Chapter 488: What qualifications do you have to die?

Chapter 388 What are your qualifications to die?
Among the big ones.
Murong suddenly looked desperate. He sat on a piece of dead wood, his eyes were red, like eating people. He never understood why the Yunmen had to kill the killers. There seems to be no conflict between them.
And he is even more reluctant to face the end of Liu Shushu being killed, although he has been unable to recover such a situation.
Su Can died, and the cloud was unconscious. Even Yu Lingtian suffered a minor injury on the fourth day, but he could only lead the Xuankong Zong to have the power to kill the past, because he would fight for everyone. He wants to resist the terrible killing for everyone.
How can he bear so much alone?
"Shu Shu!" Murong suddenly closed his eyes in pain, but in the next second, Liu Shushu fell into a pool of blood, his eyes looked desperately at the sky, and this scene was deeply stabbed. he.
"No, Shu Shu will not die!" he said with a grin.
However, there is a voice in his heart that tells him that this is a lie and can only deceive himself. The wind is very powerful. It is difficult to resist in the realm of the Emperor Wu, that is, the first-level Wusheng can also resist. However, if compared with Yun, Su Can, Ling Feng will be eclipsed, definitely not an opponent.
In this case, is it possible for Lingfeng to block the lore of the cloud?
It is impossible at all!
"Sister, you said that if Shu Shu, Pity are still alive, they know that we are being chased, will they come?" Suddenly, Murong suddenly thought of a terrible problem, he caught up with Murong Qiulan Asked in a hurry.
"This..." Murong Qiulan's body was stiff, bloodshot eyes, and looked at Murong for a moment.
Obviously, this is a problem she had not thought of before. The sudden death of the cloud door is so sudden that they are caught off guard, and Shu Shu has entered the wilderness and secrets like a sinking sea, no news, even they can not find a point. Traces, but the pity is only later came in, will it be ignored by the cloud door?
If this is the case, Pity and Liu Shushu know that they have been chased, all the way to blood, and so many people have died in battle, will they come to rescue?
Salvation, that is the act of an idiot, Liu Shushu naturally does not have to say, her strength will only become a cannon fodder, just like an egg, a stone, even a spark is splashed, the strength of the child is not weak, six months ago It was closed, and now I am afraid that it is also the third and fourth level of Wu Sheng, but that is not the opponent of Yunmen.
Both vertical and vertical are dead!
"I hope they will not make idiots!" Murong Qiulan's eyes suddenly dimmed, whether it is pity, or Liu Shushu are very simple and kind, even if they are accompanying them to death, they will certainly come.
Just like that, the whole Xuankong sect must be buried in the wild.
"I also think this is an idiot!" Murong stunned his hands. He didn't want Liu Shushu and pity to come, but his heart was faintly hopeful. He knew that with his strength, he could not kill. He just wanted to see her again at the moment of death.
That's it!
......
It is dawning, dawning, even if the yin mountain under the cloud is cold, people can see the bright light, and then the beautiful sun will break through the gaps of the clouds, and fall into this wild forest.
Even the hot sun can't dispel the haze of their hearts.
"thump!"
Suddenly, from the end of the wild forest, a person rushed over, his head was shed, his blood and blood were both dry, his blood was like a drop of water, and he continued to roll down, which made his face of Yinglang become very white.
Although his footsteps are embarrassing, but the speed is very fast, a few breaths rushed to the side of the crowd, one fell to the ground, the big mouth spurted blood, the flesh and blood of the body also instantly rolled up, blurred, and some places exposed Mori White bones.
"Ling Tian brother!"
The people were shocked and rushed over. They looked very anxious. They didn't think that Rain Lingtian would hurt this level. For a long time, he was the of the younger generation, an unbeaten myth, but today he The bones are going to be scattered.
"They... can't come back!" Yu Lingtian sighed and hoarsely snarled.
For a moment, the noisy wild forest was quiet again. Many people shed tears of blood in silence. Rain Lingtian came back alive, but the disciples who followed him left could never return.
They are all dead!
This is a sad news, so that they can see the pain, and Murong Qiulan, Murong suddenly fell to sit on the ground, staring at Rain Lingtian, his brother is also dead!
Their hearts are full of anger and despair, but they are also extremely desperate. Even Yu Lingtian has been hurt like this. With the strength of Murong Lan Yu, you can have the truth to come back.
The world is dead, the air is thick and scary, and people are breathing and getting muddy.
"This is the last day."
