Supreme Pill Saint

Sometimes, a word of disagreement is a decisive battle between life and death.

Don't look at life and blood too much.

Even women like Jiyu are strong enough.

But at the moment, these martial arts practitioners from ningtian land are still frightened and trembled by the blood sea below.

It's terrible.

That blood, a river!

That body, it's piled up into a mountain!

This is not the key. The key is that the monsters, that is to say, the fighting methods of the extraterritorial species are too cruel. All kinds of biting, every time, there is a human cultivator who dies without a whole body, as well as venom. Every time, the human cultivators or monsters who are infected with tianmeng, they are just crazy rotting, rotting into a pool of disgusting flesh and bones.

Hear the order of seasonal rain.

Those martial arts practitioners of yunjianzong and qianyaozong, one by one, forced to restrain their shock and tremble, raised their weapons and rushed to the battlefield of Tianmen canyon below.

It's not a random shock or death.

It's a group of ten.

With the season rain and others to join, the original one-sided battlefield, finally changed, some flat feeling.

"Hold on!!!" Su Chen shouted.

As long as it's flat it's enough.

Even, that is to say, entangle with each other, and this entanglement can bring time to him.

What he lacks is time. With time, he can kill all the extraterritorial species by himself.

But see.

Su Chen's Xuanqi seems to be inexhaustible. His speed is not weakened, but more rapid. His long sword seems to be sharper. The charm of the sword is rippling and the shadow of the sword is unparalleled. It looks like the coming of the God King and the coming of the death god.

Su Chen's arms are waving, the trace is impermanent, his feet are broken, and he is as quiet as a shuttle.

Poop poop poop

One after another, he died in his hands.

Su Chen is like the king of hell who reaps life.

I don't know how long it took.

Almost.

In the whole Tianmen Canyon, there are few extraterritorial species that are still alive.

Thirty thousand extraterritorial species died.

Of course, tianmeng also suffered a lot.

More than three quarters of the 150000 people who practice martial arts and monsters have died, leaving only 30000 people who practice martial arts and monsters, some of whom have been injured.

Miserable, it's really miserable.

The martial arts practitioners of yunjianzong and qianyaozong, brought by Jiyu and Duzhi, totaled 50000 people, but in a short period of time, they died almost 10000 people, which was also a lot of casualties.

Even Jiyu himself has broken shoulders, broken swords and serious injuries.

It's still seasonal rain.

Looking at Huo Shouying again, the whole person is almost left with one breath. The blood and flesh on his waist and ribs are indistinct. He was bitten by the heaven outside the country. At that bite, Huo Shouying's viscera were almost broken, all his ribs were broken, and the flesh and blood in his waist and in front of him were even worse.

That is to say, Mu Lao saved his life in time. Otherwise, Huo Shouying was almost swallowed by the extraterritorial Tianzhong.

There's Nangong dance. Nangong dance's right arm is gone. It's corroded. A large amount of venom planted by extraterritorial sky is scattered on her arm. Then Nangong dance's right hand begins to melt wildly, that is, Nangong dance's reaction speed is fast enough and decisive enough. In a moment, Nangong dance's right arm is broken by holding the sword with its left hand. Otherwise, Nangong dance is dead 。

There are also Yu junluo, her back, blood blur, paralyzed on the ground, her back bone and spine, were all hit by a foreign Tiansheng, paralyzed on the ground, unable to move, not sad.

The blue paper was not so good. Her face was white and full of tears. Her left and right shoulders were completely broken. The broken shoulders were confused and the blood was fuzzy. She had a faint breath and occasionally bled.

Then, Mo Qingwu, Sheng Yingkun, Nalan Qingcheng, etc. are slightly better, but not much better. They are also suffering from injuries.

Even the old wood, who is hiding in the air, is in a bad state. It may be that he consumes too much. His breath is very disordered. Everything has a degree. The battle is also too much. It damages his internal organs and Qi and blood. He needs rest and rest. It's hard to recover without ten days and eight days.

"Master." In the dead silence, all the people were hung with blood and grief, looking at Su Chen. Suddenly, the emperor dome called out with a cry, and then rushed up to embrace Su Chen.

Cry!!!

Crazy crying!

Even cry almost fainted.

Because.

Emperor Qing is dead.

Tragic death.

There is no skeleton.

"Son Su, I'm sorry." Mulao apologizes at the same time. He did his best, but he was not a God. He could not have ten or eight parts. At that time, the war situation was torn and the blood was flying. Even Mulao could not do everything. Among the people Su Chen asked him to protect, there were emperor Qings, but emperor Qings was one of the most powerful. Therefore, Mulao's attention naturally focused on the weaker ones such as Nangong dance Yu junluo.However, it occurred to me that emperor Qing's luck was very bad. He was stared at by an extraterritorial species that would dominate the territory forever. Even if that was the case, Emperor Qing's luck was even worse. This extraterritorial species that would dominate the territory forever was still four-tier, with the strongest strength.

When the extraterritorial species launched, Emperor Qing even had no chance to change into an noumenon, so he was directly broken by the Dagao with dozens of arms, even if his noumenon was Emperor Dragon.

"You did your best." Su Chen doesn't blame Mu Lao. If it's su Chen himself, it's not necessarily better than Mu Lao.

All is life.

"Dome, I'm sorry." Su Chen tightly hugs the emperor's dome, whispers, deep in his eyes, and his bloody eyes are moist.

He and Timothy didn't know each other for a long time.

However, he still admired the overall situation and vision of the emperor.

In addition, the whole tianmeng and Emperor Qing also contributed more than half of their strength.

Not to mention the fact that without the emperor of beasts, he would let dome follow him as a mount.

For the emperor of beasts, Su Chen is an elder who is also a teacher and a friend. Although the strength of the other side is not as good as himself, Su Chen still has respect in his heart.

Unexpectedly, so fast, the emperor died.

"Brother Su, I I I want revenge, I want to kill all the extraterritorial species. " The tears of emperor dome were surging. She didn't call Su Chen the master, though she had decided to ride for her whole life.

"Well, dome says anything." Su Chen patted the back of the emperor's dome painfully. He knew what the death of emperor Qing meant to the emperor. Emperor Qing really loved his daughter very much. Emperor Qing was the only family member of the emperor's son.

It seems that she felt Su Chen's love and comfort. As soon as her nerves relaxed a little, the emperor dome passed out. It was the end of the battle, and she was deeply hit by her father's death. It's not easy for her to pass out until now.