The sound of explosions was everywhere, and red flowers were all over the sky. The whole valley of no hatred is like the end of the world. Almost all the monks were horrified by the feeling of emptiness in the Danhai.

Monk, without the aura of immortals, wouldn't he become a mortal?

Countless monks began to fall from the void of Panlong Valley. Some monks may have secret methods and secret treasures to support them, and they don't have to worry about their lives. Some monks fell directly to the ground, damaging their bodies.

It was a bizarre sight, like a catastrophe, or even a plane crash, because of the infinite fall. And the white wooden ring stands proudly and wickedly in the void, like a god who dominates a qiē, but is full of sin.

In order to avenge Mu Lengchen, this paranoid woman who is a little perverted began to lay out a long, long time ago. In order to prepare the best poison, she consumed a full fifty thousand years of time.

Twenty thousand years ago, the completion of the White Wood Ring Xuantian Sevenfold Realm had already spread poison throughout the Hatredless Valley.

Mo Wuxian once said to Amu that there is an immortal spring in the Valley of Hatred, called Xian Ning, and almost the entire Valley of Hatred drinks the water of this immortal spring to practice.

The first poison of Bai Muhuan was put down in the Xianning Spring Water.

There are many flowers in the valley of no hatred, and there are flowers in all seasons. The second poison of Bai Muhuan fell in the hundred flowers of the Valley of Hatred.

The aura of the Immortal Spirit of the Hatless Valley is strong, and Bai Muhuan has also scattered her third taste poison in the wind. All in all, the white wood ring will not miss a single opportunity to be poisoned.

Her poison is all over the mountains, rivers, flowers, and winds of the Valley of No Hatred. Those poisons, colorless and tasteless, and even in some way, they cannot be considered poisons.

20,000 years. They were just dormant deposits in the body of every Monk of the Valley of Innocence, and if it weren't for the spell of the White Wood Ring, they would never have flareed up.

And this time. The 88,000-year-old birthday ceremony was organized by her. She diverted the attention of the White Administrator, telling him to look at the drunken Moro's wine with all his might, and scattered her more powerful poison in the fairy fruits, in the corners of the clothes of the maids who shuttled back and forth, and the petals of those dancing girls.

The poison of Mozhen Mountain has been laid down for thousands of years.

The sound of the black gauze girl. In fact, it is already a kind of catalyst. The monks of the Valley of No Hatred have long been poisoned, and the monks from outside. Not immune.

In the entire Hatless Valley, except for the white-eyed old man, there is actually no one who has not been poisoned. Even the Five Immortals of Cold Dust, when the white wood ring urged the seal to cast a spell. When the petals of the blood tea fell under the ten thousand green trees. I also felt the immortal energy of the moment.

It was an extremely domineering poison, it would not kill people, it would only temporarily seal the monk's immortal energy. Depending on the level of cultivation and the depth of poisoning, the time of recovery is also different.

If it is a Heavenly Immortal Ninefold, it may only take a dozen breaths to be safe and sound. However, this time is for the cultivation of immortals. One qiē is enough.

The white wooden ring is to let them see the destruction of the Valley of Innocence. Then he died alive in a qiē arranged by himself.

Because, just after the seven rays of light rose to the sky, the blood dream camellia exploded. In an instant, it turned into a monstrous fire.

It was not an ordinary fire, it was a fire of blood poison, and it contained incomparably poison. Endless waves of fire swept across the Valley of Innocence, like magma during a volcanic eruption, or like a wave engulfing a tsunami in a qiē.

Rocks, trees, houses, monks, are dying.

On this day, it is the Great Tribulation of the Valley of Innocence, and it is the night of the Blood Moon!

In the entire Valley of No Hatred, there is only the Valley of Silence, which is not affected in the slightest. Also, the hall of long-hatred covers the sky. The heavenly immortals of the Valley of No Hatred can't think of it for the time being.

"Alas, let's burn it first! For 36 million years, this hatless valley should also be exercised, change its appearance, warn those losers, and burn the evil spirit!"

The white-eyed old man sighed, and then gently put down the wine in the glass he had just raised, and there was still half a clear wine in the glass.

The fire burned into the sky, but in an instant, I don't know how many monks lost their souls. This qiē is just a moment of electric light.

At this time, Amu and Gan Tianqing, the main characters who protected their side, were on a hillside, worry-free for the time being.

However, Gan Tianqing did not go up to kill Bai Muhuan. A killer's special sensitivity gave him an instinctive reaction, and he knew that he couldn't leave Amu.

Sure enough, Gan Tianqing's choice was right. Because, at this moment when the valley of no hatred seems to be about to perish, everyone is protecting themselves.

Suddenly, in the void, in the firelight, eight figures suddenly appeared, heading straight for Amu. The chilling murderous aura directly split the layers of fire waves.

Eight people, originally seven of them were wearing black armor, but in an instant, two people's armor disappeared. Because, if they take off their armor, they can have the most powerful combat power without restraints.

