At the last moment, Chao Chunlai made an astonishing decision: to kill people and save people, first help Sun Changkong break away from the blood in his footsteps. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info only in this way can they have a glimmer of life. Otherwise, with Shen Wanqiu's strong strength now, even if the two of them work together, they will definitely not be his opponents.

It happened so quickly and suddenly that Sun Changkong was not ready, and the patient on his feet had fully recovered. A surging aura immediately struck his limbs, awakening every sleeping cell. At this moment, he only felt that all the four hundred and nine acupuncture points in the upper and lower parts of the mixed body had been reborn, and even his body had grown a little taller, and he was not inferior to Shen Wanqiu, who was tall and tall. Seeing that the fast sword was getting closer and closer, Sun Changkong suddenly made a move, and directly pinned the sword body with the supreme magic skill Flying Eagle Demon Suppressor, and immediately stopped the other party's killing behavior.

"How could you!"

Shen Wanqiu didn't know how to express the surprise in his heart at this time. In his eyes, Sun Changkong and even Chao Chunlai were dead people, how could a dead person do a miracle act? However, the fact was unexpected, Sun Changkong did it, and he did it easily. For a while, he couldn't help but doubt his strength, could it be that he hadn't really entered the realm of heaven and man, otherwise unless the other party had also reached or approached his own cultivation, he would not appear in the previous scene: two fingers between his life-killing sword.

In fact, even Sun Changkong didn't know what his strength was at this time. He only felt that when the sword stab came, he was confident enough to take this move, and it was effortless. So he moved, and as soon as he made a move, he broke the opponent's killing move. This time, Sun Changkong was even more confident, maybe he could really defeat the light enemy in front of him.

Looking at the other party's surprised eyes, Sun Changkong said indifferently: "What's impossible about this, I said that you and I have our own experiences, if you can reach the realm of heaven and man, I can't take your sword? ”

"But my sword ......"

"Your sword?"

After that, Sun Changkong turned his two fingers, and the seven-star sword made of fine iron was immediately broken in two, one was held by Shen Wanqiu in his hand, and the other was lying in Sun Changkong's palm, gloomy.

"Your sword is just a trick to fool children, do you really think you can hurt people?

Sun Changkong threw it away, and actually threw the half of the sword body towards Shen Wanqiu's chest. The latter was shocked and immediately countered with the remnant sword in his hand. Just when Shen Wanqiu thought that he was in danger, a sword light that stirred up from the tip of the sword passed through his defense, flying directly three inches from his armpit, drawing a pink bloody mouth.

"You have such skills!"

At this moment, Shen Wanqiu was in a big mess, and he couldn't calm down anymore. He screamed as he leaped backwards a few steps to make sure he couldn't catch up with him before he had time to inspect the sword wound on his body.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it. The place where the sword qi is injured is still the place where the meridians and blood vessels are the most, and the slightest damage may cause irreversible results. What can be called a miracle is that the sword qi just avoided all the dead points, but left a wound on it that was half an inch deep and a turn long, although there was a lot of blood flowing out, but it was not a big problem for life, with Shen Wanqiu's cultivation, as long as he recuperated with peace of mind, he could recover seventy or eighty percent, and it would never affect his future cultivation path. But now that the situation is urgent, can he really calm down?

Sun Changkong glanced at the other party's wound, then nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "It's just a small skill of carving insects, can't you catch this?"

Sun Changkong waved his hand knife and slashed out more than 30 moves in a row. These moves are not the Breaking Wave Sword Technique, nor the Qilin Sword Technique, but some of the moves he comprehended based on the situation in front of him, in his opinion, this is nothing, but in Shen Wanqiu's eyes, these are all killing moves, and they must not be taken lightly. In his opinion, the strength of those flying knives is like a team of fierce gods, let alone killing, eating people without spitting out bones. Is such a strong and terrifying life-slaughtering knife technique really the work of a descendant who has just entered the inner gate for half a year?

The knife technique in front of him was so subtle that Shen Wanqiu actually forgot to dodge. As he hesitated, he realized that the deadly light had arrived in front of him, ready to sink into his torso and limbs. He thought he was going to be done, so he simply closed his eyes. However, at this moment, the phoenix roar generated by the sword power cutting through the air stopped abruptly, Shen Wanqiu opened his eyes again, and Sun Changkong's knife style disappeared completely.

