[Comprehensive] God's joke

Kong Lan is a person who will firmly go her own way no matter what, and the momentary indulgence is just to become stronger.

Everyone has their own choices, and they are responsible for their own choices. If Master Taiqing wants to become an immortal, he must bear the ensuing hatred and karma. The world is withered and uninhabited.

Kong Lan respects their choices, but at the same time, she also has her own choices.

There are five elders in the Qionghua sect, namely the sword-holding elder Zonglian, the majestic elder Chongguang, the Suwu elder Qingyang, the Shenxing elder Lingxu, and the Zhengfa elder Jueming.In the past, the three elders of Qingyang Chongguang Sect were resident in the sect. The first two taught and supervised the disciples to practice virtue, the elder Zonglian was in charge of refining swords for the Qionghua Sect, and the two elders of Lingxu Jueming traveled all year round. The world dug seeds for the Qionghua sect, and most of the treasures of heaven and earth were collected by the two elders.Suyu was discovered by Elder Lingxu.

Several elders have their own disciples, Suxin is the disciple of Elder Qingyang, Suxi is the disciple of Elder Chongguang, and the disciple of Elder Zonglian is a sword idiot, whom Kong Lan has met several times, his dao name is Xuanqing, he is a taciturn Lingxu Jueming and the two elders each have three disciples.

More disciples are just ordinary disciples, and they can only ask questions to their master at a certain time, instead of disturbing whenever they want like the disciples who entered the room.

The entire Qionghua Sect, after the return of the disciples who went out, has a thousand people.

This is not an exaggeration. Any martial arts school relies on the support of a large number of outer disciples, ordinary disciples who are slightly higher, and elite disciples who focus on training. The Qionghua Sect is the head of the Kunlun Eight Sects. In the game, only the gates and sculptures are beautiful, and there are only two or three disciples, which is not unreasonable at all.

Generally speaking, ordinary disciples who are successful in cultivation will go out to slay demons and eliminate demons, or those who are difficult to improve in cultivation will run the outer sect industry to obtain money to support the cultivation of the disciples on the mountain gate.

Now that these disciples are all back, they don't know how many will be left after this war.

On the Juanyun platform, the disciples stood awe-inspiring, watching from afar the two Xuanxiao Suyu flying in mid-air calmly, and Xi and Wangshu carrying two swords behind them.Suyao, Yun Tianqing, Suxi, Suxin, Elder Zonglian's disciple Xuanqing, Elder Lingxu's eldest disciple Xuan Ming, and Elder Zhengfa's eldest disciple Suqiong formed a seven-star sword formation and stood around Xuanxiao and Suyu. Protecting Xuanxiao and Suyu.As for Kong Lan and Xuan Zhen, whose cultivation base was much higher than theirs, one of them was still regarded as a firefighting team, and the other, because he was the head disciple, would command Qionghua's disciples to fight.

No one spoke, but the common breath of thousands of people was like thunder in this silent environment.

The sky was clear and cloudless, but a faint killing intent loomed on every disciple.

The Qionghua faction's protective formation has already been activated, and the five elders followed Taiqing to stand on the cliff, waiting quietly for the moment when the demon world passes over Qionghua.

In this tens of thousands of miles of silence and awe-inspiring scene, there is only one person's image... there is a bit of disharmony...

Yun Tianqing turned to look at Kong Lan, especially the hideous mask that could blind people's eyes, and sighed helplessly: "Senior Sister, what are you doing?" Could it be that he wanted to pretend to be a ghost to challenge the Qionghua faction? Nerves of fear?

Kong Lan's serious voice came from behind the mask, and it became a bit husky: "Junior Brother Tianqing, you must know that as the number one beauty of the Qionghua School, I am under a lot of pressure!"

Yun Tianqing: "..." What?The first beauty?Is there something wrong with his ears?Did he lose his ears from the explosion when he was practicing sword with senior brother Xuanqing yesterday?

The nearby disciples couldn't help but start to look at Kong Lan with weird eyes. All of them have depressed left eyes and helpless right eyes. The whole face is combined into the word "囧". of.

Kong Lan continued to speak seriously: "So in order not to distract Qionghua's disciples from my beauty, it is necessary for me to cover up my face!"

Fuck!This kind of thinking is too shameless!

Yun Tianqing and a group of disciples were thrown into confusion by the wind.

Suyao nodded slightly in agreement, and murmured: "Junior Sister Sulan's move is good." As a person who rarely sees Kong Lan's lack of expression, Suyao has a full understanding of Kong Lan's beauty, so she doesn't know it at all. What a powerful consequence this nod of my own has had.

