Chapter 187

The hall of Jianzong in Kunlun is dead.

Countless horrified eyes, wide open mouth, strong saliva, can't believe what happened in front of us. They all looked at the white dress standing in the middle.

Suddenly.

A great terror, such as the fierce cold wind, rushed into every corner of their body.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

This moment.

The whole picture is like a freeze frame.

No one dares to speak.

Everyone's scalp is numb and trembling. Their feet are like stones with a weight of ten thousand jin. It's hard to walk.

"Mumble!"

With countless cold sounds, all the people of Kunlun sword sect were frightened.

They were in their pupils.

Still, I only saw the plain white clothes with hands on their backs. There was no sense of awe. However, it seemed that there was a lot of prehistoric terror about half a foot away from Chu Lingxiao.

At this moment.

Around the quiet can even hear each of them, the violent heartbeat, just like playing the horn before death.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!!!

Quiet as a cicada!

It's so horrible!

All the disciples of Kunlun sword sect, such as Chenxiao sword, chenwuya, chenguifeng, yanrufei and lulinping, watched the moment when Chu Lingxiao turned slowly.

I feel cold all over my limbs.

The eyes are bigger and bigger, the breath is heavier and heavier. Brush your back and sweat.

"My mother, run!"

I don't know who can't help it. I cried out in horror. Suddenly everyone shivered.

Instant.

The whole hall is in a mess. All disciples of Kunlun sword sect, who did not put ordinary people on the ground in their eyes, are pale.

Like a frightened headless fly, it ran for life everywhere, and the entrance and exit of the main hall were immediately filled with people.

"Stop."

However, a light floating sentence came from the mouth of the white dress. In a flash, all the legs of the frightened people were soft. Looking at the gate that could escape only one step away, they all shrank back after hearing the two words.

Chu Lingxiao, with his hands on his back and eyes as calm as water, paddled across everyone, making Chenxiao sword and other disciples of Kunlun sword sect tremble fiercely, and there was a dead silence in his pupils.

"Now who is more qualified to take charge of Kunlun snow mountain?"

A light inquiry.

When echoing in the ear.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The whole hall, one after another, collapsed on the ground, and the sound of collision with the ground suddenly sounded, shocking and chilling. After a while, there was only Chenxiao sword left in the moment. Yan Rufei and other five disciples passed on their own. Their lips trembled, their bodies were frozen, and they stayed in the same place.

Their invincible master!

Three elders!

Be

Chen Xiao sword, Yan Rufei and others, the brain is blank. At this moment, their legs were shaking, their hair was rising, almost could not stand

Four ancient immortals!

Let's go!

Unexpectedly, before Chu Lingxiao was touched, his body was smashed!

"Master Do you know how you died? "

Don't say it's them.

It's the other famous real immortal palms teachers who are all present. They must not know what happened just in the blink of an eye!

"Before I'm right. You are the only one qualified to take charge of Kunlun snow mountain. We are all a group of fake immortals. The great ones are the supreme immortals in charge of the sky. Division... No, no, no, Pei Tianzhao, these four ants who don't know the height of heaven and earth, offend the elder generation, and they will live up to their death! "

Chenxiao sword's frightened scalp is fried and his pupils are quivering. He is the first one to return to his mind. His legs don't hesitate to kneel down and beg for mercy. The eldest disciple of Kunlun sword sect is constantly banging his head and flattering. In order to survive, all teachers are floating clouds.

"Xianwei, the elder, is invincible. Previously, we were blind and ignorant. I We are the frogs at the bottom of the well. Please don't argue with us, elder, and let us live. "

The dust roars the sword to frighten the speech.

It's all incoherent.

Not at all.

A real immortal in this world has the ability to kill four ancient monks with deep foundation!

He even doubted.

When the ancient heaven was destroyed.

Is it true that some celestial immortal survived!

And Chu Lingxiao may be one of them!

"Yes, yes, yes, Pei Tianzhao, they are not worthy of sympathy."

Yan Rufei responds, flustered, inarticulate, kneeling on the ground shivering, raising her head.

That moving and pretty face, looking at Chu Lingxiao pitifully, seems to want to seduce with beauty.

"Before Master, spare my life. I'd like to serve you all my life... "

The others hurriedly knelt and crawled forward.

These ancient monks.

At the moment before, he had a high attitude. He looked down on all the mortals in the world as livestock, and let Pei Tianzhao and other four immortals go to take them from Chu Lingxiao.

I saw four people in charge of Pei Tianzhao.

After being killed by seconds.

Suddenly changed like a dog to please the owner, kneeling in front of Chu Lingxiao's heel, trembling.

"I can spare your life."

Light words, just said.

Chenxiao sword, Yan Rufei's face is full of joy after the disaster. They are all relieved and wiped their sweat.

"When you were in the hall of Zhao nationality, you were wrong. This is neither a reversal of time and space, nor what your ancestral master of ancient fairyland can do!"

But the next light words, falling in the ear of the dust roaring sword for a moment.

As if I heard the most incredible words in history.

A pupil that has just returned to its original state.

Once again, shrink.

When everyone breathed, his heart beat faster and the whole hall was dead.

"Spare your life and send you back to the original world. It's up to you whether you can live till now!"

"But I, Chu Lingxiao, am the only one in the world. Who can resist the chaos of time and space for five thousand years and only revive you?"

The voice just dropped.

Around the space, a twist, can see the scene of various times, in this moment, the dust roaring sword, Yan Rufei all eyes suddenly.

To see a more incredible scene.

An old man in a white robe.

It seems that I have experienced an unprecedented war. My body is covered with blood and looks sad. Standing on Mount Tai, my wounded body becomes a stone statue.

"I am the sword immortal of the universe. Now I found Kunlun sword sect!"

"I hope that future disciples can uphold our will and protect the heart of the earth when they come back from the resurrection, and do not waste the chance given by Mr. Wang to revive the world!"

The next moment.

In the dust roaring sword, Yan Rufei and other people's desperate frightened eyes, the space solidified. As if all of them, from the future to this era, disappeared without trace.

Kunlun sword clan hall.

It's even more nihilistic.

On the top of the vast Kunlun snow mountain, a piece of white snow fell on the shoulder, leaving only the white clothes, standing on the cool snow, sighing: "I gave you a chance to revive, but you didn't cherish it."