Chapter 313： Those who have persecuted me will die!

"Three hundred thousand lives, turned into this blood-burning blaze really extraordinary." Song Ning smiled lightly, looking at the monks who scolded hysterically among the blood-burning blaze.

At that moment, the demon leader finally reacted to what Song Ning wanted to do. He turned over and took out a halberd: "Kill!"

At the command of the leader, the halberd stabbed Song Ning in his hand.

Burning Sky Sword was about to step forward to resist, but heard Song Ning drink in his mouth: "Your blood rain burns the sky, now it can be used."

In the Burning Sky Sword, Xiao Burn was overjoyed, the sword body shook, and the tip of the sword pointed at the sky, suddenly thrusting into the sky.

laugh!

Blood color reappeared in the sky, red lightning flashed in the blossoming blood clouds, and the thunder snake rumbling as it swam away.

Wow ~

Blood rain falls!

Every drop of **** raindrops contains the power of death, and every drop of **** raindrops is mixed with the power of a flame.

At this moment, even if it is a monk, it must try its best to resist.

In the blink of an eye, the halberd stabs, and Song Ning turns over and takes out the Liuyun sword to block him.

Zheng!

Weapons are staggered, the halberd top is in the middle of the body of Liuyun sword, Liuyun sword itself is software, deformed in this blow, thinking of Song Ning's body recessed.

Song Ning's wrist shook, Liu Yunjian returned to normal, the halberd was bounced back, he took a step back, and the demon leader could not help but take a step back.

In the air, Song Ning let out a long breath, calmed his mind, and cut off the insulting words on his ears.

"Void Ling Realm!" Song Ning was able to display the void spirit domain at will on the basis of the void spirit sword domain. The void spirit domain surrounded him with the demon leader. In this void spirit domain, no spiritual power was available.

However, even without spiritual power, the two can still fly in mid-air!

"Sure enough, you are also Wu Xiu, then I won't bully you, force is against force." Song Ning's hand flicked the Liuyun sword, and there was a trace of ripples in the air around him. .

The leader laughed: "Sister Wu Xianwu! Well, well, no wonder Master Zimen wants to draw you from the human monk in a divisive way, Song Ning, I ask you the last time, do you want to be a demon One member? If you do n’t answer now, then after a quarter of an hour, when the real army arrives, you will have no chance! "

Song Ning also smiled. He smiled and looked down at the imperial city: "Gu Dan is not my true master, but he spent Shouyuan to create false memories, hoping that I will protect the fallen feather country, his wish, I want to complete."

"I might as well tell you, the demon assembled a million troops, are you sure you can hold it?" The leader talked to Song Ning while focusing his strength on the halberd.

"I don't care about how many troops you have. I live here, so you don't want to move the imperial city halfway, who moves and who dies!"

Before the words fell, Song Ning Jianhua picked up, and a series of apertures appeared in the air.

The halberd waved and brought a gust of wind.

When the two were fighting, apart from the staggered sound of weapons, they could only see a little spot of light, and it was difficult to see the figure at all.

The monks who were still cursing below suddenly fell silent. They looked at the sky for unknown reasons, and it seemed ... it seemed to finally react.

In the sky, the battle continued, and there were constant demons in the south. These demons wanted to attack the imperial city, but no matter what kind of attack, they could not be shaken by the **** castle formed by this blood-burning formation.

Outside the imperial city, one person and one sword carried out endless fighting.

Song Ningzheng was evenly matched with the demon leader, and suddenly a voice came from midair.

"Zero battle, retreat."

It was heard that the leader holding the halberd quickly backed away, ten miles away, standing next to a man in a white velvet robe.

He bowed his head respectfully and said, "Master Zimeng."

This Purple Dream Master stepped towards Song Ning, one step, ten miles!

"Song Ning, do you remember my voice?" Zi Meng smiled when she saw Song Ning.

"The divisive plan is good, but unfortunately it works for them, it is useless for me." Song Ning smiled back.

There was no killing on Zimeng's face. He glanced at the blood rain falling around him, raised his hand, and took a drop of blood rain in his hand.

The murder and flames in this blood rain seemed to be suppressed by him and could not be deployed.

"Blood rain burns the sky, I remember from ancient books that one of the three great artifacts of the ancient battlefield, Burning Sky Sword can perform this technique in the form of slaughter. I didn't expect Burning Sky Sword to be in your hands." Zi Dream looked down at this drop of blood rain, as if not at the moment on the battlefield.

"It doesn't matter in which hand the sword is, nor the form. The important thing is what to do with this sword and what to do with this form. Even the form of slaughter, at this moment, is to protect people, not kill them." Song Ning looked calm. .

Zimeng smiled bitterly: "You did not kill people, but you killed all of us demon clan and demon clan, why are demon clan and demon clan not creatures?"

"People who perpetrate my country of falling feathers, die! If you withdraw your troops, I will stop immediately." Song Ning's eyes were cold.

Zi Meng giggled, and his palm swept out of thin air, and there was even more light among the many blood clouds in the sky. Then, he stroked again, and another blood cloud was erased.

However, after several waves of effort, the blood cloud disappeared completely, and the blood rain also dissipated.

Although the demon had suffered heavy casualties, he did not act rashly at this moment, but waited for command.

Song Ning frowned. He just couldn't see through the technique just now!

"Before I came here, Master gave me three palms. I didn't understand it at the time. Now I want to come, he should have meant this. The **** rain burns the sky. My life-saving three palms are used to break this technique "" Zimeng said with a wry smile and shook his head.

"It seems that you are not going to withdraw your troops." Song Ning's eyes sank.

Zi Mengdao said: "Soldier, I won't withdraw, but the Master told you to fight alone with me. If you can win, then I promise you a condition. If you lose, then you have to follow me. These monks in the Imperial City, as my gift to you, I will kill them all. "

Zimeng said calmly when he said this, as if he was talking about a sparse ordinary thing.

There are nearly ten million monks in the imperial city below. Will he all kill?

"Your breath is not small, I am really difficult to resist these monsters now, if you want to fight me, then I will fight you. I win, the monsters are not allowed to kill any of me in the country of falling feathers. I lose, I will follow you, but You can't touch everyone in the imperial city. "Song Ning looked at Zimeng coldly.

Zimeng laughed: "It's interesting, it's interesting! If it weren't you, I'm afraid no one would dare to talk to me about Zimeng's conditions. The Master said that I was not as good as you. Allowed! "

After Zimeng finished talking, his body shook, his robes receded, and his hands knotted, and the space suddenly changed.

The static and dynamic domain, the life and death domain, the ethereal domain, and the royal domain are superimposed!