nine coffins

Chapter 865 Thousands of kills, one red cloud

In the mountains of Beihan, the blood radiated into the sky, and the shouts and killings continued.

After the battle between Brahma and Heishui, the Northern Cold Sect was at the height of the sky above the deserted sea, comparable to the Seven Great Immortal Sects back then.However, the Taihuang power returned from Shura is still too strong.

Those armored black clothes are like demons and ghosts, and their cultivation base is extremely high.Beihan's disciples suffered innumerable casualties.

Moreover, those armored black clothes did not go all out.There is another one listed in Void, and there is even a Shura Demon Burial Sect, which is completely on the sidelines.

Back then, he left the Shura world.Murong Huang and Xiao Luo divided Shura's power into two and led each of them.One came to Haihuang, and the other went to Tianzhou.

At this time, the purpose of attacking Bei Zongzong was to lure Amu to come, and then drag him out as much as possible.

Therefore, what is done is only part of the power of Taihuang.Lu Cun Xingjun, constantly wandering.He didn't dare to confront the blood soul guard head-on.

Dongfang Muxiu, who led the Dongfang family, also hid in the dark and did not participate in the battle.

Even so, the Northern Cold Sect is also stretched and suffering.

Han Qianli killed Su Xin and naturally joined the battle group.Although he is a monk of Fengjie, Han Qianli has a jade pendant on his body.

Wherever he passed, those armored black clothes avoided one after another.Because, as long as Han Qianli was swept by the green glow on his body, those armors would instantly dissipate.

And without the armor, those who died in Taihuang would not be able to show their bodies at all, and would turn into black mist in an instant.

Dongfang Muxiu frowned.This kind of consumption is not what they want to see.

"Uncle Jiu, go and block Han Qianli!" Dongfang Muxiu paused, "But don't kill him yet!"

"Okay!" Behind Dongfang Muxiu, a figure flew out, heading straight for Han Qianli.That is a great perfection of yin and yang calamity, which is enough to check and balance Han Qianli.

And at this moment, hundreds of sword glows flew from the north of the cold plain.Those are all senior monks.

"Northern Fairy Sea!" Dongfang Muxiu sneered.Because, this power was within his expectation.

Amu, after leaving the water, the Arctic Fairy Sea and the Northern Cold Sect are like a family.

Between each other, there are domain gate passages.Beihanzong, if something happened here, Beiji Xianhai knew immediately.The relative distance is relatively short, so naturally they arrived first.

Moreover, this time, the Arctic Fairy Sea almost poured out.The suzerain Fengchi personally led the team.Many retreat ancestors also switch to play.

Because, on the Qingyuan, Yun and Miao have almost been washed by blood.They naturally understood what the attack on the Northern Cold Sect meant.

If you don't do your best, the Yunmiao family will be a lesson from the past.

"Block them! Kill!"

Dongfang Muxiu gave an order.The shadows behind him dispersed in an instant, and they turned out to be hundreds of monks.

call--

The magic weapon and sword light spread all over the world.The Eastern family and the Arctic Xianhai are fighting together.

The scale of the battle tonight may not be as large as that of Brahma's battle that day.Because, there are no tens of thousands of monster races here, nor 300 million ordinary soldiers.However, in terms of level, it is far better than it was back then.

Awns of various colors, many magic weapons.

On both sides, monks continued to fall.However, no matter what, this seems to be a losing battle for Beihanzong and Beiji Xianhai.

Because Taihuang and the Dongfang family don't care about life and death at all.Life and death are actually meaningless to them.

Dongfang Muxiu, standing in the void, still did not participate in the battle.Behind him, there was the last shadow, which almost merged with the safety of the night.

If you don't pay attention, you will think that Dongfang Muxiu is standing alone in the void.

Dongfang Muxiu's eyes flickered with black light.He is observing the battle situation.No one knew what was going on in his mind at that moment.Everything is reflected in his eyes.

However, he seemed to be used to this bloody massacre.The entire Dongfang family is the servant of Mingzun, and they do what the master wants to do.

"Brother, when will we do it!" A cold question came from the shadow behind Dongfang Muxiu.

"Wait a little longer, the real master has not yet appeared! The descendant of the sea has not arrived yet." Dongfang Muxiu said.

At this time, a red cloud suddenly lit up in the east of the Northern Cold Sect.The red cloud, even in the blood light, is extremely eye-catching.

It was a horse, a red horse.

The horse raised its hooves and neighed, its mane fluttered, majestic and majestic, leaping like a dragon.The spirit of the king is extremely arrogant.

What is particularly strange is that there is a blood-red one-horn about one foot long in the middle of the red horse's forehead, emitting a red glow that soars to the sky.

On top of the red horse was a woman in purple, her dress was rolled up and she was full of murderous aura.

Battle Soul Horse, Han Bingyi!
"Bingyi!" Han Qianli was completely suppressed by the wind robbers of the Dongfang family.If it wasn't for the fact that the other party didn't kill him, Han Qianli would have died long ago.

