Gate of God

The powerful breath makes the eyes of the five elders green like jade.

However, when all the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion saw such a scene, they knew in their hearts what price the five elders had paid.

Because, while the characters between the five elders became brighter, there were several wrinkles around the characters, and even the body of the elder five seemed to bend slightly.

The source of the Tao is the root of the Holy Realm's comprehension of the Holy Realm, and it can stimulate the final potential of the Holy Realm's body at a very obvious cost...

Life, old.

If it is not forced to a desperate situation, which powerful person in the Holy Land is willing to sacrifice these two points?

Even when the elder Five was cut off by Fang Zhengzhi's arm before, he did not take out this big wild Tianteng because the arm can slowly recover.

And once the great wild Tianteng came out, it means no longer irreversible.

The five elders moved, and at the moment the characters in the forehead lit up, they also ushered up towards Yan Xiu.

After each light burst out, it turned into a crystal-like spike.

Almost in a flash, nearly a hundred spikes came together to form a thorn sword composed entirely of spikes and shot directly towards Yan Xiu's heart.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise.

Nearly 100 spikes burst instantly.

The two silhouettes were almost at one touch, and then, Yan Xiu, who had originally rushed to the five elders, also quickly backed away, the blood-red light and the black breath constantly entangled.

"Boom!" Yan Xiu's body fell to the ground, and the white jade broke apart, revealing a huge pit full of one person.

"Have you won?"

"The five elders used the source of Dao Ben, even if Yan Xiu became a fallen Shura, it should be impossible to stop it?"

"No, he stood up!"

When the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion looked at Yan Xiu, who fell on the ground, they were all relieved subconsciously, but soon they also found that Yan Xiu stood up from the ground again.

The speed is very fast, it seems that the previous blow did not affect him at all.

However, everyone clearly saw that there was a terrible wound on Yan Xiu's body, which was wounded by nearly a hundred spikes.

However, the wounds were healing at a strange speed at the moment, and as those wounds healed, the black breath surrounding Yan Xiu became more and more intense.

"Yan Qing, you and I will stay in the future!" Nangong Mu also spoke towards Yan Qing who rushed towards him again at this time, with an obvious anxious abnormality in his expression.

"Is it for a friend?" Yan Qing's fist stopped.

"Yes!" Nangong Mu said firmly.

"But you should know that once the war starts, there is no possibility of stopping, and some only lose and win!" Yan Qing's eyes were fixed on Nangongmu, as if he had not noticed the changes in Yan Xiu's body not far away. same.

This is a concentration.

Like the concentration of the beast when it sees its prey.

Nangong Mu didn't speak anymore, but held the hands of the blue and blue swords but squeezed subconsciously.

"You can win me and save your friends, or wait for me to win you, and I will help you save your friends!" Yan Qing said while walking towards Nangongmu step by step again Come.

"Then lie down!" Nangong Mu nodded his head, no longer meant to stop the truce, his hands were tight, and the blue and blue swords were also wide open in his hands.

Close, then keep.

Open, then attack.

When the blue and blue swords in Nangongmu's hands opened wide, he also greeted him, just like a winged eagle, he cut directly towards Yan Qing who rushed towards him.

"Shuanghe!"

As Nangong Mu shouted, there were also blue and blue lights in the sky, and there were two crossing lights between the two colors.

That is Jianguang.

Since the sky fell, one blue and one blue.

"cut!"

The sword in Nangongmu's hand fell on Yan Qing's fist, and a picture of blood mist exploded. Even Yan Qing, under the double-headed chop, his fist was still directly cut.

Blood splattered and bones were broken.

It can be seen that Nangongmu's strike is abnormally sharp.

However, at the moment when Nangong Mu's double slashed on Yan Qing's fist, Yan Qing's other fist also moved, and it seemed that he was not affected by the blow just now, and it was directly bombarded in Nangong Mu. Belly.

"Boom!" A dull sound.

Then, Nangong Mu's body also fell heavily to the ground.

And Yan Qing quickly withdrew a full five steps after being able to stand firm, but, just as he retreated, the fist that Nangongmu cut open also made a whimperous noise.

The blood is still there, and the flesh is broken.

but……

The broken bone inside has healed completely in an instant.

"Immortal... It turns out that it is immortal!" Nangongmu's eyes looked at Yan Qing's fist with bone healing again, and seemed to be thoughtful.

"A strong sword, but it has no effect on me." Yan Qing's fist that was cut open tightly, letting the broken flesh hang on it, and then also said: "Know I don’t have friends, and I don’t think I need friends!"

"I used to think so!" Nangongmu's eyes were deep: "But it wasn't until I met Fang Zhengzhi and Yan Xiu that I knew that a person can have friends!"

"Can there be friends? Hahaha..." Yan Qing smiled suddenly, his dark skin shone with the crystal glory under the sunlight: "What's the use of friends? Not even relatives will be useful, let alone friends?" "

"How can you be without relatives?" Nangong Mu asked rhetorically.

"So, is it discarded after birth?" Yan Qing's eyes shone with a beast-like fierce light: "One year old, after detecting that my body could not store the power of the source, my loved ones abandoned me And, still discarded in the darkest forest!"

"Can't store the power of the source?" Nangongmu's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, and it wasn't until now that he woke up and Yan Qing had not used any source of power.

Pure physical strength.

There is no fluctuation of the source of power at all.

Yan Qing didn't explain the problem any more, but looked up slightly, as if he continued to say to himself: "Man and the beast have to survive together, there are two conditions, one is strong enough, the other is proficient in animal language, and I saw them when I was one year old, but at that time, I didn't have these two conditions!"

"Then how did you survive?" Nangong Mu was puzzled when he heard this.

