Xiu Shen Wai Chuan fairy world chapter

"That's right! We're not afraid of death, we're afraid of such an unclear life!!!" Gan Xiao clenched his fists tightly, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, he felt that Qin Mei's words touched his heart!

"I'm coming, I'm coming..."

"Puff puff puff..." All around Qin Mei, monks scrambled one after another, spurting mouthfuls of blood. The palm-sized blood tablet gradually grew larger, and the blood on the blood tablet became thicker and thicker. A strange rune Gradually take shape.

"Haha, haha..." Meng Pingqing, who was congealing blood-colored dragon patterns in the distance, looked up to the sky and laughed. He waved his hand, and the 33 leaders of the fairy alliance stood up, and the voice sounded like thunder, "It's just a group of small ants, dare to stand in front of the old man!" Arrogant, you don't even know what it means to be a great sage of the human race!"

"We don't know what the great sage of the human race means!" Long Wuqian flew out and said coldly, "But we know that killing the good fortune gate means betrayal, and blood sacrifice to the good fortune gate disciples means extinction, and you, you have Demon dragon bloodline, this means that you... are not a pure human race!!"

"Ah? Demon dragon, the blood of the demon dragon??"

Li Nianxiao and others were startled, and hurriedly looked at the bloodstains on Meng Pingqing's body!

"Haha, what does a little Qi refining disciple know?" Meng Pingqing didn't panic at all, and laughed again, "This old man has dragon energy in his blood. This is something that all the leaders of the Heavenly Alliance know. ?”

"I said that you are the blood of the devil dragon, that is the blood of the devil dragon!" Long Wuqian shouted, "Your blood of the devil dragon is just covered by...the immortals using immortal methods!"

"Get out!" Meng Pingqing roared angrily, "Papa..." Long Wuqian's body burst immediately.

"What are you doing!" Qin Jian rushed out, caught Long Wuqian who had fallen into the air, and roared at Meng Pingqing, "You are so angry from embarrassment, if you are not afraid, why don't you let him finish?"

"Nonsense!" Meng Pingqing ignored it and continued to urge the dragon pattern to condense her body!

Gan Xiaofei came over, supported Long Wuqian, and fed him a panacea. Long Wuqian nodded at him, still standing tenaciously in the air.

I don't know if he was harassed or encountered a bottleneck, but the dragon pattern condensed on Meng Pingqing's abdomen and stopped. The surrounding thunder was still soaring into the sky, but Meng Pingqing's face showed anxiety, and he couldn't help but look at the sky.

The sky was as clear as blue, the sun hadn't set yet, and the moon hadn't risen yet, but unfortunately, two suns and three moons were hanging in the sky at the same time.

"Pfft..." When the last mouthful of blood was sprayed in, the blood tablet was more than a hundred feet in size, Long Wuqian flew out with difficulty, raised the blood tablet and flew towards him, saying, "It's my turn!"

"You... you'd better forget it..." Qin Jian hastily blocked him, and said, "You are already injured, and if you use your essence and blood, it will be bad for Daoji!"

"You don't need it!" Gan Xiao raised his hand to block the blood tablet, and with his big hand, the blood tablet gradually shrunk. He said to Long Wuqian, "Just follow me!"

"Okay!" Long Wuqian thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, then turned around and bowed to the millions of low-ranking monks, "Longmou pleaded guilty, but Longmou also assures fellow Taoists that the blood tablet is in Longmou Now, the Blood Monument Broken Dragon is dead!"

After speaking, Long Wuqian resolutely followed Gan Xiao to the edge of the sword array!

"Meng Pingqing..." Long Wuqian stood still in the sword array, raised his hand to sacrifice the blood monument, looked at Meng Pingqing and said, "I, Long Wuqian, represent 430 million monks, and even more so, it means that tens of billions or tens of billions cannot come to pick it up." The human race of Tianfeng asked you, why did you kill the Good Fortune Gate, why did you sacrifice millions of disciples with blood!!!”

