Chapter 6767: Western Great Wilderness

Pinch the persimmon to pick the soft pinch, bullying and fearing is the natural law that has not changed.
Numerous people in the crowd laughed and supported the "slaughter" of justice in their hearts.
The blood of the Nancheng Alliance flows into the river, crying and crying, and many practitioners are squatting. Use life to defend the right path of the world. They remember the words before the death of the great elders.
Killing, crying, all kinds of taboos are endless. What has to be shocked is that even with such a powerful attack, the entire Terran holy city has no cracks on the ground, and there is no slight damage.
After all, every brick is made from the stars of the heavens, filled with the masters of the great powers.
The vast and infinite stretch of the vast Terran Holy City, which is a thousand miles away, is insignificant compared to this war.
The stars of the stars are running, and the beautiful starlight falls on the wilderness of the city, which is somewhat contradictory to this unilateral slaughter.
"Brothers kill, kill these rebels."
"Kill, maintain the supreme dignity of the city of Murong."
"Treason the Murong city master, kill innocent."
"Mu Rongcheng is the monument of the holy city of my people, and dignity cannot be humiliated."
Shouting and killing, after a few hours, the ground is full of dead bodies.
The big star refining bricks were stained with blood on the ground, and the massacre has entered the final stage.
Almost all the practitioners below the sneak peek are all killed, the eight strong ones are left, and the low-level cultivators are all turned into cannon fodder.
The wind, thunder and fire, the four people put up the five-line flag, the current situation has no need to use the five-line flag.
The four looked at the corpses on the ground, and the cultivators who were involved in the slaughter.
There is a weird feeling in the heart, while lamenting the appeal and prestige of Murong Jianqiu, and the righteousness of the heavens and the earth is only the strongest, and the situation determines everything.
Murong Jianqiu, the horrible existence of the three great demons in the Wanxue City, which was destroyed by the saga, was the name of the glory of the people of the Holy City after the First World War.
The other practitioners of the Holy City did not know, but the hearts of the four of them were very clear.
Murong Jianqiu is still alive, but it has become a waste, and the only reason to live is nothing but the secret of Samsung’s unity.
Therefore, the four people are also fearless and fearful, and they can be rebellious and slaughtered.
Only the remaining 100 South City Alliance strong people are surrounded by a group, each person is bloody, and the atmosphere is disordered.
But no one has retreated, no one surrendered. This is the way in their hearts!
Looking at the companion's body lying on the ground, the eyes of more than a hundred people showed boundless anger and deep helplessness.
They know that the general trend has gone, and the Nancheng Alliance, which has survived for more than a hundred years, finally became the history of Murong Jianqiu.
They hate, can't wait to kill the enemy, hate can not trace the footsteps of Murong Jianqiu.
"The great elders, if there is a reincarnation, the next life will fight again!" A strong singer who sneaked into the eight major screams, screamed in a flash, and ignited the fire of the soul.
"If there is a reincarnation, let's fight again!"
"If there is a reincarnation, the next life will fight again!" The heroic words of the heroic rushing to the sky are facing the destruction of the gods, and none of the more than 100 survivors have retreated.
They burned the souls, and they sublimated and rushed out.
"Booming ......" sounded the sound of explosions one after another, one after another, the gods were destroyed, as many as possible to take away the North City strong.
As everything returns to calm, everything becomes history.
Many practitioners who participated in the siege have rushed to tell each other and rush to celebrate.
"It is said that the elders and the royal powers who have betrayed the Murong city owners are all destroyed today, and one live mouth is not left!
"Is it? Great, the elders have the right to smoke, and dare to betray the Murong city owner, it!"
"Yeah, a friend of mine participated in this chaos and broke the soul of the three Nancheng League traitors."
"Oh, the holy city is too big. When I rushed over, the chaos is over. I hate it. I hate to clean up the traitors for Murong."
Nancheng Alliance, millions of loyalists, for the rest of their lives to pursue the eternal avenue, and fight with the heavens and the earth, and now completely destroyed.
It’s ironic that the name of a traitor is dead and dead, but it’s still a traitor!
No one feels worthless, and at that moment the world is right, the way of the heart is eternal.
Three thousand avenues, every strong one, every practitioner has a way to pursue.
The Nancheng Alliance, the millions of practitioners, have the same line of mind, and even if they are extinct, they will never retreat.
The ruthless road, exhausted countless days of arrogance, buried the eternal age!
Many things that happened in the past, the years gone by. Righteousness and righteousness will eventually return to the right path.
At the same time, the mountains of the city where the capital is located are in the middle of a forbidden place.
The black man's whole body broke out, and he was extremely powerful. In the report of the four people who had heard the wind and thunder, the face showed a haze.
"Ha ha ha!" The black man laughed wildly, and the black air was scattered, crushing the surrounding space.
"Murong Jianqiu, Murong Jianqiu, how do you make a difference? How do you kill three great peers? How about your name? Look at all your followers and see. The holy city of the Terran, which you swear to protect, the hands of hundreds of millions of practitioners are covered with the blood of your believers."
