Chapter 557

In Chunyang sect, there were four murders.

Judging from the strength of both sides, it is doomed to be a cruel crush.

The whole Chunyang peak is covered with a thin layer of blood mist. You can smell the smell of blood in the air at a distance of 100 li.

A few hours of time, up and down the door, has reached the limit.

Blood, despair, fear, cold death, filled the whole Chunyang sect.

"Little Lord The young master has not arrived yet. Is Chunyang sect finished? "

"Lu Zu gave up our unworthy descendants..."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"Chunyang sect, which has been handed down for thousands of years, will die today."

Up and down the door, sorrow is everywhere.

Tens of thousands of Wuzong were elite. They were killed more than seven times in the battle, and the rest were injured.

In this devastating war, death is not difficult, the survivors are the most desperate.

Looking at the side of the relatives, friends, one by one fell down, side no longer rely on.

The cruelty of the aggressor, the cruelty of the war, the strong smell of blood lingering around us, and the cold of being seriously injured and dying.

All this makes people despair.

Beside Chunyang sword palace, the four great kings of Chunyang sect have reached the limit.

When the light column burst out of Chunyang sword palace was dim, the Tuling general in the central area held a dim mixed iron stick and smashed it on the pure Yang flaming mirror.

Boom!

The seven treasures are fried.

For a moment, the fire rolled and the hot vigorous wind swept around.

Chunyang immortal and his three ancestors seemed to have been drained of all their strength. Their legs were soft and collapsed on the ground.

Taking advantage of the potential to break out the strength beyond their own limits, for the four people, the body has been overloaded.

When the array broke, the four were exhausted.

After the central Earth Spirit will fall from the sky, the iron mixing stick smashed on Chunyang immortal's arm.

Pooh!

The mixed iron stick is enough to shatter Chunyang's fierce burning mirror, which directly smashes the arm of Chunyang immortal into the blood and flesh. When the spirit power is shocked, the vigorous wind sweeps like a knife, and the flesh and blood are flying.

Intense pain, let pure Yang person all over convulsion, cold sweat DC. He clenched his teeth and did not utter a scream.

"Today is a special day. Chunyang sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, will die today. As a person who creates history, Ben will surely be famous in history and will be famous for thousands of years

The local spirit of the central government chuckled.

"Bah, a group of aggressors, you will remain infamous forever!"

Chunyang immortal gritted his teeth and cried angrily.

Even if the situation is over and he is seriously injured, his eyes are still firm.

"Old man, he's still hard at the end of his life. Open your eyes and have a look. Chunyang sect is over."

"It's not good to lie down like a dog. You have to learn to stand up. For the sake of the so-called dignity and freedom, the mountains and rivers were broken and the disciples were killed and injured. What's the use of dignity when you've lost your life? "

The southern red fire spirit throws a sword warrior ancestor, who is seriously injured and dying, to Chunyang immortal. His arms crossed and his face disdained.

The situation of the founder of array source and the ancestor of Lieyang is no better than that of the ancestor of Jianwu. They are also dragged by people like dead dogs.

Among the four great kings of Chunyang sect, there are only Chunyang real people who still have a trace of consciousness.

His eyes swept over the mountains and rivers inherited by chunyangzong era. In his turbid and tired eyes, blood and tears interweave and flow out.

"I've done enough for my humble life. At the time of death, it would be a good death to walk on the road of resistance and to die at the last moment. "

"Although the mountains and rivers are broken and the disciples are dead, the Chunyang sect will not perish as long as there is a little master. And you, the animals who are devoid of goodness and humanity, will pay a heavy price for the blood and evil on your hands

"There is still a breath left, and there is more fighting. Protect the clan and kill the thief. It's a strong Chunyang!"

Chunyang immortal word by word, determined.

In his eyes, is unyielding fighting spirit.

This is the heritage of Chunyang sect.

Since the rise of Lu Zu and the founding of emperor Jianzong, Chunyang sect has been a proud leader and disciple. It is only an expedient measure to protect the clan.

How can those who can bend and stretch not be true heroes?

