Chapter 445: Please enter the urn

He hadn't finished his words, the original quiet formation suddenly shook up, and a roar came out, causing all the black mist to rush like a raging wave in the sea, and the momentum was terrifying and terrifying!
"The violent soul was awakened!"
Song Zhang looked pale.
With the appearance of the roar, the infinite pressure fell down like a nine-day drop, the tremor of the void, the hunt of the wind, all the ghosts together, the ghosts flowing around suddenly gathered together, like a long river of black, constantly dancing crazy collision Xiang Linfei sword array, the world is cracking, and the black mist is wrapped in the wild sand, and everyone is terrified. Even Wan Wanzong and the Jiuhua people who were trapped here early have not encountered such a situation. !
Immediately, deep in the deep black, a pair of red eyes like a lantern suddenly appeared, and the light penetrated from the infinite black, and dyed the top and the surroundings of everyone to a dark red color, as if ocean, Rolling and surging, terrifying and terrifying, mixed with the roar of fighting roaring from the distant battlefield, suddenly turned this formation into a human purgatory!
Horrible coercion came from all directions, a shadow higher than the mountains came out of the sea of ​​blood, step by step, and brought the coercion to the peak of the ghost king, and the shadow came out of the black mist After that, everyone was trembling.
It is wrapped in blood all over the body, as if completely made of blood. It looks terrifying and terrifying. It holds a long black sword with hundreds of feet, and there are countless fierce ghosts around the body, killing the fierce spirit, almost breaking through the world. An astonishing murderous opportunity swept in, and as each step of it fell, it caused a tremor. When it came to the crowd, the red eyes condensed and the long knife was raised high!
According to rumors, King Qinglong's generals, violent, with the power of a knife, can destroy 10,000 troops.
"what--!"
Chen Rui was facing the big sword, facing the fierce murderous intention, his terrified face was white, and the extreme fear made him sacrifice the two life mirrors in his hand, the light flashed, and a light and shadow exactly the same as Chen Rui appeared!
The long blade of the soul formed by the blood light turned around, and really abandoned Chen Rui, turned to the light and shadow, Chen Rui stiffened and stepped back step by step, he took a step, the huge head suddenly As soon as he moved, a pair of red eyes stared at Chen Rui and others.
I rely on it, Chen Rui came out from behind with cold sweat, and was spotted!
The soul roared loudly, and the infinitely bright light suddenly burst out on the dark long knife. The huge sword that was hundreds of feet away from the palm of the soul, and the blood was swarming from all directions, and it fell into the long knife. The blood was blooming, and in the overwhelming blood, the long sword was tens of thousands, and thousands of swords covered the sky, covering hundreds of people such as Lin Fei!
The terrifying blade is about to fall, as if death came to the side! The timid monk scared his eyes...
Lin Fei glanced at Chen Rui, who had been stunned, and shook his head: "The two-life mirror is not used this way."
With that, Lin Fei stepped forward and stood in front of the people, facing the huge soul. At the same time, when he thought about it, the two mirrors suddenly vacated, separating the three directions of the people, but the palm-sized mirror was pouring in and out at the moment. The long stream of light and shadow shone everyone into it!
In the next moment, tens of thousands of Daomeng attacked like a shower and wind. If they were hit, it would be that the real people of Jindan Jiuzhuan have nowhere to live!
brush!
Just when the sword fell, hundreds of lights and shadows suddenly appeared from the interweaving of the three mirrors, replacing everyone and becoming the soul of the sword!
At the same time, Lin Fei passed through the sword to split the yin and yang, splitting the void, and a burst of tornado swept hundreds of people in an instant. These people had not even recovered from the shadow of death, they saw the scenery around him. changed!
The thick black mist faded away, the ghosts disappeared, and the white sky light replaced the tens of thousands of swords that killed their lives. What they saw was the cracks in the broken mountain they were familiar with...
"We... are we out?"
I don’t know who asked such a question, the voice trembles, with incredible shock and surprise of nine lives.
Hundreds of people fell halfway through the wind, most of them were terrified...
The scene was a bit out of control, some were laughing, some were crying, or hugging, or thumping on the chest, everyone was venting the fear and sudden joy accumulated in their hearts, and when they had been waiting outside the dark fog, the apprentice ran over At that time, chaos reached its extreme.
Fortunately, however, Xu Jie and Lu Fang and other sober elders tried their best to control the situation, and they did not completely lose control. They commanded the disciples outside to take away the injured and go to treatment...
Lin Fei looked at such a scene of turmoil, and touched his nose, thinking that people are now excited, and certainly not in a mood to talk about business, he waved at these people and took Liu Tong and Chen Rui back.
Until half an hour later, Xu Jie and Lu Fang arranged everything, and when they recovered, they realized that they had forgotten Lin Fei, the big benefactor, and then went to find it. There was no one. The two remembered what Lin Fei said, and the conditions of saving people that they didn't know so far. Suddenly, they were agitated, and quickly went to their respective teachers to discuss...
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Early in the morning of the next day, Wanzongzong Song Jiao, Zhang Jiu and Jiuhua School Li Guang, walked together on the streets of Kyoto in the Black Dragon Kingdom. Both of them were dressed in robes, with long hair and high demeanor. I couldn't see the embarrassment of yesterday.
The two were silent all the way, with few expressions on their faces, and their eyes were dull, and they didn't know what they were thinking. They walked slowly, and stopped before touching the gate of the Jinpai's courtyard.
The front door was wide open, obviously waiting for the guests.
Song Zhang glanced at the door, then turned to look at Li Guang around him, and said with a bitter smile: "Please enter the urn."
Li Guang's expression was also inexplicable.
After a day and night of tossing and pondering yesterday, how did they not know, they were deceived from the beginning, first by the people of Jinhai Pavilion, and then by the people who touched the gold faction, and lost to the martial arts. I almost lost everyone's lives, but if it is really pursued, it's just that the public is justified...
Moreover, no matter what, yesterday it was a fact that Lin Fei shot their lives and saved the lives of many disciples of the two major factions. Today, no matter what conditions the other party mentions, they have no refuting position.
I knew it was a pit, but I had to jump, beat my teeth, and swallow blood...