Soon after, Yu Lingtian said with a dumb voice: "We have been insisting for five days, but we still can't see hope. It is bound to be a dead end, so we can only rush outside."
"Although the cloud gate is terrible, there is at least a hint of hope. I will do my best to kill a road for you. If you run away, don't look back, you can go one."
"Ling Tian brother!" Someone screamed and cried.
"Ling Tian brother, you don't want to take risks. We are in this cold mountain. If the warriors of the Yunmen Gate come, we will die and we will be dragged into the swamp and the quagmire, even if we are mysterious. Zong Quan is extinguished, but also let the cloud door pay a terrible price." Murong said with a transpiration.
"Stunned, don't mess around!" Yu Lingtian yelled. "Sue can die, the cloud is fainted to this day, even your big brother Murong Blue Rain can't come back. Why do they want to do this?"
"Because they can still see hope, they don't want to bury all the disciples of Xuankongzong in the cold, they are going to die for you, and you have the right to die."
The iron skeleton, such as the morning bell and the drum, knocked on everyone's heart, made his face shy, and his heart was filled with something called moving.
Yes!
On this road, there are so many disciples who have paid their lives for them, all for their death. In order to let the Xuankong Zongxiang inherit, then they have the qualification to die.
What qualifications do they have to fight?
Even if this is the last slanting sun in the evening, they must hold tightly and rush to kill the battlefield, even if all the war is dead, then he is right, the brother and sister who died for them.
Even if they all died, but Xuan Kongzong's temperament is immortal!
"War, although we can't compare with Yun, Brother Su Can, but I don't fear death!" Someone shouted loudly.
"Go to the cloud door, don't think that it is our Xuankong sect to bully."
"Kill, be sure to rush out!"
......
For a time, people are crazy and arrogant. The grievances and fears of these days have gone to hell. The Xuankong ancestors are all iron-clad men. Even if they know that they must die, they must fight!
This is the blood of the warrior!
"I admire your courage, but this is just a car, an idiot!"
Suddenly, several voices rang from the barren forest, followed by a figure, and the figure flew out quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of everyone, and the black pressure was on.
They came from all directions, completely suffocating the people, and the momentum of the body was completely rushed, so that the whole forest fell.
"The cloud door, you come exactly, today my Xuan Kong Zong will not die with you!" Murong suddenly yelled.
"Kill one without losing, kill two and earn!"
During the time, everyone pulled out the weapon, and the power of the Emperor and the Holy Light swooped out like a shell, killing a few people headed by the Yunmen.
"Oh..." The air was stirring, and an old tree was uprooted. The power of the people was very strong, but the power had not yet arrived, but the ground had cracked.
Crazy kill!
"The banyan tree only." Then Li Fengyi waved his hand, and the warriors around him suddenly swarmed and greeted the Xuankong sect.
"kill!"
Murong Qiulan tied the faint cloud behind him, holding a sword and killing it. She has already broken through the Wusheng realm and naturally has to be stronger than other disciples.
What makes people desperate is that the swordsmen of the Yunmenmen are too powerful, most of them are Wusheng. In one fell swoop, they completely suppressed them and completely fell into passiveness.
No, not because the cloud door is too strong!
But because in the previous war, most of the real masters of Xuankong Zong have been tragically killed. Like the genius of the Wusheng realm, except for the seriously injured Yulingtian, there are only four or five people left by Murong Qiulan. It is.
"Booming..."
The big forest explosion, the stray limbs flying, the ground formed a horrible big crack, extending far away, and the air is filled with layers of blood fog, even mixed with five internal organs, it looks Miserable.
"Kill, kill..."
Murong Yuran, Murong Qiulan and others completely killed the mad, constantly slamming, hoping to kill a road from the siege of the cloud, but was killed back and forth again, covered in blood.
And the rainy sky also supported the climb up, the light of the body awakened, the holy light illuminated the dark and faint world, he flew directly to Li Fengfeng, even if he died, he would die with dignity.
"Booming..." The war broke out at a glance, and Li Fengjian’s sword rolled out a rain, and Yulingtian also smashed the strongest momentum. The two battles continued to evaporate the swamps not far away.
The yin wind bursts, everything is blood-stained, and Xuan Kongzong one warrior gradually goes to the dead. They can't resist the attack and kill of the Yunmen. According to this momentum, they will all die here.
"I am not willing, I hate!" A disciple screamed and watched as his body was opened from the middle, blood mixed with the intestines, adding a touch of sensation to the war.