"Actually, I didn't survive, or, to be more precise, I was swallowed into the stomach by a "Yuebao"!" Yan Qing heard Nangongmu's words, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Very cold.

"Swallowed in the belly?!" Nangong Mu's expression was startled, because even he, when he heard such rumors, could still imagine the scene at that time.

"Yes, I swallowed it in the stomach, and then, I broke open its stomach and came out of his stomach, and I became one of them." Yan Qing nodded.

"..." Nangong Mu didn't speak again.

He has always known that Yan Qing was raised by a group of beasts, but he did not know that this kind of raising was actually established under such conditions.

Perhaps, only the first genius known as the Jiwu dynasty, Yan Qing, known as the indestructible monster, can survive in that situation.

"When I came back from the forest, they all called me savages until... I defeated them one by one, with these fists!" Yan Qing said here, the bones on his body also kept clicking.

"You are alone!" Nangong Mu suddenly said.

"No, you are wrong, I am not alone, the meaning of my life is to become stronger, I want to tell everyone that without the power of the source, the same can be strong, and you, very good, but, but not my opponent "When Yan Qing said this, his body moved again, and he walked towards Nangongmu step by step.

And Nangongmu also slowly stood up from the ground. The blue and blue swords in his hands were tightly gripped, and the eyes were shining with blue and blue.

Cooperate with the scar on the face.

Nangong Mu's expression is also a little bit grim.

"Is it your opponent? If you don't give it a try, how do you know!" At the same time Nangongmu's voice fell, the people moved again, and a brilliant light broke out on the blue and blue swords: "Your talent is'indestructible' ', and my "Blue and Blue Shuangjue" refers directly to the one, which is called "Destroy!"

"Destroy? Very good!" When Yan Qing heard Nangongmu's words, his expression was slightly stunned, and then he also showed a very excited light.

...

At the same time, Yan Xiu once again rushed to the five elders.

The red light on the original itself has been getting darker and darker at this moment, almost completely turned into black, and even half of the eyes that shone with red light turned into an abyss black.

The extremely evil breath radiated from Yan Xiu's body.

The speed is extremely fast.

"Falling Shura, it really is the same as the legend!" The five elders looked at Yan Xiu before reaching Yan Xiu in front of him, and the Great Desolation Tian Jing in his hand also stabbed out again.

Only this time, at the moment when his Dahuang Tianjing thorns out, a black breath rushed out of the ground, and it wrapped around his arm holding Dahuang Tianjing.

This made the Great Elder Tianjing stabbed out by the five elders obviously deviated slightly.

It was this trace that caused Yan Xiu's body to flash through this thorn. Then, the silver blood fan in Yan Xiu's hand also swept directly on the chest of the five elders.

"Thorn!"

A blood stain appeared on the chest of the five elders, and bones could be seen deeply. The bright red blood poured out of the blood stain, and there was a dark breath flowing in the blood stain.

The sizzling sound rang from the blood-stained wound.

This also made the five elders' faces pale and their bodies suddenly receded, but Yan Xiu's body disappeared strangely at this time.

Instantly escaped to the ground.

Very weird scene.

It was like suddenly falling into the dark asura hell.

At the next moment, the five elders felt a force of terror coming from behind, which was a shot of him from behind, with a surge of immersion power.

"Poof!" Elder Wu's body flew forward, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood was sprayed from his mouth again, dyeing the broken white jade ground to a bright red.

"So strong!"

"Fall to Shura, as Shura, too strong!"

"If you go on like this, the five elders have no way to control him!"

The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion looked at this scene, and a chill came out of their hearts. They naturally saw the very strange scene just now.

Fall into darkness.

This strange attack method is unheard of.

"Master!" The eyes of the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion also looked at the master of Tiandao Pavilion at this time. In addition to eagerness, there were also deep pleadings.

When Mu Qing listened to the voices of the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion, a pair of fists seemed to squeeze subconsciously, not speaking, but he didn't shake his head again.

"No, Yan Xiu must be stopped!"

The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion saw Mu Qingfeng did not answer, and also guessed Mu Qingfeng's current thoughts.

If the previous battle between Fang Zhengzheng and the five elders was a private matter.

So now...

When Yan Xiu became a fallen cultivator, he completely broke away from the scope of private affairs. Even if Mu Qingfeng didn't speak, they knew what to do.

Because, once Yan Xiu has really lost his mind completely, then the entire Tianshu altar can become a Shura purgatory and blood flows into rivers.

The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion didn't hesitate anymore, rushed out quickly, rushed towards Yan Xiu from all directions with a very fast speed, and pointed the sword at Yan Xiu.

When Mu Qingfeng saw this scene, he also chose silence.

There is no stop.

"Quick, stop Yan Xiu first, not to make him really fall into Shura!"

"If you can't stop it, then beheaded!"

"Here is the Heavenly Pavilion, how can a puppet who loses his will start a killing ring here!"

The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion shouted loudly as they passed towards Yan Xiuwei, and with their voices, all the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion were divided into four positions.

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From the four directions, he made a sword towards Yan Xiu.

Fang Zhengzhi's current state is very bad, his vision is extremely blurred, and the sound in his ear is like a heavy drum sound, which makes him unable to think at all.

However, he still felt the breath of his disciples.

"Ah!" Fang Zhengzhen's mouth gave a painful hissing sound, and then, his mouth also spurted a mouthful of blood, such as rain blood, spilled on the innocent sword.

The faint purple light is on again.

"Yin!" A loud chant like a dragon sounded, and then a purple light also rushed to the sky. It was a purple Tamron swimming in the sky. Two faint red lights lit in Tamron's eyes.

Heavy rain, falling.

Or, that is not really a rainstorm, but countless purple lights falling from the sky. Each purple light is a sword light.