Eight figures, three Heavenly Immortals, two Xuan Immortals Ninefold Dà Consummation, and three Xuan Immortals Sevenfold Realm. One of them is Mo San, the guard of Mozhen Mountain.

These people are the power of Drunken Demon Luo, and they are here to kill Amu! The timing they chose is so just right! In the entire Drunken Demon Luo's Mozhen Mountain's birthday ceremony, Amu is actually the final target.

The two monks who took off their armor and black clothes at the head of the group. One of them was a middle-aged monk, with a thin figure and a long robe, as white as snow, and even a little dazzling, as if he were wearing a filial piety robe. It's cold, cold, and eerie.

On his face, the monk was pale and bloodless, and his expression was rather stiff. Only the pair of eyes, the stars are rippling, but they are quite intoxicating. The most special thing is that the monk actually had a pair of snow-white eyebrows.

That person is the honest shopkeeper of Pingchuan Drunken Moluo, but Gan Tianqing doesn't know him. However, Gan Tianqing could see at a glance that that person's face looked like a zombie, but it was not a human skin mask, but a real human face that had not been completely transformed.

What kind of character is this?

The other monk, who had taken off his black armor, was tall in a gray robe, with a purple-black birthmark the size of a palm on his face, which almost covered half of his face.

His eyes were glowing with a faint green, and the night sky was shining brightly, like a pair of wolf eyes, with a ferocious look.

"Heavenly Immortal Fivefold Dà Perfection!" Gan Tianqing's face changed suddenly. He never imagined that at this moment, such a character would appear.

At this time, if Mo Zhenshan is alive, it is estimated that there is no white wooden ring, and he will die blindly. Because of the drunken demon Luo he united, he finally made a wedding dress for Bai Muhuan and the black gauze girl.

Mo San is not his messenger, but the messenger of Bai Muhuan and the Black Veil Girl to contact Drunken Demon Luo. Mo San didn't guide them to snipe Xuanfeng and Jinlin at all, but waited for this final blow.

The seven people of Drunken Demon Luo, without the slightest hesitation, came directly to Amu. Such a power is too terrifying, it can be said that Amu will definitely die.

"Azure Dragon!" Gan Tianqing shouted violently. Without the slightest hesitation, his red clothes suddenly dispersed, like a butterfly.

The biggest secret of the Divine Dragon Pavilion Master is that he is actually a half-dragon and half-human being, turning into a dragon body, which is Gan Tianqing's greatest combat power, or he can fight with the Heavenly Immortal Fivefold.

Woohoo -

A cyan dragon of nearly a thousand feet suddenly hovered over the Panlong Valley, and the Panlong Valley at this time was worthy of its name.

The dragon is azure, and the sound moves the sky!

At this moment, everyone was shocked. The Lord of the Divine Dragon Pavilion, since he can really turn into a real dragon, even Amu didn't think of this.

"Shenlong Pavilion Master, it really doesn't advertise his name!" The drunken demon Luo's incorruptible shopkeeper raised his eyebrows, but at the same time, the corners of his mouth were bent. Because, he was prepared.

Goodbye, Shopkeeper Lian shook his hand, a lightning bolt in the void, and a simple divine weapon appeared in his hand.

The weapon, the length of the rod will be one zhang, there are four-edged spear heads, thin blades on both sides, the moon bends the sickle under the spear head, and the downward barb, and there are three silver thorns at the end of the sickle, and the white light is clear.

"Broken Dragon Scythe!"

Gan Tianqing, who turned into a dragon, couldn't help but gasp. This divine weapon can be described as the nemesis of the dragon clan. However, it has been lost for an unknown number of thousands of years, and many people speculate that it is not in the Shura realm, but they did not expect it to appear today.

How could it be in the hands of this white-eyed monk? This is a great threat to Gan Tianqing. Obviously, they came prepared.

At this time, Gan Tianqing couldn't think too much, and the shopkeeper Lian came straight to him, and he had to fight to the death.

And the Heavenly Immortal Fivefold and the other Heavenly Immortal Ichi Dà Consummation and the others went straight to Amu.

The heirs of the demon coffin have no way out, and there is no helper at this time. Everyone, all poisoned. With a raised brow, Amu had no choice but to give everything he had and fight with him.

If Amu doesn't fight, everyone behind him will die.

Goodbye, Amu's eyebrows are shining, the Buddha's coffin is missing, and the ancient lamp of the war soul comes out. The red light flickered behind him, and the two Blood Soul Guards were bloody.

Sky Fox Fairy Bracelet, Guanghua Exhibition.

"Woo-roar-" The roar that resembled a dragon and not a dragon made the entire Blood Moon Shura seem to be shaking.

The waves of the Danhai are tumbling, and the dark and heavy magic coffin has been activated. This battle must be the most thrilling battle in Amu's life.

Because, the opponents are Xuan Immortals, Heavenly Immortals, and even more Drunken Demon Luo!Those who are most familiar with Amu's battles!(To be continued......