In this online game world, I suppressed it for sixty years

Chapter 11 Eternal Night Glass Nether Sky

Inside the Bajiaoping.

In the wide field.

The two sides that were at war were about to stage a scuffle, but at this moment, a strong sense of coercion filled the air.

"When did it become the turn of our Murong family to be bullied like this by cats and dogs like you?"

A cold voice struck everyone's hearts like a drum beating their hearts.

At the right time, the scattered snowflakes falling from the sky seemed to be forbidden, and even the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a lot, making people feel an indescribable chill.

thump……

The top ten great masters suddenly knelt on the ground with a slap, their whole bodies trembling, they were nervous, but they were also struggling desperately...

thump—

It was like the sound of footsteps appeared, each step was like a towering mountain, weighing heavily on everyone.

Only the members of Murong's family were surprised.

Some players secretly looked up and took a breath of cold air. Sure enough, a beautiful woman like a fairy came slowly from the sky.

It seems that the steps under the jade boots are light and flying, but every step is like stepping on everyone's heart, making people feel trembling.

The surrounding atmosphere seemed to freeze, and everyone present felt an invisible pressure, as if time and space were stagnant for this sudden visitor.

The ten most serious grand masters also lowered their proud heads like dogs at this moment.

But there are still those who refuse to accept their fate.

Among them, Fan Tiancheng raised his head reluctantly, and when he came into contact with that beautiful figure, his eyes widened.

In the end, he gritted his teeth with difficulty and spit out a sentence:
"Murong Qingxian!"

These four words seemed to have some kind of magical power, which immediately made the atmosphere in the field even more depressing.

Those great masters who were still struggling to support almost collapsed to the ground, their hearts were full of fear and despair.

Murong Qingxian, a legendary figure in the Murong family.

One of the original six saints in heaven!

Title: Yongye Liuli

It has been more than 30 years since she appeared in the Six Realms, and there are rumors that she has passed away to pursue Emperor Lu Yuan.

Unexpectedly, not only did it appear now, but it was also as young as the portraits circulated before.

Whenever someone mentions the former Murong Qingxian, it is really thunderous and frightening.

In the eyes of everyone, they have no chance of getting any rewards in this battle of the relics, because the appearance of Murong Qingxian has already doomed the outcome of this battle.

"Oh, there is actually someone who knows me!"

Murong Qingxian's tone was cold, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with an incomparably sharp edge.

Fan Tiancheng just opened his mouth, but he didn't even have time to move his throat. He groaned a few times, and only had time to say "I..."

Then it went straight and there was no sound!

The great master who was in the world just disappeared without saying a word?
fear!

All of a sudden, it filled everyone's minds, and no one knew whether they would be the next Fan Tiancheng.

Suddenly, at this moment, a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, covering the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a huge aura came from the dark clouds, making everyone present feel a sense of crisis no less than that of Murong Qingxian.

Murong Qingxian also looked at the sky in the distance, she seemed not surprised and said: "Heh... I thought you couldn't hide?..."

The dark clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and a terrifying pressure came from the dark clouds, making everyone present feel an unspeakable fear.

Okay~_~……

Everyone felt that the feeling of death on this day was as rich as that of a lifetime.

If he can leave alive, he will never have to worry about being forced to blow for the rest of his life.

Following Murong Qingxian's words, an old voice came from the dark clouds: "Murong Qingxian, I didn't expect you to be alive. It seems that the rumors are really unbelievable!"

The mist is lingering, and the sunlight penetrates the gaps in the leaves and falls on the ground to form mottled light and shadow.

At this time, an old man came from the sky, with a kind smile on his face.

The old man's hair was as white as snow, long to his waist, with a few strands of silver in it. When the breeze blows, the strands flutter in the air, appearing mysterious and solemn.

His eyes were as deep as the night sky, as if he could see everything.

Although his face looked a little old and wrinkled, it didn't look like old age.

Tang Yong, the ancestor of the Sword Sect, is more than 380 years old.

As soon as he appeared, many people recognized him.

Jianzong is a top power that has existed for thousands of years, and it is currently the only super sect in the Longevity Domain, which is similar to the status of a real superpower.

Each of the six domains has a superpower.

The normal lifespan of ordinary people in Xunxian Six Realms can easily exceed [-], not to mention practitioners like warriors, normal innate masters have a lifespan of [-].

Tang Yong is a well-known warrior in the Nirvana realm, and he has just entered old age in terms of age.

Seeing his appearance, several of the great masters were visibly happy.

"It seems that I am still alive, you are surprised?"

Murong Qingxian didn't seem to be too emotional about his appearance. She lightly touched her with her jade fingers, and saw a great master opposite her covering his heart and letting out a painful cry before falling to the ground.

This scene frightened the remaining great masters, and they quickly asked Tang Yong for help: "Ancestor, help us."

Several forces among them have some relationship with Jianzong. Although they are not subordinate forces, these forces often show love to Jianzong.

So when they saw him, they thought they were saved, but Murong Qingxian had no scruples and ran over another one at will.

This human life is in her hands, as if it is worthless.

"You are worthy of being one of the six saints in heaven. One person can defeat tens of thousands of armies. It can be said that the heart is like glass, and disasters are inevitable, and the eternal night is filled with the underworld!"

"You see, they all know that they are wrong, why not let them go, anyway, this matter has nothing to do with them."

It seems that they are praising Murong Qingxian, but in fact they still want to save them.

"If it's just you, you can't keep them."

"Haha, Old Tang, let me tell you that you can't control her!" A hearty laugh seemed to cut through the weird atmosphere.

"A witch is a witch."

"Good! Good!"

In the blink of an eye, five more Nirvana warriors appeared on the scene one after another. The situation on both sides seemed to have reversed?
After they appeared, everyone at the scene felt relaxed.

But it was Murong Qingxian who withdrew her mental pressure after these people appeared.

The warriors of the six nirvana realms are indeed very powerful.

"You guys are unified now, heh—"

"It's just to protect the group and keep warm. Nether Sky and Eternal Night Glazed Glass dominate the world. It's really like the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!"

The person who spoke looked younger than Tang Yong. He was wearing a dark green robe and a golden belt around his waist, which was inlaid with emerald green gems, shining brightly.

The cuffs and hem of the robe are embroidered with ancient runes, shining with a faint light, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

Although he said it with the meaning of self-deprecating, but looking at his nonchalant eyes, you can tell that it is just talking.

Even with a little pride.

"Two more..."

Murong Qingxian still said calmly.

Song Zhenpeng seemed to know what she meant, and said without thinking, "Yes."

　(_)come on

　　
　
(End of this chapter)