Chao Chun next to him looked at Shen Wanqiu with a dejected appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

"Boy, I finally know the truth that there is a heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world! Don't think that you are invincible when you enter the realm of heaven and man, let alone the head of your family, even I may not be able to stop you. It's a pity that the old man is inconvenient now and can't fight with you. Otherwise, I must show you how powerful the Heavenly Curtain Venerable is. ”

Of course, the knife style was naturally put away by Sun Changkong, and only he could do it here and now. Of course, it can achieve this level of freedom in front of him, and it is also due to the two auras that have just come from Chao Chun. If it weren't for them, I would never have been able to make such a leap forward. The current Sun Changkong is like a strong man with an empty stomach, he has no strength but can't use it, and he must be given enough food to give out the most powerful power. And Chao Chunlai is a key factor, without him, they can only become the soul of Shen Wanqiu's sword.

"Go, leave your pride and pride, despair and loss, and leave this sad place. I know you don't want to see me, just like I don't want to see you. ”

Shen Wanqiu opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say anything. After a long while, a hoarse cry came from his throat: "Why did you let me go?"

Sun Changkong thought for a while before saying: "No, maybe it's because my brain is broken! Or maybe I can't bear to kill you because I saw the old man in the past." Forget it, none of this matters, let's go, let's see you in Cangbei Xianyuan!"

After speaking, Sun Gong carried Chao Chunlai, who was mixed with blood, and walked towards the mountain step by step, and finally disappeared.

"Could it be...... Am I dreaming?"

It was a deserted wilderness, and years of war had turned him beyond recognition. On the vicissitudes of the city wall, there are several strong and powerful characters written, not crossing. Is this a warning to future generations, or a silent mockery of those souls who died here? I'm afraid that even the royal family member Li Bawang, who gave the word in the first place, did not think clearly.

The weather was fine, but a few black flowers drifted from nowhere, forcing all creatures back to their nests. Then, clouds and dragons swirled, spraying rainbow thunder, and red raindrops immediately descended on the land, making the scene in front of him immediately become a hell on earth. These blood rains are the embodiment of death, touching the fragrance of flowers, the grass and trees are withered, and it is even worse to fall on the body, the light is festering and swollen, and the heavy is eroding flesh and rotting bones, life is worse than death. However, under these deadly poisons, several elegant figures appeared.

Maybe it's better to call it a Shadow.

They are not beasts, but they have an extremely ugly appearance, and the physical characteristics that are boundary between orcs and humans make people startled at the first glance.

However, their goal is not to destroy the environment, but to rule the entire land. After tens of thousands of years of precipitation, the time has finally come. Wielding strange weapons in their hands, they rushed into the surrounding houses, burning, killing and looting. Gradually, Bu Crossing became a veritable place of death, and even Hong Yan was unwilling to spend half a minute here. They know that to stop means to die.

"How long have we been out?"

"Haha, it's only been seven days!"

"How many people did we kill in seven days?"

"No more, no less, only 30,000. ”

"Well, not much. According to the master's intentions, by the end of this month, the task of 100,000 will be completed. Otherwise, we will be locked up in that dark hell again. ”

"Hehe, but there's not much difference in front of me. Do you see that there is still a human world here, is it clearly a hell?"

"Hehe, hehe, I think it's just a blood pool hell. Those people died before they could go through a thousand cuts, and it was so cheap for them. ”

"That's it, I think it's time to throw them in the pan and fry them. ”

"It's pretty good to crush them to death one by one with a stone mill. ”

Just as many monsters were actively discussing how to continue their atrocities, a large area suddenly began to burst out of the space, and the countless black aura flowing from it immediately enveloped several people, interrupting this "wonderful" conversation.

"What are you guys talking about so lively, and it makes me happy. ”

The person who spoke was hidden in the black qi all over, and although he couldn't even see his body clearly, he could only vaguely judge that it was a man. However, as soon as the rest of the people saw him appear, they immediately showed a look of fear, not only did they not dare to speak, but they also did not dare to breathe.

"Demon Lord!"

After the man's name was called, those present fell to their knees and bowed to him in the posture of welcoming the gods and immortals, eager to plunge their heads into the dirt.

Because of the black clouds around him, outsiders can't see it at all. I could only roughly tell from the voice that the other party was an elderly man. Then, in a tone that had not woken up and was extremely unrefreshed, he said unhurriedly:

"Get up!"

Don't look at these monsters are bloodthirsty and ruthless. But for this so-called demon lord, he is quite respectful, and he is more awe-inspiring than seeing his own Lao Tzu. If nothing else, it was his presence that freed them from that hell of despair, and that place was called: the Demon Realm.

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