Chapter 518

In the war, most of the big formation of Ziji huzong has been destroyed.

Such a big zijizong is filled with a strong smell of blood. Close your eyes, you can hear the scream of blood being torn, and fall into the pool of blood waiting for the groan and groan of death.

The fighting power of zijizong is constantly defeated.

Beautiful mountains and rivers, in just a few hours of time, into the Shura hell.

Purple dream Yan as the patriarch, this scene of tragedy all let her feel distressed.

At the beginning, her master was forced to self-determination by the royal family of Qingming Kingdom, which brought about the peace of zijizong for nearly 20 years. The whole zijizong was handed over to her by her master before her death, so that she could protect the foundation of her ancestors.

She thought that she could complete her master's death after she got the inheritance of Binghuang in Qinglong grottoes. It's just that she thinks it's too simple.

Among the Royal Army, there are only four King Wu.

Qingdi, wanzhenke, tianfuxian, Baiwang.

Among them, the White King led the white Lin Wei to rush to the front of the army, wandering in the maze of Ziji huzong formation, unfolding the unpredictable soul of the army, and incarnating the emissary of the soul.

Everywhere they went, there were wails and cries, and there were countless deaths and injuries.

Although the Qing emperor was targeted by Ziji huzong array at the beginning and fell into the bewilderment of the array, he got the help of thousands of people and broke out of the array.

After that, the pressure of the three King Wu fell on the purple dream Yan.

As the leader of Ziji sect, she owns Ziji Ling, which is the key and control object of Ziji protection array. With the help of the whole array, she was able to deal with the three kings of Wu.

However, Qingdi is the most powerful one in the region, and his strength is stronger than zimengyan. In addition, with the help of the strongest spirit array division and the strongest spirit Rune master in the region, the spirit array and spirit Rune can be used in actual combat. With this combination, today's purple dream Yan has reached the limit.

The spirit of Ziyuan Binghuang is pierced by the spirit of Qingming sword of the Qing emperor, and the second God is trapped in it by the spirit array composed of hundreds of talismans.

Purple dream Yan teeth clenched, pale, a pair of beautiful eyes revealed a powerless look.

The ferocity of the Qing emperor, the cruelty of the war, and the tragedy of zijizong, all of which can be seen.

What has happened now, although it has been predicted, is still difficult to accept.

"Purple dream Yan, what are you still hesitating about? Every extra breath, there will be countless innocent people killed in zijizong. They didn't have to die, but it's all because of your own personal interests. "

"The peace of zijizong is the result of your master's death. As a patriarch, you should learn to cherish it. But you didn't do it. You're out of line. If you do something extraordinary, you have to pay a heavy price! "

"Of course, you can choose to escape. After all, as Gu Yuntian's woman, you will certainly have some means to escape. But if you go away, all the people of zijizong will die for you! "

"Only your death can save all this!"

Qingdi's words, like a sharp blade, attempt to pierce the heart of purple dream Yan.

The most vicious thing is to kill people.

"As long as I make my own decisions, you will let go of all the people of zijizong, right?"

Purple dream Yan pondered for a moment, slowly raised his head, there is a trace of struggle in the eyes.

"That's nature. I'm the king of a country. I can say what I say, and I will do it."

The corner of the Qing emperor's mouth rose, and a sneer arose.

"Well You tell them to stop! "

Purple dream Yan Road.

"Purple dream Yan, what qualifications do you have to talk to me about conditions?"

The emperor said coldly.

His eyes glanced at the vanguard beside him. They looked at each other, and he nodded in secret. Then he carefully took out a short sword with strange appearance from the bag of heaven and earth.

This short sword is less than two feet long. The two ends of the blade are not straight, but sharp serrations. The whole body is dark, and there are complex patterns on it. Each of the lines is shining with dark blue light, like the shape of a dragon and a snake.

At first glance, this is not a weapon, more like a ferocious snake.

Seeing this sword, the Qing emperor sneered, his big sleeve swung, and his powerful spiritual power rolled the short sword and inserted it obliquely in front of purple dream Yan.

"With this sword, thank you."

Qingdi road.

At the moment, purple dream Yan serious injury, completely lost the ability to resist.

Obedience to the emperor is the only thing she can do.

"Tianyi, don't blame your mother. If I do this, maybe I can reserve some of the fighting power of zijizong for you. This is also The only thing my mother can do now. "

Purple dream Yan heart is desolate, slowly holding that a ferocious broken sword.

The handle is cold to the touch.

Even if she has the strong ice attribute of Ziyuan Binghuang, she can't bear the cold breath when she holds the sword.

There must be something wrong with this sword.It's just that she's no longer able to resist.

"Qingdi, I hope you Keep your word, otherwise, I will not let you off as a ghost! "

Purple dream Yan's eyes, full of firm look.

But at this time, sudden changes occurred.

A gray sword spirit, as if from nowhere, opened the short sword in purple dream Yan's hand.

Then, the sword momentum around, a figure in black stepped into the sky, the whole person like a straight sword, appeared in front of purple dream Yan.

He has a handsome face and elegant long hair. Behind him is a powerful spirit of grey sword. Although it is not good-looking, it exudes terrible sword momentum.

Compared with the soul of Qingming sword, although it is the same as the soul of Qingming sword, its level must be above that of Qingming sword.

It's no one else. It's the disciple of Qingfeng Heavenly Master, Li Qijian!

However, his cultivation and combat power have far exceeded that of Qingfeng.

As soon as Li Qijian appeared, he knelt down in front of purple dream Yan, frowned and said, "the patriarch is the pillar of the clan. Never have the idea of suicide. Even if the mountain falls and the disciples are killed and injured, as long as the patriarch is still there, zijizong will not perish! "

"Li Qijian, why are you here? Didn't I ask Heavenly Master Qingfeng to take you away from zongmen and go to Xingyun sect?"

Purple dream Yan saw him, Daimei micro Cu, quite displeased way.

"The clan was surrounded and the school was killed. How could I, Li Qijian, leave. Master, I'm not talented. Today, I'd like to protect you with one sword

Li Qijian gets up and turns to the Qing emperor and others. The spirit of the grey sword rises to the sky and becomes an ordinary sword size, falling into the hands of Li Qijian.

When a sword is waved, a familiar sword meaning is condensed from the spirit of grey sword.

It is the killing intention of heaven!

Seeing this, the Qing emperor was shocked. His face was shocked.

"This sword technique How can you control it

The emperor was shocked.

Li Qijian not only learned, but also mastered the essence of this sword. His understanding of this sword is far above the Qing emperor.

"Hum, what's the secret of chopping the divine sword? This is one of the six divine sword created by my ancestors."

"I am the descendant of sword demon, Li Qijian!"

The cold voice is not falling, the sword Qi is surging, and the sword shape!

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