Chapter 7115 (1/2)
”You people have been with you for most of your life. In the end, you will inevitably die. If you are willing to stand on my side, maybe the end will not be so miserable.”
The hoarse voice had not finished yet, and the blue killing awn crossed from before his eyes. The holy ancestor of the evil spirit gently turned his head, and a trace of crimson overflowed from the corner of his face.
He stretched out his tongue and licked it. His eyes gradually darkened: ”it seems that you old people have made plans to disobey us!”
With a wave of his hand, Wen Qingshan immediately said in a loud voice, ”Tianfeng Pavilion is up and down, a dead battle!”
”Jie, old man, toast without penalty!”
Another sarcasm came, and the old man of blood devil sect appeared. The cat cried and the mouse looked at the people in Tianfeng pavilion with fake compassionate eyes and shook his head hypocritically.
”Luo Cheng, what do you say?”
The hoarse voice opened, and above the void, a tall and mighty man appeared in the banter of the evil Saint ancestor. It was xueshura Luocheng, the leader of Shura sect who fought with tianxuexin on the maple leaf platform!
”Tianfeng Pavilion ignores the rules of the alliance and colludes with Tiangong Shenjiao. The former has been killed. Today, there is no need to say more, kill!”
Compared with the blood demon old man and the supreme elder of Shenwu hall, Luo Cheng's hostility is extremely dignified.
”Ants try to shake the tree, overestimate their strength!”
The evil Saint shook his head with compassionate eyes, as if regretting that the Tianfeng Pavilion had broken its way, and several major forces defected to the evil temple one after another. The big hand behind the Tianfeng pavilion has long been a must for the Tianfeng Pavilion.
”Your Excellency, give orders!”
When the elders of Tianfeng Pavilion saw the blood demon sect and Shura sect, they were ready to die.
The first battle of maple leaf terrace, the fierce battle between Tianxue heart of Tiangong temple and the temple of evil spirits, they all saw it. Now the old scene is coming again, and everyone's heart is full of the belief of death.
There are so many powerful people in the holy ancestor of the demon. No one can stop these forces from looking at the land of the heavenly palace!
”Wen Qingshan, you can't change the current situation on your own!”
The bloody robe swayed with the wind and set off ripples. For the current situation, he had already won.
He shook his head regretfully, as if he was regretting the end of Tianfeng Pavilion, but the ecstasy on his face could not be covered up.
”In that case, you stubborn old guys, let's go together!”
The cold voice made the final judgment, and ignored the old man in green shirt below. As long as he died, Tianfeng pavilion was the fish slaughtered by the incumbent on the chopping board!
”Bloody rain!”
The evil Saint didn't intend to delay. As soon as he came up, he urged his strongest martial arts. In the past, he used to rely on this move to seriously hurt the zunlingtian family and respect the elderly.
In the twinkling of an eye, the great pressure is on Wenqing mountain. If this move is allowed to fall, many strong people in Tianfeng Pavilion will melt in the blood rain in an instant.
”Forever!”
With a fierce drink, Wen Qingshan suddenly communicated a trace of heaven and earth will under his seemingly thin body. Qinghui covered the hinterland of Tianfeng Pavilion and dispersed the dense blood cloud.
A standing green mountain is reflected in the sky, which is the original defense force of Wen Qingshan.
”It's all in vain!”
Under the blessing of the power of blood rain, the spirit of the holy ancestor of the evil spirit soared. Facing the pressure of the green mountain in front of him, the indifferent color in his eyes did not change.
The seemingly pale face was full of almost crazy ecstasy.
Just a palm gently across his chest, and the ten thousand feet of green peaks reflected over the Tianfeng pavilion are cut off!
”Boom!”
The green peak broke from the hillside, and a corner of the bloody robe was free from dust.
On one side, the old man of blood demon sect and Shura zongluo Chengdu put away their previous look of self-reliance and respect, but they had a shivering feeling.