Chapter 1369
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In Beijing, it is called high mound, which is also called Guanxing.
Kill the enemy, win the battle, build the Jingguan, and use Zhangwu to make contributions to the world!
Outside the central area of Beihai, where Sima Annan first drew the forbidden line with Xuantian liquor, there appeared a Jingguan mountain built by countless monks in the land of taixuan. At the same time, the bloody evil spirit that was enough to frighten the heaven and earth and cry ghosts and gods poured out, making the heaven and earth change color.
Countless bloody red fog gushed out from the heads of the Jingguan temple. After rising into the sky, it covered the sky and blocked the sun. At the same time, in the extremely strong blood fog, there were countless monks' souls crying, which made all living creatures close to count down subconsciously and tremble in their hearts.
In the 108 counties of taixuan, though they were fighting all the time, the monks of zongmen who were on the same scale as the Beihai at that time had never seen the monks of zongmen who looked out from the warships.
"Heaven, what did I see? Renjingguan, such a huge renjingguan, this is the place tens of thousands of years ago in the land of taixuan, after the bloody war in Beihai, there has never been a killing evil!"
A howl came from a big ship in front, and then there was silence in the whole army of friars. After seeing the huge Jingguan that went straight into the sky, the huge fleet of northbound ships at the zongmen gate of taixuan land seemed to have been silenced, and it was difficult to open their mouths to make any sound.
Under the quiet environment, time seems to become particularly slow, and with the slow approaching of the friars' fleet, the scarlet blood mist rolling over the sky completely obscures the sun's light above.
Then, one by one, the warships sailed into the blood covered area of Jingguan. At the same time, the light and shadow of the monks in the quiet and mysterious place were dim and only blood was red.
With the pungent and incomparable smell of blood, countless blood gases tumbled and rose, as if they had completely entered the rumored region of Shura.
"Stop!"
When the warships of the friars' Army gradually approached Jingguan, the voice of the South heavenly king of the holy court rang through the sky under the scarlet sky and spread to all the friars. Then, the whole army of warships gradually stopped. At this time, a monk on these ships felt more and more shocked than before.
The blood mist and ghosts in front of them indicated the tragedy of the first war in the north. Of course, the Jingguan temple, which almost connected the whole heaven and earth, clearly told everyone that the tragedy was only for the great monks in taixuan land who had their heads cut off.
Jingguan is not only the glory of Xiandao summer, but also the boundless shame of taixuan's northward forces!
"Bully people too much, cut off the heads of these friars and build a Jingguan. But no one can bully me in the land of taixuan?"
A roar of fury rolled from the warship, and then Taoist figures leaped out of the warship and fell on the sea in front of Jingguan.
Then these great masters raised their right hands one after another, and threw their long sleeve robes toward the front.
Suddenly, the mighty vitality surged forward, and the front was almost condensed into substance. The blood mist over the Jingguan temple was blown away a little, revealing countless heads of friars who were stacked on each other and kept their eyes open.
In the pupils of the eyes on these heads, there are still boundless fears and remorse before their death. Under the gaze of these countless eyes, even those who stand in front of the Jingguan temple are all suffering from many battles and many evil spirits in their hands. They feel great pressure and shock in their hearts.
"The young master of the eagle's nest, the leader of the Tianhu sect, the elder of the leilinzong, and so on. These people are famous for their great abilities. Now their heads have been cut off and built on the Jingguan temple. They are really sad.
"I thought that before the setting out of the Shenxian City, my Lord had been drinking and having a good time with the people who were in charge of the birth and death of the land. But after a farewell, we would be separated forever."
The words from a large patriarch's mouth were filled with strong regret. Then he continued to turn his head and scan the heads that were stacked together like ants on the Jingguan temple. The color of horror in his eyes became more and more serious. He continued to say:
"to build a Jingguan of such a scale, it needs countless monks' heads. Therefore, this newly born Xiandao creature will All the monks who had been exploring opportunities in the north before were killed, and they built their temples here, leaving no prisoners. "
After this man's voice dropped, the North Sea sea near the zongmen suddenly split, and a dark blue fog rose from the sea, forming the slender body of the leader of the GCC, and then a faint voice came out of his mouth:
"killing all, leaving no prisoners, killing all is the real terror, which indicates that this immortal mountain creature born under the North Sea I have unparalleled confidence to bear the fierce counterattack after seeing this capital temple
When the words "kill all" appeared, all the heads of the clan who had heard of it turned pale, and then a very ugly color appeared on their faces, because they had already felt the immortal rolling evil spirit of the Xianshan people in front of them.
