Strongest Sword God System

The cold wind bursts, the ancient altar all around is as calm as a stagnant water.

Under the altar, Bu Jingxian dashing eyebrows slightly frowned, there is a faint worry in the scorpion of the world.

The bewitching’s gate of blood refining stands in the wind, and the scarlet-blooded blood light renders the autumn winds sinister.

Liu Zi’ang corner of the mouth, with a touch of sneer, the corner of his eyes passed carelessly through Bu Jingxian’s side face, looking at Nalan Chen: “gate of blood refining has been open for a few moments, so far no one Come out! Oh, it looks like this blood refining is unexpectedly fierce, I don’t know how many people can come out!”

“Brother Liu is worried about the lang?” A Hundred Ruler Sect thin old man feels a sparse beard, lightly said with a smile.

Hear this, Liu Zi’ang raises his head and sings with a smile : “Brother An is joking, but the dog strength is not in the top of the Langya outer sect, but it should be simple to survive in the Blood Refining Space. thing.”

“This Liu is just worried about the other variants of Langya Sect, especially the cultivation base. Some of the low definitions, 唉, the Langya sect disciple that died in the past few years is not tens of thousands!” Liu Zi’ang is a bit sorrowful, It seems that I really can’t bear the pain of Langya sect disciple in the Blood Refining Space, but the people present are all elders of the different sects, who will be stupid enough to believe that Liu Zi’ang, who has the butcher’s name, will have compassion.

Nalan Chen doesn’t say with a smile: “The road to Martial Path is destined to be covered with blood. If the area’s blood refining can’t be carried over, what qualifications are there to qualify for the Martial Path? The Blood Refining Space is just a means of elimination. Remove those wastes!”

Life and death are so cheap in the eyes of these people. Listening to the chats of Liu Zi’ang and Nalan Chen, the sings of the sects elder are all looking at Bu Jingxian. Liu Zi’ang and Nalan Chen did not name the surname, but they all guessed that the so-called cultivation base’s low definition, waste, etc. refers to Su Bai, the son who used to be a demon to make them tremble for a lifetime.

“Su Ying!” The face of the thin old man flashed a smile, which was like a moon in their time, which made the contemporaries eclipse. “Is this a retribution? Sing Finger Five Sects You, the descendants are so bad!”

There is such a thought that not only the thin old man, but also the thought of the other diverse sects elder, but there is no regret in their eyes, but there is a kind of taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune.

Dozens of Langya sect disciple stood behind Bu Jingxian and others, and everyone was sorry.

The name Su Ying has become a taboo in Langya Sect, and he has won the phoenix song, Sword Finger Five Sects, the legend that once set Langya at the top of Five Sects.

“He is a descendant of Senior!” A young Langya Sect inner disciple whispered, a little angry on the tender face.

“Yang Qi, many times life is down, fate is not something that I can control. I can only say that he unfortunately became the fairy and blood of Senior!” A young woman is like a cold plum, standing in the quiet autumn wind, slender The long skirt will be vividly and thoroughly, the woman’s slim eyebrows seem to be awkward, and the white and delicate delicate pretty face is a little pity, perhaps what is thought of, the woman’s eyes are dim.

“But Senior Sister Jinxuan, if fate is really doomed, why do you want Martial Dao Cultivation? My generation is Martial Dao Cultivation, for the heaven defying change, the fate is like the fingerprint in the palm of your hand, instead of giving in fate!”

“He is a descendant of Senior. He should not be insulted without the existence of Senior!” Another young man is screaming at the dashing eyebrows. Some hate iron is not a steel road: “It is not fearless, but foolish to know that it is dead.” To die, why not retreat, ten years of grinding a sword!” Hearing this, a woman known as Jinxuan, soft and slender eyebrows slightly knitted, like a mountain-like clear scorpion stopped at the bewitching scarlet gate of blood On refining, this door is like the mouth of a giant beast. It has swallowed countless creatures, and the teeth are lightly opened. He muttered with his own audible voice: “If you are not desperate to see the light, who is willing to choose The road to death!”

