After the disappearance of Tianzi, the heaven and earth are still dead.
Only after Kunlun's large array was broken, the chaotic sky and earth whispered, collapsed, echoed in the heavens and the earth.
After a full time.
Those chaotic vitality gradually calmed down, and the broken space gradually brought back. Those Kyushu monks who had escaped thousands of miles away looked at the direction of the Kunlun Tiangong from a distance.
The power of this sword just now is too strong.
This is the best sword of Tianji Zizi.
Even the main peak of Kunwu was unbearable, and it was split in half from it. The Kunlun Tiangong, which stood for tens of thousands of years, was completely destroyed, as if sand paintings were wiped out by sword gas.
There are hundreds of thousands of disciples in Kunlun.
Just now the big array opened, and it directly destroyed the square.
Moreover, Kunlun Tiangong, which is in the center of the storm.
miserable!
It's miserable!
Kunlun disciples who died under Long Xiaoshan were far from dying under the sword of Tianji Zi.
ruthless!
Too ruthless!
The entire Kunlun can be said to be buried by Tiantuko himself.
Is this the domineering and ruthlessness of Tianjun, high, ignoring all beings. At that moment, countless people in Kyushu were sad, and the sacred image of Tianji Zizi collapsed in their minds.
"Do you say, Long Xiaoshan is dead?" Someone asked whispered.
"Can you die? How can a horrible sword survive?"
"Why--"
Countless people sigh, and the taste in their hearts is difficult.
In fact, many people were just seeing Long Xiaoshan for the first time, and even most of the Jiuxianzong had never seen Long Xiaoshan. For them, Long Xiaoshan was a stranger.
Such a stranger should be irrelevant to them.
But at this time, most people had a hint of inexplicable sentimental and regrets in their hearts. Long Xiaoshan was definitely the most outstanding young people they had ever seen.
It's just because he was too young and lost to time.
If he can take a step back, Kyushu may be born again.
In the ruins of Tiangong.
Dozens of figures rolled out of the void, that sword is too horrible? But after all, it was for Long Xiaoshan? So there are still few cultivation of powerful real immortals.
Among them, there is Kun Yuanzi.
They were lucky to live, but when they saw the ruins in front of them, their faces were pale, especially Kun Yuanzi, and they were trembling? The whole Kunlun disappeared, but all this was what his master Tian Yizi did.
He did not hesitate to sacrifice the soulless sacrifice to the heavenly sacrifice? It was to keep Kunlun, but the result was to completely destroy Kunlun.
How ironic.
But can he ask Tianji Zizi?
He dare not, so this bitter fruit can only swallow it by himself.
He glanced at him, and saw the two -in -half Kunwu main peak? A figure lying there? The invisible sword qi still nailed it on the earth? It is Long Xiaoshan.
Kun Yuanzi flashed a fine light in the eyes.
Although Kunlun was destroyed.
However, the super bloody blood veins, powerful magical powers, and unparalleled core cards showed by Long Xiaoshan all proved that this person has an unimaginable secret.
This person even controlled a sword baby, and he could fight with Tianjun.
If it can dig the secrets on it? The value is difficult to estimate, even if the entire Kunlun is destroyed, it is worth it.
The Master is already living and dead, and he cannot step out of the small world easily, and he is different. If he can get the secrets of the Longshan Mountain, it will break through the Tianjun? It is also a matter of leisure to build a Kunlun.
Kun Yuanzi flashed a fierce color in his eyes, rushing directly into the "corpse" of Long Xiaoshan.
Although the sword qi has dissipated.
But the terrible sword meaning still lingered, so that Kun Yuanzi, who was approaching the past, was suffocating? It seemed to shatter his body, and Kun Yuanzi sacrificed the whip.
After the death, the treasure of this Kunlun Zhenzong also fell in his hands. Whether he had Tianbao took care of it, he finally resisted the lingering sword.
Just when he fell.
A sound roar: "Roll away."
A dragon shadow in the void came, and it was Feng Fulong. He was extremely powerful, and he was not destroyed by the sword. Fortunately, he saw Kun Yuanzi start to start with Long Xiaoshan's body and immediately intercept it.
Kun Yuanzi snorted: "Sin Long, all dare to be fierce at this time, look for death!"
Kun Yuanzi sacrificed the god whip towards Feng Fulong's whip.
Bang!
The void burst, Feng Fulong sprayed blood madly. Before Feng Fulong suffered severe injuries, he was far less state than Kun Yuanzi. Besides, Kun Yuanzi now holds supreme Tianbao, Feng Fulong can't resist it.
Feng Fulong struggled and rushed up again.
Kun Yuanzi pulled down for a few consecutive whips. Feng Fulong's bones were broken, the soul was hit hard, the huge dragon body rolled down and smashed it beside the "corpse" of Long Xiaoshan.
At this point, it is difficult to get up.
After solving Feng Fulong, Kun Yuanzi glanced coldly, and hurriedly approached Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes closed tightly, lying on the ground, there was no breath.
