Campus belle's cultivation master

When prosperity finally comes to an end, the strong warriors gathered on the top of Fuyue mountain are eager for an answer.

Which is the winner of the battle between the invincible Dao saint and the Chinese pride?

The winner is bound to soar to the sky, overlook the world, and lead the four sides to respect. The loser, however, can only become a stepping stone on the other side's road to success and gradually vanish in the dust of history.

In any case, it will be a great event that will deeply affect the pattern of Oriental cultivation, and even partially determine the national fate of China and Dongyi!

"Lord Shenmu has been famous for a hundred years, but the evil named Lin is just a bit of a low end. In my opinion, there is no suspense about this world shaking war." A Huajing Heavenly Master said with an arrogant look, "what's the name of Lin? He has been defeated by Lord Shenmu for many times before, and he must not be able to run this time..."

Most of the onlookers were strong practitioners of Dongyi. Naturally, they were more willing to hear such words and nodded in agreement

"Right, right! Chinese demons are still a little too tender... "

"Lord Shenmu wants to take his dog's life. It's so easy..."

Whew!

On the sky, suddenly came the piercing wind. The whole audience stopped the conversation in a hurry, and subconsciously looked up and passed by. But in the dark waves that had not yet dissipated, a shadow became bigger and bigger, just like Halley's comet with its long tail, heading straight in this direction

"What is that?" All of a sudden, the crowd was in an uproar, and the panic spread throughout the audience, and the screams came one after another.

Until that thing was getting closer and closer, many practitioners with keen divine sense suddenly changed their faces. This sudden flying thing is an ancient stele!

Obviously, in the collision just now, the artifact held by Lin Yu was knocked off!

Gods fight, kids suffer. Even if it is only the aftereffect, the artifact used by the tianbang strongmen in the battle can not be borne by the present people in the cultivation. All of a sudden, many practitioners in this direction went crazy and ran away, shouting: "run! Run

But after all, it was half a step late. With the "boom" sound, the Tianbei was shot down. Just now, the outspoken master of Dongyi Huajing couldn't escape. He just had time to scream in horror and was smashed into meat mud by the ancient and simple Tianbei!

Many Dongyi strongmen, led by Xiaogong Yunjiu and Guhe Guiyou, stood in the other direction, staring at the place where the smoke and dust started, trembling and sweating.

However, while others were still in shock, Yu Jiang, sitting in a wheelchair, burst out laughing: "ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha! The artifact of Lin Zixuan's dog has been destroyed. The teacher must win this battle. There is no suspense! "

This sentence reminds everyone present. Xiaogong Yunjiu, Guhe Guiyou and others were stunned for a moment, and immediately burst into laughter in a warm atmosphere

"Not bad, not bad! That's quite reasonable! "

"The Chinese demons must have lost! This evil is dead at last

Dajin Yujiang took a hard breath and said: "Lin Zixuan! You ruined my Daoji and made me look like a ghost! It's a terrible revenge. Fortunately, the teacher paid it back for me! "

His voice just fell, from the distant sky, suddenly came the sharp sound of breaking the wind.

Whew!

Many Dongyi practitioners on the scene were not happy for a long time. They raised their faces again in amazement and went to see: "again... What is it?"

As the shadow came nearer and nearer, everyone saw it clearly.

A knife is the autumn water! This artifact is also across the sky, cutting to the position of Xiaogong Yunjiu and others!

"Ah

At this moment, even Xiaogong Yunjiu, the half step congenital master, is crazy. He immediately turns around and runs away with Gu He Guiyou and others. Hastily, but will be inconvenient to move dazin Yujiang dry air on the spot.

The Blazing Sword awn gradually enlarges in the eyes of Yujiang, dazin. In the scream of his panic, it cuts down obliquely, and explodes a deep gully of more than 30 meters on the ground.

A wheel of the wheelchair was thrown tens of meters high, and immediately it was completely crushed. And Dajin Yujiang is in this overflowing sword Qi, the whole person has been blown to ashes!

He never expected that his teacher, Shenmu Youliang, could not help him to avenge himself. Instead, he accidentally took his life!

After these two encounters, all the practitioners were shocked and looked at the dark clouds in the sky for fear that something else might fly out and kill people in a moment.

Fortunately, this state didn't last long. With a long and clear roar, the clouds and fog spread all over the sky, and a long lost ray of golden sunshine threw into the ravine crisscross broken earth.

Then people can see that on the top of the rich mountain, a slender figure stands up with pride and looks like a relegated immortal.

At his feet, he stepped on the bloody Shenmu Youliang. Most of his body had disappeared for a long time. The fracture was bloody, mixed with white bones.

The upper part of Shenmu Youliang's body protrudes out of the cliff, and below it is the rolling reddish brown magma. His blood gurgled down, and before he touched the magma, it evaporated into a mist under the high temperature.

The clouds and fog surged in the sky, and the wind swept the earth like a wild animal, carrying smoke and dust straight to the sky.

The practitioners gathered in all directions seemed to turn into quiet trees, motionless and motionless, facing the roaring wind and the dust, with their mouths open, but silent.

Between heaven and earth, a dead silence!

Only the hot magma invaded the canyon wantonly, drowning all the vigorous ancient trees, the remains of wild animals, and even the melting snow

On the top of Fuyue mountain, the battle of tianbang came to an end. Invincible sword, Holy tree, you Liang, I'm sorry to lose!

The rolling sea of clouds once again obscured the sun, the mountains and valleys were dark, and the atmosphere was terrifying. All of a sudden, from an unknown corner, came a burst of low sobs, which were strongly suppressed

"Lord Shenmu... Lost!"

"How could it be... How could it be..."

Just like a tall building falling apart, the instant despair played up the whole scene. For a long time, the belief that had been maintained in the hearts of Dongyi practitioners collapsed at this moment!

Plop! Plop! Plop!

Xiaogong Yunjiu, Guhe Guiyou, granite Yinglong, Ikeda tomb

Today, all of the Dongyi Xiuzhen strong men who were present knelt down straightly, their bodies were shaking, and they were crying.

The collapse of the last city means that for hundreds of years, the illusory pride and dignity in the minds of Dongyi practitioners have been trampled into the dust from the clouds