For a time, the thick blood mist shrouded in the whole body almost turned into innumerable sharp edges, cut from all directions, giving people a feeling of uneasiness.In the eyes of the monks in the taixuan place watching from all the warships in the rear, the faces of the dead friars on the Jingguan suddenly became distorted and formed a ferocious ghost. The corners of his mouth were raised, showing a piercing grin:
"come on, come on, I will wait for you in the hell, come on!"
Bursts of fierce roar resound through the ears. Under the howl of ghosts, some weak minded people gradually turn red eyes, and the blue veins on their foreheads begin to protrude, and utter a terrified roar:
"get out of my way, all these lonely souls and wild ghosts, get away from me!"
A large number of shouts were heard from one warship to another, indicating that the fear was spreading among the monks. Then more and more friars began to go crazy under the spell, attacking in all directions, and yelling incessantly.
"Come on, hold down the younger martial brother. He's crazy. Wake up, younger martial brother. This is the puzzle formed by Jingguan. Wake up quickly!"
The roar came from the mouths of a large number of monks. Meanwhile, the monks around came forward and pressed the crazy friars on the deck. The situation of the whole fleet suddenly became particularly chaotic.
"What a strong battlefield spirit."
The most solemn voice almost came from the mouth of zongmen's overhaul in front of Jingguan. Then the leader of the GCC stretched out his right hand and gently grasped it in front of him. A ray of scarlet blood appeared in his hand and the voice continued to ring:
"the more important thing is that the evil spirit is not formed by the supernatural power of the immortal mountain, but is true, because it is not powerful And the energy between heaven and earth causes a violent negative
When three people form a crowd, quantitative change causes qualitative change. When the bloody evil spirit condenses to the limit, it can also get feedback from the whole Avenue, thus forming a very special environment.
The world can also call it the Shura domain!
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In Beijing, it is called high mound, which is also called Guanxing.
Kill the enemy, win the battle, build the Jingguan, and use Zhangwu to make contributions to the world!
Outside the central area of Beihai, where Sima Annan first drew the forbidden line with Xuantian liquor, there appeared a Jingguan mountain built by countless monks in the land of taixuan. At the same time, the bloody evil spirit that was enough to frighten the heaven and earth and cry ghosts and gods poured out, making the heaven and earth change color.
Countless bloody red fog gushed out from the heads of the Jingguan temple. After rising into the sky, it covered the sky and blocked the sun. At the same time, in the extremely strong blood fog, there were countless monks' souls crying, which made all living creatures close to count down subconsciously and tremble in their hearts.
In the 108 counties of taixuan, though they were fighting all the time, the monks of zongmen who were on the same scale as the Beihai at that time had never seen the monks of zongmen who looked out from the warships.
"Heaven, what did I see? Renjingguan, such a huge renjingguan, this is the place tens of thousands of years ago in the land of taixuan, after the bloody war in Beihai, there has never been a killing evil!"
A howl came from a big ship in front, and then there was silence in the whole army of friars. After seeing the huge Jingguan that went straight into the sky, the huge fleet of northbound ships at the zongmen gate of taixuan land seemed to have been silenced, and it was difficult to open their mouths to make any sound.
Under the quiet environment, time seems to become particularly slow, and with the slow approaching of the friars' fleet, the scarlet blood mist rolling over the sky completely obscures the sun's light above.
Then, one by one, the warships sailed into the blood covered area of Jingguan. At the same time, the light and shadow of the monks in the quiet and mysterious place were dim and only blood was red.
With the pungent and incomparable smell of blood, countless blood gases tumbled and rose, as if they had completely entered the rumored region of Shura.
"Stop!"
When the warships of the friars' Army gradually approached Jingguan, the voice of the South heavenly king of the holy court rang through the sky under the scarlet sky and spread to all the friars. Then, the whole army of warships gradually stopped. At this time, a monk on these ships felt more and more shocked than before.
The blood mist and ghosts in front of them indicated the tragedy of the first war in the north. Of course, the Jingguan temple, which almost connected the whole heaven and earth, clearly told everyone that the tragedy was only for the great monks in taixuan land who had their heads cut off.
Jingguan is not only the glory of Xiandao summer, but also the boundless shame of taixuan's northward forces!
"Bully people too much, cut off the heads of these friars and build a Jingguan. But no one can bully me in the land of taixuan?"
A roar of fury rolled from the warship, and then Taoist figures leaped out of the warship and fell on the sea in front of Jingguan.
Then these great masters raised their right hands one after another, and threw their long sleeve robes toward the front.
Suddenly, the mighty vitality surged forward, and the front was almost condensed into substance. The blood mist over the Jingguan temple was blown away a little, revealing countless heads of friars who were stacked on each other and kept their eyes open.
In the pupils of the eyes on these heads, there are still boundless fears and remorse before their death. Under the gaze of these countless eyes, even those who stand in front of the Jingguan temple are all suffering from many battles and many evil spirits in their hands. They feel great pressure and shock in their hearts.