Listening to the whispers of the younger generations, Liu Zi’ang and Nalan Chen corner of the mouth all had a smile, and Liu Zi’ang looked at Bu Jingxian, who was frowning, and smiled, pointing to the previously screaming Hundred. Ruler Sect old man said: “everyone knows that this Liu is not only interested in Martial Path, but also involved in gambling. Today is a little bit of interest. I want to open a village. I don’t know if everyone can be interested in participating?”

“Bet!” In Grave Dream Pavillion, a man with a rough face and a majestic man’s eyes was slightly bright and interesting: “How to gamble?”

“Just sect disciple first step out of gate of blood refining, gambling which sect disciple survived the most people?” Liu Zi’ang said.

“Since it is a gamble, what is the ratio?” A young woman who still has a charm, the voice is crisp and swaying, and the half-like transparent veil can’t cover the graceful body.

“Four to one, this Liu is sitting in the village!” Liu Zi’ang lightly said with a smile.

“Brother Liu is a good calculation. There are Five Sects in the room. Your dealer is simply a winner!” The speech is Blade and Sword Pavillion elder. His whole body is meticulously decorated, and his deep scorpion seems to be able to see through the world. .

Liu Zi’ang looked at the person with a faint look and said: “This is not the case. Everyone is betting on the size of the bet. If anyone believes in the discipline under the door, it will not be my seller. “That said, Liu Zi’ang’s corner of the eye swept through several elders and disciplines of Heaven’s Edge Pavillion, saying: “Like Heaven’s Edge Pavillion, I heard that most of the differences in the Blood Refining Space are Outer sect elite!”

Paused, Liu Zi’ang smiled with a little smile: “If everyone has no confidence in their direct disciple, they can also take the rest of the sect!”

The rest of the sect! The unusual sects elder in the field looked at Liu Zi’ang with a slight disdain. If he was so wrong, he would not say that he had sect disciple’s heart. After returning to the sect, he did not condemn it.

“I am going to take a thousand Good Fortune Pill, bet Heaven’s Edge Pavillion disciple is the first to take out the gate of blood refining, and at the same time take a hundred Heavenly Astral Pill, bet my Heaven’s Edge Pavillion survived the most disciples!” The long-awaited Heaven’s Edge Pavillion elder Suddenly started talking, full of confidence.

Good Fortune Pill, Heavenly Astral Pill, these are not comparable to Qi Condensation Pill, even those inner disciple, only get a Good Fortune Pill every month, let alone Heavenly Astral Pill, if Qi Condensation Realm disciple has Heavenly Astral Pill That impacts Heavenly Astral Realm, twice the results for half the effort.

“Oh, Brother Qin of Heaven’s Edge Pavillion is so discouraged, my Hundred Ruler Sect can lag behind, two thousand Good Fortune Pill and one hundred Heavenly Astral Pill, all on my Hundred Ruler Sect!” Old man lightly said with a smile.

“Then my Grave Dream Pavillion also held two thousand Good Fortune Pill and a hundred Heavenly Astral Pill!” The young woman with the charm of the past, laughing and laughing, the beautiful nephew staring at the ancient altar, its temperament is no less than Hundred Ruler Sect Old man.

The middle-aged people of Blade and Sword Pavillion can’t be weak, and they say: “I am holding a thousand Good Fortune Pill and a hundred Heavenly Astral Pill, and I am on my Blade and Sword Pavillion!”

In total, there are 6,000 Good Fortune Pills and four hundred Good Fortune Pills. Even Liu Zi’ang with a smile, there is a rush of breathing, not nervous but a little excited, which is doomed. It is a stable and profitable business, and it is possible to kill. In his opinion, the first to take out the gate of blood refining is Langya Sect disciple, Qi Qingshan.

“Qi Qingshan, you don’t let Father down, once you lose, Father is destined to go bankrupt!” Liu Zi’ang squinted with a little playful smile, standing in front like a long spear-like straight silhouette , said: “Elder Bu, can you bet on bets?

