Chapter 1638

You forced me!

The moment this word falls, Ren Qinghuan's body, that originally cold breath, completely burst out.

A taste of the sea!

The combination of pressure and breath almost turns into a storm, dancing between heaven and earth.

The forces of both sides are completely cold at this moment.

War is inevitable!

"Come on

Ren Qinghuan is graceful and graceful, and the gossamer is fluttering, and the 3000 green silk dances behind her, which brings a towering momentum.

"Ming Xushen!"

Ren Qinghuan's palm turned and an ice blue sword appeared.

He raised it gently and pointed to Ming Xushen.

"Thanks, my Ren family has already paid off."

"Without the original Tianshan Pavilion, there would be no Ming clan you have now!"

"I do everything for you. You treat me like a wolf."

"Now, you have started this war..."

"If you want to fight, I'll fight with you, Ren Qinghuan!"

"War!"

"War!"

"War

At this moment, the momentum of the disciples of Tianshan pavilion has been completely lifted up, and all kinds of breath are completely erupted at this moment.

However, the army of the Ming Dynasty swept away the dust.

They did not hesitate.

They are the army of Tianshan Pavilion!

"Kill!"

Ming Xushen looked gloomy and cold, and his old hand waved fiercely.

"Kill

At the same time, people from the Ming clan also broke out with a cry of killing. A large number of figures rushed out and went straight to the disciples of Tianshan Pavilion.

The first and only civil war in Tianshan pavilion has finally begun!

"Wow

In Ming Xushen's hand, he took out a machete, which was gray, but not rich. It was obviously a low-grade ghost weapon!

"After the first world war today, if there is a faction with my surname Ming, there will be no one for you!"

The words fell, and Ming Xushen started his cultivation. He rushed out with a bang, and the machete cleaved towards Ren Qinghuan.

"Go away!"

Ren Qinghuan's cold hum, the sword danced, and suddenly turned into nine paths, showing a terrible trend, shaking the void and heading for mingxushen. ,

"boom..."

The two gods, who are strong in the sea, have fought hundreds of times in a flash.

Both of them have the same level of divine sea state, and their accomplishments are equal. For a while, it is hard to tell whether they will win or lose.

And the major powers of both sides are fighting together at this moment.

The Ming clique has long been ready to rebel, and the people in Tianshan pavilion have long prevented their rebellion. Both sides have prepared extremely well, and there is no surprise at this moment.

The roar of battle, in the Tianshan Pavilion outside the disciple mountain here, ring into a piece.

The forces of the two sides are quite equal. The gorgeous colors and the amazing attack power make the weapons in the hands stab into the other side's body.

Without any kind heart, they serve their own forces.

It's like Su Han, who was once in Longwu.

For the disciples of Tianshan Pavilion, Ren Qinghuan is their belief.

For people of Ming clan, Ming Xushen is their faith!

"Come out!"

Just as the battle turned white hot, Ming Xushen suddenly threw out a crystal stone and crushed it directly.

After that, Shiqing of the Ming Dynasty, as well as many powerful members of the Ming clan, took out such a crystal stone and crushed them all.

"Whew, whew..."

Not long after they crushed the crystal stone, countless figures rushed in from outside the Tianshan Pavilion.

However, there was no such formation in Tianshan Pavilion.

I don't have to think about it. Everyone knows. I'm afraid that the disciple who guards the transmission array and opens the big guard array is either dead or Mutiny has already happened!

These figures, dense, at least millions.

And their breath is not so strong, but it is not weaker than the disciples of Tianshan Pavilion. On the level, the two are equal.

"Mercenary regiment..."

Seal a gnash teeth: "so many mercenaries regiment, I'm afraid also have to spend a huge amount of Spirit Crystal?"

"It has nothing to do with you. Anyway, it's not ours, it's from Tianshan Pavilion."

On the opposite side of Fengyi, there is a strong man who is the same as Fengyi, who is fighting with Feng.

He said with a sneer, "are you angry? Isn't it nice to take your money and ask others to kill you? "

Feng Yi looked gloomy and did not open his mouth, but his attack was stronger.

After all, he is the head of the star God army. Each of the three regiments is carefully selected from the Tianshan Pavilion. He is much better than others in terms of loyalty and strength.Including Feng Yi, the commander of the army, is also better than the others.

At the moment, his attack strength increases, such as the general storm, the other side immediately has a kind of posture that can't be insisted on.

However, soon hired mercenary regiments joined the battle, and the three dominant regiments immediately fell into a bitter battle.

Not only the three legions, here, everywhere, are fighting hard.

With the addition of these mercenaries, the momentum of the disciples of Tianshan Pavilion suddenly plummeted and retreated step by step.

On the other side of the Ming clan, they are pressing step by step. As long as they can kill them, they will never show mercy.

"Ren Qinghuan, from the abolition of self-cultivation, with your people, immediately get out of the Tianshan Pavilion!"

Mingxushen said coldly: "you have seen the situation at the moment. If you go on like this, you will surely die. This is the last kindness I can make to Tianshan Pavilion."

"If you are really kind, you will not rebel."

Ren Qinghuan opened his mouth coldly, with a wave of his hand, a large golden light appeared.

When these golden lights fell on the ground, a large gap burst into the ground. Countless figures, also dressed in black lacquer armor, slowly emerged from the ground.

"This..."

When they saw these figures, everyone was stunned, and the whole battlefield stopped for a moment.

"Whew, whew..."

Those figures burst out, in fact, the air of killing was extremely strong. Obviously, it was in the hands of everyone, who did not know how many lives there were.

At the front of the crowd was a middle-aged man.

"Lord of the court."

After he appeared, he knelt down on one knee toward Ren Qinghuan.

In his body, a taste of the breath of the sea, the same in sending out.

"You are..."

Mingxushen stares at the middle-aged man. After a moment, his pupils contract and he can't help crying out.

"Tong Lihui

"What?"

"Is he Tong Lihui?"

"Elder martial brother Tong has been missing for a long time."

"It's not dead!"

When hearing Tong Lihui's name, everyone's faces changed a little.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the first elder martial brother of Tianshan pavilion was missing.

And the name of the elder martial brother It's Tong Lihui!

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