Sword God

Peak!

In front of the main hall!

There was a slaughter and a chill.

All eyes focused on Lord Shuramon's face.

He is the leader of Shuramon, and his reaction is related to the survival of Shuramon.

"The main master once again stated that the exercises were not borrowed. The so-called thousand-day Yuan Dan owed his debts, and there was nothing in it." Master Shuramon's eyes condensed and he swept over Elder He Baiming and Elder Gale with a solemn and determined tone.

"In this way, you intend to make Shuramon disappear early." He Baiming's tone became colder, and an amazing cold storm erupted around him, sweeping away, and suddenly making everyone feel a sense of freezing.

It seemed to be the wind from the Nine Nether Purgatory, piercing the bone marrow.

"Shuramon should not pay the debt?" The elder Gale also exploded in an astonishing breath. The fierce gust of wind roared like a raging wind, and it seemed that he would shave everyone.

The arrogance of the Seventh Level into the Sacred Realm and the Eighth Level into the Sacred Realm are fully revealed. It is only the door owner alone, and the five elders are also difficult to resist.

The situation is critical!

"I am Shuramon, even if I destroy the door, I will never compromise." The disciple who had entered the holy realm suddenly shouted, his face firmly, regardless of all the eruptions of his own breath fluctuations, even if the earthworm shook the tree. Never shrink back half a point.

"Absolutely no compromise!" The other half-sacred class and transcendental realm disciples groaned as well, erupting their own breath.

For a time, all were united in their minds.

"It seems that your Shuramon is going to pay off with his life." Elder Gale's eyes glared. Suddenly, the violent and fierce wind contained an amazing murderous opportunity.

Eight levels of coercion into the sanctuary directly suppressed the audience.

Even if the door owner and the five elders and a group of disciples did their best, they could only resist it very reluctantly.

The gap in strength brought about by the gap in cultivation is very obvious.

"Then see why you take our lives." A scream, like a roar of a tiger and a thunder like a thunder, and immediately, a figure of streamer quickly flew out of the hall and brought up. The thunderous momentum of the array appeared next to Lord Shuramon, bursting into an astonishing and striking momentum, carrying the pressure of the elders of the strong wind.

This is an old man in a short gray robe, with a sallow face and a stubborn look, but filled with unyielding will, his eyes glared, swept He Baiming and apprentice, staring at the strong wind.

"Great elder!"

The master and the five elders whispered, and the disciples were surprised.

Chen Zong's eyes also followed.

At a glance, Chen Zong could see the situation of this great elder, which was very bad.

"Speaking old ghost, you are not dead yet." While the strong wind was surprised, he suddenly sneered: "Even if he is not dead, he can't wait for the lingering pant, but he dares to come out and think he lives long."

"Even if the old man is dead, he will pull you back." The elder elder stared at the strong wind, saying one word after another, the determination revealed in his words was extremely shocking and earth-shattering.

"Speaking of old ghosts, you've got a heart-burning palm, you have a little strength left, dare to pull me back." The strong wind secretly sneered, but sneered, secretly tempted.

"The burning heart is now suppressed by the power of the old man, but it is nothing more than the old man fighting this life, and exploding his full strength. Do you think you can retreat all over the body?" It makes people more afraid.

The gale look could not help changing slightly.

This saying that the old ghost has eight levels of cultivation practice, and its strength is stronger than himself. If the other party is in its heyday, he can't dare to fight the autumn wind alone.

Although the other party is now hurt, if it is really desperate, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not cause some trauma to itself, and even serious will really die with yourself.

From the other person's eyes, the strong wind saw the determination contained in it, completely ignoring life and death.

"Okay, you said that the old ghost is also a famous strong man of the Tai Luoshan generation. Today I will give you a face." The strong wind turned around and said immediately: "In this case, this account will not be collected first, and the grace is three days. Give you three more days to prepare."

As soon as this remark came out, a lot of secret relief was suddenly given, and in three days, perhaps more preparations could be made.

"It's just a person who stepped into the coffin and was about to die. What face did he give." The change was abrupt, and a cold and violent voice suddenly came from a distance, like a thunderous rumbling.

Between the roar of heaven and earth, it seemed that a thunderous light swept across the sky.

Immediately, Thunderlight stopped, a figure carrying his hands, standing in the air, overlooking the crowd from the top.

The figure was wearing a purple robe, tall and majestic, but like a dark-haired old man. His eyes were cold and cold. It seemed to contain a thunder of light, jumping endlessly in the void.

At the moment of being stared at by his eyes, everyone felt deep pressure and his body was slightly numb.

"Thunder old ghost, you might want to die." Elder Xiuluomen's eyes condensed and stared at each other, throwing a loud voice, showing an amazing murderous opportunity.

"Speaking of old ghosts, if you are in the heyday, you can still contend with me. Now you, you can still have a little strength." The old man named Zipao Lei sneered suddenly: "Once you let go of your heart and blood The repression of the moment, the injury broke out in an instant, enough to take you half a life, what do you use to fight?"

