sharp. Even if Qingyao retreated in time, there was blood on her waist.

Su Wenqing trembled, cast a grateful look at Jin Yuan, then flew to Liu Wangyuan's side, and supported him, "Emperor!"

"Coming?" Liu Juyuan whispered softly, his voice was a little fluffy, but his movement of leaning on his wife was unambiguous.

"With me, Jin Yuan, here today, whoever dares to hurt Emperor Zun and Xianjun at all, don't blame me for being blind!" Jin Yuan was silent for a moment after speaking, and suddenly looked at Jin Cheng and his disciples in the crowd who looked panic-stricken. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had no nostalgia, "I, Jin Yuan, voluntarily left the Golden Sword Sect, and Jin Cheng inherited the head. From now on, what I have done has nothing to do with the Golden Sword Sect!"

"What are you talking about?" A slightly feminine voice sounded, and a cultivator with a folding fan came out of the Golden Sword Sect. He was a casual cultivator rescued by Jin Yuanze 13 years ago, and his name was He Quanji. After waking up, he has been staying in the Golden Sword Sect. Occasionally, Jin Yuan doesn't care about it. He can name the key points in one sentence, and he can be regarded as a half-counselor.

He Quanji waved his folding fan lightly, and walked up to Jin Yuanze under the watchful eyes of everyone, "There are eggs under the nest? These so-called decent sects can even hunt down and kill their saviors, let alone our Golden Sword sect. "

Qi Qi, a disciple of the Golden Sword Sect, was stunned for a moment, and then they were no longer gloomy, but rushed to Jin Yuanze in a swarm.

"Master, we live and die together!"

"Escort Emperor Zun and Xianjun, kill them!"

"Get out!!! This bird is upright, it doesn't matter if you don't do it!"

Liu Juyuan's face was pale, with a bloodstain on the corner of his mouth, he raised his head and glanced at these people, amused: "How are you celebrating Chinese New Year?"

It's not that everyone is unintentional. In the years when Emperor Wangyuan and Xianjun Wenqing have blessed him one after another, there are also those who are grateful.

Su Wenqing supported Liu Wangyuan's body, and transferred a steady stream of spiritual power to him through the palm of his hand, so that his original power could break away from the bondage set by Bai Yanshan and others as soon as possible.

"From today onwards, there will be no more Qing Xianjun in the world." Qing Leng's voice resounded through the Tianlan sect.

Some of them are just asked by him.