Supreme Demon

The 487th chapter of the Xuankongzong dusk

The war is in full swing.

The entire wasteland was dyed with blood, and the ground was scarlet. It was cracked within ten miles. The leaves of the old trees were covered with blood and even broken flesh. It bent the leaves and slowed down. Slowly slipping down, it constitutes the most cruel and **** scene.

From the beginning, Xuankong’s disciples have entered hundreds of people in the wild, and now there are only more than 150 people left. Although most of them are martial artists, when they are mad, regardless of life and death, the potential that can erupt, It is also incalculable.

"Oh, I will give you a **** road, you rush out as soon as possible!" Murong Qiulan was bloody, and his cheeks were cut by a knife. The flesh and blood on his cheeks were all cut off, revealing the forest bones and climbing. Full of blood, it looks horrible.

She slashed her opponent with a sword and rushed to the front of Murong. The holy light instantly picked up and turned into a golden sword, swiftly slamming down, tyrannical airflow, and overbearing swordsman, "When", Just let Murong’s awkward opponents shake back.

"Sister, I don't go, my eldest brother is dead, I am Murong to avenge him, I am not afraid of death!" Murong stunned **** eyes.

At Murong's home, their three brothers and sisters are the pride of the whole family, especially Murong Lanyu. At a young age, they reached the realm of half-step Wusheng. Shortly after entering the wilderness, they broke through the Wusheng situation and looked at the Murong family. For so many years, he is also the fastest person, saying that he alone can provoke the younger generation of the Murong family.

At a very young age, Murong suddenly regarded his eldest brother as an idol. He hoped that one day he could reach or even surpass the Murong Blue Rain. However, although he was very talented, he was inferior.

But this does not affect his feelings with Murong Lan Yu, because in the Xuan Kong Zong, Murong Lan Yu has been taking care of him, so the relationship between the two is very good, but now Murong Blue Rain is dead in battle A wilderness, and the murderer is in front of you.

Can he not be crazy? You can't kill.

Murong Lan Yu is not afraid of death, so he and Yu Lingtian went out to fight with the genius of the Yunmen, and did not retreat. As his younger brother, he could lose face.

"Oh, don't mess around!"

Murong Qiulan has a red eyes and shouted loudly. "I know that you are not afraid of death. Blue Rain is not afraid of death. We don't have a kind of scorpion, but you can't die!"

"Whether it is for Blue Rain Big Brother or for our Murong family, you must go back alive. Do you know that in the young generation of Murong family, your talent is the best, even Blue Rain is not as good as you."

"No, Big Brother is the best genius of talent!" Murong suddenly screamed in pain.

"It's you!"

Murong Qiulan said that it is not to be arrogant. "The reason why you are not as good as the blue rain brother is because you are not honed enough. You only see the power of the blue rain brother, but you don't know what he has experienced these years. He is our Murong. The first day of the family, so he can only get stronger, even if it is bloody."

"Big brother, he hurts you very much, so I don't want you to provoke this heavy responsibility, but now that he is dead, you must live." Murong Qiulan cried, but the voice became more and more fierce.. "If you Dead, the younger generation of Murong’s family is all over, so you have to live.”

"It must be alive!"

"Big brother, he..." Murong suddenly became a giant shock. He didn't think it would be the result. The whole person was shocked. He thought that Murong Lanyu beat him strongly every time he was fighting. He thought that This is motivating him, but did not expect that this is to protect him, do not want him to bear the mission of family rejuvenation too early.

However, now that my eldest brother is dead, a few people from the Murong family are afraid that it will be difficult to leave alive. Even Murong Qiulan is in a critical situation. At this moment, he is left alone.

He can't die, and he is not qualified to die!

Therefore, he wants to live, the younger generation of the Murong family, and there is only one person who will never fall.

"kill!"

He had long blood and tears. After learning the truth, his heart was even more painful. Even if his flesh and blood were torn apart, he lost his feeling. He followed Murong Qiulan and continued to kill him, trying to rush out.

"Hey!"

Just when he and Murong Qiulan joined forces, they opened a gap from the blockade of the Yunyunmen. When they were ready to rush out, they were beaten with a fierce fist. The bones on their shoulders were broken. Rubbing between them makes a dull sound.

"Want to leave, depends on you?"

In the sky, Li Fengfeng said coldly, even when he was fighting with Yulingtian, he could still distract him. When he saw Murong suddenly want to escape, he made a decisive punch and rushed. Between the two, the latter was stunned and almost half-destroyed.

"One day, I want to kill you all!" Murong stunned with blood and red eyes, screaming hoarse.

