Chapter 7115

"You people have been with you for most of your life. In the end, you will inevitably die. If you are willing to stand on my side, maybe the end will not be so miserable."

The hoarse voice had not finished yet, and the blue killing awn crossed from before his eyes. The holy ancestor of the evil spirit gently turned his head, and a trace of crimson overflowed from the corner of his face.

He stretched out his tongue and licked it. His eyes gradually darkened: "it seems that you old people have made plans to disobey us!"

With a wave of his hand, Wen Qingshan immediately said in a loud voice, "Tianfeng Pavilion is up and down, a dead battle!"

"Jie, old man, toast without penalty!"

Another sarcasm came, and the old man of blood devil sect appeared. The cat cried and the mouse looked at the people in Tianfeng pavilion with fake compassionate eyes and shook his head hypocritically.

"Luo Cheng, what do you say?"

The hoarse voice opened, and above the void, a tall and mighty man appeared in the banter of the evil Saint ancestor. It was xueshura Luocheng, the leader of Shura sect who fought with tianxuexin on the maple leaf platform!

"Tianfeng Pavilion ignores the rules of the alliance and colludes with Tiangong Shenjiao. The former has been killed. Today, there is no need to say more, kill!"

Compared with the blood demon old man and the supreme elder of Shenwu hall, Luo Cheng's hostility is extremely dignified.

"Ants try to shake the tree, overestimate their strength!"

The evil Saint shook his head with compassionate eyes, as if regretting that the Tianfeng Pavilion had broken its way, and several major forces defected to the evil temple one after another. The big hand behind the Tianfeng pavilion has long been a must for the Tianfeng Pavilion.

"Your Excellency, give orders!"

When the elders of Tianfeng Pavilion saw the blood demon sect and Shura sect, they were ready to die.

The first battle of maple leaf terrace, the fierce battle between Tianxue heart of Tiangong temple and the temple of evil spirits, they all saw it. Now the old scene is coming again, and everyone's heart is full of the belief of death.

There are so many powerful people in the holy ancestor of the demon. No one can stop these forces from looking at the land of the heavenly palace!

"Wen Qingshan, you can't change the current situation on your own!"

The bloody robe swayed with the wind and set off ripples. For the current situation, he had already won.

He shook his head regretfully, as if he was regretting the end of Tianfeng Pavilion, but the ecstasy on his face could not be covered up.

"In that case, you stubborn old guys, let's go together!"

The cold voice made the final judgment, and ignored the old man in green shirt below. As long as he died, Tianfeng pavilion was the fish slaughtered by the incumbent on the chopping board!

"Bloody rain!"

The evil Saint didn't intend to delay. As soon as he came up, he urged his strongest martial arts. In the past, he used to rely on this move to seriously hurt the zunlingtian family and respect the elderly.

In the twinkling of an eye, the great pressure is on Wenqing mountain. If this move is allowed to fall, many strong people in Tianfeng Pavilion will melt in the blood rain in an instant.

"Forever!"

With a fierce drink, Wen Qingshan suddenly communicated a trace of heaven and earth will under his seemingly thin body. Qinghui covered the hinterland of Tianfeng Pavilion and dispersed the dense blood cloud.

A standing green mountain is reflected in the sky, which is the original defense force of Wen Qingshan.

"It's all in vain!"

Under the blessing of the power of blood rain, the spirit of the holy ancestor of the evil spirit soared. Facing the pressure of the green mountain in front of him, the indifferent color in his eyes did not change.

The seemingly pale face was full of almost crazy ecstasy.

Just a palm gently across his chest, and the ten thousand feet of green peaks reflected over the Tianfeng pavilion are cut off!

"Boom!"

The green peak broke from the hillside, and a corner of the bloody robe was free from dust.

On one side, the old man of blood demon sect and Shura zongluo Chengdu put away their previous look of self-reliance and respect, but they had a shivering feeling.

That seemingly understated slap broke up the full defense of a top sect leader in the heaven palace in an instant.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Hoarse laughter came, and a touch of blood gushed out of Qingfeng's waist. Wen Qingshan snorted and flew upside down.

Behind the holy ancestor of the evil spirit, the vast void was like a prey ripped open. In his wild laughter, the green peaks connected to the sky dissipated, time and space drank hatred, and blood fell from the ninth day!

"His realm!"

Wen Qingshan was shocked and looked at the demon holy ancestor in front of him. Even the green peak that communicated the will of heaven and earth in Tianfeng pavilion was easily split. Compared with before, his cultivation is more and more terrible. No one knows where the limit of the demon holy ancestor is at the moment!

"If this is your card, that's it!"

Looking down, he judged thousands of practitioners in Tianfeng Pavilion. The deep sense of powerlessness that poured out from the hearts of everyone affected the hearts of everyone from top to bottom. Wen Qingshan, which is called the most defensive place of Tiangong, can't resist the attack of the enemy.

Just then, the sudden change protruded!

The blue light of the sword flashed and the blood cloud condensed. Even the blood curtain behind the holy ancestor of the Yin devil was cut. At this moment, the world was still.

"Shuanghua sword!"

The hoarse voice opened, and the evil Saint turned and looked back at a corner of the void, "Tianxue heart, you still chose to die!"

"Damn you!"

As soon as the voice fell, a golden gourd suddenly grew larger and hung down from the top of the head of the evil saint!

The void fluctuated, and the bloody robe tore at the void and avoided it.

"Bang!"

The huge gourd smashed a huge pit on the ground. After the glittering golden light dissipated, the figure of respecting the elderly and ye Chen slowly appeared on the gourd mouth.

Then came the overwhelming threat of condemnation.

"Dare to offend Tianfeng Pavilion!"

The elder hasn't opened his mouth yet. Behind him, figures come in succession. Thousands of martial artists who beat back the animal tide in Tianfeng city gather in Tianfeng Pavilion at the moment.

"See your excellency!"

"See your excellency!"

Wen Qingshan, who was seriously injured, stared and saw the man's body on the gourd. Behind him, thousands of people gathered together.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Wen Qingshan, who was full of tears, saw that he had never said much. He was a little ruddy in the corners of his eyes.

"Old Wen, let's leave it to us next!"

Ye Chen whispered.

"You are the Lord of reincarnation, ye Chen?"

Wen Qingshan is no stranger to the name of Ye Chen. This young man who has defeated the demon Temple several times is really extraordinary.

Although there is only taizhenjing cultivation, I don't know why, the tall and straight body is proud at the moment, which gives people a feeling of peace of mind.

In front of the maple leaf stage, Tian Xuexin never spoke about his whereabouts until he died. The men who are protected by the elders of Tiangong temple are standing in front of him at the moment.

This moment is like a dream.

"Ye Chen!"

The voice of the demon holy ancestor interrupted the crowd, and there was a trace of trembling in the hoarse voice.

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