Baihua Valley suffered a catastrophe that had never happened in a thousand years. The disciples in the valley fell one by one. Blood flowed into rivers, the fragrance disappeared and jade fell, and the blood surged into the sky. The white clouds shed tears for it, and the heaven and earth were moved. On one side, there was massacre, and on the other side, they vowed to die.
The disciples are like moths to the flame...
"Let's go, let me go, don't rush up any more..."
Luoying's heart was bleeding and she cried out. The elders' eyes were red at the moment. They gritted their silver teeth and yelled loudly at these disciples to leave them alone and let them escape. However, those disciples still killed them desperately.
They came down, but the difference in strength was too great. Before they could get close, they were shot into blood mist and rain of blood by the two elders of the Yin Yang Sect who looked like murderous gods.
"Luoying, I will give you a chance now. Collect the flowers from the altar, come over voluntarily, and serve this Holy Son. I will spare the lives of the disciples in Baihua Valley..."
At this moment, the Holy Son of Yin and Yang looked gloomily at Luoying among the flowers on the altar. Although she was wearing a half-black mask, she could not hide her peerless appearance.
"Of course, there is also your Valley Master. As long as you, master and disciple, truly submit to our Yin Yang Sect, we will let them go..." Pharaoh said in a conspiratorial tone.
"Senior Sister, don't listen to this person's lies. As long as the Valley Master, the elders and you are here, there is still hope for Baihua Valley. It is not a pity for us disciples to die, so kill me!"
A woman in blue, holding a long sword in her hand, shouted loudly, and led several disciples to charge forward again.
"I don't know whether to live or die, do we have to pile up the corpses in Baihua Valley?" Elder Mo snorted impatiently, and smacked it with a big hand containing terrifying spiritual power.
"No, don't..."
Luoying cried out sadly, this woman in blue was a good sister of hers, named Lan Meng. The two had a very good relationship in the valley and respected her very much. But now she was watching her die for him, which made Luoying very upset.
He drank and struck with the ancient sword in his hand.
"Hmph, without the altar flower, you are completely vulnerable. It's just a dream to save people..."
Elder Mo snorted coldly, his voice vibrating like thunder, directly deflecting the ancient Luoying sword. Lingwu's big hand cut through the space, whizzed past, and took pictures of the woman in blue and others again.
"Sister, I will still be your junior sister in the next life!"
The face of the woman in blue was oval and extremely delicate. At this moment, she saw the mountain of spiritual power pressing down on her, suffocating her. She felt bitter in her heart. She glanced at Luoying and saw that she was only half-step through the psychic. At this moment, the spiritual power in her body surged wildly.
He moved, raised his sword and drew a cold light, then chopped off the big hand.
"Strike an egg against a stone, hum..."
Mr. Mo snorted disdainfully, and the shocking spiritual power passed by like an autumn wind sweeping down fallen leaves. First of all, several female disciples were shot into blood mist, and they didn't even have time to scream, and the long hair of the woman in blue was...
The sword was broken inch by inch, the spiritual power collapsed, and the big hand pressed down on his delicate body mercilessly.
"Blue Dream!"
Luoying couldn't help but scream miserably, but she didn't dare to leave this place, because she was protecting the Valley Master and the elders. She had reached the limit and was unable to save her. Seeing that her good sister was about to die under the care of this elder named Mo.
The palm turned into blood mist.
"boom……"
At this moment, there was a sudden roar, and the big spiritual hand that was hitting Lan Meng collapsed, and at the last moment, it was shot away.
"Kick, kick, kick, kick..."
The elder named Mo took a few steps back, his face changed drastically, and he looked at the place where the energy dissipated in disbelief. A young boy appeared, dressed in white, with black hair shawl. He was looking at him indifferently, and he couldn't help shouting.
, and those in Baihua Valley were also stunned. They did not expect that there would be reinforcements. After all, the Yin Yang Sect was too powerful, and no one in the entire Central Territory wanted to be their enemy.
"You...are finally here!"
When she saw the person clearly, tears flowed down her beautiful eyes. Looking at the young man, her heart was turbulent, and she had the urge to lie in this man's arms and cry bitterly.
"Is it you?"
Saint Son of Yin and Yang couldn't help but change his expression when he saw the man appearing in front of him. He shook the woman away from him and looked at Luo Tian. Of course he knew Luo Tian. After all, he also participated in the gathering of all races in the Tiangong. But these two elders
I didn’t participate and I don’t know him.
"Holy Son, who is this person?"
The pharaoh was looking at Luo Tian with a serious expression at the moment. He could tell that Luo Tian was a little guy in the early stage of psychic life, but he had just casually neutralized the power of Elder Mo's palm. His strength should not be underestimated, even though Elder Mo
That palm did not use all his strength, but it was still extremely powerful. The opponent was only in the early stage of channeling, but he could easily resolve it, which really made him a little incredible.
"Friends of Wanku Mountain, this is a matter between our Yin Yang Sect and Baihua Valley. Do you also want to get involved? I know you are quite capable, but we are not the trash from Yuhuang Mountain. Be careful of getting angry..."
