Chapter 628

Name:Evil Heart Author:邪心未泯
Panlong fog forest, red fog layer.

A vast blood cliff is located in the red fog layer. It is as red as blood, and it is also as if there is a blood flame burning. On the Bank of the blood cliff, countless monks stand and look at the top of the blood cliff. The void is covered by the red fog, like a world of blood. Here is the famous blood cliff in the red fog layer.

It is said that thousands of years ago, two top monks fought in this battle. Blood stained the blood cliff. The two monks died together and buried their bones here, so it is called Xuegu cliff. As for its real history, there is no way to study it. There are records that Xuegu cliff has been around for thousands of years.

Looking at Xuegu cliff from afar, a group of friars can feel a strong sense of killing. If the low-level friars are eroded by the killing, they will be possessed by the devil. If they are serious, they will die in a riot. Xuegu cliff is a dangerous place in Panlong fog forest.

Dozens of years ago, on the top of a small mountain, there are 13 figures standing. The first one, wearing a white robe, wins the snow. His hands stand on his back. His eyes are as bright as the moon. His body is full of sword spirit, which exudes a sense of arrogance. Standing there alone, the whole world is silent. The man is the vice captain of the evil team. He is born with sword bone at night without sword. In ten years, the whole person has changed a lot Big.

"People die for money, birds die for food, but not for the seventh grade lotus." Another black robed man looks far away, surrounded by Taoist rhymes, thick and mysterious. The man is the think tank of the evil team.

"It's said that there's a strong man in Xuantian. I'm just trying to have a try. What's the combat power of Xuantian realm! It's better not to be like that stupid fork last time. " The man in purple cloud shirt is full of fighting spirit. It's no rain at night. However, compared with a few years ago, his face is more mature and less hip-hop.

"Old devil, forget to call me when you meet someone again. I'll play with you. Of course, don't look for too high-level." A fat man is charming, with a smile on his mouth. Besides Sima Aoao, who else can he be?

If you let people know that the evil team is already fighting against the powerful, I don't know how they will feel. However, everyone is full of self-confidence and doesn't feel the slightest timidity in the face of such a scene.

"We'd better be careful. Last time, we almost hit the way of the martial arts wound. The Xuantian strongman is not our enemy." The night without cloud shakes his head, the dragon Yuan step by step heavy day, even if it is the same level, are very different, not to mention the greater the realm of fighting.

"It's hateful when it comes to that old boy. He even wants to grab things from us, but he doesn't see who we are!" When it comes to the martial arts wound, there is no rain at night. If it wasn't for the other party's two Xuantian realms, it would have been destroyed by the evil team.

Although the strength of the evil team is only average, there are all kinds of people in the team, and even more, there are holy treasures. In the general realm of the dark sky, the evil team is really nothing to be afraid of.

"Here they are." Suddenly, the night without sword looked into the distance and saw dozens of figures coming from the distance, sitting on the top of the two peaks, which immediately attracted the eyes of many friars. The friars who used to stay on the top of the mountain consciously gave up a way.

"Night brother." The first two people say hello to yewujian.

"Brother Yun, brother Sima." Ye Wujian nodded and didn't say much. Obviously, it was Jun's team and Zun's team that came. The two teams and the evil team were known as the golden iron triangle. Their strength could not be underestimated. One team might not be terrible, but the three teams united, almost invincible at the same level, and even made Xuantian friar scared.

The blood bone cliff is surrounded by friars. All of them do not act rashly. They all look at the blood bone cliff. From a distance, a blood lotus stands on the top of the blood bone cliff. It is crystal clear, swaying in the wind, sending out bursts of fragrance. There is also the sound of wind chimes. It is the seventh grade holy lotus.

It's said that if the friar of sutian peak could refine a eight grade holy lotus, break through the realm of Xuantian, and even achieve something unexpected, everyone would be envious.

"Get out of here!"

Just at this time, there was a roar from the rear of the evil team. Fifty or sixty people came, murderous.

"Poop, poop..."

All of a sudden, a series of bloody lights burst into the sky, and countless runes flashed. The first few people's eyes were frightened, and there were countless scars and blood dripping on their bodies.

"Small array, dare to stop me!" One of the men sneered, a knife River broke down, the light curtain swung, and then suddenly exploded.

"Zheng Rulong?" Night without rain, eyes a coagulation, whole body kill idea suddenly appear, sneer way: "how, you are to send to death?"

"Lingya sharp mouth, after today, Tiange no longer evil team!" Zheng Rulong's body stopped, standing in the void. There were three men standing side by side with him, all watching the evil team coldly.

"Zheng Rulong, even if the dark dragon team wants to die, it's wrong for you to catch up with other teams." The night has no cloud to smile a way, appear breeze light cloud light, have no any worry.

Zheng Yunjun is in a hurry to make a move, but he doesn't stare at the other three.

"Yun Buji, Sima Tianlin, I hope you don't interfere!" Zheng Rulong said in a deep voice that he knew that the gold and iron triangles were not necessarily rivals."Now that you're here, come out." Sima Tianlin shook his head, his eyes burst out with a light, and his fighting spirit was surging.

"Whew..."

The figures flashed from the forest, and immediately surrounded Jun's team and Zun's team in the center. There were three or four teams across from the three teams.

"It seems that you don't appreciate it." Zheng Rulong sneered.

In recent years, the golden iron triangle has been dominating the inner government, and almost no one can rival it. These days, all the three teams have been promoted to the diamond team. If they continue to develop in this way, the hope of all the teams to kill the evil will become more and more dim, so they have to fight now.

"It seems that you haven't made any progress in ten years!" Night without sword, eyes like sword, robes in the wind, extraordinary temperament, not stained with dust.

"Well! Today, Xuegu cliff is the place where your three teams bury their bones! " Zheng Rulong is not angry but laughs and rushes up first.

Almost at the same time, all the friars rose to the sky and attacked and killed. Many friars around quickly retreated to make a wide battlefield for more than a dozen groups. The power of Su Tian had already surpassed that of ordinary people, and the battlefield of all the people had already moved to the high altitude.

The evil team is surrounded by four teams in the center, and the powerful Su Tian is so powerful that the whole sky roars.

"No matter how many people come, they just want to die!" Zheng Rulong sneered and said that the cold knife in his hand was shining.

"Noisy!" Without a sword in the night, I drink it lightly, just like the sword God coming to the world, "the law of heaven and earth!"

In vain, the Red Blood Sword burst out a river of blood flowing through the sky. The law of the blood River surged, and the void was twisted. It was forced to be overlapped by the night without sword.

"Dao dominates the world!"

As soon as Zheng Rulong's pupil shrinks, he shouts and does not hesitate to exert the power of the world. Countless mad swords are enveloped in the air of the world. Breathing, endless mad swords turn into a dragon, roaring and rushing, and the void collapses.

"Poof!"

In vain, Zheng Rulong spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were frightened. He couldn't believe it. He lowered his head and looked at his elixir field. However, he saw countless essence gushing out, and his life was losing quickly!

"This, this is what kind of sword, a sword to break Zheng Rulong's elixir? Zheng Rulong is an old-fashioned Su Tian strongman! "

All the friars looked at yewujian in horror. However, yewujian only made one sword, and then they didn't fight any more. The figures of several people who rushed up with Zheng Rulong suddenly retreated, and their eyes were full of panic.