If the old monster Lin Xuan Xinguo does not come, Ran Fengtian will not come.

Nothing good will ever happen.

Ran Fengtian's heart was very anxious, and Ran Fengtian quickly thought of a way out, so as not to hurt Ran Fengtian's Qingzhi when these immortal bosses fought for many years.

For example, there are many people who think of Ran Fengtian, and even many people have already begun to take... action and flee to the side.

Ran Fengtian thought for a while, but did not act immediately.

Amentai has a long history and deep foundation.

This makes people dare not think about the nine-tailed fox.

If this old devil dared to come, Ran Fengtian must have an accomplice.

Let's see the situation first.

"what"

Alchemists who are good at speed are extremely fast.

Ran Fengtian surpassed a thousand feet in an instant.

Ran Fengtian plunged into the faint blood mist that suddenly rose around him, and saw that his flesh was rapidly festering.

Ran Fengtian saw the bones after a while.

A harsh scream came from Ran Fengtian's mouth, making Ran Fengtiansi terrified.

The screams only lasted for a few short breaths, because the man's flesh and blood had rotted and turned into a pool of pus and blood, and only a corpse was left standing on the spot. .

"what"

The remaining few monks who were slower also rushed to the edge of the blood mist and saw the end of one person.

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At that time, thousands of swords of all kinds were flying like rain.

Legend has it that the Atai sword is the sword of Xuanyuan Dao, invisible and invisible.

However, shock waves have existed between heaven and earth for a long time.

The nine-tailed fox only appears when the weather, location, and people and roads meet.

Amen's here sword, even if it is not the real here sword, still has the flavor of Xuanyuanjian.

This, many swords should be inspired by Xuanyuan's spirit, contained in the firm and gentle Atayal sword, consciously surrendering and following the nine-tailed fox.

Wan Jian is soaring, and the momentum of the nine-tailed fox is great, like rain, it is very spectacular.

Lin Xuan looked at the sword flying in the sky, holding the scabbard of the hidden sword in his left hand.

Ran Fengtian's face was as pale as death: Ran Fengtian just lost his sword, but he didn't notice it.

This is a great shame! Lin Xuan's face is already ugly, but there are many people who look uglier than Ran Fengtian, but those... swords exist.

The lives of several young boys like Ran Fengtian were decided by the sword of a single sword.

Looking at the expressions of the young boys in Ran Fengtian, they looked like their parents who were killed, and their wives taken away. In short, they were engraved with hatred, there were individual differences in their hearts, and there was also severe depression from vomiting blood.

The sword energy of Taijian was a hundred miles away in an instant, and tens of thousands of sword formations flew out of the sensing range of many monks. Just wanted to summon, but they couldn't. They couldn't even see where Ran Fengtian's sword was, so they could only watch helplessly. A colorful rain of gorgeous swords rushed to the huge and terrifying head that was far away.

Not to mention, with the expression of many small shrimps, Ran Fengtian said that facing the shock wave of Tai and the Feijian who was slaughtered in Konglong, the skull was shaking, and a large number of Yin Qi poured out from Ran Fengtian, pouring into the tall ghost in front of Ran Fengtian. like a long ribbon.

As the blessing of the evil spirit spewed out from the skull, the immortal face appeared on the long streamer, roaring up to the sky.

"woo"

All the ghosts were crying loudly, the wind was blowing, the sky and the earth changed color, and layers of ghost energy filled the air. Too much sword energy and tens of thousands of flying swords turned into ghost energy, and the speed was greatly reduced, as if they were caught in the same predicament.

"All ghosts and flags are demons of the eye!"

Countless monks exclaimed loudly and were very scared.

Lin Xuanmeng turned around, the blue-eyed ghost Xuanyuan, Mu Tou heard it, but looking at the people around him, it looked scary.

"Brother Dao, is this blue-eyed ghost Xuanyuan okay?"

Shirley, who didn't know what to do, took Fu immediately.

asked a monk on the side.

The cultivator looked at Lin Xuan suspiciously and said, "Tao, don't you want to raise spirits and people?"

"I come from a divination."

Lin Xuan replied duplicitously, but Ran Fengtian was thinking in his heart that Ran Fengtian did not know Xuanyuan, the blue-eyed ghost, and he was not a person who wanted to win.

The blue-eyed ghost Xuanyuan seems to be famous for his victory over the gods.

"This blue-eyed ghost Xuanyuan was a very evil devil a thousand years ago.

Ran Fengtian slaughtered thousands of real people, cast [-] ghost flags, and turned tens of thousands of miles away into ghosts.

The strange thing is that Ran Fengtian was chased into the abyss of despair by the Tianluzhiluo of Wumen.

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