"Hmph..." Meng Pingqing's eyes flashed with lightning, and he said coldly, "You wait for a yellow-mouthed child, I don't want to speak up, but if you make such a big stunt, if I don't say it, I will look guilty! I have never Blood sacrifices to millions of Fortune Sect disciples, and even if the old man kills the Good Fortune Sect, so what? The Good Fortune Sect at this time is no longer Xiao Sheng’s Good Fortune Sect, but just one sect..."

"Bullshit..." Before Meng Pingqing finished speaking, another roar came from another direction, but he saw a monk with a broken arm holding a flying sword!

"Chen Mengxiao, it's Chen Mengxiao..."

"The head of the Creation Sect, he...why did he appear?"

"Meng Pingqing said a year ago that he would become a saint at Qingtian Peak. Isn't this a letter of war? How could Chen Mengxiao not come?"

"How is it possible?" Even Meng Pingqing was surprised, and thought to himself, "It was here that day, the old man and Chen Mengxiao almost lost both sides! Chen Mengxiao's head, left hand and right foot were all destroyed by the old man, oh, by the way, his right The eye was also caught by the old man, he... how could he recover so well? The old man has a chance, he won't?"

Chapter 1380 12 Disciples With Broken Arms Reveal Their Aspirations! 210 One Sect Leader Can Never Die! !

Chen Mengxiaofei went to the side of the sword array, raised the flying sword in his right hand and pointed at Meng Pingqing, and said, "What's wrong with Xiao Sheng's Good Fortune Gate? Even though my Good Fortune Gate is an ordinary sect, my Good Fortune Gate fights against and kills the demon clans." , How much blood and sweat did you put in for the three cities of my human race? Did you kill them as soon as you killed them? My million disciples, even if they were not sacrificed by your blood, would have nothing to do with you. Qingtian Peak??"

"Return the life of my Good Fortune Sect disciple!"

"Don't say that you are not a great sage of the human race, even if you are a great sage of the human race, I, a disciple of Good Fortune Sect, will absolutely swear against you!"

"Even if you are a great sage of the human race, you will never be able to be the supreme of the world. With despicable methods and vicious thoughts, what qualifications do you have to lead the human race?"

While speaking, 12 monks flew over angrily, weren't they the surviving Good Fortune Gate disciples?

Tens of thousands of monks stood still and formed a magic circle in an orderly manner.

If a pair of angry eyes could penetrate Meng Pingqing's uncondensed body, Meng Pingqing would have fallen into reincarnation long ago.

"Haha..." No need for Meng Pingqing to speak, the 33 leaders of the Immortal League laughed at the same time, and said, "I have been looking for you for tens of thousands of years, I don't know where you are hiding, but now you are doing well, throw yourself into the net..."

"Chen Mengxiao..." Meng Pingqing said coldly as the 33 leaders of the Immortal Alliance led their disciples to stand in front of Chen Mengxiao and other Good Fortune Sect disciples, "I repeat, I have never thought about blood sacrifices to the Good Fortune Sect disciples. Let the disciples of Good Fortune Sect join our Heavenly Alliance to fight against the demon clan..."

"Bah!" Chen Mengxiao spat and scolded angrily, "You're already messing with the Great Sage of the Monster Race, and you dare to lead my human race to fight against the Monster Race? Even if the old man dies, he will never join the Heavenly Alliance. The door and the Tianmeng swear to be incompatible!"

"That's right!" A fit monk beside Chen Mengxiao raised his voice, "I'm just like Clan Master Chen, we swore to break our arm, and in this life, we swore to be incompatible with the Heavenly Alliance, and we will never join the Heavenly Alliance..."

After finishing speaking, the fit monk raised his right hand and waved, the monk's left arm broke, and it exploded with a "poof...", but before the flesh and blood flew down, "whoosh..." The blood tablet in Long Wuqian's hand could no longer be controlled, and along with the flesh and blood, it exploded. Fei fell to the side of Chen Mengxiao.

"I'm sorry!" Long Wuqian didn't have any fear, and cupped his hands in a leisurely manner, "I can't control my superficial cultivation!"

