The reality is like this, if you are content with calm, you can only be trampled under the feet of the strong. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but the ambition is too great, and the force is too strong, which will lead to unimaginable consequences. Isn't the old man who was a sword idiot many years ago, and Elder Wu Fang now, the best example?

Muyang, Ruan Linlin, and Lei Qiansong stood side by side. The sound of the sword falling to the ground. After the smoke and dust dispersed, Wu Fang was already unrecognizable. Not completely killed, but not much better.

At this moment, Mu Rushuang slowly came back to her senses. The murderous aura on his body, the cold aura converged, and he fell to his knees weakly. For the first time, tears flowed from the corners of the ice beauty's eyes: "Elder, why... Why would you choose such an outcome?"

In the pool of blood, Wu Fang's hands were bright red, and the blood slipped down drop by drop: "Hehe... Hehe... Ha ha... Ahem... Why? The winner is the king, and the loser is the villain, this is the unchanging truth. My hands have long been stained with blood, do you think you can turn back? girl, you are always too young to understand the cruelty of this world. ”

Laughing, but crying is ugly. It can be seen that in fact, Elder Wu Fang has a sense of relief and relief, perhaps in this cruel world, except for fighting, this is the easiest way left!

Mu Rushuang's current mood is indescribable, why? Because Elder Wu Fang has been a person she respects since she was a child. Although she doesn't like to talk and looks cold, she can also reflect it in her daily actions.

When you suddenly know that the person you trust the most, the person you respect the most, or even the person you rely on the most, has suddenly become another person under your surprise. Your three views collapsed in an instant, and it is not easy to be able to do it without collapsing!

"Get up, this is the reality of the land of cholera, and the reality of the land of the burial of the gods. The Heavenly Absolute Divine Water is fake in the Deep Valley of Xuanhuo, and we still have to continue to look for it. It's happened, and you have to accept it no matter what!"

Although Lei Qiansong was very reluctant to say this, he had to tell the truth. As the first goddess of Tianjian Gate, she has too little experience, maybe after this blow, Mu Rushuang will really grow.

Slowly stood up, suddenly, Mu Rushuang's eyes lit up, his right hand was clenched, and the long sword returned to his hand. The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and his body turned around, opening up a distance from Lei Qiansong. The sword qi shook and pointed directly at the door in front of him.

"Are you crazy, do you know what you're doing?" Lei Qiansong felt inexplicable, was this woman so angry that she went insane? But Mu Rushuang's expression was cold, she didn't say a word, and she looked at them like strangers.

"Muyang, hand over the flower in the fire, the essence of sunflower water, maybe you still have a chance to live, otherwise it will really be too late!" Seeing this scene, Muyang frowned, although he felt that the reversal was too fast, but it was also expected.

took a step forward, but didn't put her aura killing intent in her eyes at all: "Hehe... Mu Rushuang, this is the most important task for you to do everything possible to break into this place of burial gods, right?

Inexplicable, scratching your head. Lei Qiansong was very puzzled: "What the hell is going on? Why did all this happen to this point? Can anyone explain it to me? The brain capacity is not enough!"

Mu Yang and Mu Rushuang confronted each other, and no one backed down: "First arrange everything, introduce me here step by step, and then use the place where the aura is most concentrated to trap me." In the end, my True Qi was overdepleted, so I made a natural move?"

What a huge game of chess, it has been planned since Muyang stepped into the Red Blood Pier. Even Elder Wu Fang, who thought he was perfect, was just a pawn of this group of people in the Cholera Land.

"Don't talk nonsense, since you already know, then the master's order cannot be violated, hand over the things, I can help you intercede and let you go!" Mu Rushuang was aggressive, looking very anxious. Mu Yang was a little interested.

With his hands behind his back, an inexplicable smile rose at the corner of Mu Yang's mouth: "Since it is the master's order that cannot be violated, what are you doing in such a hurry? I have fallen into the trap, isn't it death if I die sooner or later?"

As soon as the words fell, around the Xuanhuo Altar, the space fluctuated again. As if glass was shattering, cracks appeared. Bang, boom, bang, bang, bang,

Buzzing...... Buzz Buzz...... In the next second, Mu Rushuang's long sword trembled violently, and her pretty face changed, and she couldn't control it at all. A powerful suction force struck, and the hilt of the sword came out of his hand. A huge amount of sword qi swirled on the blade.

The sword qi dispersed, and the invisible sword wheel dispersed, freezing around Muyang's body: "Boy, if you are not so smart, maybe you can die a simpler." You're right, it's all about your life!"

The diffuse of sword qi formed a huge and incomparably large aura, trapping Mu Yang firmly. Ruan Linlin kept staring and didn't make a move. Lei Qiansong wanted to make a move, but she stopped him: "Wait, I believe Brother Muyang!"

The spatial energy swung out, and the sky became clear. Mu Yang swept over this scene and was not surprised: "Sure enough, if this is really a place to praise the gods, it won't be so simple!"

The person who appeared in front of Mu Yang was none other than the one who had given him protection, the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect. There were also many disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect present, as well as many sects attached to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"I'm going, such a big battle, what is there about Brother Muyang that attracts you? It takes a lot of trouble to get to this extent! No, the place of burial is fake? What about my dry heart inheritance?"

At this time, Lei Qiansong was still in the mood to think about this. If he was on Muyang's side, then what he would have to face would be the cultivators of the entire Cholera Land, who were enemies of the world, and he hadn't figured it out yet.

With a bend of his fingers, the sword light flashed, and a figure appeared in mid-air. The five flowers are tied up and hung in the air. It's none other than the unconscious Zhang Erdan: "Muyang, think about it? This is not Shenzhou." ”

The Heavenly Sword Sect has always held the lifeblood of many sects, but that big competition is real. First, he used Muyang to deter everyone, and then Muyang became the food on the plate of Tianjian Gate.

"Hey, you guys are too much, right? first used, then unloaded the mill to kill the donkey, laid down such a huge game, and finally used the most important person of the family as a threat, is it still the original Heavenly Sword Gate?"

At this time, a gray-black energy attacked. Directly restrained Lei Qiansong: "Qiansong, it's enough for you to mess around, shut up for this sect and stay well!" The powerful aura made Lei Qiansong unable to struggle.

"Master, are you also up to them?" Lei Qiansong's eyes widened, staring at the white-haired middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, who was he not the sect master of the Dry Bone Sect?

"Let's get straight to the point, what do you want?" Muyang was quite moved by Lei Qiansong's actions, this is a true brother. But the second egg is a brother, and he can't be left alone!

The figure flashed, and the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect and Mu Yang were close at hand, and said lightly: "The spirit stones of all races are handed over, and..."