"The young master of the eagle's nest, the leader of the Tianhu sect, the elder of the leilinzong, and so on. These people are famous for their great abilities. Now their heads have been cut off and built on the Jingguan temple. They are really sad.
"I thought that before the setting out of the Shenxian City, my Lord had been drinking and having a good time with the people who were in charge of the birth and death of the land. But after a farewell, we would be separated forever."
The words from a large patriarch's mouth were filled with strong regret. Then he continued to turn his head and scan the heads that were stacked together like ants on the Jingguan temple. The color of horror in his eyes became more and more serious. He continued to say:
"to build a Jingguan of such a scale, it needs countless monks' heads. Therefore, this newly born Xiandao creature will All the monks who had been exploring opportunities in the north before were killed, and they built their temples here, leaving no prisoners. "
After this man's voice dropped, the North Sea sea near the zongmen suddenly split, and a dark blue fog rose from the sea, forming the slender body of the leader of the GCC, and then a faint voice came out of his mouth:
"killing all, leaving no prisoners, killing all is the real terror, which indicates that this immortal mountain creature born under the North Sea I have unparalleled confidence to bear the fierce counterattack after seeing this capital temple
When the words "kill all" appeared, all the heads of the clan who had heard of it turned pale, and then a very ugly color appeared on their faces, because they had already felt the immortal rolling evil spirit of the Xianshan people in front of them.
For a time, the thick blood mist shrouded in the whole body almost turned into innumerable sharp edges, cut from all directions, giving people a feeling of uneasiness.In the eyes of the monks in the taixuan place watching from all the warships in the rear, the faces of the dead friars on the Jingguan suddenly became distorted and formed a ferocious ghost. The corners of his mouth were raised, showing a piercing grin:
"come on, come on, I will wait for you in the hell, come on!"
Bursts of fierce roar resound through the ears. Under the howl of ghosts, some weak minded people gradually turn red eyes, and the blue veins on their foreheads begin to protrude, and utter a terrified roar:
"get out of my way, all these lonely souls and wild ghosts, get away from me!"
A large number of shouts were heard from one warship to another, indicating that the fear was spreading among the monks. Then more and more friars began to go crazy under the spell, attacking in all directions, and yelling incessantly.
"Come on, hold down the younger martial brother. He's crazy. Wake up, younger martial brother. This is the puzzle formed by Jingguan. Wake up quickly!"
The roar came from the mouths of a large number of monks. Meanwhile, the monks around came forward and pressed the crazy friars on the deck. The situation of the whole fleet suddenly became particularly chaotic.
"What a strong battlefield spirit."
The most solemn voice almost came from the mouth of zongmen's overhaul in front of Jingguan. Then the leader of the GCC stretched out his right hand and gently grasped it in front of him. A ray of scarlet blood appeared in his hand and the voice continued to ring:
"the more important thing is that the evil spirit is not formed by the supernatural power of the immortal mountain, but is true, because it is not powerful And the energy between heaven and earth causes a violent negative
When three people form a crowd, quantitative change causes qualitative change. When the bloody evil spirit condenses to the limit, it can also get feedback from the whole Avenue, thus forming a very special environment.
The world can also call it the Shura domain!
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
In Beijing, it is called high mound, which is also called Guanxing. Kill the enemy, win the battle, build the Jingguan, and use Zhangwu to make contributions to the world! Outside the central area of Beihai, where Sima Annan first drew the forbidden line with Xuantian liquor, there appeared a Jingguan mountain built by countless monks in the land of taixuan. At the same time, the bloody evil spirit that was enough to frighten the heaven and earth and cry ghosts and gods poured out, making the heaven and earth change color. Countless bloody red fog gushed out from the heads of the Jingguan temple. After rising into the sky, it covered the sky and blocked the sun. At the same time, in the extremely strong blood fog, there were countless monks' souls crying, which made all living creatures close to count down subconsciously and tremble in their hearts. In the 108 counties of taixuan, though they were fighting all the time, the monks of zongmen who were on the same scale as the Beihai at that time had never seen the monks of zongmen who looked out from the warships. "Heaven, what did I see? Renjingguan, such a huge renjingguan, this is the place tens of thousands of years ago in the land of taixuan, after the bloody war in Beihai, there has never been a killing evil!" A howl came from a big ship in front, and then there was silence in the whole army of friars. After seeing the huge Jingguan that went straight into the sky, the huge fleet of northbound ships at the zongmen gate of taixuan land seemed to have been silenced, and it was difficult to open their mouths to make any sound. Under the quiet environment, time seems to become particularly slow, and with the slow approaching of the friars' fleet, the scarlet blood mist rolling over the sky completely obscures the sun's light above. Then, one by one, the warships sailed into the blood covered area of Jingguan. At the same time, the light and shadow