"Little brother, it's okay..." Chen Mengxiao smiled at Long Wuqian, and said, "I've heard what you said. We may not be Meng Pingqing's opponent, but our heart...is not easy for anyone to obliterate. We It is even more impossible to lower your head to any vicious person!"

"Puff..." The Good Fortune Gate disciples were more ruthless than millions of low-level monks, but in a short while, the left arms of 12 monks were all broken!

With 12 one-armed monks standing behind the one-armed Chen Mengxiao, they really are united!

"Hahaha..." Meng Pingqing laughed again, and the dragon pattern hovering around his waist surged down again. An extremely majestic dragon figure was about to take shape, and the aura that was second only to the previous silver light began to flow from the Throne of Creation. Meng Pingqing's arrogant voice resounded in the thunder, "Millions of good old men are not afraid, but a group of defeated generals with limbs and arms dare to question this old man?"

"Boom..." A thunderstorm sounded from the distant twilight, and a middle-aged man in a thunder robe stepped on the thunder cloud. Isn't it the head of Yu Leizong?

Stepping out dryly, he said coldly: "That's right, they are a group of defeated generals with broken limbs and arms. They were defeated by their trust in humanity, they were defeated by their own brothers, and they have no power to earn anything for themselves! But, And us! We were unable to protect them, let them be displaced, and let them endure humiliation. Now, we are here, we want to stand in front of them, we... want to get justice for them, and we are just like those ants Like a monk, I want to ask you, Meng Pingqing, who gave you the guts to join hands with the Great Sage of the Monster Race to destroy my million disciples of the Human Race? If you don’t give me Yu Lei Zong an explanation, I will be the same as Yu Lei Zong The Heavenly Alliance will never die!!"

"Master..." Gan Xiao couldn't help crying again, he didn't hate his own weakness, he rejoiced that the master's word once again spoke to his heart!

"And my Xuanmeng!!" Behind Gan Zheng, Jin Cheng, the leader of the Xuanmeng, who was flashing golden light all over his body, turned out, and also raised his hand and pointed at Meng Pingqing and said, "The old man knows that my Xuanmeng is not as good as your Tianmeng, but Yizhi Therefore, I am not afraid, our Xuanmeng also wants you to give me Xuanmeng, to give an explanation to the human race in the world, even if you become a great saint, even if you are the number one in the human race, my Xuanmeng is the same... I will never die with the Tianmeng! "

"Boom..." In another direction, a blue light pierced through the sky, and the Daomeng Cangsongzi flew out, "That's right! There is also my Daomeng, don't give me an explanation, my Daomeng and the Tianmeng will never die!!"

"And I, the Kunlun School..."

"And I, Bliss Sect..."

As the heads of the various sects appeared, one by one bluntly blamed Meng Pingqing. The disciples of the various factions who had been downcast before were now as excited as a chicken blood. It turned out that the heads were not the ones they imagined. There is still justice in this world!

Although the crowd was excited, there were enough 210 sect leaders and the leader of the Immortal League to stand up and surround Qingtian Peak, but on Qingtian Peak, on the throne of good fortune, Meng Pingqing's body remained motionless!And in the thunder, Meng Pingqing's physical body has been completely condensed, and the dragon figure is slowly falling into the physical body.

"Kachacha..." A series of thunderbolts emerged from the void again, striking down crazily!

Meng Pingqing flew out from the Creation Throne, stood tall, looked around and said coldly: "Kill!"

"Yes!" Qi Qi, the leader of the 33 Immortal League, agreed, leading his disciples to fly up, and the seven sword puppets raised their hands at the same time, and seven sword lights shot out into the sky!

"Kill!" The more than two hundred sect masters were not unprepared, they all waved the array flags and other things, and the disciples who had been ambushing for a long time flew out...

"Haha..." Seeing that a bloody battle was about to start, Meng Pingqing's blood spurted out. He laughed and slapped himself on the door. The horse's breath pierced through the air and soared into the sky!

"Swipe..."

