With Li Qinglian's movements, the thousands of people in the Qiu Realm instantly stopped the movements in their hands, and even their breathing was deliberately hidden, as if they were subconscious.

At this moment, time seems to stand still!

I saw that Li Qinglian was injured like a bloody person, but her spine was still straight, and the blood-colored broken sword in her hand pointed directly at everyone.

Hoarse said: "Don't stop me, otherwise you will wait for the head of the sacrifice!"

As soon as a sentence came out, the killing intent was like a tide, and the rolling evil qi was directly pressing on people's hearts, and in an instant, it was no longer Li Qinglian who stood in front of them, but a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

On this trip, I don't know how many people died under Li Qinglian's sword, and the evil aura was already so strong that it was outrageous, where could they bear it?

The air was so quiet that only the sound of blood sliding down her fingertips could be heard, and Li Qinglian's sword hand was shaking, but still no one dared to move.

It was as if the broken sword was going to slash at any moment......

Even if they can't lift the sword anymore, its power is still enough to deter the younger generations! This is Li Qinglian's reputation! These three words alone are enough to remind them of the boundless brilliant achievements and undefeated legends!

The crowd was shocked by its prestige, and involuntarily made way for it, as long as they were not stupid, they could see that Li Qinglian had run out of oil and had no combat power, but she still got out of the way......

All the way from the Red Hope Hill, even the Endless Cultivator of the Blood Cloud Sect could not stop his pace, could they themselves? They had no answer in their hearts, and they could only silently get out of the way.

Li Qinglian shook her head vigorously, the world in her eyes was blurry and swirling, full of blood, as if everything had turned into black and white.

Just staggered like this, one step out, it was already a hundred miles away, and what was left in place was just a mottled blood-colored footprint......

As soon as Li Qinglian left, the voice of discussion suddenly became louder.

"Oh my God, it's hurt like this, it's still so powerful? Wan Xiu gave way...... What a ......."

"If you can break out of the Red Hope Hill by yourself, we will let you too!"

"Hmph! So what? With such an injury, don't you see that he is burning his soul in exchange for strength? The twilight is as heavy as the setting sun, and the mortal body is difficult to save the immortals...... He's dead!"

"Oh, that's a nice thing to say, so why didn't you just make a move?"

"This ...... This ......"

A word made the monk's face redden, and he couldn't say a word, but this was the case, even the dying body, and they didn't have the courage to move!

An old man stroked his beard and said, "I'm afraid that as soon as Li Qinglian dies, the sky will change...... Alas, the stars are too dazzling, and there will be a day when they will fall..."

......

There were many discussions, and the crowd was naturally unwilling to let Li Qinglian leave like this, so they naturally followed......

With such a big movement, how could the Creation Daoist Sect not know the news that Li Qinglian had returned to Kunwu Hill?

Bu Yun got up suddenly in the Yaoguang Immortal Palace, his eyes flashed with a terrifying light, but he sat down slowly, but he was like sitting on a red-hot steel plate, fidgeting.

His hands were clenched into fists, and the void was bursting, so you can imagine how anxious his state of mind was at the moment!

The black crow also looked far away, and his eyes reflected Li Qinglian who took step after step on the earth, the terrifying injury, the nine-pole corpse nail inserted in the back, and the heavy twilight made the black crow's heart cold......

Gritted his teeth and said, "Big brother, don't stop, keep walking!"

This is Li Qinglian's own robbery, a one-man road, naturally he has to finish it alone, and no one can help him......

Along the way, I don't know how many people followed Li Qinglian, and more were countless new forces that migrated over, looking at Li Qinglian's difficult steps, all waiting for him to fall......

But Li Qinglian never stopped the next step, that is, she was already crumbling, and she would fall asleep at any time, followed by blood splashes!

He slashed at himself with a bloody sword, warning himself with a pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow that he could not fall down or die yet!

His eyes were extremely gloomy, his divine light was gone, and it was as if there were two primeval sacred mountains hanging above his eyelids, as if he had exhausted all his strength when he opened his eyes.

His body was extremely heavy, as if dragging a world forward, he was so tired that he wanted to lie on the ground and fall asleep, but he clearly knew that he would never wake up again......

Everyone who followed behind Li Qinglian was shocked by his ruthlessness, and they were even more ruthless to themselves than to the enemy!

I don't know how long it took, but the blood sword slashed on his body, and there was no pain at all, his body was already numb, and every breath he took was as tormented as if he had passed through thousands of lifetimes.

Finally, he sensed the breath of Shenxiu Peak......

The entire Shenxiu Peak was silent, and Li Qinglian was covered in blood and slowly climbed the mountain.

Countless sect disciples walked out of the cave mansion, looking at the returning figure in a daze.

Nine Island Lords, Qianshan Dusk, Su Tianming, Rose, Xiao Gu, Su Yao, Black Crow, Mu Xingqiu, Lian Yi, Guan Lao......

There were too many, and all the familiar faces looked at Li Qinglian in a daze, silent.

