Chapter 31 is not far from the fall

(First update, please collect!!)

Lotus treasure came out of thin air, crossed their knees and imprinted, and hundreds of millions of Buddhas suddenly appeared in the sky and the sky.

The nearly 50-foot tall resentful ghost king had a headache, as if he had met a nemesis. Almost everyone saw this. With Huankong's extremely angry shout, the disciples of Qianyuzong shot at the lotus treasure in the air, and the front was Huan Shui.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan shook his body and appeared on the side of Lianbao. The long sword in his hand poured like a rainstorm, with a terrible humming sound, and shot at those who attacked him.

Huan Shui held a shining furnace tripod. Seeing this, he threw it casually, and a dark glow shot out of fire inside the furnace tripod, which instantly swept the sword spirit that came to his face. At the same time, with a song of five fingers, gently tapping the furnace tripod, I saw endless mysterious glow gushing out of the furnace tripod again, like fiery red clouds, roaring towards Zhang Yan.

"Inv!"

Zhang Yan snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand drew a natural arc in the void in front of him. As soon as the arc appeared, it looked like a storm whirlpool, gushing out magnificent suction. Those surging Xuanhuo glow seemed to be traction, turning in the direction and rushing in the other direction, where dozens of thousands of disciples were shooting.

This sword style is the [disaster eastward introduction] in the sword formula taught by Hua Qingyu, which is quite similar to the art of moving flowers and grafting wood, both of which are means to use strength and four or two strokes of a thousand catties. At this time, it was used by Zhang Yan, just like Huan Shui attacking the disciples of Qianyu Sect who shot with Xuanhuo Xiaguang.

"Ah!"

There are a total of more than 20 disciples of Qianyu Sect. Seeing this scene, their faces couldn't help but change dramatically and exclaim. It was too late to avoid it, and they were instantly burned to ashes by these mysterious glows.

When others saw this, they couldn't help but burst out and dared not dare to come forward.

"What a poisonous means!"

When Huan Shui saw this, endless anger flashed in his eyes and did not see her movements. The furnace tripod suddenly rose into the sky, and the mouth of the tripod was facing down, and the glow of the mysterious glow poured down.

Those flames seemed to be a turbulent sea of fire pouring down from the air, emitting pure and horrible fire power. Zhang Yan felt the extremely destructive power in it and looked cold. At present, the long sword struggled forward and drew dozens of arcs again with the sword formula. As soon as those arcs appeared, they devoured part of them. The dark fire glow surged in the opposite direction.

Because those disciples of Qianyu Sect did not dare to come forward, these Xuanhuo glows, which were moved by Zhang Yan, rushed to the cloud mountain below one after another.

As soon as he fell to the ground, he instantly swallowed the tall and majestic buildings on the peaks, the squares made of white jade, the scattered flowers and grasses, and even those steep stones were burned in the mysterious glow.

Despite this, Zhang Yan did not dare to be careless at all. The mysterious glow gushing out of the furnace tripod was like endless. Even if he drew hundreds of arcs, he could not transfer all these terrible forces to one side. If it goes on like this, there must be a danger of being swallowed!

"Snow flying down the cliff!"

Zhang Yan no longer dares to retain Zhenyuan, and fully exerts the most powerful and consuming Zhenyuan trick given by Hua Qingyu.

saw the sword in Zhang Yan's hand gently stabbed into the air, and then slap-sized snowflakes fell in the air. The edges of these snowflakes were as sharp as blades, like crazy rotating drills, and the extremely coldness gushed out from them, and as soon as they came into contact with those mysterious fire glow. , just like meeting a life-and-death enemy, it is close to destroying and destroying it completely.

Huan's water turned white and spit out a mouthful of blood. He was unable to support the furnace tripod magic weapon and waved back.

And Zhang Yan was also uncomfortable. He consumed almost half of the demons in this blow, and barely killed the fire glow in the air.

These all happened between the lightning and flints. Before Zhang Yan took a breath, he saw the resentful ghost king taking a big step. His fist wind was like a dragon, drawing nearly ten feet of gray light and smashing it fiercely at Lianbao, who was sitting cross-legged!

The King of Grievance is nearly 50 feet tall. This punch is like a thick black beam of light, accompanied by a sad roar, and the momentum is extremely terrible.

Zhang Yan was shocked and was about to wave his sword to stand in front of Lianbao, but he saw the little guy suddenly open his eyes, and then waved his little hand forward fiercely.

"Fan Lei annihilated the world!"

This action is like a child picking up a stone and smashing it with all his strength, but in Lianbao's hand, a dazzling golden thunder suddenly appeared in the void, almost teleportation, fiercely hitting the head of the resentful ghost king.

Puff!

Thunder drilled into the top of the head of the resentment ghost king, completely piercing the body like a long sword, and a trace of golden arc like a golden snake, instantly filled the whole body of the resentful spirit king.

The punch waved by the ghost king stopped abruptly, and a pair of lantern-like red eyes showed a trace of unwillingness.

"Explosion! Explosion! Explosion!" Lianbao pointed with his little hand and shouted loudly.