The two blood-colored suns suddenly gave birth to two beams of light, which ignored the space and directly shone on Meng Pingqing's body, while on the other side, the three moons also shone brightly, and the moonlight also condensed into beams of light and fell!

At the same time, colorful rays of light began to gather above Meng Pingqing's head, and the splendor that looked like a crown began to fall!

"Not good! Meng Pingqing is about to become a saint!"

"Quickly stop..."

"Yes, take advantage of the catastrophe and kill him!"

"Boom boom boom..." In the distant spiritual world, the space of the holy list roared, and the holy list, which had been silent for an unknown number of years, began to vibrate!

Chapter 1381 The Nineteen Immortals of Good Fortune Gate Go Down! ! !

"Haha, haha..." Feeling the almost endless aura of heaven and earth pouring into her body, Meng Pingqing raised her head and laughed wildly, and said, "You idiots, the old man survived the minor catastrophe a year ago, but because of condensation The dharma body has not been canonized for a long time! The old man let out the news, just to prepare to catch you all!"

"Roar..." With Meng Pingqing laughing loudly, the dragon swayed for more than a hundred miles, and then the dragon trembled and roared towards the surroundings.

"Puff puff..." Hundreds of thousands of monks screamed and fell.

"With such strength, you dare to take the blood tablet?" Meng Pingqing's voice sounded in Longxiang, "Let me see if this blood tablet can kill you!!"

After finishing speaking, Xiang Long stretched out his claws and grabbed the blood tablet next to Chen Mengxiao!

"Thief!" Chen Mengxiao's eyes were shattered, and he hastily swung his flying sword, slashing at the dragon's claw.

With the sound of "Keng", there was the sound of golden sounds and golden light splashing, Chen Mengxiao's flying sword was blocked, and the blood stele fell into Long Xiang's hands with a "pop"!

"Boom..." At this time, the crown condensed, and the colorful rays of light fell on Meng Pingqing!

Canonized!

Meng Pingqing couldn't help laughing wildly, this is the No.18 saint of the human race!

In the same way, the holy list fell, and in front of Jiying Dasheng and other monster race saints, the two big characters "Human Race..." have begun to be engraved...

Great Sage Jiying had complicated eyes, she looked around and asked, "Where is Great Sage Tongxuan?"

The Killer Whale King wagged his tail, saw no answer from the Great Sage, and raised his voice, "I'm afraid he was with the Scarlet Wolf King..."

"The Scarlet Wolf King?" Jiying Dasheng looked at the line above "Human Race": the Scarlet Wolf King of the Wolf Clan, and said coldly, "It's just that the newly promoted Great Sage of the Wolf Clan wants to make waves in the spiritual world??"

"He...has caused waves..." Leopard Whale King looked at Killer Whale King, then at Jiying Dasheng and said coldly, "Killed the Good Fortune Gate!"

"Is there anything wrong with killing the Good Fortune Gate?" Fire Phoenix King asked with narrowed eyes.

The Caihuang King said angrily: "He broke our agreement with Wuming Sheng and Tianren Sheng..."

"It's just two great saints!" Fire Phoenix King said coldly, "They have been missing for tens of thousands of years, who knows where they hid and Nirvana! The agreement between us and them has long been invalidated! Besides, the red wolf Wang Naixin is a great sage, he ruined Xiao Hua's descendants, and has nothing to do with me..."

"Since there are immortals in the fairy world..." Jiying Dasheng said in a low voice, "I am afraid that Xiao Sheng will also go down to the realm, he...he is the disciple who protects me the most..."

"What about his lower realm?" Fire Phoenix King said angrily, "Could it be that he is gone, and I have to look after his descendants??"

"It's been 30 years..." The Great Sage Jiying looked around, "Both the Great Eagle King and the Yufeng King have passed into nirvana. After all, before the starry sky opened up, only the Banded Tiger King and the Dragon Mang King ascended to the Demon League in my Myriad Demon Realm, and the Dragon Mang King The king is still related to Xiao Hua, you say... why is it so easy for the human race to ascend to the fairy world, but it is so difficult for me to ascend to the demon alliance?"