The other person's words made the elder's short body tremble slightly, and it seemed to be poked at the door, and the body was rickety again.

The gale suddenly became angry and angry.

I was deceived and almost retreated, and I lost my face.

Boom!

Before the main hall, a tyrannical breath suddenly broke out and rolled over.

The momentum of the fierce wind!

Furious thunder momentum!

The gloom of the cold wind!

In an instant, because of the appearance of the Great Elder and the decisive peak cycle, the turning point again became more unfavorable to Shuramon.

It seems that today and now, I am afraid that it will be the time when Shuramon will destroy the door.

Thinking of this, all the men of Shuramon showed bitterness all over their faces, and finally, it was still this moment.

Basically, all those who have stayed until now will coexist and die with Shuramon, otherwise, they have already left.

"You didn't come at the right time." Chen Zong's ear suddenly sounded the host's words of apology: "Now, you leave first. Strictly, you are not my disciple of Shuramon, I will explain this. "

"Master, are you willing to believe my mother?" Chen Zong asked instead.

The door owner was startled, and he didn't know how to answer.

Believe?

How to believe that under the strong enemies, Shuramon is dying, and how can we rely on a younger generation alone?

What's more, these powerful enemies are not scattered, and there are powerful forces behind them.

Do not believe?

That being said, it hurts people a bit.

"Then, let me go." Chen Zong said again, his tone unwavering.

Immediately, Chen Zong stepped out.

step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

The tyrannical momentum of the three powerful saints seems to have no effect on him at all, and it does not exist.

All eyes fell on Chen Zong.

The elder didn't know what happened before, so when he saw Chen Zong walking out, he was surprised.

"You have to borrow the exercises." Chen Zong stood still, staring at He Baiming without saying anything, and then looked at the elder Gale at Bailiemen: "You have to negotiate."

Then, Chen Zong looked at the old man in purple robe: "So, what do you advise?"

Several people stared at Chen Zong, a little puzzled.

too suddenly.

Fang Cai, they did not notice the existence of Chen Zong, as if they suddenly appeared.

"Who are you?" He Baiming's eyes condensed slightly, showing a cold air, and approached Chen Zong.

"My name is Chen Xiu. The disciple who was left behind by Shuramon will return home today." Chen Zongwei smiled and said: "Next, everything from Shuramon will be taken by me. Whatever your purpose, you will come to me. "

Anxiety and restlessness make people unclear.

"Huh, what are you." Chang Wei's eyes burst into a strong cold awn, a sneer hung from the corner of his mouth, and he scolded directly.

"You want the Dasha Xiuluo Gong of the top grade, right, as long as you can beat me, I can give you a better method than Dasha Xiuluo Gong." Chen Zong stared at Chang Wei, saying nothing.

"This..." The faces of Lord Shuramon and the five elders changed a lot, but they couldn't stop Chen Zong.

"Since you ask for a defeat, I will give you a defeat." As soon as Changwei's voice fell, an extremely cold breath burst out in a flash, and immediately, a claw was swung out, and the cold claw strength was tearing the void in an instant , Shot down.

That cold, dark black claw a few meters in size was killed in the air, directly covering Chen Zong as if to tear Chen Zong directly.

Shoot without mercy.

Chen Zong was motionless as if frightened.

He Baiming's breath directly locked the master Shuramon and the five elders. If they intervened, he would also shoot in a flash.

As for the Great Elder, he was locked in the breath of Gale and Thunder Ghost, and he dared not act rashly.

At that moment when the fierce claw was about to catch Zhong Zong, I saw that Chen Zong's left hand was not raised without Xu Shiji, and his index finger and middle finger were like ice dragons, and they were drawn out with a gentle stroke.

Chang Wei sneered.

He even deliberately resisted his own claws, unaware of life and death.

In the next moment, Chang Wei's expression changed dramatically.

The claws of a few meters in size were split open in a blink of an eye, and their violent force made them shaken.

Immediately, there seemed to be a flash of sword light in front of him, and the volley of the sky killed him. The flash of sword light was extremely sharp, as if the aurora had crossed the sky, and it was like a god thunder across the void.

He Baiming was paying attention to Lord Shuramon and the five elders. Where did he know that his disciples would be like this.

In the moment when it was too late to shoot, the sword light volleyed into Changwei. Changwei's defensive strength was torn and shattered in a moment, and the whole person flew out tens of meters. The robe on the chest was torn and was torn directly With a long mouth, a long sword mark was left on the chest, and blood continued to flow out.

It was just a blow, an understatement of light, and Chang Wei was traumatized. This result suddenly surprised everyone. It was very shocking and unbelievable.

Especially Changwei himself was unbelievable and trembling with anger.

"I want you to die." Chang Wei roared with rage and urged all his strength to directly explode his 10% strength.