Chapter 2876

"Tangqin!"

When I saw the visitor, I was very happy.

Sixty years ago, Tang Qin's momentum is quite different now!

He knew little about the woman he had only known for three months 60 years ago.

But there is one thing to be sure, that is this woman, to Bai Chen but be dead set!

"You...!"

Xia Rong stands firm and stares at Tang Qin with anger.

"If you dare to attack our chenyao sword clan, there will be no amnesty."

The cold voice came from Tang Qin's mouth. He was not angry, but he made the army of luochamen tremble.

Tang Qin's current aura is obviously far superior to Xia Rong's.

In a world where the strong are respected, if the commander is not as good as the enemy, what strength can the green leaves, who are disciples of the luochamen, have.

For a time, many people have been in the heart of the secret retreat.

By that time, some people had already started to run away.

As the first person fled, more and more people followed. At the critical moment, there was no backbone at all. It was not as bloody as some small and medium-sized forces.

"Those who escape in the face of battle, die!"

Xia Rong saw this picture which was enough to shame the Luocha gate. She was so angry that she waved her hand in the air, and a stream of wind swept away.

Where they have passed, those figures who have fled have turned into ice sculptures one after another, just like hail falling down.

Seeing this, Tang Qin's curiosity deviated. It seems that the cold ice power of his opponent belongs to some kind of blood succeeding power, right?

"Brother Ji, go down and have a rest. I'll take the rest."

Tang Qin walks slowly to Xia Rong with calm face. With her right hand stretching out, a dark blue long gun appears in her palm.

At that time, the energy storm of the 68 celestial realm will resound across the sky.

Under the wave of energy dominating the world, all the people in the direction of luochamen, including Xiarong, look pale.

……

At this time, the northern Chen Empire had already been in war.

Cangzhou land can be seen everywhere in the fight of the three main door figure.

In contrast, the Luocha gate has a rich foundation, and the number of strong people has reached a terrifying situation.

And Xingchen Pavilion and chenyao sword clan also paid a very heavy price!

Fortunately, chenyao sword was dominated by those who were strong in the divine realm.

But in the competition between the universe and the strong, they suffered a great loss.

In a desert, Meng Zhiqiu was covered with blood, kneeling in front of her sister, looking at her hateful and dull eyes, roaring angrily.

"Ah! Luochamen, I am at odds with you

Meng Zhiqiu angrily picked up his elder sister's body and placed it among the rocks. Then he flew up into the air with blood in his eyes.

But when he returned to the battlefield, he found that Shen died in the distance and his arm was cut off.

"Yao Yao!"

Meng Zhiqiu flashes away like crazy. He goes to have a rest with the four elders of luochamen.

Yaoyao endured the pain of broken arm, trembled at his waist, touched a jade screen, and quickly sent the pill to his mouth.

Waiting for the recovery of spiritual power, she opened her eyes tired, what she saw were all the companions of chenyao sword sect, who were constantly falling into a pool of blood.

Of course, there is a mountain of corpses on the other side of the Luocha gate.

In this war, both sides have paid a heavy price.

"Mr. Jiang Come back quickly... "

Yaoyao sighed with tears. His turbid and bloodstained face suddenly surged into the frenzied fighting spirit again, and then rushed to the Luocha gate regardless of everything.

Another battlefield, a river of blood, flows into the river at sunset.

The war here is over, but only one person survived.

"Immortal body, Dharma world, close..."

Yang Qiuyu is like a female god of war, standing between the skeletons with a sword. His indifferent side face is not moved, but his face is full of tears.

In order to break the sword in front of her, Wang Junhua came out.

"Brother Wang Jun, you just left. How can I explain to the patriarch?"

"How can I explain to sister junran?"

She looked up at the sky and sobbed. She was the only one who lived to the end.

But the one who survived was the most painful.

……

Chenyao sword sect has never experienced such a large-scale catastrophe, so has Xingchen Pavilion.

The army that came out of Xingchen Pavilion is vast, with more than 2.7 million people.

Today, less than half a day ago, nearly 700000 people have been buried in Cangzhou.But these are not the most tragic.

In this fight with luochamen, the most tragic is the innocent people.

In order to make the Xingchen Pavilion and chenyao sword sect have to send people out, the large-scale killing of Beichen people by luochamen has been cruel to the point of common indignation.

Zeus

Is worthy of

The source of darkness!

……

"You are not my opponent at all."

Tang Qin coldly raised his eyes, looking at the sky sunset red, in her side, long gun across the air and tremble with the wind.

And the Spear's head has already penetrated Xia Rong's heart.

Blood along the corner of the mouth, flowing down, Xia Rong unwilling to see the distance.

She didn't want to kill, either.

She's not a killer.

When she came to luochamen, she just wanted to repay her kindness.

Later, they became the owners of the Youming temple, and their Youming temple was also rare.

But over the years, the heart of revenge has devoured her reason.

Let her come to this day.

She came to a place where she felt strange to herself.

……

At the end of her life, the scene when she first saw Bai Chen appeared in her eyes.

At that time, she disguised as a thief and approached Bai Chen on purpose.

But unexpectedly, this view, is a lifetime of love and hate.

"Bai Chen, if I can, I really don't want to see To You... "

A gust of wind blowing, she finally drooped his head, swallow the last breath.

In a hurry, the army broke up in Luocha.

But how can Ji Shengyu, who is decisive, let them go?

At this moment, jishengyu completely incarnated as the God of war who cut through the thorns. He rushed into the army of hundreds of thousands of luochamen alone. In this sunset, the figure of the elders and disciples of luochamen was like a black eagle with broken wings, falling from the sky.

……

At the same time.

Maodi and Xiaoya finally arrive at the magic Valley before the night falls.

"Ling can!"

When he saw the man hanging on the stake in the valley, he rushed down immediately.