"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Outside the Thousand Illusion Palace, the scene reflected on the surface of the lake was surging for a while, thunderous for a while, and black abyss for a while, and it was the tens of thousands of disciples of the Futu Demon Palace who were dizzying, and their mood was constantly fluctuating with the battle situation.

Whenever Slaughter has the upper hand, the cheers make the entire hall feel as if it is about to explode, and if Liu Qinghuan has the upper hand, some people will scold, and some people will be nervous.

In short, everyone felt that it was not only an eye-opener, but also wonderful.

The so-called laymen watched the excitement, insiders watched the doorway, and the high-ranking monks who watched the battle also commented with the people around them from time to time.

"Aoki Daoyou is really amazing, only in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, he is on par with the mid-stage monks, and it seems that he still has a lot of spare strength!"

"Isn't this a natural thing? he even killed all the blood and bones, and it is said that after arriving in my realm, he once seriously injured an Immortal Alliance monk with one shot, and broke through the small Wuxiang Great Xuan Array with another sword......

"Ahem!"

Tongzhen cleared his throat at this time, and when the person who spoke saw him, he realized that his mouth was about to lose his words, and he quickly shut up.

Tong Zhen stared at the lake expressionlessly, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

No matter what Liu Qinghuan did before, it is extremely important to the Immortal Alliance now, so Tongzhen is still looking forward to him winning.

However, the situation quickly took a turn for the worse, and since Liu Qinghuan stabbed the air with a sword, anger appeared on his face. The two of them had a conversation during the fight, and then they became more and more proud, and they began to seize the opportunity after using their own Dao magic powers.

Someone was surprised: "The way of killing Daoist friends has been cultivated to such a realm? everything is killed, and it is only an epiphany away from 'killing or not killing'!"

"Yes, the way of killing is not so easy to cultivate, everything is extremely difficult to kill, and it is easy to give birth to a sense of invincibility in the world, and from then on, the mind expands and the mind gradually loses. And he's only in the middle stage of his transformation, tsk, it's really awe-inspiring!"

Tongzhen was shocked suddenly, with his cultivation, how could he not see the catty in it! Moreover, the battle situation had changed too bluntly, and it was really impossible for people not to doubt it.

He looked at Chang Ying solemnly, and Chang Ying looked back innocently: "Senior Tongzhen, what's wrong?"

A sneer appeared on Tong Zhen's face, and he said in a low voice: "It's also strange that I forgot for a while that your sect has a floating light forbidden magic, presumably there must be a certain merger cultivator who personally helped temporarily seal the cultivation of the slaughter." ”

After a pause, he said, "You Futu Demon Sect, you really don't take the Immortal Alliance in your eyes at all." ”

Changying's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "What the seniors said, the juniors don't understand." But how dare my sect not take the Immortal League in his eyes, the Immortal League is the person in charge of my Wanhu Realm. ”

His words were so sarcastic that Tongzhen's face instantly darkened, and after enduring it, he finally didn't look away, not wanting to look at him anymore.

At this time, the scene on the lake, the barren hill where the two fought had fallen into a large area of darkness, Liu Qinghuan lost his trace, only to see the killing blade turned into a killing blade shuttling back and forth, and the world-destroying thunder thundered the picture full of blazing light, but it never dispersed the darkness that was as thick as stagnant water.

Tongzhen's eyes lit up, and his gaze quickly dimmed again.

The gap between the cultivation in the early stage and the late stage of the transformation is too big, and the mana alone is a big difference, and he doesn't think that Liu Qinghuan can still win.

"Looks like you've made up your mind not to spare Aoki's life. Speaking of the ugly things ahead, if this matter affects Yun Mengze's return to our realm, and the other major sects are held accountable, I will not cover up half a point for your Demon Sect!"

Chang Ying's smile faded: "What if you kill that person? The person who dares to kill us before he returns, will anyone still look at my Futu Demon Sect in the future? What's more, the words 'life and death' were mentioned by him himself, and my sect just couldn't bear to be disappointed by the distinguished guests, so he agreed." ”

Tongzhen snorted coldly, and was about to say more, but the scene reflected by the lake suddenly changed greatly, and he saw the slaughter frantically slashing at the thick and deep darkness, with incomprehensible horror and panic on his face.

"What's going on with that expression, could it be that I missed something in the blink of an eye?"

"It's like hell, he's not going crazy, is he?"

Many people couldn't understand it, and there was a buzzing sound in the entire hall, as if millions of flies suddenly flew in.

And at this time, in the Thousand Illusions Palace, it was time of life and death, and no one could care about how many pairs of eyes were staring at them!