“His life is from no matter what is the first, as his son, it should be the same, why Elder Bu is not in the hands of Su Bai!” Nalan Chen Lingsen’s cold face rushed to a smile, “I took a Good Fortune Pill on Su Bai and bet that Su Bai was the first to take the gate of blood refining !”

“A Good Fortune Pill!” The look of everyone is startled, and then everyone laughs, looking at Bu Jingxian with a gaze.

“A thousand Good Fortune Pill!” Bu Jingxian indifferently said, turned around, staring at Nalan Chen with a little chilly look, “being on Su Bai!”

“Elder Bu can be thought of, a thousand Good Fortune Pill is also a small number!” Liu Zi’ang lightly said with a smile.

“Why, don’t you dare to pick it up?” Bu Jingxian glanced at Liu Zi’ang and said indifferently.

“Why don’t you dare to pick up, Elder Bu is so generous to send me thousands of Good Fortune Pill, this Liu can’t refuse!” Liu Zi’ang face with a big smile, he did not expect Bu Jingxian actually because of Nalan Chen If you are excited, you will bet.

Without paying attention to Liu Zi’ang’s gaze, Bu Jingxian’s eyes fell on the gate of blood refining.

The rest of the different sects elder, looking at the envious eyes of Liu Zi’ang, this is a more stable sale, even Nalan Chen is also a little envious of the tone: “Zi’ang, congratulations!”

“Nalan can also bet if you are interested!” Liu Zi’ang said with a smile yet not a smile.

“If I put a thousand Good Fortune Pill on Qi Qingshan, would you agree?” Nalan Chen met Liu Zi’ang’s eyes and the two smiled.

“Thousands of Good Fortune Pill!” stood behind the Langya sect disciple, secretly clicking on the tongue, which can be exchanged for how much sect contribution value, especially when I heard Bu Jingxian put thousands of Good Fortune Pill in Su Bai When I was on the body, I shook my head and sighed. Elder Bu was not giving Elder Liu a medicine pill.

The deafening sound of the waves bang bang, the sea breeze with a little steam.

Bu Jingxian, Liu Zi’ang, Nalan Chen and others did not move, even those who had closed their eyes at the moment opened their eyes at this moment, staring at the gate of blood refining, adding a color head, everyone on this gate of The result of blood refining is also a little more expectation.

However, after a while, the scarlet gate of blood refining was still dead, and no one appeared.

“What happened?” Liu Zi’ang was awkward and screamed: “It’s been so long, no one has appeared yet!”

“Patience and so on, every time the gate of blood refining is turned on, there is no bloody battle!” Nalan Chen lightly said with a smile, looked up at the distant sects elder, deliberately lowered the voice: “With Qi Qingshan, The sect disciple that can take out the gate of blood refining this time is very few!”

“It’s also true!” Liu Zi’ang nodded. As he thought about the thousands of Good Fortune Pills that were about to arrive, Rao was his, and his heart was a little hot, and he muttered: “There are these Good Fortune Pills, once Dong’er stepping into Qi Condensation Realm doesn’t have to worry about medicine pill!”

“Bai’er!” Bu Jingxian whispered softly, looking up at the vast sky: “Old Bro, I hope you can protect Bai’er from being safe and sound!”

Terrifying on the spot, just in the moment when some people are about to lose patience, the scarlet bloody giant door suddenly has the slight sound of the foot on the cheekbones, and after listening to this footstep, everyone’s eyes are It’s slamming, looking at the gate of blood refining, and even some disciples squinting at the toes. Which kind of discipline would it be?

Rao was the vulture sects elder of the previous laughter. He did not hold the fist, and his eyes stared at the scarlet gate of blood refining.

After half a ring, the footsteps are getting closer and closer, and many people’s hearts are also pēng pēng speeding up.

Even if Bu Jingxian, breathing is rare, there is a rush. If the first one is Langya sect disciple, it means that Su Bai may still have a chance to survive.

“It must be Langya sect disciple!” The subsequent Langya Sect is also clenching the fists. After all, this is the time when sect glory.

Under the gaze of dozens of eyes, a silhouette slowly appeared in the eyes of everyone, this silhouette is scarlet glare…