Rebirth Dominator

The long sword was pulled out of Huan Ming's chest, and the Qingyun Taoist seemed to have stepped back a few steps, leaning on the Baishi railing, because of excessive force.

The black hair that had been pierced by hairpins was scattered around the shoulders, scattered on the shoulders, coupled with the blood on the Qingyun Taoist human robe, and the greasy face.

As the long sword was drawn out, the blood splashed the ground, dyeing the sacred altar of sacrifice to red, and the blood flowed along the gully between the stone slabs, spreading along the corpse, like a big red flower.

As Huan Ming died, the Qingyun Taoist took a mouthful of breath, and the golden symbol bred in Huan Ming's body turned into a set of golden clouds, which was swallowed by the Qingyun Taoist.

Suddenly, I saw that the magical power of Qingyun Taoist people was a little stronger, and even the Taoist Golden Mangoes exuded from his body.

Within his soul, an illusory golden symbol is gradually being formed.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

Qingyun Taoist dragged his long sword, and blood flowed down along the sword front continuously.

Just walked up to the stairs of the altar of worship, Qingyun Taoist stumbled and fell directly to the ground.

"Clang!"

The long sword also fell to the ground together, and gave a soft whistle.

Qingyun Taoist fell to the ground, his shoulders trembling constantly.

It took a long time to crawl up slowly.

The moment he stood up, there was no emotion in his eyes any more, and the indifference was like a rock, like a cloud in the sky, high up.

"If I am not kind!"

"When Tu Tu prevents me from becoming enlightened!"

The Qingyun Taoist who circulated his hair, stepped down the stairs of the Temple of Heaven.

"Ants!"

"Ants!"

"All are ants!"

One step at a time, with blood on it.

After turning a few steps, at the bottom, the two disciples were yawning with a flashlight. This is waiting for the disciples of Qingyun Taoist.

Suddenly saw the sound, the two dozing disciples stood up straight, standing straight.

"Congratulations to the ancestor down the mountain!" The two bowed their hands respectfully and bowed down to the Qingyun Taoist people descending the mountain.

The figure walked down slowly, but this time it stopped in front of the two of them. A disciple raised his head without understanding the situation. In the past, ordinary Qingyun Taoists would go directly, and the two would follow the way behind them. , Why this time?

But he just raised his head and met the cold eyes of Qingyun Taoist.

After being scared by a shocking spirit, he immediately found that Qingyun Taoist was covered with blood, carrying a long sword in his hand. At this moment, the long sword was stained with blood, and it was still dripping down.

"what!"

He screamed, but before shouting, he saw Qingyun Taoist long sword shot, and a sword sealed his throat.

"Shizu! Shizu!"

"No!"

The other person wanted to run. The Qingyun Taoist had a long sword, and the swordman's sword came out through the blade and crossed his neck.

I only saw my head falling down, and my body was still running. After running seven or eight steps, I stopped, knelt down, and fell.

After the two died, a golden light flowed out of their bodies and entered the Qingyun Taoist body.

Qingyun Taoist face was expressionless, stepped over the headless body, did not look at the dead young man with wide eyes and wide eyes, and walked into the view.

The light was on in the temple. At this moment most of the disciples had rested. Some of the rest were chanting in the hall. Some people practiced collectively in the quiet room. Some disciples who were punished were copying scriptures in the temple.

When the Qingyun Taoist walked in, the two disciples did not raise their heads, but they were penetrated by the two swords and fell to the ground immediately.

A boy holding Sanyangguan Daozang, who looked like he was only seventeen or eighty years old, had a scroll in his hand that fell to the ground, stained with blood and saturated with blood.

Qingyun Taoist, holding a long sword, crossed the dark front yard and broke into the hall.

At this moment, the oil lamp in the hall was still on, and under the faint light, more than a dozen people were still chanting.

At the moment, a Taoist who was only forty years old turned his head, and at a glance, he saw blood covered with blood, carrying a blood-spelled sword, and a green cloud Taoist like a evil spirit came in.

"Observer?"

"What's wrong with you?"

The horrified cry caused everyone to turn their heads and looked behind them.

"Observer?"

"Bloody! That's blood!"

"What's the matter? Observer?"

"What the **** happened?"

At this moment, the Qingyun Taoist radiated his head, the magic sword shone with light, and crossed the threshold of the hall, and the blood drip ticked above the threshold.

He raised his head and looked coldly at everyone in the hall.

To everyone who met his eyes, he instantly felt that his eyes seemed to carry the winter cold wind, freezing them instantly, and the whole body involuntarily struck a spirit.

"run!"

"Run!"

"Not right!"

Immediately, someone felt wrong and wanted to escape from here, but before stepping on their legs, they saw the sword flash and penetrated their bodies.

The Qingyun Taoist stepped up, the sword changed, and all of the dozens of people in the temple were in different places and died on the spot.

More than a dozen corpses fell in the hall, blood splashed the hall, the bodies overturned the candlestick, and stained the statue of the Patriarch.