"The older you are, the more confused you are. Since we are so stubborn, we should use the heads of your four old thieves as stepping stones for our hegemony. "

The West dazzles the golden spirit one face disgust way.

He and the central earth spirit around him will look at each other. They exchange their eyes and nod their heads.

In an instant, there is a murderous spirit.

The soul of the golden sword is hanging upside down in the air. Its vigorous spirit is like a blade. Before he really started, he left many scars on the four great kings of Chunyang sect."Remember, the person who ended Chunyang sect is the hall of five spirits, the Western shining gold spirit general!"

"The fourth magic power, ten thousand swords belong to the clan!"

Boom!

The spirit of the sword is interwoven with the spiritual power, forming a virtual shadow of the golden sword one after another.

For a moment, the shadow of the sword was in disorder, and the shape of the sword was everywhere.

"Die!"

The West dazzles the gold spirit to look ferocious, the big hand suddenly swings down.

The shadow of the sword, accompanied by the main body of the golden sword, fell towards the four King Wu.

Four people, have no resistance.

But at this time, the cold wind rose everywhere, ghosts and shadows were in chaos, and a sense of startling Heaven Sword appeared out of thin air. Compared with the sword power of the Western dazzling golden general, it is like stars are brighter than the moon, and fireflies are more than the sun.

"The third magic power, the realm of ghost and sword!"

With a tender drink, more than a dozen ghost emperor cold sky swords, several tens of feet in size, fell from the sky and turned into a sword shield to protect the four great martial kings of Chunyang sect.

Under the realm of ghost and God sword, it is like the arrival of Shura hell, the wind of Yin bursts, and the evil spirits run rampant.

Boom! Boom!

All swords are blocked by the ghost sword domain.

At the same time, the shadow of a small ghost fell into the sky.

Behind her, the green emperor came with the Xingyun sword.

There was a flash of panic in his eyes.

"Oh, the emperor is so beautiful that he can't even deal with a little girl with a sharp weapon in his hand. It's really funny."

Ling Huang sneered.

"Don't talk nonsense. Kill Chunyang sect first!"

The emperor said bluntly.

"All right, let's break the sword array together!"

After the central Earth Spirit general road.

His words have a lot of weight.

At a command, the four spirit generals, Linghuang and Qingdi, at the same time, spread out their martial spirits and burst out powerful spiritual power.

Each of the six great powers shows his or her magic power.

Under the strong attack, the area of ghost sword was shattered.

The dark ghost and the cold sword Gang scattered, and a pure white cold light appeared in front of the public.

Under the cold light, the ancient Qingming controls the frozen heart and supports it painstakingly.

"Thank you for your help. However, chunyangzong is doomed to die today. How can you turn the tide back with the power of one person? Get out of the encirclement and join with the little Lord. One day, we will take revenge for us and rebuild Chunyang sect! "

"I will be a cow and a horse in the next life to repay great kindness."

Chunyang immortal tired way.

"Chunyangzong, can't be destroyed, reinforcements have arrived!"

Gu Qingming said softly.

Roar!

All of a sudden, from far away came a roar of a beast, a thunderous cry of killing, from far to near.

Above the sky, five starlit warships are presented in people's eyes. In front of the five warships in the nebula, there are three extraordinary figures. Among the thousands of troops, it is also very conspicuous.

One carries colorful iron and steel wings, and the other treads on chaotic green lotus.

There is also a man in white robe who is full of evil spirit, following them.

The whole Chunyang sect was in a boiling state.

"Little Lord The little Lord is coming

"Heaven does not die, my Chunyang sect, the younger Lord comes, just like Lu Zu's reincarnation. If Chunyang sect survives in a disaster, it will be blessed later! "

"Brothers, it's time to fight back. Cut the green emperor and kill the five spirit generals

"Kill!"

The shouts rocked the sky, and the momentum was like a rainbow. Tens of thousands of elite troops came to join forces with Chunyang sect.

At the moment, everyone is boiling.

Under the protection of the frozen heart, ancient Qingming's blood surged up, looking at the Chunyang real man who had already filled his eyes with tears, and cried out:

"the pure sun will never die out, forever green!"

"Gentlemen, listen to the Dragon chant!"

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