Liu Qinghuan held the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen, the bright red tip of the pen seemed to be soaked in blood, and a mysterious aura lingered out, mixed with cold killing intent, unwilling hatred, and monstrous resentment.

"I can't know the other party's real name, so I can only replace it with blood. ”

With the dark abyss as the paper, with the enemy's essence and blood as the ink, the pen of reincarnation for thousands of years, a stroke of yin and yang, and a stroke of writing. Grievances and grudges, settle accounts for yourselves, and then enter reincarnation after reckoning, so as not to suffer in this world.

Liu Qinghuan's heart was calm, and the pen fell.

The gorgeous and full vermilion slowly faded away, and the blood-like color was pulled out from the upper right corner and slashed diagonally to the lower left corner.

One omission!

A long and mournful howl pierced the silent night and reached the sky!

The next moment, as if stabbing a hornet's nest, I saw that the bright red began to rise and fall, and bulge out one after another, as if there were countless resentful spirits imprisoned in it, struggling to climb out.

These resentful souls were all killed by the slaughter, and the slaughter cultivated the way of killing, and there were countless souls under his hands, including those who were obsessed with hatred and refused to enter reincarnation, and at this time, they were all hooked out of the sinking land by the reincarnation pen of the thousand years.

And the slaughter who was frantically slashing at the silent abyss suddenly shook his body, and the murmuring, wailing, cursing, and screaming laughter in his ears rang out, terrifying and wanted to pull him into the realm of soul killing!

Liu Qinghuan's hand holding the pen began to tremble, and the mana poured into the pen like a flood that opened the floodgates, and even the thick darkness around it overflowed and poured into the pen!

The pen of reincarnation suddenly weighed like a thousand pounds at this moment, and the pen became condensed and difficult to do, and the rest of the pen became difficult to write.

Liu Qinghuan was secretly shocked in his heart, what kind of treasure is the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen, under the three seals, with his current cultivation, he still has a feeling that he can't control it, and it is very difficult to write the second pen!

"Boom!"

The silent abyss was finally shattered, and the slaughter appeared with a hideous face, and when he saw the blood words as deep as an inscription in the air, there was only a black hole-like killing intent left in his eyes.

He brandished the blood sickle, didn't even look at Liu Qinghuan, rushed madly, and shouted: "Kill, kill, kill, kill all of you! You can't fight me when you're alive, and it's the same if you're dead! I killed all of you, hahaha, I killed them all!"

He was delirious.

And with his appearance, the screams became even louder, and they shook the sky and the earth!

One by one, the resentful souls just wanted to rush out of Liu Qinghuan's pen as soon as possible, and the entire space was shaken by their resentment, eager to tear this sky, this place, and the person in front of them to pieces!

Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, and he hurriedly pinched the trick, and the dark death intent that had collapsed so much that only the remnants were recaptured and forcibly poured into the Qianqiu reincarnation pen, which stopped the violent tremor of his right hand and retracted the pen in one go.

A low roar, a glow!

It is as if the bell that attracts the soul on the long Huangquan Road always accompanies it when it comes to reincarnation......

It was as if Meng Po on the bridge sighed in a low voice and picked up the bowl of hot soup......

Or on the palace of Hades, the judge lifted the pen, brushed two strokes on the open account book, and drew a big cross!

"Ahhhh

Slaughter, who had been caught in endless slaughter, howled and crashed into his face as if he had seen a powerful enemy!

"Bang!"

The blood-red fork turned into two overlapping rivers, and countless resentful spirits stretched out their hands and feet from the river and pounced on the slaughter, scratching and scratching, hissing and biting, claws and claws to bones, and mouths to flesh.

Under the pain, his mind finally sobered up a little, and a look of horror reappeared on his face, and he hurriedly took out a soul killing flag, and with a wave, a large number of resentful souls were killed, scattered, and put into the flag.

However, in his life, he caused countless sins. He once sacrificed and refined the magic weapon, sacrificed the blood of several mortal villages, and also broke through the realm, thirsty for killing, indiscriminate killing, and brutal killing, among which there were many powerful monks, so that for a time they could not be harvested and destroyed.

He shook his head, trying to keep his sanity, but the soul killing realm hidden by the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen directly acted on the divine soul, and where was it comparable to the general illusion realm.

His movements slowed down, and his eyelids drooped......

Liu Qinghuan stood not far away with an indifferent expression, ready to make up for it at any time, but in the end, he did not escape from the realm of soul killing, and was drowned by the souls who hated him incomparably and was forcibly pulled into the river of blood.

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