The black man seems to be venting the deep feelings of the back of the heart for a long time, the powerful black gas tearing around, powerful.
In the center of the forbidden land, a group of fires are burning and burning.
In the center of the real fire, a thick gold-plated chain traversing one's cheekbones, the chain is covered with runes, and it is dotted with purple-gold lightning.
That dying, being chained through the body, day and night by the horror of real fire, the thunder and lightning people are famous for the earthquake, the monument of the holy city of the people, Murong Jianqiu.
Murong Jianqiu suffocated, but the fire of the soul has not been extinguished, still burning, if dare to sail in the sea, the candle in the wind is generally uncertain.
After hearing the words of the black man, Murong Jianqiu raised his head in a difficult way. It was a handsome eyebrow, a handsome face, but at the moment it was snowy and even scary.
Murong Jianqiu dropped a drop of blood and tears in his eyes, but he was quickly burned out by the real fire.
"Murong Jianqiu, ten years, you still refuse to tell the secret of Samsung's unity. Even if all the believers of yours are destroyed, including the old stubborn elders who have already died, are you still not willing to say?" Calm down, looking at Murong Jianqiu.
Murong Jianqiu did not respond, but barely looked up and looked at the sky, and the deep eyes seemed to be seen through the ages.
"Okay, if this is the case. I can't kill you, but I can't kill you, but Xiaoyao has already gone out and will kill you." The sky was full of anger, and raising his hand was a few black air swept away.
Black gas is extremely horrible, directly through the real fire and lightning into the body of Murong Jianqiu, Murong Jianqiu face leaked out of pain, made a scream.
"Mu Rong Jianqiu, I have to admire you, you are indeed very strong. In the past ten years, I have tried all kinds of methods and I can't completely destroy your spirit, but ten years ago, I and Xiaoyao could imprison you here. After the year, Xiaoyaozi will be able to wipe out your soul." The heavens are no longer saying, for many years he has been living under the aura of Murong Jianqiu.
The legend of Murong Jianqiu generation, the name of the earthquake, is repaired to the peak of the Eight Diagrams. It is said that it has already touched the threshold of the nine strong players. The calendar is also excellent enough to be a generation of genius, but compared with Murong Jianqiu, it is dwarfed.
The world only knows that Murong Jianqiu has killed three demon kings and guarded the holy city of the people, without knowing his history.
It’s crazy, it’s confusing.
Until a decade ago, he and the Southland Xiaoyao ancestor Xiaoyao colluded with Murong Jianqiu, and then he was seriously wounded, robbed of the four sides of its five-line flag, and suppressed it here.
And Xiaoyao personally arranged the array method, and suffered from the day and night for ten years. Ten years have never completely erased the soul of Murong Jianqiu.
But he can't wait, Xiaoyao has already gone out, and the time of Samsung's unity has become shorter and shorter.
"Liu Tian!" Suddenly, Murong Jianqiu shouted weakly.
A glimpse of the sky, this is the first time that Murong Jianqiu was imprisoned for ten years.
"Are you willing to tell the secret of Samsung's unity?" There were some surprises and some expectations.
The ancient land is old and legendary. This world will have a vision of heaven and earth. Samsung is one of the origins of the ancient land, and it can better explore the mystery of life and death.
Murong Jianqiu slightly shook his head, extremely weak road: "Samsung unity, the scam!"
"Go to hell!" The sky was full of anger, and again a few black air, so that Murong Jianqiu was extremely painful.
Murong Jianqiu said that the calendar does not believe at all, Samsung is one, so the old legend, and the origin of the ancient land, and the reincarnation of life and death.
"Murong Jianqiu, you can rest assured, I must see you after the destruction of the holy city of the people who guarded your life, let you go with peace of mind." Li Tian's face showed a haze of color, and the shadow disappeared in the forbidden place. Among them.
At the same time, at the border of the northern and western boundaries, Ye Qian and Qingyun Laodao, Wang Quanfugui, Xiaoxuanyu continued to fly, and the constant space jump finally completely got rid of the danger.
"I am similar to the old way, we have traveled at least tens of millions of miles." Qingyun Laodao's injury has been restored to 7788, looking at the slightly absurd scenery ahead, shouting.
"Oh." Xiao Xuan jumped on the shoulders of the old road, very excited and happy.
In recent days, the feelings of several people have rapidly warmed up and become a life and death.
Ye Qian nodded and glanced at the endless ridiculous scene in front of him. This is completely different from the endless forests in the south, the splendid holy city in the north, and the dark scene in the east.
The front is the emptiness of the sky, and a sense of desolateness swept through.
"Look at the excitement of small things, we should have arrived in the West. This is the area of ​​the monster, so the small things are very exciting." Ye Qian explained.
"Yes, the western world is a great wasteland, a ridiculous place, here is the paradise of the beast, the forbidden land of the Terran!" Qingyun Laodao said thoughtfully.
"That is respected, seniors, are we going to enter the city of Wanxue?" asked Wang Quanfu.
"This..." Qingyun Laodao also couldn't make up his mind...