The woman in purple was naturally Han Bingyi.

30 years ago, she left the holy mountain and traveled to the deserted seas in order to break through the epiphany.It is impossible for her to be ignorant of the chaos in Haihuangqingyuan, so, a few days ago, she had already lived in seclusion not far from Beihanzong to prepare for any eventuality.

Starting today, she naturally arrived earlier.

The horse king of war spirit raised his hoof and neighed.As if entering an uninhabited land, the red glow from the blood-colored horn on top of its head has the same effect as the Canghai jade pendant Han Qianli wears.

Armored and black clothes, one after another avoided, otherwise the change would turn into black mist.

Han Bingyi, galloped his horse straight to the monk from the Eastern family.The monks of the Dongfang family were ordered not to kill Han Qianli.However, how could Han Bingyi show mercy?
puff--

Han Bingyi was holding a long spear in his hand, and with one blow, he picked up the oriental monk.A puff of black smoke wiped out the soul.

"Sect Master!" Han Bingyi looked at Han Qianli.

Han Qianli nodded in relief.At this time, the two of them had no chance to say anything more.And each, join the battle group.

"Xuanxian [-]st level!" Dongfang Muxiu slightly raised his eyebrows.Because, as far as he knew, there were no monks of this level in the Northern Cold Sect.

Neither does the Arctic Fairy Sea.

Even, looking at the entire sea desert world, except for those very special existences.Xuanxian, almost none.

Dongfang Muxiu didn't even know who Han Bingyi was.He didn't know Han Bingyi.Han Bingyi was sent to the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms in her early years.Above the deserted sea, its name is not obvious.

As for Han Bingyi, when he left the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms, his heart really calmed down.Within three years, the bottleneck was broken.Today, it is Xuanxian's great consummation.

The horse king of war spirit can restrain the black armor.In the Taihuang Sect, except for Lucun Xingjun, naturally no one can fight.

At this time, one of the monks of the Demon Burial Sect who was standing in the void flew down directly.

At the third level of Xuanxian, it is natural to fight against Han Bingyi.That monk is not a soul body, but a Shura.

call--

The demon burial cultivator pinched the seal formula with his hand.A bell-shaped magic weapon rose against the wind and fell suddenly.

This is definitely the mistake of the demon burial cultivator.

You are an Asura cultivator, even though you are a Xuanxian.However, what magic weapon is there to compete with the monk Haihuang.

Sure enough, that magic weapon that was not common in the eyes of Shura people, in Han Bingyi's eyes, it was just a piece of scrap iron.Han Bingyi didn't hesitate at all.

With the spear in his hand, he raised it.

Boom——

The gun in Han Bingyi's hand is something out of the ocean.How does the magic weapon of the monks of the Demon Burial Sect compare?
Suddenly, the streamer scattered.That bell-shaped magic weapon directly turned into endless fragments.

The monk was taken aback, but his cultivation base was two levels high and cold.It shouldn't be difficult to cut off Han Bingyi naturally.

Xuanxian triple gravity, spread out.The magic burial cultivator, with a tactic, turned into white light and hit Han Bingyi directly.

However, something that surprised the monk happened.

Han Bingyi's horse is extremely fast.What's more, monk Mobu doesn't know what kind of formula Han Bingyi relied on to directly break his third-level immortal technique of Xuanxian.

He only saw that Han Bingyi formed a strange formula.

Then, I felt a chill in my heart.His fairy heart was completely broken.I didn't even see clearly, Han Bingyi's movements.I also don't understand how he could be destroyed by a Xuanxian first level.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that the woman in purple in front of him belonged to Cang Hai.For the Canghai lineage, leapfrogging in combat power is nothing more than a normal thing.

There are many mysterious immortals in the Demon Burial Sect.

Then the next two people were both at the fourth level of Xuanxian.However, they were all shot to death by Han Bingyi, relying on super powerful techniques and magic weapons.

Dongfang Muxiu frowned.He didn't expect that the purple-clothed woman who suddenly appeared was so powerful.

In a flash, Dongfang Muxiu had already arrived in front of Han Bingyi.At the same time, Dongfang Muxiu showed the black halberd in his hand.

"Xuan Xian Yi is perfect, with outstanding combat power! Who are you?" Dongfang Muxiu looked at Han Bingyi and asked.

"Hmph!" Han Bingyi looked at Dongfang Muxiu coldly, "The Dongfang family, Dongfang Muxiu. The Dongfang family, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, has colluded with Taihuang and caused chaos in the sea. Now, it is really true that they want to destroy me, Beihan." An idiot talking about a dream."

"My name is Han Bingyi! Today, I want to kill you too!"

Han Bingyi didn't say any more, the spear in his hand pierced Dongfang Muxiu like a thunderbolt.

(End of this chapter)