Chapter 187

The hall of Kunlun Jianzong is dead.

Countless road startled eyes, face absent-minded, open mouth, forced to swallow saliva, simply can't believe what happened in front of this scene, all stupidly looking at the white clothes standing in the middle.

Suddenly.

A great terror, such as all pervasive fierce wind, along their four limbs, into every corner of the body.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

This moment.

The whole picture is frozen.

No one dares to speak.

Everyone felt numb on their scalp and trembled all over. Their feet were as if they were bound with ten thousand jin stones, and they could not move.

"Grunt!"

With countless cold sound absorption, all the people of Kunlun sword sect are full of panic.

They're in their shrinking pupils.

As before, I only saw the plain white clothes, with both hands on my back, and without any startling power on my body, but it seemed that I felt a great fear of prehistory about half a foot away from Chu Lingxiao.

Right now.

It was so quiet that we could even hear each of them, their heart beating violently, as if they were playing the bugle before death.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!!!

Quiet as a cicada!

If hears the super terror!

Chen Xiaojian, Chen Wuya, Chen Guifeng, Yan Rufei, Lu Linping, and all the disciples of Kunlun sword sect watched Chu Lingxiao slowly turn around.

Suddenly feel cool limbs.

His eyes are staring bigger and bigger, his breath is more and more heavy, and his back is in a cold sweat.

"My God, run

I don't know who can't help it, full of panic called a, suddenly all of us hit a shiver.

Instant.

The whole hall is in a mess. All Kunlun sword sect disciples have the extraordinary attitude of not looking at ordinary people on the ground. Their faces are pale.

Like a frightened headless fly, he ran for his life everywhere, and the entrance and exit of the hall were filled with people.

"Stop."

However, a light word came from the mouth of the white clothes. Suddenly, everyone's legs softened. Looking at the door that only one step away could escape, they all shrank back after hearing those two words.

Chu Lingxiao, with his eyes as calm as water on his back between his hands, passed each one lightly, making all the Kunlun sword sect disciples, such as Chenxiao sword, tremble fiercely, and his eyes filled with silence.

"Now who is more qualified to be in charge of Kunlun snow mountain?"

An understatement.

Echo in the ear.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

One by one, the hall collapsed on the ground in fright. The sound of touching the ground suddenly sounded. It was deafening and frightening. After a while, there was only Chenxiao sword left. Yan Rufei and other five disciples stayed in the same place with trembling lips and cold body.

Their invincible master!

Three elders!

By

Dust roaring sword, Yan Rufei and others, brain a blank. At this moment, their legs trembled, and their hair almost stood up

Four ancient immortals!

Together!

Unexpectedly has not met Chu Lingxiao, the body then turns to smash!

"Master Do you know how you died? "

Don't say it's them.

It is the presence of the rest of the real immortal palm sect. They must not know what happened just in the blink of an eye!

"Before You are right. You are the only one who is qualified to be in charge of Kunlun snow mountain. We are all a group of fake immortals, and great people are the supreme real immortals in charge of the sky. Teacher No, Pei Tianzhao, the four ants who don't know the superiority of heaven and earth, offend the elder and deserve to die! "

Chenxiao sword's head explodes and his pupils tremble. When he is the first one to return to his senses, his legs don't hesitate and he kneels down to beg for mercy, the Kunlun sword master's eldest disciple keeps banging his head and flattering. In order to survive, all the masters are floating clouds.

"Senior Xianwei, no one can beat him. Previously, we had eyes and didn't know Mount Tai. We were ignorant. I Don't let these frogs go to the bottom of the well to compete with us. "

The dust roars sword to frighten of talk.

They're all incoherent.

Not at all.

A real immortal in this world has the ability to kill four ancient monks!

He even doubted it.

When the ancient heaven was broken.

Is it true that some celestial immortal has survived!

Chu Lingxiao may be one of them!

"Yes, yes, yes, Pei Tianzhao, they are worthy of death. They are not worthy of sympathy!"

Yan Rufei reaction, flustered, inarticulate, kneeling on the ground shivering, raised his head.That moving pretty face, pitifully looking at Chu Lingxiao, seems to want to seduce with beauty.

"Before Master, please spare my life. I'm willing to serve you all my life... "

The rest of them knelt on their knees.

These ancient friars.

A moment ago, he was still in a high posture. He regarded all mortals in the world as livestock and looked down. He even asked Pei Tianzhao and other four real immortals to go and take them from Chu Lingxiao.

I saw four people in charge of Pei Tianzhao.

After being killed instantly.

Suddenly changed like a dog to please the master, kneeling in front of Chu Lingxiao heel, trembling sound flattering.

"I can spare your lives."

Light words, just said.

Her face was wiped with sweat, and she was not happy.

"In the hall of the Zhao people, you are wrong. This is neither a reversal of time and space, nor what your ancient fairyland ancestor can do!"

But the next light words, fell in the dust roaring sword ear moment.

It's like hearing the most incredible words in history.

Just recovered pupil.

Shrink again.

When everyone breathed, their heart beat faster, and the whole hall was dead.

"Spare your life, send you back to the original world, and finally live to now, it's up to you!"

"And Chu Lingxiao is the only one in the world. Who can disorganize time and space for 5000 years and only let you revive?"

The voice just dropped.

There was a twist in the surrounding space, and we could see the scenes of various times. At this moment, the dust roaring sword, Yan Rufei, all of us suddenly stare.

See a more incredible scene.

An old man in a white robe.

It seems that he has experienced an unprecedented war. He is covered with blood and looks desolate. Standing on Mount Tai, his wounded body turns into a stone statue.

"I, the sword immortal of zhouyu, founded Kunlun sword sect today!"

"I hope that future disciples will uphold our will and will not forget to protect this land after our resurrection. It's not in vain for you to give us a chance to live again!"

The next moment.

In the dust roaring sword, Yan Rufei and other people's desperate panic eyes, the space solidified. As if all of them had never lived in this era in the future.

Kunlun sword hall.

It's nothing.

On the top of the vast Kunlun snow mountain, a piece of white snow fell on the shoulder, leaving only the white clothes. Standing on the cold snow, he sighed:

"I gave you a chance to revive, but you didn't cherish it."

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