Chapter 510

Zhang Chu, carrying Qin Sitong on his back, walked silently towards the deep valley.

On the way to Zhang Chu's heart, how many people can he kill to get the three demons and nine sects?

How much can we destroy to protect the people around us.

Now, Zhang Chu's mentality has changed dramatically, and his thoughts are quite different.

How many people can we save ourselves?

How much protection do you have to protect in order to recast the true character of the practitioner?

All along

Like these monks, Zhang Chu was blinded and thought that only killing could protect him. I don't know that the more you kill, the more enemies you have, the more dangerous the practice world is. The more people you protect, the more friends you have, the more harmonious the practice world will be. Zhang Chu will never be able to create a home for his family that is hard to work and sleep.

But it can create a beautiful and harmonious fertile land for the family.

As he passed the boulder, Zhang Chu saw Jin Li who died under the stone. He had been smashed into meat sauce by the boulder below his chest, but with his last breath, he wrote a line of blood in front of him.

"When I look back, I have a long memory. The end of the world road, no more... "

Zhang Chu bit his finger and wrote a "period" on the back.

No more time, I hope so.

Point your foot and turn around the corner of the valley. In the round canyon with a diameter of several hundred meters, you will have endless fighting spirit.

In addition to the dozens of bodies left on the ground, there are more than 100 people in confrontation.

There are still 20 people left in miaobi hall, led by Liu Qingfeng and Zhao Tang, and the long hidden Jinsheng palace is also exposed.

Leimingge and Yanyang sect, there are 80 people left!

There is a big gap in the number of people, but miaobi hall has no intention of giving up and has already regarded death as a return.

The final battle is imminent, and miaobi hall will be completely destroyed. However, in the face of miaobi Hall's fight back, leimingge and Yanyang sect will also pay a heavy price.

The leader of leimingge, Tang, song and Yuan Dynasty, is nearly two meters tall, with a bearded face. He is breathing heavily at this time. He was injured in the scuffle just now.

The Tang, song and Yuan Dynasties looked at Liu Qingfeng like a wild animal about to open its mouth and gave a low roar: "Liu Qingfeng, I'll give you one last chance. If you still refuse to submit, I will use your flesh and blood to pay homage to the dead disciples!"

Lu Zisheng, the leader of the Yanyang sect, was already red eyed and trembling violently. This was not because of injury or tension, but because of the high tension of his muscles.

Lu Zisheng said maliciously, "you're hopeless scum. If you give up earlier, you won't kill so many people. You really deserve to die."

In the face of Tang, song, yuan and Lu Zisheng, Liu Qingfeng shakes his sleeves and roars up to the sky: "if you don't get revenge, you're not a man."

Zhao Tang, beside him, was red with blood, but he did not say a word, just staring at each other.

But from Zhao Tang's eyes, we can see the color of chagrin.

As a brother, he didn't stand beside Zhang Chu. It was disloyal.

As a husband, he can not help his wife revenge, is heartless.

Once that refined young man, now he has become a disloyal, unruly and unrighteous person. Zhao and Tang have no way back.

Only the eyes of Jinsheng Palace are as firm as ever. Her only mission is to protect the coffin.

The coffin is here, the Jinsheng palace is here, the coffin is broken, the Jinsheng palace is dead.

As everyone knows, she is the most pathetic one among all the people on the scene, living for the illusory task. Maybe she already knew in her heart that it was not worth it at all! But baiyuemen was dead and wounded, and she was betrayed again. Even if she could turn back, she would not turn back.

Even if there is a copper wall and iron wall in front of it, it will break your head and blood, and the Jinsheng palace will not hesitate to hit it.

"Nothing to say, kill!" The Tang, song and Yuan Dynasties roared like a giant bear.

"Kill miaobi hall, cut off Liu Qingfeng's head, and take down the three demons and nine sects!" Lu Zisheng was also hysterical.

Liu Qingfeng took a deep breath, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at death as if he were going home: "disciples, Liu Qingfeng is not worthy to be your leader, and I dare not hope to be the same acupoint after death. Daughter, father is useless, can't revenge for you. But in this war, we have no way back. In the next life, I would like to be an ox and a horse. "

"Live and die with the leader!" The remaining disciples of miaobi hall roared one after another.

"Kill

"Kill

"Kill

All the people are shouting the same word, killing the sky.

This huge sound, hit on the cliff of the valley, reverberated in the valley, and finally accompanied by a roar, I don't know where triggered the avalanche.

The whole Tianshan Mountain was disturbed by the war.

When miaobi hall, leiming Pavilion and Yanyang school rushed to each other without hesitation.

There was a murmur.

"Qi Chong Tianshu! The flames of war

Boom

With the deafening sound, a figure fell from the sky, just hit in the middle of the two sides, in an instant, the earth was shaking and the dust was rolling.

Creak, creak

Boom

More than one avalanche occurred in the whole Tianshan Mountains, but no snowflake fell into the valley.

That huge impact force, unexpectedly formed a round vigorous wind, devoured all the practitioners around.

Those who practice Qi in the peak period are directly shocked.

In the early days of foundation construction, the menders stuck their legs like nails on the ground to resist the impact. As a result, their bodies still glided back more than ten meters, and two dragging marks appeared under their feet.

The billowing smoke, violently rolling, covered everyone's sight.

All the practitioners, who looked at death as if they were at home, were shocked by the scene before them and showed their fear.

This power... This cultivation

The strongest state in people's impression is just in the middle of foundation construction.

However, compared with everything in front of us, the strength that can be displayed in the middle period of building foundation is actually small.

This power does not come from the secular world of practice.

Is

This battle, even the hermit clan can't see down, send the experts to punish?

The shouting and killing stopped abruptly. Apart from the sound of rubble, dust and avalanche, there was no more sound from human beings.

In the horror of everyone's gaze, the dust finally gradually fell away, a body shape, gradually floating in the field of vision.

At this time, an undeniable, sonorous voice came out of the dust.

"The havoc caused by the three demons and nine sects is over! If any of you want to keep fighting, I'll be his opponent. "

In Tang, song, yuan and Lu Zisheng, their eyes were at a loss.

Zhao Tang, Jin Sheng Gong and Liu Qingfeng were shocked!

This voice is... Zhao Tang!

The dust falls, see that familiar face, suddenly appear in front of you, Liu Qingfeng face like ashes, like a frustrated ball, directly paralyzed.

"You... Actually have the peak state of building foundation... Ridiculous, funny..." Liu Qingfeng shakes his head and laughs at his shortsightedness and boldness.