Cultivation Starts From the Journey Through Three Years

These days, Zhang Qingyuan has stayed in the Feixian League for a few years, and overall the atmosphere in the league is quite good.

The high-level Wanhua realm cultivator may occasionally conflict, but basically they get along harmoniously.

The monks at the bottom also take care of each other and help each other. The disciples with poor strength ask the more powerful brothers about their cultivation, and they are often answered.

Although everyone has different personalities, it is impossible to get along perfectly without any conflict, but on the whole, they get along in relative harmony.

In the few years I stayed in the Feixian League, I felt pretty good, and I had the feeling of staying in the Yunshui Sect before.

But at this moment,

With the invasion of the imperial army,

The ferocity displayed by all the Feixian League cultivators was completely beyond his expectations.

The determination and means to die together with the other party, the determination to see death as if at home, and the unforgettable hatred in his eyes almost completely refreshed Zhang Qingyuan's impression of the Feixian League, and it was also for the reason that he had calmed down for a long time. shock!

"It's no wonder that the Great Zhou Dynasty defined the Feixian League as a Demon Sect. Such an endless play should really be counted in the category of Demon Sect..."

Zhang Qingyuan's clone was a little stunned, and such a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Let the main body come over first and end all this..."

The clone murmured,

a thought,

It is already in contact with the main body and mind, and everything that he has seen, thought and thought has been passed on.

actually,

Passing the senses without a clone.

At this time, Zhang Qingyuan, who was standing on the top of a certain mountain at the gate of Feixian League, looked into the distance, and almost saw everything on the battlefield.

At this time he,

fell into an unspeakable silence.

.....

Boom! ! !

In the center of the battlefield, a dazzling light like the sun exploded, and a large area of ​​the surrounding void collapsed, revealing the chaos that could not be seen!

A long spear turned into a blood-colored lightning beam, penetrating the void,

boom!

The blood exploded, and Xiaoyao Laodao, who was already languid in breath, was stabbed firmly with a gun, and his chest exploded, and blood shot out.

at the same time,

That blood-colored spear was like a greedy poisonous snake, quickly swallowing his power!

"roll!"

Xiaoyao Laodao roared furiously, a dazzling ray of light erupted all over his body, and a punch rolled up a torrent of energy in the sky.

Just after this blow,

His breath quickly wilted again!

Boom!

The vacuum in the sky was smashed into a big hole, and a figure rushed out of it. Hong Tiantong's palm volleyed into the sky, and the blood-colored big hand instantly covered the sky and pressed down towards Xiaoyao Laodao!

This palm overwhelmed the sky,

Even the palms fell, affecting a lot of the imperial army, as well as the Feixianmeng monks who were fighting with them.

Of course,

The former is undoubtedly more numerous!

But obviously,

Hong Tiantong didn't care about it at all!

"Hong Tiantong!"

Xiaoyao Laodao roared angrily, his eyes cracking.

It's just that at the critical moment, it's no longer possible to care about that much. The mana swept through the void and turned into a hurricane, covering the blood-colored hands that were covering the sky at this time. go!

At the same time,

The big hand that covered the sky fell instantly, and the faces of the court soldiers who were covered by the shroud showed extreme panic, and they all fled around!

but it's too late,

Boom boom boom! ! !

The vast empty earth was squeezed and collapsed in an instant,

The military monks who were affected were squeezed into minced flesh and vanished into ashes!

Even in the course of the battle, the two sides have deliberately stayed away from the two people in the battle, but the problem is that the battle between the top-level monks of the heaven-level Wanhua~www.readwn.com~ The battlefield will not be fixed in a certain range. within.

This caused Hong Tiantong's loneliness to strike without the slightest pity, and instantly wiped out the soldiers of the army who still owed the court!

earth-shattering bang,

the earth shakes,

The shock of terror swept in all directions,

at this time,

Outside the ten thousand zhang void, Xiaoyao Laodao's mana wrapped around the monks of the Feixian League broke out of the sky, escaping the range shrouded by that palm.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spit out from Xiaoyao Laodao's mouth.

Dark red like blood, shining like gilded lava, every drop has the terrifying weight of a mountain!

"Vice Alliance Leader!"

"Senior Xiaoyao!"

The Feixianmeng cultivators who were taken away had just reacted from the changes that changed the world. They were shocked and rushed forward.

"You go!"

Xiaoyao Laodao's pale face was full of solemnity, and without waiting for the surrounding Feixianmeng monks to say anything, a force sent them beyond the ten thousand zhang space!

At the same time,

boom!

The space was penetrated, and Hong Tiantong's figure was surrounded by a terrifying blood-colored look, and he walked out of it with a sneer and disdain on his face.

"Do you know the reason why you have never taken advantage of you after so many years of fighting? Indecision, with a woman's benevolence as ridiculous as a mortal, is your greatest weakness!"

Between the words, Hong Tiantong's movements did not stop at all, and the blood-colored spear in his hand did not hesitate at all, bursting out with a terrifying blood-colored divine light, slamming through the virtual sky, and bombarded the past in the direction of Xiaoyao Laodao!

The spear is like a **** meteor, shattering the world!

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