Chapter 6800

"Mole ant!"

Leng Fanhua, with a smile of appreciation in the corner of her mouth, pointed her fingers at random, and a blue ray of spiritual power shot through the young disciple's chest, with a bright red blood in her heart.

"As you wish!"

This is the last word that the young disciple of the supreme sect heard. He didn't even see what hit his heart.

The moment he rushed out, he knew his end and gradually lost his strength.

He fell from the sky. At this time, the sky without shangzong Mountain Gate was different from the blue of his entrance, only a huge blue light column with a diameter of more than 1000 meters.

He is a disciple of the supreme school. He has no regrets for the death of the supreme school. He has done his best!

"Younger martial brother Deng..."

"Senior brother Deng..."

Dozens of sad and indignant voices appeared, and dozens of voices jumped into the sky. Some rushed to lengfanhua with eggs and stones, and some rushed to the fallen corpse.

All the people of the supreme sect, from disciples to elders, were extremely indignant.

They are one of the five major schools in the mainland of blue moon. How could they ever be so insulted!

Such as sticky plate fish, free to be slaughtered!

Only death!

What are you afraid of!

There are no disciples of the supreme school who are living on their knees!

When we are in a desperate situation, there is no way back. All the disciples of the supreme sect hold their swords more tightly!

They are not lambs and fish. Even if they die, they should let their opponents work hard!

Sect disciple!

This is the sect disciple!

Ye Qian looked at this scene with emotion. He was born in sanxiu, but he never felt this way.

A little trouble!

Ye Qian solemnly looked at the blue light column in the high sky.

Ye Qian's eyes were filled with black cracks like a spider's web.

It wasn't a crack in his eyes, but the killing flaw of the visible reflected into his eyes and presented the scene.

This is the magic power of law. Within the law, we can see the flaws of all things!

Of course, Qingtian stick has flaws, but the vortex that condenses the spirit power of Zhou Tian becomes the natural shield to protect Qingtian stick.

It's a little hard!

But we can't wait for Optimus to finally take shape!

Who knows what this secret method turned into at that time!

It's no use killing lengfanhua.

It was started by Leng Fanhua and started by Qingtian roll. Now it has little to do with lengfanhua.

Even if you kill lengfanhua, Qingtian's stick should fall, it will still fall.

Ye Qian is looking for the right time.

Now it's not in the secret place of Taiji map or in the wasteland. It's the enemy of demons and beasts. There's no scruple.

If ye qian can't handle it properly, thousands of disciples of the supreme sect will die.

This heaven and earth, if there were no accidents, should have been destroyed.

The problem is, now there is an accident, the alliance leader falls, and the Hongtu mountain leader orders to retreat.

In March, the world had hope of survival.

In that case, ye Qian didn't mind giving a hand to the group.

Save them, ye qian can also be at ease with the supreme sword of the walker.

As for how these people survive after the fall of the world class, that's not what ye Qian has to worry about.

Say, should come out, kill lengfanhua directly!

Ye Qian spat out a bad breath, he was a little regret!

The supreme patriarch was a force he had chosen. If he let others beat him to ashes, his hard work would be in vain.

This is something Ye qian can't tolerate.

"What a pity!"

The middle-aged man in white, lengfanhua, has two strands of hair floating in the wind in front of his forehead, with cruel coldness in his eyes, and has a frightening bearing.

That is the indifference that regards life as a child's play and all living beings as mole ants.

He said with regretful eyes and tone, but his hand was not slow, dozens of blue light shot out, and killed the outstanding disciples one by one.

"Enough!"

Su Ziyan, the leader of the supreme sect, gave a loud roar, not only to his disciples, but also to Leng Fanhua.

"I am the leader of the supreme patriarch. Whether the supreme patriarch will surrender or not should be decided by me alone."

Su Ziyan's chilling words made all the disciples of the supreme sect willing to live and die together with the sect cool.

"The suzerain is right. At this time, he should come down. The foundation of the suzerain for thousands of years can't be destroyed."

One of the seven great elders of the supreme sect who can see the Taoist realm jumps out and agrees. If he can survive, who wants to die!

Su Ziyan, the leader of the clan, has recited the great pot.

If a group of hot-blooded sophomores kidnap zongmen's will and make everyone play together, it's really unfair.

He has hundreds of years to live and doesn't want to die like this.

Some of the masters came out, and some of the elders agreed. Some of the calm disciples of the supreme sect came back to their senses.Between life and death there is a big terror!

"It's all up to the Lord!"

"Please make a decision!"

Many disciples of the supreme school began to agree.

This is also a sect disciple!

Ye Qian didn't know why. He wanted to laugh.

"It's late!"

Leng Fanhua, a middle-aged man in white, looks at the wonderful performances of the disciples of the supreme school. There is a trace of disdain in the corner of his mouth, and he spits out two cold words.

"If I had known that, why should I have done it?"

"I want you to hand over the supreme sword to me. How dare you disobey me!"

"If the holy land is not born for a thousand years, do you think that the mainland in March is your territory?"

"Open your mouth, shut your mouth, Lord..."

