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Please ask the stars to retreat!

The heart of the Eight Hundred Sects and Twelve Stars in the East, and the sound of 30,000 iron armors spreading the heaven and earth for a long time.

The voice of tens of thousands of people in favor of the wind caused the wind in the heaven and earth. The wind blew and rolled the dark clouds in the gloomy sky. The clouds surged rapidly, as if they were panicked by the majestic power of the 30,000 iron-armored lions under the throne of the Ming Dynasty in Dongchu and fled everywhere.

But in the empty sky without any cover, they are destined to have nowhere to hide.

Due to the fate of those clouds, they finally turned into raindrops at some point and dripped from the sky thousands of feet high.

"despair."

The first drop of raindrops as big as pearls and jade fell, and fell on the blue brick holy step, and then suddenly stepped on the soles of the feet.

The voice of asking Buddha to enter the West made the Lord of Star River, who was not in the world, finally unable to tolerate it, and finally wanted to maintain the supreme majesty that belongs to the twelve stars of Sutra!

Countless eyes gathered in front of the temple.

People's heartbeat seemed to be still. Looking at the figure among the eight star masters who moved a little half a step, they thought that it could not be avoided in the end, and the moment of stopping the war finally came.

Tian Weixing, who was stepping out, ignored the countless gazes around him. He looked down at his disciples and nephews, and narrowed his eyes.

Thinking about the years, the days when the twelve stars of Jingtian became famous all over the world have never been provoked. Now, in front of countless believers of the Eight Hundred Sects and Zhuang Shengshen Temple, several disciples who have inherited their legacy, have been invited by several disciples of the three generations, and their disciples who have inherited their legacy. Retirement made Tianweixing, who was ranked 11th, sneer slightly.

He felt that it was necessary for the people of the world to recognize whether the Lord of Xingchuan, who was in charge of the Eight Hundred Sects, was really old and it was time to abdicate and give way to the wise!

So he moved half a step.

Everyone held their breath and focused.

He didn't say anything and moved.

No matter he is in the Tianlong or Tiandemon camp, he only represents the twelve stars of the Sutra!

The moment the Tianwei Star jumped up, a ray of thunder flashed in the clouds, and then the heavy rain drifted like a flood.

At this moment, tens of thousands of arrows at the top of the heavy mountains on three sides turned around and aimed at the figure that was as fast as light in the heavy rain.

At this moment, the white gossip on the arm of Tianyinxing, who had been attacking for many years, was circling on the white gossip on the arm of Tianyinxing who had been taking action for many years.

Tianji Star remained motionless, but Lian Chengjue, who was wearing golden armor and sacred clothes behind him, was trembling violently in his hand.

Facing Tianweixing's sudden attack, no one was careless, including Jun Zeyu. Everyone used their cultivation to prepare for a tough battle to win the saints that was destined to be included in the history of 800 sects... called Tiandong Change the stars!

The dark clouds rolled in the dark sky with heavy rain, and a silver cold light nearly a hundred feet long split the continuous rain curtain, leaving countless traces along the void, and finally slashed like a guillotine.

"Here you come."

Behind Liancheng Jue, Greedy Wolf, who inherited the Fenyun Seven Sword, frowned deeply.

Tianweixing is his teacher.

Even though he was confident that he had received the true teachings of Xingchuan and had never slacked off for ten years, he was still a little scared when facing his teacher.

I was afraid, and I was a little restless.

He knew very well that the teacher's sword was the real Fenyun Sword.

But he also wanted to know how similar the teacher had learned the success of the Fenyun Sword over the years.

He held the sword in his hand.

The excitement prompted his hand holding the sword to exert a little force.

The moment the Fenyun Sword was slashed, Jun Zeyu, Lianchengjue and other brothers made way. Even the two star masters of Tianyin and Tianji opened their bodies, leaving Tianlang alone.

As the senior brother said, since you are kindly asking Zhuxing to retire, you must let Zhuxing see if the disciples of the three generations have the ability to inherit Xingchuan’s mantle and protect the eight hundred sects’ Taoist dynasties!

So this battle belongs to him!

A disciple vs. a teacher!

He is adjusting his breathing.

Greedy Wolf's cultivation level instantly reached the peak of the Spirit Orb Realm, and he was only one step away from the transformation of the catastrophe!

