Today I hold the world

The bloody tornado rushing into the sky dyed the twilight sky into the color of purgatory, directly reflecting the panic of the people, the roar of the people who rushed in from outside Qingling Mountain was loud, and the disciples of Qingling Mountain who were already ready to go inside were also desperate plan to fight.

At this time, on the main peak of Qingling Mountain, Shan Xiongxin, the master of the Artifact Refining Hall, led more than [-] loyal and brave disciples and fellow disciples holding up the Great Que Sword: "My sons and daughters, today our mountain gate is in great trouble. If you don't fight to the death, no one will survive!" If you don't go out, these thieves are the ones rushing from the place of misery in the west to seize the foundation of my Qingling Mountain. They don't talk about it to confuse people, and they want to kill us even more. In this war, either we will be wiped out or they will be wiped out. If you die, follow me to kill the generals!"

After he uttered the words, the three disciples guarding the watchtower in the north hall screamed and fell down the stairs. A mass of murderous monks in the north spread out and surrounded them. The leader was a black robe wrapped in a shroud. The foundation-building peak cultivator held a long knife, and beside him stood a three-foot-high zombie that was filled with blood and mist.

Everyone saw the man coldly and angrily shouted:

"Listen, this seat is Tantai Qingsheng, the commander of the Qinglong Army in the Eastern Expedition. Our Qinglong Army has no intention of slaughtering all the people in Qingling Mountain. Those who wish to surrender will immediately proclaim their spiritual veins and kneel down. Those who will not surrender after a stick of incense , Kill Unforgiven!"

The main peak of Qingling Mountain has more than [-] people who have built foundations and cultivated Qi. Even though most of them are afraid of these menacing enemies in the sky, there are always some who are not convinced. When they heard this, they rushed out of the formation with angry eyes:

"What kind of thing are you? If you dare to come to Qingling Mountain with a few miscellaneous soldiers to act wildly, I will meet you!"

The man is nine feet tall, and he looks like a decent man. Just as he roared, his whole body was boiling with scorching flames. The aura of the peak of Foundation Establishment exploded, and he rushed to the sky. Flashed to his side in an instant, lifted his head, dismantled his limbs, and directly twisted the man into a bloody residue like a five-horse corpse.

The shock of the scene frightened the people of Qingling Mountain for a long time, and this battle scared those who were already timid to retreat to the back of the crowd.

But even so, there are still some fiery people who are not afraid of powerful enemies, "Dare to kill my brother Gongsun, let's go together, we can't let this group of demons and evil factions get good results today!"

Hundreds of people rushed out of the formation again, this time with great momentum, Tantai Qingsheng beckoned to teach the two formations in his army to set up spirit locking nets at the same time, and formed groups of two and two to fight against the Qingling Mountain disciples who rushed out, standing still Shan Xiongxin, who was on the high platform behind them, knew that his family would suffer, so he hated iron and steel and shouted: "What are you doing, everyone, fight with them!"

Only then did the Qingling Mountain disciples in the rear react, one by one rushing towards the sky, Shan Xiongxin widened his eyes and wanted to rush towards Tantai Qingsheng who was far away, when a figure suddenly appeared beside him, the old man's white beard was stained with blood, and his spirit was firm He was extremely shy, and shook his head bitterly: "Don't make unnecessary sacrifices, there are still enemies surrounding you from the south and west, the Hall of Two Forms has been destroyed by the enemies, and the mountain master is fighting with the one surnamed Zhong, there is no stalemate, you and I We should drag the juniors with outstanding talents to flee to Qingyang Sanyin!"

Shan Xiongxin turned his head and saw that the person who stopped him was the most intelligent and thoughtful person in Qingling Mountain, "Surprised, Old Xun, what is the reason for Nanfeng's violent bloody aura?"

Xun Yu shook his head again and grabbed his shoulder firmly: "Don't worry about those things, now it's a critical moment, and there is no time to delay. At this moment, Tao Fangyin can't get out of his body and come in to settle accounts with us. Back then, you and I killed how many disciples of Chilongmen. , if you can't escape this time, it will be the end of life and death."

Shan Xiongxin glared anxiously, looked up at the fellow disciples who were bewitched by him in the sky, "But they are still there..."

