Chapter 441 (2/2)

The old man with white hair sits in the center of the blood cloud, surrounded by a group of blood cloud warriors.

In front of the old man is a bloody red gourd with auspicious cloud patterns.

From the mouth of the gourd, Ran Ran's blood clouds came out and merged into the surrounding blood clouds.

For a long time, the old man with white hair, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked to the East first. There was a roar of thunder and it was deafening.

When the thunder light is near, it can be seen that the sky is full of purple clouds and smoke. In the purple clouds and smoke, there is thunder light from time to time.

Purple thundercloud to near, with the blood cloud far away, the same stop, not rush forward.

The old man with white hair nodded slightly and closed his eyes again.

Neither side seems to care about the key to speed.

I don't know for a long time, in the northern sky, suddenly there is a huge fire swept by, the rolling fire turned into a sea of fire in an instant.

In the sea of fire, many fire crows appear in a series of formation, as if to burn the sky and boil the sea. The power seems to be even more violent and powerful than blood cloud and thunder cloud.

The old man with white hair opened his eyes again and said slowly, ”now that the three families have arrived, let's do it.”

In the fire crow formation, a voice rang out: ”before you start, make up your mind first to avoid internal strife and make qinglongshanzong laugh.”

”Is everything the same as previously agreed?”

The white haired old man in Xueyun said: ”yes, shanchen's blood essence, everyone has a share. Our Xueyun sect wants to keep that shanchen. In exchange, our sect gives up the Qinglong blood and its bone chain to Baolong.”

Within the thundercloud, there was a thundering sound: ”in addition to the blood essence of shanchen, I want the keel chain.”

The voice in the fire crow formation sounded again: ”I want the blood essence of shanchen and the blood vessels of Qinglong mountain.”

The old man with white hair said: ”in the western regions, the three families are equally divided. Everything is the same as agreed before. Qinglongshan sect and Xuehe sect have become history this time.”

”The rest of the forces attached to Qinglongshan clan, Shunchang rebelled!”

In the voice, the previously static blood cloud, thunder cloud and the sea of fire vibrated together, melting into a torrent of destruction, moving westward together!

There are rebels on the road, blood cloud, thunder cloud and the sea of fire, all of a sudden disappear.

There are disciples of Qinglongshan sect who are firm and unyielding, vow to die and resist the enemies who come.

But the gap between the two sides is too big. In the blood cloud, there is a flash of blue light, and the martial artists of Qinglong mountain are different.

Some saw that the enemy was powerful, so they had to retreat and escape.

But in the twinkling of thunder, he caught up with the retreating disciples of Qinglong mountain sect, smashing them into pieces and leaving no mouth to live.

Some disciples of Xuehe sect fled, and a cold hum was heard in the raging fire: ”Qi practitioners?”

Under the fire, the disciple of Xuehe sect was immediately burned into coke, with no bones left.

The torrent of destruction, sweeping the land of the western regions, straight to the Qinglong mountains.

All the disciples of Qinglong mountain sect and Xuehe sect have been killed. Those who dare to stop by other forces will not stay.

Where the torrent rolled over, the voice of death sounded: ”Qinglong mountain sect and Xuehe sect are protecting the disaster and calamity that afflict my whole floating world. Today, the three of us jointly encircle Qinglong and help the world, and the rest should not be mistaken!”

All of a sudden, the three big men sat upright and all of a sudden, their eyes flashed slightly, looking far away.

In the distance, there was a light suddenly.

”Who are you from?” Cried the old man with white hair.

In the light of the sky, there was a quiet voice: ”me? I should be what you said, the disaster that will affect the whole floating world