Looking at the sluggish expressions of the disciples who were killed by Lei Fei, you can tell that their blood tanks are empty.

Yun Tianqing laughed dryly, and said dryly: "Ahahaha...is...is that so..."

Xuan Zhen noticed the movement here, Wen Wen turned around with a smile, and looked at Kong Lan with watery eyes: "Junior Sister Su Lan really knows how to joke, quickly take off the mask, don't make trouble anymore."

One sentence is too lethal, and Kong Lan has a black line on his forehead.

She looks really pretty now, okay?No matter how she is, she is still very beautiful, okay?Now in this situation, she can't laugh at all, so she wears a mask to cover it up!In case she is accidentally stimulated by the murderous aura and becomes abnormal, she can block her expression, okay?

Well, in fact, Kong Lan just thinks that in this chilling atmosphere, wearing a hideous mask is more suitable for the occasion. If it is just to cover the face, her monkey mask is more comfortable to wear, and at least the pier will not be so heavy.But seeing Xuan Zhen's gentle smiling face now, Kong Lan was silent for a moment, obediently took off the mask and stuffed it in her bosom.

It's not worth offending the black-bellied senior brother for a mask.

The small episode here did not affect other people, and soon all the disciples calmed down, just solemnly raised their eyebrows, and waited for the start of the big battle.

Time passed gradually, and at some point in the sky, white clouds gradually drifted past.

The wind blows, and the smoke and sand are blinding the eyes.

Taiqing suddenly said: "The time has come." Seeing Elder Zong Lian sacrifice the flying sword, the sharp and eye-catching blue sword light pierced the sky, attracting the attention of the disciples.

Xuanxiao and Suyu sacrificed their flying swords, and saw the red and blue sword lights flying around them slowly, and then appeared in the center of the cirrus platform like lightning, and stood upright.The special magic circle engraved on the rolling cloud platform suddenly lit up, and the swarming spirit energy poured into it, and a sword pillar shot up into the sky in an instant, piercing straight into the sky!

In an instant, the blue sky and the white clouds suddenly changed!

Like a ferocious monster showing its fangs, the sword pillar rushed into the sky, and the clouds rolled up. Every time they rolled, the color became deeper. It was almost just a blink of an eye, and the sky was already as black as splashed ink. In a flash, it seems to open up the world.

Those disciples had never seen such a scene before, and their faces changed suddenly. Xuan Zhen noticed that many people behind him couldn't help but take a step back, holding the sword and said calmly: "Concentrate! Don't back up!"

Kong Lan's lips were tightly pressed together, and she looked at the terrifying scene in front of her with a blank expression, her hand was only loosely supported on the hilt of the sword, instead of clenched like others, and she even drew her sword in hand.

The fluttering sleeves, the fluttering hem, the wind-blown hair brushed over her snow-white face, covering her narrowed eyes, and an indescribable aura radiated from the girl with a straight back , the turbulent disciples were appeased by an unknown force.

There was a big hole in the sky.

The roar of purple thunder and lightning was endless, one after another terrifying electric snakes drilled out of the air, and smashed to the ground amidst crackling sounds.With a slight flicker of the Qionghua faction's defensive formation, they isolated the lightning, not a single stone was hurt.

The big hole in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, there was a piercing howl of wind, thunder and lightning, and the sky suddenly lit up, and five beast eggs floated down from the air and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Array!" Xuan Zhen yelled loudly, a group of disciples barely controlled their minds, formed an array in a panic, and aimed at the four giant eggs.

rattling rattling --

The crisp sound of eggshell cracking was endless, and bright purple rays of light leaked from the cracks in the eggshell. Amidst the loud bang, four giant eggs shattered to the ground. The fierce eyes of the purple nightmare turned slightly, scanning Disciples let out a long hiss.

Even the heads of these four giant nightmares were higher than a person's head, and the eggshells that exploded and splattered smashed the disciples who were closer to their backs. Almost instantly, more than a dozen lives were lost like this.

Roar--!

The angry roar of the nightmare resounded throughout the world. Xuan Zhen waved his hand, and the disciples who had already formed a sword formation rushed forward. The nightmare just shook his head, and the disciples who rushed forward were knocked aside, and their bodies twitched Finally, he spit out blood and stopped moving, but the next moment, this nightmare had been strangled to death by Xuan Zhen's flying sword.

A steady stream of giant eggs fell from the sky, one by one nightmare appeared, they chased Qionghua disciples to bite and kill, Xuan Zhen calmly resisted the attack of the nightmare, ordered the disciples to form a good formation and attack again, many people helped Next, beheaded a lot of nightmares.

