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An invisible breeze passed by.
Zeng Qing opened his mouth involuntarily and spat out a large mouthful of blood. The color of the red line between his eyebrows became dim, and his whole body slumped. The seven orifices of the dantian, the spiritual qi and spiritual consciousness, were empty in an instant, from the heavenly favored son of the younger generation of the Imperial Beast Sect, fell into a cripple who was inferior to the mortals.
"Take him down."
Several law enforcement disciples came over tremblingly, grabbed his arm, and dragged him towards the dungeon.
The broken knee dragged across the rough gravel road, leaving a long trail of blood. Along the way, wherever they passed, the disciples stood blankly, silent.
Zeng Qing wanted to laugh, wanted to laugh out loud.
I want to cry again.
...Master.
You should really take a look... Look at the Beast Master Sect like this! See the real faces of everyone in that great hall!
Muffled thunder.
"Who?!" The voice in the main hall of the main peak sounded again. Compared with the previous scolding Zeng Qingshi, it suddenly became a little more angry.
As soon as the voice fell, from the elders to the most ordinary disciples of the Imperial Beast Sect, they all felt a sharp breath coming from far and near. Zeng Qing, who was dragged by the half-frame, suddenly raised his head... This sword qi...
next moment,
The mountain wind shook.
A blood-colored Changhong descended from the sky and fell vertically towards the Sect Master of the Imperial Beast Sect.
At the moment when the sword light appeared, several figures appeared in the main hall of the main sect. They were both shocked and angry. The dazzling brilliance collided and exploded in the sky, and the blood-red rays of light and various colors of rays drowned into one. All the disciples lost their vision instantly, tears kept flowing, and only the sound of swords could be heard in their ears.
Like anger, like sadness.
Like an old man who has gone through all the frost in his life, screaming mournfully.
The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall couldn't help but let go of their hands and blocked their ears in unison, otherwise they would be shocked by the shrill sword cry. Only Zeng Qing, who was released, knelt in the dust and burst into tears.
He couldn't see it, but he felt it.
"...Master."
The sword light dissipated, and everyone's sight finally recovered a little, and they all hurriedly looked in the direction of the main hall of the main sect. But seeing the Sect Master and several elders separated in mid-air, and the gray-white majestic Xieshan Temple Ridge in the slowly scattered colorful light, was relieved.
However, before he had time to exhale, he heard a thin, slight thumping sound.
The sound is like cracking.
The next moment, everyone's eyes froze.
In the sunlight, the main hall of the main peak suddenly collapsed into a piece of dust. With the formation of the formation, the main peak, which was able to maintain the spring in Xizhou, became extremely obsolete in the blink of an eye. The dust gradually dissipated.
A sword was inserted into the ruins of the main hall.
"That's...that's..."
"Wuyuan Sword!"
far northwest corner.
Pale ice shells float on the ancient blue sea. The strong wind whistled between the glaciers, and the dense bone spears were nailed to a smooth ice wall hundreds of feet high. The dark red stains that were indistinguishable from the bones and flesh were not frozen for some reason. Eventually a long straight line is left on the side of the iceberg.
Like a sword.
ββThat was the last sword of the Western Continent Sword Saint Gu Qingshui, who practiced Taoism for thousands of years.
A sword is old and heavy.
β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦
The fierce wind from the northwest corner swept the fire of Hecheng.
In the firelight, the shadows of the crowd gathered in front of the barrier were drawn very long. Long shadows cast over the ruins, over the streets. At this moment, the faces of ordinary carpenters, weaver girls, merchants, and bear bearers suddenly became unfamiliar. They stared blankly at the corpses of the old crane and the dumb boy outside the barrier, and the silence was unnerving.
"What are you doing?!"
in silence,
The Elder of the Royal Beast Sect suddenly shouted in anger.
"Liu Tongwan! Jiang Kongyang! Ye Yinzhu! You...are you trying to break the rules of the sect?!" The beard was trembling with anger.
Lu Xiaoxiao followed the angry gaze of the Beast Master Sect elder, only to see a few monks wearing the Beast Master Sect uniform with their heads lowered and their arms cut open with knives. The blood dripped down, and they drew a strange pattern on the ground with their arms down amid the angry rebukes of the Beast Master Sect elders.
β¦β¦Do not.
Not streaks.
is a contract.
Blood pact!
"They are...this is..." The younger brother's voice trembled a little, as if he couldn't believe what he saw, and it seemed that this was what they wanted to see most when they came to this place, and they were born and died. Che?"
In the black mist outside the barrier, the strange bird suddenly stopped laughing. It spread its wings and flew to a higher place, and suddenly found that things were vaguely beyond the expected plan. Shanhaige, Taiyizong and Yu Beastszong, one Loujiang is enough to get in the way, and the two Taiyizong disciples may lead to something else!
Dark red blood light flashed in the eye hole.
The strange bird was suspicious.
Fortunately, in the next moment, its unease was eased a little.
"Stop me all!"
The elders of the Imperial Beast Sect did not care about chasing the enemies outside the barrier again, so he wanted to forcefully plan on those few disciples who acted recklessly.
"Elder, please stop."
Lou Jiang's body flickered, and Qing Feng swayed.
clang
The elder of the Beast Master Sect turned into a golden palm and collided with Qing Feng.
Lou Jiang staggered back a few steps, and his already pale complexion became even paler.