His chest seemed to be penetrated, and there was a touch of green light inside. The sword qi lingered on it. Kun Yuanzi was a little strange. Such a terrible sword made him unbearable.
Smake it.
It seems that except the wound on the chest, other places are still complete.
Although there are suspicion, it is even more impatient to Kun Yuanzi, which means that there is an absolutely unimaginable secret on Long Xiaoshan. He will beat the limits of the god whip, and tough the sword to approach Long Xiaoshan step by step.
Finally, Kun Yuanzi arrived next to Long Xiaoshan, and when he raised his hand to grab Long Xiaoshan, he suddenly felt what the void fell down.
He raised his head.
What I saw was a petal, like snowflakes, slowly falling down, falling on Long Xiaoshan, and then hidden in, disappearing.
Is that?
Kun Yuanzi's face was slightly condensed. He raised his hand and grabbed a petal. Then he felt that the petals were nothing. The petals directly passed through his hand and landed on Long Xiaoshan.
More petals fall from the air, fluttering, and soon, it becomes like a goose feathers.
Constantly falling, hidden in the body of Long Xiaoshan.
On the body of Long Xiaoshan, it seemed to have covered a layer of five lines of light, green, red, black and white constantly interlaced. Kun Yuanzi was an old monster who had lived for more than a thousand years.
I recognized these petals and changed the color.
smallpox!
This is the Avenue ceiling!
Only by mastering the complete avenue can the smallpox fall. When the sky was appeared, there was a different image of the ceiling falling, but isn't Long Xiaoshan dead?
He died under the sword of Tianji Zizi.
How can a dead man fall, and the light of the Daolong on Long Xiaoshan is getting stronger and stronger. The void vaguely has a roar of the Avenue's roar, running through the world.
All this made Kun Yuanzi feel strong.
He raised his hand and grabbed the body of Long Xiaoshan. When he touched Long Xiaoshan's body, a green light burst out from the chest of Long Xiaoshan, bang!
Kun Yuanzi was flying out directly, and the powerful shock was spit out.
At this time, Kun Yuanzi discovered that Long Xiaoshan's chest seemed to have something, as if it was a bottle.
This is absolutely abnormal.
Kun Yuanzi's face was changing, and his eyes were revealed, and he waved directly to the flap, and smashed all his strength towards Long Xiaoshan.
The beating whip fell on the Long Xiaoshan, and the more horrible green light burst out.
Alas!
Kun Yuanzi flew out like an artillery shell, and even the whipping was shocked. His five internal organs and six ornaments were broken, lying on the ground, and vomiting blood in large mouths.
The more green light seems to be attacking, the heavier the rebound.
At this time, Long Xiaoshan was entrusted by an invisible force, and it continued to float up. On the sky, the avenue smallpox was like snow, sprinkled down, shrouded all thousands of miles.
Such an alienation has shocked countless Kyushu monks.
"What is that?"
The old Kyushu monk shocked: "This is the Avenue smallpox. Only a complete avenue can make the smallpox appear. Who is it? Is the ancestor of Tianyi come out again."
Everyone looked at it, but saw a five -line road lingering.
"It's Long Xiaoshan!"
"He, he is still alive?"
Countless people saw that figure, and shocked.
As the ceiling fell, the infinite vitality rushed from all directions, and even the power of the dragon veins at the bottom of the Kunwu Mountains also came out, like a mighty long dragon, rushing to the figure on the sky.
Such a magnificent image does not even lose the power of the heavens and the earth just now.
The vast aura of whistling on the sky, hovering around the body of Long Xiaoshan, becoming a huge vortex, like the eyes of God, Long Xiaoshan, the tall green wood ancient trees emerged, the crown opened the world, the crown opened the world,
The branches spread, covering the sky.
The aura of those branches in the crazy swallowing vortex.
There was a thunderous sound on the sky. When I saw the sky, a black line rolled, and the earth became dim and boundless. It was an infinite thunder cloud that gathered from all directions.
Suddenly, the square was thousands of miles, and it became dark and chaotic.
Among the thunder clouds that cover the sky, the rough lightning is like a thunder dragon, and a horrible ending atmosphere is filled.
At this time, the Kyushu monks above the earth were all shocked.
Many of them are familiar with this scene.
Heaven!
This is the road of the road!
Is Long Xiaoshan going to rob the robbery?
This situation can only be explained in this reason, but the robbery is too scary that day, and what they experience is not a concept at all.
The general Jindan Tianjie, Lei Yun shrouded hundreds of miles.
Even if some top Tianjiao calamities are caught, Lei Yun is up to a hundred miles.
At this time, the thunder clouds on the sky shrouded thousands of miles, and the terrible ending atmosphere was more than a hundred times stronger.
"Is this the robbery of Tianjun?"
Someone groaned in his throat.
"It must be, only the Yuan Yingtian robbery may be so scary!"
"Tian Na, Long Xiaoshan was not dead, but it was going to be a robbery.
The voices of countless people are like a wave, roaring.
(PS: This book is not finished, don't interpret it too much, read it with confidence)