Hundreds of horses were killed and splashed blood at the same time. The brutal neighing seemed to be the blooming root of this blood flower.

I can't see who started first. Perhaps the hundreds of people were hitting the horse's neck hard. The instant burst was just a little bit hard.

The whitest snow and the brightest red blood I didn't expect that the first wave of blood on the battlefield was actually the horses'

The blood fell and the men in black were all covered with the whistling of the wind. The smell of blood began to spread quickly and spread throughout the battlefield. It could inspire infinite compassion and compassion in people's hearts, and also inspire infinite violence and cruelty in people's hearts.

When the blood fell like blood rain, the group of men in black suddenly roared like wild beasts, as if they were activated and ferocious beasts. The infinite resentment that rose up in the blood burst out with infinite anger.

At this time, it seemed that everything had achieved the effect of Yang Sheng's satisfaction. He gently fell down his arm as if he was doing the most understatement day by day.

Then, the men in black robe behind him moved and made a "sweeping" sound on Thin Snow, heading towards the group of people led by Uncle Hui.

At the beginning, the slow pace gradually accelerated and when the two sides were less than 100 meters away, the people from both sides suddenly ran at the same time, and began to approach quickly like thunder.

Here, the sound of chanting scriptures was like the angrily singing of the Vajra, which seemed to have some enlightenment, and gradually became clear. A golden light mixed with a faint blood color.

At that moment, I wanted to close my eyes to escape the collision of fate, but my feet were moving onto the big stone. My eyes began to stare at the center of the battlefield. No one could escape. But I was the same fate that I should be the one who should be on my body. The important task that fell on my body was to be dependent on my body.

My eyes were calm as the two sides approached quickly, just like a black sword and a white spear, finally colliding in a fragment flying, and then quickly merged

No one shouted, no one roared, Mr. Hui, who was the first to bear the brunt, met Yang Sheng's men. One of the men in black was the first to be one of them. Both sides raised their fists silently and landed on each other's abdomen.

The movements are fast and do not dodge or avoid. The first collision should be like this. Then, the dull "bang bang bang" sounded like the lowest elegy, and finally kicked off the battlefield. It was the sound of fists colliding with muscles and fists colliding with fists.

Silent like a silent drama, but intense like a volcano finally erupting

The continuous chanting of scriptures began to become fierce and the sacrificial sacrifice of the Wu family became extremely unrestrained. However, it seemed like singing a war song. The old leader pulled off his cloak and began to stand in front of the Heavenly Punishment Array, shouting loudly: "People who painted the array, blood sacrifice."

Blood Sacrifice, another blood Sacrifice. I saw those who were burying their heads and drawing the array. They raised their hands calmly, and silently used special techniques to make moves. Then, accompanied by the most intense muscle collision in front of them, they also made dull "dongdongdongdong" sounds.

It was the sound of hitting the chest and a muffled groan. The brightest red blood flowed out of the corners of the mouth and was piously wiped into the hands and turned into strange symbols drawn on the forehead one by one.

"The person who sets up the formation with the word "Feedle" please show the formation pattern here. "The person who spoke loudly was Uncle Wang. It was the first time I saw cynicism. He always made a bitter expression. With such a solemn expression, he was about to start offering sacrifices.

Everyone's face became sluggish and a mouthful of blood in their hearts. However, no one had any emotion on their faces. It was calm like a deep pool of water without wind blowing through it. It was natural that the blood sacrifice was like this.

Chengzhen dropped the pen of the formation in his hand and looked at his solemn master this time, slowly wiped away the tears from his eyes, and she walked towards me. I silently stretched out my arm and held her in my arms. She cried in depression in my arms and shouted softly: "Senior brother, I will stick to it, I will."

I nodded silently and I understood what she wanted to stick to? The snowflakes that finally accompanies me are like dots of background, but the most cruel battlefield reflected in my eyes

Dull, silently falling, then stand up, then fall, fists fly one by one, one foot shadow intertwined, the purest wing breakout and blockade

No need to roar, what saves is every minute of strength, the bloated muscles, the wide eyes of the knotted blue veins, the silent shouting

The first person spewed out blood. When his chest was under heavy punches, his fist silently penetrated the abdomen of the enemy in front of him. The result of Yang Sheng transforming the discolored flesh and blood under the liquid.

Is this transformation worthwhile if the shattered mask is no longer silently exposed like a human face? Why?

A man who was sitting cross-legged with a cross-legged mantra began to silently pinch his hands and make a spell very quickly, and then his face quickly paled, and a crack appeared silently in the clay man in front of him.

What they received was the blood-spraying warriors, and once again they were brave and endless support. As long as there was still the life of the word "Meizhi", these warriors would get endless support.

At this time, no matter how stupid you are, you can know that every person with the word "正" is responsible for several warriors. The clay carving in front of you proves that when they are broken, it is when the word "正" is used to support your life.

Around the Heavenly Punishment Array, huge copper lamps began to be ignited. The flames lit up, and then a burning burst sound was made in the wind.

A silent momentum began to flow accompanied by a kind of compassion and compassion that you can feel when you close your eyes. It was a blessing that was borrowed by using the secret method to borrow the blessing of the heavenly way. The right way had the qualification to borrow such blessing.

Although I clearly see that those people with the two meridians of the life and divine seem to be a little older, but they are so against the will of heaven, and they are just so good people who bully the heavens or not, not to mention that they are a group of warriors who defend the way.

Brother Chengqing stood among the crowd, looking lonely, looking at the burning copper lamp with infinite grief in his eyes. This time, he turned around and walked towards me. His face was exhausted and vicissitudes.

I looked at him, he looked at me and then he said to me, "Chengyi, I have no master to say goodbye, but I am very happy that he was quiet in the place of long sleep he wanted, but this does not mean that he does not have what he wants to do. I brought some of his strength. He stubbornly asked me to do this before he died, and I have been keeping this secret."

As he spoke, Brother Chengqing opened the fist that he had been clenching. It was a precious soul-raising wood in his hand. I seemed to understand something, and my heart suddenly felt so painful that I couldn't breathe.

"Uncle Li" Chengqing suddenly fell softly on the big stone and tears kept falling. He wanted to shout, but turned into a murmur Uncle Li

My eyes were constantly turning red and sore, so I could hardly blink. I seemed to see an old man who was about to pass on the secret technique unique to the old Li family. It was like the secret technique of the master, stripping away my soul

He might not be able to do that, but he could still strip him of some points, and force his apprentice to do this because the long-term calculation of heaven, earth, and fortune-telling made him expect that one day he would participate in a battle.

This wish is so strong that I would rather let my soul enter the cycle of reincarnation and come to participate again. I will lead the growing masters, apprentices and nephews side by side with my senior brothers and juniors.

"Uncle Li, Uncle Li" I was so dazed. I couldn't figure out again whether I was a Taoist boy or Chen Chengyi in pain, and even dared not speak, because swallowing would cause a sore throat!!

On the contrary, Brother Chengqing was very quiet, but he stood beside Brother Chengxin, leaning against the big stone like him, standing around me like guardian.

There was a constant sound of horse hooves, and Yang Sheng's people kept coming. This time, some cultivators were very busy and they were building something similar to an altar.

Among those practitioners, I saw one by one like the legendary evildoer
Chapter completed!