The more the middle-aged man in White said, the more serious his tone was, and the colder his eyes were when he looked at Su Ziyan, the supreme patriarch.

He looked at the blue light column above the sky, which had expanded to more than 2000 meters in diameter.

At this time, you can't see the stick shape at all, and your head has been completely covered by the cyan light column.

The spirit power of tens of miles around is swallowed up.

Like the pillar of heaven and earth, the real staff of heaven!

"I am in charge of the world's first army Qingtian staff, and I am the real contemporary God. The old man can't protect himself. He can't survive or die. What good can he do for you, so that you dare to resist my will!"

The middle-aged man in white looks crazy. After so many years, the old man still has such a reputation in the mainland in March.

"It's either the Taoist army or the Holy Lord!"

Su Ziyan looked at the Qingtian staff hanging in the sky and sighed with desperation:

"in March of that year, our major forces made an alliance with the wasteland. We were willing to respect the wasteland as the holy land of practice and take the Daobing Qingtian staff as the token. But it doesn't mean that if you have the Qingtian staff, you are the holy master.

Without Murong Jianqiu's passing on the throne, you can't be the sage without the recognition of the masters of the major forces in the mainland in March... "

"Ask about his relationship with Murong Jianqiu!" Ye Qian has no patience to listen to their chatter, and directly sends a message to Su Ziyan.

"Daoyou is back?" Su Ziyan's eyes flashed a bit of shock, and his heart was also a joy.

There is no precedent for the unknown little secret place and the sacrificial offerings to come back. Even if the leader of their supreme sect went in to explore, he did not come back.

It's shocking that ye qian can come back from there.

We can see that.

It can't be said that the supreme school depends on Ye Qian to recover the situation of the collapse of the building.

"Well, ask about his relationship with Murong Jianqiu!" Ye Qian didn't say much. He wanted to confirm the relationship between lengfanhua and Murong Jianqiu.

In the final analysis, the people and monsters in the wasteland died clean. After all, a little blood passed down. As long as they were not Murong Jianqiu's enemies, ye Qian was willing to save their lives.

Just see who is waiting for the cold flowers.

"The old man can't live or die. I stole even the sky stick. You think too much to expect him to pass down the throne of the Lord!"

Leng Fanhua, a middle-aged man in white, sneered. He was even more arrogant than he had ever imagined. He didn't even mean to hide half of it. He was sure of Su Ziyan, and was not afraid of Su Ziyan's disobedience.

"If the sky stick is in my hand, then I am the contemporary Lord!"

"If you don't admit it, it doesn't matter. If you destroy your supreme sect, they will crawl under my feet and beg me to be the Lord!"

"It's a pity that on that day, you are doomed not to see it. Ha ha ha Well

Leng Fanhua, a middle-aged man in white, smiles ferociously and vividly, with a ferocious domineering and cruel voice. However, he sees a young man in green, with a calm smile on his face, who walks up against the wind and suddenly appears not far away.

This is Ye Qian.

"Go on, you still have some time!" Ye Qian looked at Leng Fanhua with regret.

Although the specific relationship between Leng Fanhua and Murong Jianqiu is unknown, what ye Qian wants to know has already been answered.

It's obvious that this cold flower has a grudge against Murong Jianqiu.

Taking advantage of the danger of others, he stole Murong Jianqiu's Taoist Qingtian staff.

This is enough for ye Qian to cut lengfanhua to pieces.

"It's a pity that the supreme patriarch could cultivate such a person as you

Cold flowers carefully a lot of Ye Qian, some surprised, more frightened.

It's just the initial cultivation of peeping through the eight fold Taoist realm, but the terrible smell of corpses is definitely contaminated with the lives of many ancestors of peeping through the eight fold Taoist realm.

Besides, it should be just these days!

If you can, Leng Fanhua doesn't want to be the enemy of such a strong man.

Unfortunately, this young man is obviously here to pick things up.

"I don't think you have eyes. If you steal Murong Jianqiu's things, do you have the consciousness of being killed?"Ye Qian doesn't know whether Leng Fanhua stole the Taoist Qingtian staff after the Murong Jianqiu accident or before the accident.

But there is no doubt that the strength will be greatly reduced if the Taoist soldiers around are stolen.

This cold flower, at first, can be regarded as one of the culprits of Murong Jianqiu's death.

"Then you don't have long eyes. Do you think I'm really trying to chat with you and show off?"

"I'm waiting for the real completion of the Qingtian staff!"

When Leng Fanhua said that, high above the sky, the giant Optimus stopped absorbing spiritual power.

"Die for me!"

Lengfanhua's face is full of madness and happiness.

There is no exception to the destruction of the state and the clan under the stick of Qingtian.

The giant Qingtian stick, with the intention of destroying everything, has an incomparable momentum, just like the collapse of the pillar of heaven.

The gate of wushangzong mountain is hundreds of miles around. All of them are covered by the light column that blocks the sky and the sun. The whole heaven and earth is one of them. Only one of them falls down from the Ninth Heaven, making life not a bit rebellious

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