Chapter 1551 (1/2)

Baihua Valley suffered the worst disaster in a thousand years. The disciples in the valley fell one by one. The blood flowed into a river. The fragrance disappeared and the jade fell into the sky. All the white clouds wept for it. The heaven and earth were moved by it. On the one hand, they were slaughtered, and on the other, they were disciples who vowed to die as if they were going home.

”Let's go. Let's go. Don't rush up again...”

Luoying's heart is dripping blood and crying for blood. The elders are also red eyes, biting their silver teeth, and yelling loudly at these disciples. They don't care about them and let them run for their lives. However, those disciples still want to kill them. However, the strength difference is too big. Before they rush to the front, they are beaten into blood by the two elders of the Yin and Yang sect who are just like killing gods The fog turned into blood rain.

”Luoying, now I'll give you a chance to collect the flowers from the altar and come to serve Ben Shengzi. I will spare the lives of all the disciples of baihuagu...”

At the moment, yin and Yang Shengzi is looking at the fallen flower in the altar. Although she is wearing a half black mask, it is hard to hide her unique face.

”Of course, there is also your valley master. As long as you master and apprentice sincerely submit to our Yin Yang sect, they will be released...” Said the Pharaon.

”Elder martial sister, don't listen to this man's lies. As long as you are still in the valley master and the elders, and there is hope in Baihua Valley, we disciples should not be killed. Kill them!”

A woman in blue, holding a long sword in her hand, drank quickly, and rushed up again with several disciples.

”I don't know whether to die or not. Do we have to pile the corpses of Baihua valley into a mountain?” Mo Chang's impatient hum way, a big hand contains the spirit power of terror to pat the past.

”No, don't...”

Luoying cried out sadly that the woman in blue is a good sister of her, named lanmeng. They have a good relationship in the valley and respect themselves. Now they are watching her die for herself and let Luoying drink. The ancient sword in her hand is chopped in the past.

”Hum, without the altar flower, you can't stand a single blow, and you want to save people. It's a dream...”

The old Mo Chang hums coldly, and his voice vibrates like thunder, which directly deflects the Luoying ancient sword. Lingwu's big hand cuts through the space and roars past, and then he shoots at the woman in blue again.

”Elder martial sister, I will be your younger martial sister in the next life!”

The woman in blue has an oval face and incomparable delicacy. At the moment, she is suffocated by the mountain pressure of spiritual power, and her heart is bitter and astringent. After a look at Luoying, she is only half a step psychic. At the moment, the spiritual power in her body is surging wildly. She raises her sword to draw a cold light, and cuts it off against the big hand.

”Hit the stone with an egg, hum...”

The cold hum of Mo Lao's disdain and the soul power that startled the sky were like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves. First of all, several female disciples were photographed as blood fog, and they didn't even have time to scream. Meanwhile, the long sword of the woman in blue was broken by inch, and the spiritual power was broken, and her big hand was mercilessly pressed down on her body.

”Blue dream!”

Luoying couldn't help crying out, but she didn't dare to leave the place, because she was guarding the valley master and the elders. She had reached the limit and was unable to rescue her. She saw that her good sister was going to turn into a blood mist under the hand of the elder mo.

”Boom...”

At this time, there was a sudden roar, and the Lingli hand that patted to the blue dream was collapsing. At the last moment, it was scattered.

”Pedaling, pedaling...”

The elder, surnamed Mo, retreated several strides in succession. His face changed greatly. He looked at the energy dissipation place in an incredible way. A young boy, dressed in white and with black hair, was looking at himself coldly. He couldn't help crying out. However, this side of Baihua valley was stunned. They didn't expect that there would be any help. After all, the yin-yang sect was too powerful in the whole process No one in the domain is willing to fight against them.

”You At last

When he saw the visitor clearly, the tears in his beautiful eyes flowed down. Looking at the young man, he felt a surge in his heart. He felt an impulse to cry in the arms of this man.

”Is it you?”

Seeing the man who appeared in front of him, yin and Yang's face changed. He suddenly shook the woman away and looked at Luo Tian. Of course, he knew Luo Tian. After all, he also participated in the grand gathering of the heavenly palace, but the two elders did not attend and did not know each other.

”Son, who is this man?”

The Pharaon looked at Luotian with a dignified look. He could see that Luotian was a little fellow in the early stage of channeling. However, he just defused the power of elder Mo's palm. Although Mo's palm didn't use all his strength, it was extremely powerful. The opponent was only in the early stage of channeling, but it could be easily resolved It makes him a little bit incredible.

”Friends of wanku mountain, this is my Yin Yang sect and baihuagu. Do you want to join in? I know your strength is good, but we are not the rubbish of Yuhuang mountain. Be careful to get angry... ”

The black and white robes of the son of yin and yang are hunting and hunting. His eyes are like the alternation of yin and Yang. He looks at Luotian with a gloomy and terrible tone.”I didn't expect him to come at this time...”

Elder Su looked at Luo Tian and whispered to himself. A glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes. She knew that Luo Tian's strength in the first battle of Nantianmen was impossible to kill these people, but she should be able to rush out and keep some of the fire seeds of Baihua valley.