“Do you dare to compete with Haoyue?”

Li Fengfeng smiled contemptuously. "That is your talent, even if it gives you ten years and twenty years, how can you be a hundred years? You are not my opponent now, you can never be my opponent?" ”

"You..." Murong Hao was stunned and said nothing. His talent is excellent in the Murong family. Even the entire Lingkong Island can be said to be a genius. However, in the face of the genius of the Holy Island, Li Feng, indeed, Worth to talk about.

"Oh, don't be shaken by him, in any case, you must kill." Murong Qiulan face ugly, her blood is too much, it is almost time to go to the end of the oil.

She knew that she could not leave alive. She only hoped that Murong could live alive. Is this also a luxury?

......

The war is getting more and more fierce. Most of the masters of the Xuankong sect have already died. The genius who can compete with the singularity of the cloud is only a rainy day, and now he is also entangled by Li Fengfeng. It’s hard to distract him.

This also caused Xuankong Zong to fall into the wind all the way. He was trapped by hundreds of disciples in the Yunyun Gate. For a time, mourning all over the fields, almost every Xuankong sect was infected with blood.

Of course, although the Yunmen Gate is much more powerful, in such a **** battle, some people have been seriously injured. They were even dragged into the swamp by a few hairy Xuankong sects. They were swallowed at once and there was no scream. Issued to.

"Kick, oh..."

With the sound of broken flesh and blood, a young girl of Xuankongzong was cut off from the neck of her life, and blood oozes out from the cracks in her bones. It is like a magnificent flower, and she instantly disappears.

Weeping rose!

"Mr. Wu Li!" Someone is crazy, and the voice is extremely painful.

She is a gentle big sister, especially for the new disciples, even if it is into the wilderness, and whenever someone is bullied, she will stand up and shelter them.

At this moment, who can shelter her from the wind and rain.

"Oh, I am fighting with you!" Someone roared and hysterically killed the disciple who killed Wu Li. "Bang", the momentum on his body exploded, and suddenly broke the 9th level. The restrictions of the emperor rushed to the realm of Wu Sheng.

The light is boiling, and it’s a knife!

"bass!"

The sky was torn apart, leaving only a gorgeous knife light. It may not be magnificent enough, not dazzling, but it is his strongest knife. He must avenge Wu Li’s sister.

"You are too weak!" The man sneered again and again, and the latter suddenly broke into the realm of Wu Sheng, and he was somewhat surprised, but it was only like this. With his realm, there is no need to put the latter in the eye.

The next moment, he moved.

The whole person turned into a bleak wind, disappeared from the direction of the latter attack, followed by five fingers, one of them caught the throat of the Xuankong sect, and the **** smile in his eyes burned.

"In my eyes, you are just an ant." The voice fell, and he used his fingers to break the throat of the latter.

"Giggle..."

The blood escaped from Chen Liangkou. His eyes were sad and his eyes were rolling. He hated the sky and hated him. He hated not to fight the enemy. He could not revenge for the teacher!

Death is not eye-catching!

For Xuankong Zong, this is just a small epitome in the **** battle. There are too many warriors who are so dead, and they are also defeated and they will not be able to survive. However, even the masters of the cloud It is impossible for everyone to block everyone.

"Booming..."

A huge voice exploded from the middle of the battlefield, and all the surrounding warriors flew out. Even the ground was beaten and smashed into the sky.

"Sister!" Murong screamed screamingly, his teeth were grinded, and he was straight and sorrowful.

Blood and tears flow!

Hate can't kill her for her!

The battle is getting harder and harder. The scope of Xuankong Zong can be getting smaller and smaller. Murong Qiulan knows that she can't wait any longer. Her blood has drained and her combat power is weak. Therefore, she looked at the last glance. Desperately detonated.

Wu Sheng blew himself!

The power can be imagined, that is, Wu Sheng at the third and fourth levels can not withstand such power. Some people died on the spot, and some people were smashed. In the southeast direction, a gap was formed and a vacuum zone was formed.

"go!"

In the next moment, someone pulled a sigh of relief and did not give him time to react. He rushed straight out and fled to the depths of the swamp. More people followed, even though everyone in the cloud did react quickly, but still It is difficult to stop this torrent.

This is the opportunity for Murong Qiulan to exchange for life!

The power of human beings was thoroughly stimulated at this time. Overstepping the battle, dozens of people attacked several people, even if Wu Sheng was to be shaken off, then the Xuankong Zongfei flew out like a bamboo.

However, in that direction, there is only one river in front of their way - the Yin River!

This is a desperate situation, this is the dusk of the Xuankong Zong.