Campus belle's cultivation master

Tianlan sect.

Li Yangchuan, the six elder, was carrying a sword, and his blood trickled along the body of the sword. His eyes were slightly fixed, and he watched the eldest husband Sun Zhong fall into the sky, like a bag of abandoned garbage, falling into the soft mud on the Bank of the river.

Gongsun Zhong was once his Savior. But that doesn't mean you can't betray.

Li Yangchuan wants to live. He doesn't want to be destroyed with Tianlan sect. Just as Gongsun Zhong gave him the hope to live, mingkezunla of Guiwu sect also gave him the same thing.

Mingkezunla promised that as long as Tianlan was captured and the six religions of Wushan plundered Tianlan and the ancient tree of enlightenment, they would return to southern Xinjiang again. At that time, Tushan Island, the treasure land of Lingshan mountain, handed over to him.

Compared with death, this promise is more comfortable, so Li Yangchuan did not hesitate.

Sure enough, the most lethal sword comes from the closest person.

Then, Li Yangchuan led two worshippers, as well as his confidants of nearly 200 Tianlan sect disciples!

The joint strangulation of the six religions in Wushan in the four directions has made the situation precarious, and the internal chaos broke out again. Many of the disciples of Tianlan sect didn't understand what was going on, so they were stabbed with sharp weapons and died in their own hands.

Panic, panic

In a burst of noise, the array disintegrated and began an unprecedented rout. All the people became the targets of the enemy and completely disrupted the battle. Those Xiuzhen strongmen who had rushed up under the leadership of Gongsun Zhong to make way for those who broke through the encirclement retreated in such confusion, and then fled in all directions like headless flies.

Zhang Biyao heard the voice behind her, her eyes were stunned, her body was suddenly stiff, and her eyes were dim.

She knew she couldn't get out. The mountain protection battle is self defeating, and the people in the clan are lax. In addition, the people in the six religions of Wushan are surrounded and killed in all directions. Today, everyone has to die here.

"Li Yangchuan!" She cold voice Jiao drink, carrying the sword rushed past, a sword Light Grand cut down, "shameless traitor!"

The great Dharma protector of Zhaoling cult flew to the village because of Zha, and raised his hand to catch the attack: "Li Yangchuan, go and kill others! Holy daughter Tianlan, give it to us

"Yes." Li Yangchuan looks deeply at Zhang Biyao, turns around and rushes into the camp of Tianlan sect, and starts to kill.

"Saint Tianlan, please don't be angry." The great Dharma protector grinned at zhajie, "this time we are hunting Tianlan sect. We are determined to win it. I'll take care of you and avoid the pain of flesh and blood. "

Before she had finished speaking, Zhang Biyao cut her sword and said, "the old dog died!"

"Tut Tut, the delicate girl's family is very angry." The great Dharma protector inza gave a wink to another man who was strong in the realm of incarnation, "do not damage the congenital holy body..."

The other elders of Tianlan sect wanted to save them, but they were stopped by the strong practitioners of the six religions in Wushan. Zhang Biyao was surrounded by a half step master and a master of Huajing.

Yuan Luochen, who is far away, has long been aware of the changes in Tianlan sect, and his heart is extremely anxious.

He knew that if she went on like this, her apprentice Zhang Biyao would lose or not win. With her strong personality, Lin Zixuan's will to die long after she was killed in luochahai. She can't bear to be captured, so she is bound to commit suicide.

But it's not only Zhang Biyao who is in danger?

At this moment, the mansion is about to collapse, and all the elders, disciples and disciples of Tianlan sect are slaughtered. Even he, the patriarch of the hall and the demigod strong man on the list of heaven, is also a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, which is hard to protect himself.

"Yuan Luochen! Don't look around. Think about yourself first Mingke zunla said, suddenly like a ghost floating from behind, clapping.

Yuan Luochen couldn't dodge. He was attacked by zunlan Gong and Wushan demon. He was shocked and staggered back, spitting blood

Almost at the same time, the great Dharma protector of Zhaoling sect, inza, relying on her accomplishments, was more than one order of magnitude higher than that of Zhang Biyao. She also stood close to Zhang Biyao, grabbing the latter's shoulder like an eagle's Claw: "little girl, please give up!"

Zhang Biyao couldn't help but despair. She turned her jade wrist, pointed her sword at her chest, and said sadly, "Sir, ah Yao is with you!"

The big Dharma protector yinza's smile stopped abruptly and hesitated a little, but he didn't mean to stop him.

He is not a fool, Wushan has six religions, but there is only one congenital holy body. Even though Saint LAN is the best cauldron for practicing magic skills, how can she be the weakest of the six religions?

Even if he spared no effort to save Zhang Biyao, in the end, isn't this congenital holy body to be spoiled by Mingke zunla?

Since she can't get any benefits, it's better to let the holy daughter of Tianlan kill herself, so as not to make Mingke zunla's magic skill get closer in the future and wave the butcher's knife to the other five religions besides the ghost witch religion.

After all, there is no eternal enemy in this world, let alone eternal friend.

Therefore, the great Dharma protector of zhaolingjiao did not stop him. Even if he wants to save, what he can do is quite limited. After all, Zhang Biyao is not an ordinary heaven master. Regardless of her excellent talent and Lin Zixuan's training, few people can stop her from committing suicide with yuan Luochen as her master.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the air is surging, and time and space seem to stop suddenly at this moment.

Then just at this moment, from the far northeast, there was a thunder.

Boom! Boom!

The sound was not obvious at first, and it was not noticeable at all. But after a while, it became bigger and stronger

It's like a galloping train whistling, with boundless power. It's so terrible that it can't wait to run across the sky.

Almost everyone, can not help but stop fighting, subconsciously turned to the northeast, stupefied.

Even Zhang Biyao, the holy daughter of Tianlan, stopped her movements, holding the overturned sword, her dirty face full of unprecedented amazement. She looked at it in a daze, and a wonderful feeling rose in her heart

Everyone has a strange premonition that something is approaching quickly, and it's terrible!

Gradually, the source of the rumble appeared. It was a blazing dot, emitting a sharp light that was enough to burn people's eyes, like an Arctic star.

Then, the dazzling dot is bigger and bigger, showing the blood red, just like a fast approaching sun!

Mingkezunla, the leader of the ghost sorcery cult, stood in the distance and looked at him stupidly, as if he suddenly thought of something and cried out hysterically: "go back! That's a sword spirit