"Hey, idiot, are you going or not?" Xun Yu's wrinkled cheeks suddenly drooped, and his eyes stared fiercely like a poisonous snake.

Shan Xiong Xin was originally a forger of iron and steel. In terms of courage and momentum, he could not compare to the weather-beaten old man in front of him.

"Okay, go to the residence of junior disciples in Houshan to coerce people, and go to Qingyang Shanyin immediately!"

******

At the foot of the south mountain of Qingling Mountain, Liu Xiaoheng led his group of hundreds of people to rush up the mountain in a hurry: "Hurry up, Master Zhong is holding on under the bloody cloud, and I will form an formation immediately to help him."

All the subordinates were running vigorously, and Li Changge stood beside him and looked worriedly at his blood-stained brother: "Are you all right?"

"Nonsense, what can I do? This life was saved by Master Zhong. He is in a critical situation at the moment. No matter how difficult it is, I have to help him." Liu Xiaoheng wiped the blood on his face. Nantong's blood.

Li Changge turned his head to look at Tao Fangyin, who was fighting with another Liu family who thought he was a golden core, and sighed: "That man is really powerful. This is the third time he has been severely injured by Tao Patriarch, and he still refuses to leave."

Liu Xiaoheng also followed his gaze. The sky was full of flames and blue ice, and he couldn't stop talking. He only looked at it for three breaths, then sneered and ignored him: "He really wants to leave, but if he just runs away, what will happen?" Elder Tao is free to help Sect Master Zhong, so Liu Jiangning can still survive?"

Li Changge rushed up the mountain with Liu Xiaoheng and the team. He flew behind Liu Xiaoheng, and vaguely saw a strange dark green line on the back of Liu Xiaoheng's neck. After a closer look, it disappeared, so he had to temporarily give up asking.

On the top of a small hill not far from Nanshan of Qingling Mountain, more than ten people stood on it. The leader was followed by a giant dog, and Zhu Mingkong sat on the back of the giant dog. He covered his eyebrows and looked at the mountainside: "Wow, so many people , and what is going on with the bloody cloud on the mountain, this is the first time I have seen such a battle!"

Li Mofang, who was holding his sword with his chest on his side, spat out the hay stalks in his mouth, "Leave him alone, since the old man Qingsong is willing to let us out, then go to the mountain to find that idiot Tao Wangshen, in case he gets messed up if he goes late Jun hacked to death, Yuan Ming should cry."

"Brother Li, don't forget to block some good places." A thin and sharp-toothed young monk followed behind reminded.

"Of course I won't look at it. This is a great opportunity. Senior Qingfeng won't blame us. But it can be agreed in advance, go with Yuanming, don't know how to rob your family, and in the future, the army will punish you. You have ten heads Not enough to chop."

Li Mofang led more than a dozen brothers and ran towards Qingling Mountain like bandits. Tao Yuanming, who was following behind, was always distressed and lamented. The place where he grew up was finally opened in this way today. Is it spring here, flowers blooming or a blood moon covering the sky.

"Second brother, hurry up!" Zhu Mingkong shouted in front of him.

Tao Yuanming responded, "Here we are."

******

Less than a stick of incense after more than a dozen young people left, hundreds of black-clothed and red-breasted monks ushered in again on this small hill. The leader, purple-clothed with his hands behind his back, looked up at the huge Qingling Mountain:

"Seven ponds, four peaks and eleven sceneries, the peaks and ridges are stacked like fairy mountains, the clouds and sun are shining with spiritual light, and the Kuixing Gongyue is a red dragon.

My sect has endured many hardships. Since the founding of the sect by our ancestor Cao Di, it has survived through nine generations. If the Liu family hadn’t raised the enemy to attack the sect, it would be a different scene now. How could only the Tao sect remain? Very few people! "

Standing behind him was a thin young man with a palm sword in his hand, who asked worriedly: "Uncle Master, the head of the sect said in a public meeting that if he gains power, he is not allowed to slaughter mountains. Will it..."

Tao Hanting sneered, "Don't worry, Jin'er, I'm killing the enemy this time. I'm the commander of the Vermilion Bird Army with the approval of the head of the army, and I have the assistance of senior Wu Yu. There will be guards and ambushes at every key point, and a team will be drawn out. What's wrong with reinforcements!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand to signal the people behind him to act, and the murderous look and chill in his eyes were no longer concealed.