There are many people in the nightmare family who have no power to restrain chickens, because they have their own world, and they don't need to practice black magic to save their lives in the world, they only need to learn to swallow dreams.Therefore, among those nightmares, only a few are powerful enough to attack and can't be ignored. Other monsters can turn them around as long as they don't fight melee.

Soon, the disciples of Qionghua stabilized their position, while the casualties of the nightmares intensified.

Kong Lan watched one life after another, Qionghua's disciple died, leaving behind a corpse, while the demon died, but scattered into spiritual power, leaving nothing behind.At first glance, it seems that only Qionghua sect's disciples died, not nightmares, among the blood-flowing Qionghua sect.

A few elders just flew far away, and they could kill a large number of nightmares with just a few hits.

On the Juanyuntai, Suyao Yuntianqing and the others who formed the Seven Star Sword Formation were also caught in the battle, the usual smile on Yuntianqing's face disappeared, her brows were tightly knit together, her expression was ugly.

"Junior Sister Sulan! Don't be in a daze!" When Suyao passed by Kong Lan, she saw that she was just standing there blankly, she immediately reminded her, and the next second she turned to the other side following the movement of the sword formation.

A burst of purple demon flames sprayed towards Kong Lan, and Kong Lan raised her hand, and sent the nightmare in front of her flying.

In fact, she didn't want to see anyone die like this at all, but anyone should pay for their choices.

'Master Taiqing, do you feel sad? Kong Lan looked at Taiqing standing on the top of the mountain from afar, waving Duan Kongjian to resist the attack of the nightmare.

laugh--!

A sword energy pierced through a young nightmare, and when the disciple who killed the demon was laughing, the scarlet-eyed nightmare who lost his beloved son bit it into two pieces, blood and flesh spattered, and internal organs crackled It fell to the ground.The next moment, Qionghua's disciple, who had been friends with that disciple, roared angrily with tears, and chopped the nightmare into thousands of pieces.

The endless hell is nothing more than that.

There is no so-called justice or evil here.

Looking at the current situation, the disciples of the Qionghua Sect were murderous, and the nightmares were vicious and cruel.But isn't it because the Qionghua faction looked down on monsters and felt that killing monsters was justified?Human beings are stupid. Seeing monsters with ferocious and strange faces, they think they are all evil and not of our kind, so their hearts must be different.Killing monsters and gaining benefits at the same time, such a great good thing, Qionghua faction disciples feel that they are not wrong.

And what is wrong with the Illusory Death Realm?They are the real models of sitting at home with nothing to do, and disasters coming from heaven!Nightmare tapirs live in their own world, and they do not interfere with human beings. In addition, they feed on nightmares, which are beneficial and harmless to the world, but now they are attacked by the Qionghua faction. How can they not fight back?Is it right to wait for these monks to kill all their own clansmen and use them to make alchemy and weapons?

One doesn't think that demons are equal beings, and the other thinks it's right to counterattack head-on.

In the very beginning, it was wrong for Qionghua to hurt the innocent for self-interest.

But since the death of the first Qionghua disciple, the boundaries between right and wrong have blurred.

Human blood spattered, just now they were still laughing at Senior Sister Su Lan’s shamelessness, marveling at the magnificence of the sword pillar, just now secretly comforting his senior brothers, senior sisters and senior sisters, they were torn apart by sharp claws in the breath, and the broken corpse lay on the ground. On the ground, blood flowed all over the place.

In this case, even if it was his own fault, how could he bear the hatred in his heart?

They are mortals, they cannot become immortals.

So they will hate!

hatred!hatred!

Those damn monsters!Just obediently offer the amethyst stone!

Just obediently offer your life!

How dare you resist!

Then kill!kill it!

Sword lights of various colors danced, and the nightmare tapirs disappeared under the attack.

The howls and anger of the monsters, the pitiful hatred, are no less than that of Qionghua's disciples.

There is only hatred here, for relatives, for friends, for elders, for lovers, for brothers and sisters, for brothers and sisters, they take revenge!They are crazy!They use all their strength to attack the enemy in front of them!

On the rolling cloud platform, the sword pillar reaches the sky.

Under the Juan Yuntai, blood was flowing.

The ground is blood-red, and as soon as a person steps on it, they will sink deep into the ground, and the splashed blood will form a blood-colored thick fog between the sky and the earth. When breathing, it seems that the blood with a strong stench Drink into the heart and lungs.

Disgusting, but inescapable.

kill!kill!kill!

Kill red eyes!