Then he saw that the body of the king of resentment ghosts suddenly exploded and turned into thousands of black grievances floating in the air. These grievances seemed to be relieved, making a shrill cheer and bowed to Lian Bao's head one after another.

"With my grand wishes, I will transform the spirits, open the underworld road, and then enter reincarnation!" Lian Bao glanced at the grievances in the sky with a solemn look and did not talk nonsense. His little hand stroked forward and instantly tore open a colorful channel in the void.

"Wait, let's get rid of it!" Lian Bao said slowly in the face of grievances all over the sky.

But those resent spirits seemed to be disobedient and turned into gray light to swarming towards the Huanshi, who was in a trance.

The king of resentment ghosts gathered from 100,000 resentment spirits under the action of the Xuanyin sunflower water flag. At this time, the resentment ghost king was destroyed and the resentment spirit was relieved. There was an extra hole in the surface of the Xuanyin sunflower water flag. Seeing this scene, Huan Shi's heart was horrified.

He never thought that his town's treasure would be destroyed by a little kid, and he never thought that the invincible ghost king would suddenly become so vulnerable...

Suddenly, he was shocked and came to his senses. He saw countless resentful spirits roaring at him with ferocious faces.

He couldn't help but feel numb. Others don't know the power of these grievances, but he knows them very well. Even in terms of their understanding of these grievances, almost no one in the world can be deeper than him.

Because——

These grievances were killed by him and concocted...

At this moment, he couldn't care about horror. Zhenyuan encouraged him to retreat, but he was stunned to find that he was surrounded by 100,000 undead spirits in all directions!

Is it really a causal cycle...

In Zhang Yan's eyes, Huan Shi was completely covered by those grievances, but for a moment, when those grievances dispersed, Huan Shi's figure had completely disappeared.

Zhang Yan secretly sighed in his heart: You can't live because of your own sins.

After tearing up and swallowing Huan Shi, 100,000 grievances poured into the colorful passage and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The channel disappeared, the void recovered as before, and everything just now seemed to have never happened.

The disciples of Qianyuzong were completely dull, and Elder Huanshi also died... Is Qianyuzong really hopeless?

At this time, only Huan Shui is a Yuanying monk left.

She seemed to be completely shocked by the scene in front of her, and she stood there stunned, like a puppet.

Zhang Yan looked at Huan Shui, and a complex emotion surged out of his heart.

When he was at the outer gate of Qianyuzong, he was fortunately sent to the inner door by Huanshui to take care of the herbs in the Lingxu Garden for Huanshui, and even passed on a skill of Qianyuzong to him. Although it was not a great favor, there was no sign of persecuting Zhang Yan after all.

If Zhang Yan doesn't want to kill in Qianyuzong, I'm afraid it's Huan Shui.

Love and hate are clear, mostly so.

"Li Shaojun, it's your turn..."

Zhang Yan pointed his finger at Li Shaojun without hesitation. At this time, he only needed to kill Li Shaojun, and his hatred with Qian Yuzong would be completely relieved.

Li Shaojun quietly fled to the distance after witnessing Huan Shi's death. Seeing that he would step into the passage to the bottom of Lanyun Mountain, he was shocked by Zhang Yan's voice in an instant and dared not move any more.

He turned his head, looked at Zhang Yan with a pale look, and said hoarsely, "Isn't it enough for you to kill so many people?"

Zhang Yan shook his head and said in a low voice, "Do you think I may let you go?"

Li Shaojun was silent for a while and suddenly shouted crazily: "God is unfair, God is unfair, let a humble mountain and wild people..."

Before he finished his words, he saw the sword in Zhang Yan's hand stabbing him fiercely, and the unparalleled sword spirit on it forced him to say a word.

He became as ferocious as a beast, sacrificed his white feather fan, and waved a heavy Zhenyuan defense in front of him like crazy, but his movements stopped abruptly.

Before those unparalleled sword spirit, the real elements outside the defense were like paper paste, smashed and instantly pierced hundreds of big holes in his body.

Blood burst, Li Shaojun was like a broken skin, bleeding all over his body, and his expression was extremely terrible. He probably can't figure out why a little hunter decades ago has become so powerful now...

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The moon is hanging high in the sky, and the clear light is still quietly paved on the top of Lanyun Mountain, but the people and things here have undergone a complete change.

Broken buildings, devastated ground, and broken corpses accompanied by a pool of blood...

Everything proves that there is a fierce battle here.

After this battle, all the high-level monks of Qianyuzong died in battle except Huan Shui, and 30% of the disciples of Qianyuzong died in the aftermath of the battle. Even those who did not die were seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness.

The situation is extremely miserable.

Qian Yuzong is almost destroyed!

Four figures suddenly appeared in the void, a red-haired man, a clear old man, a young man with a red mole between his eyebrows, and a white-haired old woman.

The four people looked at the scene in front of them and looked at each other, with a trace of surprise flashing between their eyebrows.

Then, the divine light flashed on the four people and disappeared from the void again.

In this process, those disciples of Qianyuzong did not find anything!

PS: Well, the last two may be very late. Today, a buddy in the dormitory will celebrate his birthday. I don't know if I will get drunk...

However, in any case, this update will definitely be sent. I can't wait to see it tomorrow.