The black and white robes of the Holy Son of Yin and Yang were making a sound, and his eyes were like the cycle of yin and yang, flickering on and off. He looked at Luo Tian, and his tone was a bit sinister and terrifying.
"I didn't expect him to come at this time..."
Elder Su looked at Luo Tian and whispered to himself, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. As for Luo Tian's strength in the battle at Nantianmen, she knew that with him here, it would be impossible to kill these people, but she should be able to rush out and retain some.
The fire of Baihua Valley.
Luo Tian's eyes were terrifyingly cold at the moment. He glanced at the scene, frowned deeply, and then looked at Lan Meng behind him: "They are not a fight you are interested in participating in. Just retreat..."
"yes……"
Lan Meng looked at this man who was not too tall. In front of her at this moment, it was like a majestic mountain, shielding her from the wind and rain, making her feel like a dream. She nodded subconsciously, but Luo Tian had already
Came to Luoying's side.
"I'm sorry, I'm late. Leave everything here to me. I will pay them back double the losses suffered by Baihua Valley today. When the time comes, we will count how many sisters have died. I will ask them to compensate ten for each!
"
Luo Tian came to Luoying, stretched out his hand to help her wipe away the tears on her face very naturally, and said softly, leaving Elder Su, Hongxia and other elders stunned.
"Um……"
Looking at the man in front of her, the faint smile was like a spring breeze blowing on her face, but she had strong self-confidence. There was a strong chill surging deep in her eyes, which made her tone a little more choked up and left her speechless.
"What's going on with them?" Luo Tian finally looked at Elder Su and the others, gestured slightly to Elder Su, and asked softly.
"There is a traitor in Baihua Valley. The Valley Master and the elders have been hit by the Yin Yang Sect's spiritual power powder and cannot gather their spiritual power. It will take three hours to resolve..." Luoying said softly.
"That's it. Let's share this with them. They should take care of things. Well, protect them and leave the rest to me..." Luo Tian finally smiled, then turned around and looked.
Looking at Saint Son of Yin Yang and the two elders, their eyes suddenly became extremely cold.
"The people of the Yin Yang Sect are really capable. They actually used such despicable methods to bully a bunch of female prostitutes. Kneel down and I will give you a good pleasure!"
Luo Tian said indifferently. Even he felt a little numb after seeing such a wanton killing. He was even more disgusted when he saw the disheveled appearance of the Yin Yang Saint. This man actually did such a thing in broad daylight.
Luo Tian was truly angry.
"Boy, have you finished showing off? A small person in the early stage of psychic communication is actually talking so shamelessly here. Let us pay ten for one. You are so loud. No matter who you are today, I will kill you first...
"
The pharaoh said indifferently at this moment, stretched out a big spiritual hand and grabbed Luo Tian.
"Pharaoh, be careful, this person is no small matter..."
The Holy Son of Yin and Yang couldn't help shouting, and at the same time his eyes were changing between yin and yang. He rubbed his hands together, and a powerful wave of yin and yang spiritual power came out, and he attacked Luo Tian first.
"Despicable, two people attacked one person at the same time..."
The Hongxia elder under the altar flower couldn't help but change his expression when he saw this, and cursed loudly, after all, Luo Tian's strength is only at the peak of the early stage of psychic, but the opponent is a late stage psychic and a middle stage psychic. The difference in strength is too big.
Huge disparity.
"I said that the Yin Yang Sect does not need to choose a holy son. Choose one and I will destroy the other. You are really stubborn!"
Luo Tian's cold voice sounded, and his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot, but his voice still stayed in place. The next moment, he appeared behind the Holy Son of Yin Yang and slapped the man hard with his palm.
"roar……"
The Holy Son of Yin and Yang roared, feeling something strange behind him, and without turning around, a yellow thing flew out and blocked it behind him. At the same time, he flipped his palm and launched a Yin and Yang move. The spiritual power fluctuated extremely strongly, rolling in like a
The power of both Yin and Yang realms are all blessed on it.
"It's useless, I will make the Yin Yang Sect no longer have a Holy Son!"
Luo Tian's voice was extremely cold, and he still clapped his big hand. There seemed to be no terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, but the terrifying Yin-Yang spiritual power river of the Yin-Yang Holy Son actually dissipated automatically when it met Luo Tian's palm.
Luo Tian stepped forward, took a photo of the yellow shield-like thing.
"Sususususu..."
Debris flew, and the yellow shield was instantly ground into powder.
"This...impossible..."
The Holy Son of Yin Yang was shocked, and in an instant he once again raised three or four defensive weapons and blocked them in front of him.
"die!"
Luo Tian shouted loudly, and a series of rustling sounds were heard, like ice and snow meeting boiling water, melting instantly, and Luo Tian still slapped the Yin Yang Holy Son hard with his palm.
With a "pop", the body of Yin Yang Holy Son flew up like a broken piece of cotton wool and fell heavily to the ground. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and pointed at Luo Tian. There was an unbelievable look in his eyes. Then his arms drooped and his head fell.
One twist, the opportunity was lost, and the third Yin Yang Son fell!