Super Abandoned Cultivator

Whoosh!

Zixiao sword, like a meteor in the night, flashes away, turns into a purple streamer, melts into the body of sapphire and disappears.

Master Youming, however, was staring at the mouth area. He was so frightened that he didn't seem to have recovered.

Wan Zibai, just died?

You know, this man is the first master of Tiantu Sword Fairy. He is also the strongest man in the whole Tianjian sect under liang Tiantu. Even after the master Youming was promoted to the divine realm, he was still afraid of his existence, but he lost his life today!

Not far away, Xia Qianyu is not surprised. No one knows the strength of Su Bai better than her.

Even the cobra troops of Japan and the ninth mixed fleet are not the opponents of the Soviet Union. In this world, no one can threaten the Soviet Union unless there is a Dixian.

For a few seconds, master Youming's face was complicated. He was shocked in his heart. He bowed to Su Bai and said, "thank you so much for saving my life!"

Su Bai said indifferently: "don't thank me. When I speak, tianjianmen is my enemy. Naturally, I will not be soft with them. "

Wan Zibai is a master of divine realm. Although he has no threat to Su Bai, he has a mythical existence to Su Qingyao and Xue family. Since Su Bai meets such an enemy, he will never let him escape.

Master Youming's heart sank slightly. He bowed down again and said in a deep voice, "anyway, Mr. Su saved my life. It's a fact. Since Mr. Su and I have the same goal, they all want to destroy the Tianjian gate. If Mr. Su doesn't dislike me, I'll be at my disposal! "

Su Bai took a deep look at him, did not speak, but took Xia Qianyu to leave slowly.

And Youming master's face changed, and he quickly followed him.

Since there's no rejection, I'll follow you!

Now, in his opinion, the only Chinese nation that can kill Tiantu Jianxian is Su Bai!

At the same time that the Soviet Union killed Wan Zibai.

Far behind the tianjianmen mountain, in the ancestral hall.

In the room, there are tens of steps. On the steps, there are black wooden cards. On the wooden cards, there are shining red lights. This is the important place of Tianjian gate.

There are so many life cards here, which represent the lives of all the masters and core disciples above Huajing in Tianjian sect. As long as the red light on the life card disappears and the life card is broken, it proves that the person corresponding to the life card is dead!

In this way, even if people are thousands of miles away, the people of Tianjian sect can know the life and death of disciples at the first time.

Two short haired disciples were at the gate of the ancestral hall, looking drowsy.

But at this time, in the ancestral hall, on the top of a black life card on the top step, the red light suddenly flickered and went out directly.

Then, the black life card, which lost the breath of life soul, burst out a shocking crack from the middle.

"Click --"

although the sound is small, it is very clear in the extremely quiet ancestral hall.

Originally, the two disciples who were about to fall asleep at the door, one of them was smart and awake, and quickly ran to the ancestral hall.

When he saw the crack in Wan Zibai's life card, his face was shocked.

The next moment, a frightened voice spread all over the mountain.

"No!"

"Elder Wan's life card is broken!"

In a flash, the whole Tianjian gate was suddenly quiet, and then it was noisy and chaotic.

Boom boom!

Several powerful breath, from all over the sky, almost in the blink of an eye, quickly approached Houshan ancestral temple from the sky.

Just less than a minute later, there were ten powerful elders in the ancestral hall.

It's the powerful man and the real person in Tianjian gate.

This kind of strength is several times stronger than the Dragon hall!

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

The middle-aged man, with a gloomy face, gritted his teeth and said, "the development of things has exceeded our imagination. We must invite our ancestors out of the mountain this time!"

Below, several old people with different faces nodded and echoed one after another.

"With the strength of elder martial brother Wan, there are few opponents in the whole country of China. Now he has just come down the mountain, but he is inexplicably dead. We have to find out about this!"

"The person who can kill elder martial brother Wan must be a divine master. We can't take part in this level of fighting any more. We must ask our ancestors to do it!"

"No matter who dares to kill the people of Tianjian gate, they must pay for their blood!"

Everyone voted together and agreed to ask Laozu to go out.

The middle-aged patriarch of tianjianmen, with a solemn face, said hello to the crowd and quickly walked towards a quiet path in the back mountain.

The winding path leads to seclusion, and the trees gradually deepen. After walking for about ten minutes, you can see a steep valley, within which is a stone sword forest.These stone swords are all carved from rocks. After years of wind and rain, they look very simple.

The middle-aged man stood in front of the sword forest with a solemn face and bowed deeply to the sword forest.

"Unworthy younger generation, Liang bo'an came to visit his ancestors!"

A moment later, in the middle-aged man's uneasy waiting, a light floating voice came slowly.

"Come in."

The middle-aged man's face was shocked, and a winding map route naturally appeared in his mind, which was exactly the path in the stone sword forest.

The middle-aged man's face showed a trace of shock. He sighed in his heart that it was more and more difficult for him to guess his ancestor's magic power. He could easily invade the soul of the sea of knowledge, the top master of the world.

If the other party wants to take his own life, I'm afraid he can't even stop it?

Dare not think more, he respectfully nodded at the same time, quickly walked into the stone sword forest.

These disordered stone swords were moving slowly between the lines before he walked slowly, which shocked him even more.

The next moment, a huge circular platform appeared in front of Liang Anbo.

On this platform, there are lots of stone swords. Liang Anbo's pupil shrinks. This is a reduced version of the stone sword forest!

And in the middle of the many stone swords, a sculpture like old man is sitting on his knees.

It seems that the reason for sitting for a long time is that the old man can no longer see the color of his clothes. The color of his body is the same as that of the platform stone, which seems to have integrated with the surrounding.

His hair was scattered and his face was covered with dust. He looked like a statue in the temple that had not been cleaned all the year round.

When Liang Anbo saw the old man, he did not dare to neglect him. He took a deep breath and knelt down on the ground. He bowed down and said, "old ancestor, elder martial brother Wan is dead!"

This sentence has just dropped.

Like a statue of the old man, this moment closed eyes suddenly open.

Shua!

Hundreds of sharp sword Qi suddenly woke up and soared into the sky. The whole stone sword forest was shaking and humming. The huge and terrible pressure made Liang Anbo's body sink suddenly. It was very difficult to breathe.

"What are you talking about?"