of the monks in the quiet and mysterious place were dim and only blood was red. With the pungent and incomparable smell of blood, countless blood gases tumbled and rose, as if they had completely entered the rumored region of Shura. "Stop!" When the warships of the friars' Army gradually approached Jingguan, the voice of the South heavenly king of the holy court rang through the sky under the scarlet sky and spread to all the friars. Then, the whole army of warships gradually stopped. At this time, a monk on these ships felt more and more shocked than before. The blood mist and ghosts in front of them indicated the tragedy of the first war in the north. Of course, the Jingguan temple, which almost connected the whole heaven and earth, clearly told everyone that the tragedy was only for the great monks in taixuan land who had their heads cut off. Jingguan is not only the glory of Xiandao summer, but also the boundless shame of taixuan's northward forces! "Bully people too much, cut off the heads of these friars and build a Jingguan. But no one can bully me in the land of taixuan?" A roar of fury rolled from the warship, and then Taoist figures leaped out of the warship and fell on the sea in front of Jingguan. Then these great masters raised their right hands one after another, and threw their long sleeve robes toward the front. Suddenly, the mighty vitality surged forward, and the front was almost condensed into substance. The blood mist over the Jingguan temple was blown away a little, revealing countless heads of friars who were stacked on each other and kept their eyes open. In the pupils of the eyes on these heads, there are still boundless fears and remorse before their death. Under the gaze of these countless eyes, even those who stand in front of the Jingguan temple are all suffering from many battles and many evil spirits in their hands. They feel great pressure and shock in their hearts. "The young master of the eagle's nest, the leader of the Tianhu sect, the elder of the leilinzong, and so on. These people are famous for their great abilities. Now their heads have been cut off and built on the Jingguan temple. They are really sad. "I thought that before the setting out of the Shenxian City, my Lord had been drinking and having a good time with the people who were in charge of the birth and death of the land. But after a farewell, we would be separated forever." The words from a large patriarch's mouth were filled with strong regret. Then he continued to turn his head and scan the heads that were stacked together like ants on the Jingguan temple. The color of horror in his eyes became more and more serious. He continued to say: "to build a Jingguan of such a scale, it needs countless monks' heads. Therefore, this newly born Xiandao creature will All the monks who had been exploring opportunities in the north before were killed, and they built their temples here, leaving no prisoners. " After this man's voice dropped, the North Sea sea near the zongmen suddenly split, and a dark blue fog rose from the sea, forming the slender body of the leader of the GCC, and then a faint voice came out of his mouth: "killing all, leaving no prisoners, killing all is the real terror, which indicates that this immortal mountain creature born under the North Sea I have unparalleled confidence to bear the fierce counterattack after seeing this capital temple When the words "kill all" appeared, all the heads of the clan who had heard of it turned pale, and then a very ugly color appeared on their faces, because they had already felt the immortal rolling evil spirit of the Xianshan people in front of them. For a time, the thick blood mist shrouded in the whole body almost turned into innumerable sharp edges, cut from all directions, giving people a feeling of uneasiness.In the eyes of the monks in the taixuan place watching from all the warships in the rear, the faces of the dead friars on the Jingguan suddenly became distorted and formed a ferocious ghost. The corners of his mouth were raised, showing a piercing grin: "come on, come on, I will wait for you in the hell, come on!" Bursts of fierce roar resound through the ears. Under the howl of ghosts, some weak minded people gradually turn red eyes, and the blue veins on their foreheads begin to protrude, and utter a terrified roar: "get out of my way, all these lonely souls and wild ghosts, get away from me!" A large number of shouts were heard from one warship to another, indicating that the fear was spreading among the monks. Then more and more friars began to go crazy under the spell, attacking in all directions, and yelling incessantly. "Come on, hold down the younger martial brother. He's crazy. Wake up, younger martial brother. This is the puzzle formed by Jingguan. Wake up quickly!" The roar came from the mouths of a large number of monks. Meanwhile, the monks around came forward and pressed the crazy friars on the deck. The situation of the whole fleet suddenly became particularly chaotic. "What a strong battlefield spirit." The most solemn voice almost came from the mouth of zongmen's overhaul in front of Jingguan. Then the leader of the GCC stretched out his right hand and gently grasped it in front of him. A ray of scarlet blood appeared in his hand and the voice continued to ring: "the more important thing is that the evil spirit is not formed by the supernatural power of the immortal mountain, but is true, because it is not powerful And the energy between heaven and earth causes a violent negative When three people form a crowd, quantitative change causes qualitative change. When the bloody evil spirit condenses to the limit, it can also get feedback from the whole Avenue, thus forming a very special environment. The world can also call it the Shura domain! www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