Now Li Qinglian's body is mutilated, and her bones and internal organs are exposed, even now, there are still a little black sparks burning on her flesh and blood, and every step she takes, it seems that she has used all her strength, and her staggering body seems to be about to fall down at any time.

There were bloody footprints left on the ground one after another, the twilight was deep, the yang longevity was gone, the seven spirits were burned out, the soul was shattered, the sea of consciousness was shattered, the body was dead, and the backlash of destruction was a wound......

Such an injury is a fairy god descending from the sky, and he can't save his life!

Li Qinglian can feel the popularity, but his eyes have long been unable to see people's faces, but he knows that he didn't die outside after all, and he came back alive!

All the way to the Yaoguang Immortal Palace, everyone also flocked in, leaving countless sect disciples to mourn in silence, with a heavy heart, the blazing sun that has written countless legends is now about to fall......

In the Yaoguang Immortal Palace, Li Qinglian stepped out in one step, but she suddenly stepped on a void, her body staggered, and she was about to fall, but a black streamer burst out, supported Li Qinglian, and gently put it on the ground.

Bu Yunmad couldn't sit still for a long time, and rushed in an arrow step, looking at Li Qinglian's injury like this, he also gasped, his eyes were full of gloom, he knew that Li Qinglian would not survive......

The people who knew each other were all around Li Qinglian, holding back tears, they knew that this might be the last one.

The black crow didn't feel good in his heart, and he bit his lower lip and looked at the nine black corpse nails inserted in Li Qinglian's backbone, as if they were inserted into his heart. Tears slipped down her beautiful eyes, with a hint of warmth.

Mu Xingqiu's eyes were red, his breathing was heavy, once upon a time, it was he who brought Li Qinglian out of the barren mountains, the thin body is still fresh in his memory, and now twenty years have passed, the child has written one legend after another, and now he is going to pass away, how can it be so!

Rose is also pretty and pale, how can she be willing to let the lord leave, it is he who has untied the knot in his heart that has been entangled for thousands of years, I don't know when, Li Qinglian's position in his heart is even higher than himself, but now he has to watch him fall...... The pain in my heart and the inability to breathe......

Hundreds of people and hundreds of faces, also a hundred moods, Su Yao put his arm around Li Qinglian's arm, completely ignoring the blood and dirt, and cried loudly, it was he who rescued himself from the sea of fire, and it was also him who made him feel what he was missing, what was concern...... How can you let go......

Xiao Gu looked at Li Qinglian in a daze, as if he didn't understand why Li Qinglian didn't get up and speak, his soul was full of puzzlement, he didn't understand what life was, and he also didn't know what death was, but it only cared about Li Qinglian!

There was silence in the Yaoguang Immortal Palace, only Su Yao's howling voice.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Coughing lightly, no matter how weak Li Qinglian's breath was, his soul was already burning almost, and he couldn't support it for long, although his eyes were open, his eyes were gray, and he couldn't see faces clearly......

"Buyun Crazy...... Don't forget what I told you......" Li Qinglian said weakly, as if she had exhausted all her strength after saying these few words.

"Don't worry, my lord!" Bu Yun wrinkled his nose and said, every word Li Qinglian said was imprinted in his mind.

"Guan Lao, don't die, live for another hundred years, I'm afraid your plan is going to be in vain......" Li Qinglian said with a soft smile on the corner of her mouth.

Guan Lao sighed with a cane, nodded, and rubbed Pian Yi's head, he was afraid that he would not be able to do so......

Pian Yi choked, but she couldn't help crying, and her lower lip was already bitten out of blood......

"Mercy...... I don't blame you, it's my life...... It's time for me to cross the ...... Don't be obsessed, you should be sensible, take care of yourself, I don't want to see you fall," Li Qinglian looked at the dome and muttered, he didn't know where the mercy was, because he couldn't see it clearly......

She nodded uncontrollably, tears fell like pearls, and she didn't dare to speak out in response, because she was afraid that as soon as she spoke, she would not be able to help crying......

"Rose, I'm gone, you will listen to the clouds, but you have to remember that the blood Ji will always be my Li Qinglian's knife, you know......?

"Rose knows, don't worry......" Rose said as she moistened her eyes.

Li Qinglian smiled, touched the skull of Xiao Gu and said: "I created you, but I never taught you well, it's my fault, Xiao Gu, be optimistic about Su Yao, let her sleep less and practice more!"

Xiao Gu nodded ignorantly, even now, it still didn't understand what was about to happen to Li Qinglian, but it felt as if something was about to explode, which made it very uncomfortable.

Su Yao's crying became louder, her head was tightly pressed against Li Qinglian's chest, and she cried: "Little brother, don't leave! Don't leave me! Yao'er doesn't sleep anymore, Yao'er cultivates hard, don't die...... Woohoo......"

Li Qinglian smiled, but she sighed and said, "I don't want to ...... It's a pity that it's not me who has the final say......"

At this moment, he slowly clenched his fists, no one knew how uncomfortable his heart was at this moment, when he would be able to control his own destiny?