His eyes were like a wolf staring at the sword light. He knew where the Fenyun Sword started and fell. He was carefully calculating the time and distance, and then looking for an opportunity to find the sword.

Waiting, long.

He could hear his clear and heavy heartbeat.

Finally, the Fenyun Sword fell.

Tianlang used a little force on his feet, and he wanted to raise his height and leave with the sword. But when he raised his eyes, he saw the extremely terrifying red blood evil aura surging from the distant sky.

In the dark sky, the blood evil spirit is like a thousand troops, and more like a rushing river of blood.

Manic, fierce.

Suddenly swept over.

The sky around the temple was covered with red blood, and heavy rain fell and even dyed red raindrops.

A sudden change occurred in the midst of thunder and lightning.

No one can explain the reason for the vision, because no one has time to explain it.

Including the stars of Tianlong and Tian Yao in front of the temple, many powerful people from the Eight Hundred Sects raised their eyes vigilantly, and they felt a strong threat from the overwhelming bloody aura.

That is a murderous intent that cannot be concealed!

That murderous aura does not belong to anyone here! Since the murderous aura of the unkind comer does not belong to the Eight Hundred Sects, then there is only one purpose for it to appear!

Targeting eight hundred sects! No matter who is!

This is a thought that emerged in the hearts of everyone... But everything happened too quickly. When the blood evil energy spread all over the sky, the Tianwei Star was still in the process of falling down after the sword was slashed, and the Greedy Wolf's sword would not come out.

.Under the blood evil clouds, there was the falling light of the Fenyun sword, and countless confused and frightened faces. This is a picture.

The picture is freezing.

There is no absolutely static thing in the world. No matter how slow the camera is, there will always be changes. Perhaps it is the rendering of the frozen picture, and those changes are often as moving as thunder.

There is no thunder in the blood river of the sky. When there is a change, there is only a straight red light.

The red light fell from the sky, as if a pillar of heaven that supported the heaven and earth fell, and it was like opening the void light gate leading to the nameless space. The red light corridor was crystal clear and transparent, and it shot straight down from the sky, cutting off the clouds.

The sword light suddenly hit the holy step stone steps in front of the temple, and then the red light dissipated.

The temple is extremely lonely and lonely, but the sound of heavy rain drifting to cleanse the green mountains and forests.

Tianweixing's sword fell without success. His eyes were a little angry and surprised, just like the countless people around him. He looked along the place where the red light hit the sky.

There is a knife there!

It is impossible to describe the appearance of the knife because the blade is covered by blood evil spirits.

The knife was very calm and was deeply inserted into the holy step.

However, when all the eyes were cast, the place where the tip of the knife touched the stone steps, the Holy Step Stone Step suddenly burst out countless cracks, and the cracks spread terrifyingly, causing the 800 believers around to panic and retreat, just breathing.

The extremely hard holy step stone steps made of Tiandong bluestone turned into a pool of gravel in the middle part of the Eight Stars and Liancheng Jue and others.

The twelve stars of Jingtian reacted almost instantly.

Tian Yin and Tian Ji star looked at the eight star masters on the opposite side in a terrifying manner. A name emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness of the eight hundred sects who had experienced the battle of the sect twelve years ago.

Butcher's knife!

Liancheng Jue, holding the reverse scale in the Golden Armored Holy Clothes, raised his head in a daze.

In the gloomy sky, the bloody weather gradually faded away, and a straight figure with a black shirt and white hair appeared from the curtain of the rainstorm and came into view.

"Is it him?" Jun Zeyu looked puzzled.

Luo Changfeng has a black shirt and silver hair.

He was covered in a very strong demonic energy, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were filled with blood.

He stood in the void and looked down at all living beings.

A pair of bloody eyes swept across the twelve stars of Jingtian in turn, and finally locked on the Tianwei Star. If I remember correctly, this person was one of the three stars who attacked his father back then.

He thought that since it was a saint ceremony, he would worship with the twelve stars!

Luo Changfeng's demonic energy is violent.

He reached out and pulled out his butcher's knife from the air.

Tianweixing, you will be the blood sacrifice of this butcher knife!

(PS: Thank you for your monthly ticket for Goodmanxds friends. I am in a bad state recently, with various mental critical strikes. When I feel most uncomfortable, I am worried that I can't hold on. Damn, I hope time can solve everything. I hope I can get back my state sooner and continue for everyone.

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