Qingyun Taoist carefully wiped the idol of the ancestor with his robe, raised his head, and looked forward to the idol of Chongyunzi.

"Only me, only me!"

"It is the patriarch disciples who accept the heritage!"

"How can you ants insult me ​​to inherit?"

"Today! I will remove all of these disciplinary disciples like Er!"

At this time, outside the hall, groups of disciples rushed over and broke into the hall, and immediately collapsed to the ground.

I only saw the corpse covered in blood inside the hall.

And their masters and ancestors are now wiping the ancestors' idols, and over, with a pair of strange eyes, let everyone feel the endless killing intention.

I saw that there was blood all over his shirt, and the blood sword on his hand had shown that everything happened in the temple.

The disciples stuck at the door suddenly frightened back and fled outside.

"Grandpa is crazy!"

"Master is crazy!"

There were shouts and shouts outside, and everyone was madly shouted at a loss, and the whole Sanyang Temple was in chaos.

"It's a murder! It's a murder!" A disciple who just passed on his clothes was so scared at the moment that he even lost his shoes.

"Master Patriarch is possessed by evil spirits! Kill people everywhere!"

"The patriarch is also possessed by the evil spirits!"

Qingyun walked out of the hall, rubbed his fingers with the sword sword blade, a sharp light immediately rose into the sky, and entered the sky.

A wave of turbulence rose up, and the Taolin Spirit Array outside started instantaneously, covering the entire Sanyang Temple, and wrapped it up.

At this moment, Sanyangguan was completely blocked and turned into a dead place.

The Qingyun Taoist stepped out of the hall, walked out of the courtyard, and killed as soon as he saw him. The swordsmanship was determined fiercely, leaving no trace.

Between waved hands, Fu Lu jumped up, and the entire Sanyang Temple fell into despair and terror. Everyone was escaping from the Qingyun Taoist, trying to escape towards the outside, but the entire Sanyang Temple was blocked. , They can't escape.

After passing by, Jianguang and Fulu rose up, and the disciples of Sanyangguan kept falling.

And many disciples fell down, and a golden charm of light immediately appeared on their bodies and merged into the body of the Qingyun Taoist.

I only saw the golden light inside Qingyun Taoist people getting more and more, even coming out through the body. In the endless killing, Qingyun Taoist people became more and more fascinating. The whole person seemed to gradually feather and immortalize in the killing, and become the legend. Fairies in general.

There are some disciples who have learned from Jinfu's spiritualism, or disciples who practiced earlier, trying to resist the Qingyun Taoist, but under the sword of the Qingyun Taoist, no one can resist.

"Master! Master! Don't kill me!"

"I am your disciple!"

A disciple who was quite close on weekdays knelt on the ground and begged pleadingly, still unable to resist the sword and piercing his chest. Before his death, he still didn't believe that this was his master, and he was so determined to be so cruel.

"Master, let me go, let me go, I will never dare!"

"Let me go down the mountain, let me go down the mountain!"

The young apprentice wailed and cried against the wall, and then saw Jian Guang passing by, and the whole person was divided into two halves, and a big blood spattered against the wall.

Through the courtyard, through the corridor, through the backyard, through the side hall, the Qingyun Taoist walked up and killed all the way.

All over him, the white robe was dyed blood red, and the original color could no longer be seen. At this moment, even the hair of the Qingyun Taoist turned to blood red, and his face and eyes revealed blood.

The whole person stood above the heavy corpses and turned into a evil spirit from the deepest part of the ghost.

Qingyun Taoist, with a magic sword, slaughtered his three sheeps and watched the whole door up and down. There was one living mouth left, blood flowing all over the ground and converging into a river.

Until the last voice subsided, the entire Sanyang Temple was quiet, and no sound could be heard.

In the past, the prosperous and noisy Sanyang Temple was completely reduced to a dead zone.

The Qingyun Taoist walked through the Sanyang Temple like a solitary soul and a ghost. There were corpses everywhere, and the blood stained the Taoist Temple, and even the sky was filled with blood.

He stood in the front yard, his body covered with feet, and he stepped on the body every step of the way.

He just stood above the layers of corpses, looking up at the sky.

At this moment, the bright moon in the sky was there, and the light projected on him, making him unable to close his eyes.

Bloody face, UU reading www. uukanshu.com calmed down a little bit quietly, spread his hands and opened his mouth!

"Ah!" shouted and shook the entire Huangyang Mountain.

Hundreds of golden symbols run into light, converge on the Qingyun Taoist, condense into a piece of Qinghua symbol, break through the dust, and practise Qi to build the foundation.

Cast into a kind of avenue.

"Go Hugh! Go Hugh!"

"What can you miss in this worldly world!"

"Dust away the dust! Fix the immortal Daogu!"

The Qingyun Taoist person turned into a golden light, and entered the cloud layer, just like the fairy, turning away from the light.

A few days later, on the night of the full moon, the door of the Antarctic gods and demons opened.

A golden light fell into it and disappeared!