King Huofeng hesitated for a moment, then said: "Great Sage Ji Ying, this...may be related to the purpose of cultivation. The purpose of human cultivation is the fairy world. All their secret skills are related to ascension, and my monster clan's longevity It's long, you don't have to ascend to the Demon League, you can live longer than the sky in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm..."

The Great Sage Jiying was noncommittal, and said, "Maybe..."

"It should be related to inheritance..." Caihuang King said, "Human sects, aristocratic families, etc. have a clear line of inheritance. It has been 30 years, and many disciples of sects have multiplied and prospered..."

As soon as the Caihuang King mentioned "reproduction and growth", all the sages turned pale. 30 years was nothing to them, but only in these 30 years, the human race not only stood firm in the world of demons, but also rose, and even rose. The trend of developing towards the spiritual world, this cannot but make them vigilant!

"Huh?" Tiger King Yunhu, the great sage of the tiger clan, suddenly wondered, "Why hasn't the name of Meng Pingqing of the human race been engraved?"

All the saints saw that, sure enough, "Human Meng Ping" had already been born, but the last word "Qing" did not appear for a long time!

"Yeah, this... what happened?"

"Forcibly proclaim yourself a saint, human race, play with fire and set yourself on fire!"

The Fire Phoenix King laughed, and then looked at the Ice Feather King who had not spoken in the distance. The Ice Feather King was consecrated after the Yufeng King, and was much stronger than the Yufeng King. There was an intriguing look in the eyes of the two great saints. look.

Immediately, the Ice Feather King sneered and said: "Human race canonization, what good is it for us? It doesn't matter if you don't look at it!"

After finishing speaking, the Ice Feather King flew out of the holy list space, and the Fire Phoenix King smiled and said, "That's right, that's good, what are you doing waiting for me!"

Seeing the Fire Phoenix King and the Ice Feather King flying out, they all flew in the direction of the Wolf God Realm.

The Great Sage Jiying sighed and shook his head slightly.

The saints in the spiritual world naturally don't know what happened to Meng Pingqing, the No. 18 great sage of the human race, but at this time on Qingtian Peak, millions of monks witnessed a scene that they will never forget!

Qingtian Peak, on the throne of good fortune, Meng Pingqing saw the crown congealed, and the colorful rays of light fell like a royal robe, he couldn't help laughing!

Millions of monks gritted their teeth, they hated themselves for being powerless!

Chen Mengxiao, Li Nianxiao, Qian Xiao and others were even more blindsided...

At this moment, a cold snort, "Huh...", and then everyone felt that a will of heaven and earth descended out of thin air!

"Boom..." The condensed crown exploded!

"Boom boom boom..." The colorful rays of light shattered inch by inch like tattered silk! !

Meng Pingqing's sweeping power for thousands of miles also froze like a glacier! ! !

"How... how is it possible?"

Not to mention that Meng Pingqing turned pale with shock, even millions of monks were stunned. No one has ever heard that the great saint who is being consecrated will be stopped!

The holy crown is the condensed law of heaven and earth in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, and it is supreme in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm!

"Who??" Meng Pingqing's face changed suddenly, and he asked in surprise, "Is... is it Master Immortal Envoy?"

"Boom..." But there was a roar of thunder in the eastern sky, and a silver human figure with a height of more than ten thousand feet stepped on the thunder light. The silver light shone and was so powerful that it forced millions of monks Be it the Dao League, various sects, or the Heavenly League, everyone has a heart of worship, trembling under this supreme breath!

"Emissary, you are old..." Meng Pingqing whispered...

Before Meng Pingqing could yell out, "Boom..." Another thunderclap sounded from the west, and the same imposing silver figure flashed like thunder and flew over.Two almost identical breaths immediately caught all the monks in the middle!

"Two... two fairy envoys??" Meng Ping was puzzled, he looked around and didn't know which one to get closer to.

He didn't know which one was the previous fairy envoy, let alone which one was the one who broke his canonization!