Immortal Voices

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The long sword in Rong Xian's hand was divided into hundreds of swords, and each person in the small group could be taken care of by hundreds of swords.

"Rong Xian, do you really want to fight to the death with the five of me?" one of them said with a stern expression.

"You will fight to the death? You're just a clown." Rong Xian's cold voice revealed a hint of disdain, and her cold and murderous aura covered the sky.

As these words fell, the sword shadow was dyed with dazzling red, and with the chill of tearing through space and killing everything, it slashed directly towards the five people.

While these five people were in a hurry to avoid or smash the sword shadow, they did not notice that as Rong Xian's figure moved, the surrounding space was gradually surrounded by an invisible force, and clusters of red flames emerged from the ground, surrounding everyone. Inside.

Ye Huo, who once made a splash in the Red Sea, now has a sense of presence without hesitation.

After Rong Xian completed the layout, the figure suddenly exited the situation where he was surrounded by five people.

The moment she stepped back, the fire of karma surged, sealing off the space where the five people were.

Rong Xian stood outside the karma fire, looking at the sword shadow flying inside the karma fire, her originally clean eyebrows no longer clear.

At this time, those eyes were flashing with a frightening desire for control, as deep and mysterious as an endless abyss. Anyone who looked at them would immediately be alert and vigilant.

Rong Xian held the magic formula in her hand, and formed different formations with karma fire and flying swords to surround and kill the five people.

As time passed, the movement in the formation became smaller and smaller, and Rong Xian's face turned pale, even her lips lost color.

Until the last person fell, the fire of karma dissipated, and the sword shadows in the sky disappeared.

Rong Xian glanced at the black ashes on the ground, her brows moving, and there was a faint smile on her face, like the moonlight flowing into the world, like the bright moon and the clear breeze entering her arms.

Suddenly, she frowned slightly.

It seems like this ink painting has come to life.

Rong Xian turned her head and glanced at the traces on her robe, blood had seeped through.

As her mind moved, the Wood Spirit Pearl in her body moved silently, and her robe changed into a long blue dress.

Looks—more harmless.

She stretched out her right hand, and the blood-stained robe appeared in her hand.

A trace of fire flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, and her robe spontaneously ignited without wind, turning into flying ashes and scattering on the ashes on the ground.

She looked around, looking at the bumpy land and rocks. Without any thought of covering up the scene, she walked briskly towards another small group.

The number of people who died on the earth list increased again, and Rong Xian's name was as red as ever and turned black, almost oozing blood.

Let everyone who can see clearly understand that this guy must have suffered a lot of blood debt.

In the darkness, those who survived sensed the ground list suspended in the void, and their eyes grew colder.

This can't go on like this. Since the small alliances can't stop the lunatic, they must take measures in order to survive.

One person can't do it, five people can't do it, but what about ten people, all of them? !

As if guessing what the survivors were thinking, the map flashed, and hidden red lines connected the remaining survivors, allowing them to sense the location of others in the dark night.

To their delight, the survivors unceremoniously accepted Tiandao's trick.

Rong Xian landed on a high hill, her eyes flashed with golden light, reflecting the figures in the golden light who were linked by red lines.

After a long time, she curled her lips and straightened her clothes slowly.

He looked like a celebrity hermit who had traveled through time. His facial expressions showed a different aura from this era, but the aura around him became gloomier a little bit.

Rong Xian was not a good-tempered person to begin with, and Heavenly Dao kept giving her troubles time and time again, as if she was just a clay sculpture.

This is mistaking her tolerance for cowardice.

Except for some stupid guys, no one has dared to be so stupid in front of her for a long time.

Even if this object is the way of heaven that cannot be underestimated in the Middle Thousand Realms.

Let's see who wins.

"Since you opened the door for them, you can't blame me for not obeying the rules." Rong Xian whispered in a low voice, like a whisper in the ear of a lover, so gentle that it makes people heart-wrenching.

However, Cangtian, who has hidden himself deeply, knows that if there is data to show, it is definitely that Zaizai's favorability towards Tiandao has plummeted.

It secretly cursed: seeking death.

I don’t know whether he was scolding Rong Xian or Tiandao.

Rong Xian didn't have a sword in her hand this time, but her sword intention was already moving.

The sword energy was awe-inspiring, lifting up her long hair and rolling up her skirt in the deep darkness.

Her sword intention is very strong, and she does not need the assistance of the sword at all. The awe-inspiring sword intention is already in her will.

Rong Xian's body remained motionless, and the mighty sword energy had already reached the sky and the earth, thinning the sun and the moon and attacking in all directions with the force of thunder.

The small sword in Rong Xian's conscious space suddenly trembled, as if the mighty power of countless small worlds was blessing it, powerful and invincible, and like human beings facing a natural disaster sweeping the world, without the slightest ability to resist.

In an instant, dust filled the sky, and the ten people around them were blown away by a sword energy that was too powerful to resist. They were all vomiting blood and their faces were gray.

Those with strong cultivation and life-saving cards can still survive with a breath of life, while those with a slightly more advanced cultivation will lose their breath of life and their souls will be extinguished.

Countless bottomless ravines were left on the ground. The ravines exuded awe-inspiring sword energy. Without the interference of heaven or man, I am afraid they would not be able to repair themselves within hundreds of years.

Several names were blacked out from the list of places in the blink of an eye. These were the names of the most powerful people, not candles.

But the darkness fades as quickly as blowing out a candle.

For a moment, the few remaining people couldn't help but feel their scalps numb and their hairs standing on end.

How did this lunatic Rong Xian do it?

Not only are they speculating, but Sima Hengjun and others are also speculating.

Rong Xian's abilities are too mysterious and powerful, and the unknown is always scary.

Even though they were friends now, they couldn't restrain their vigilance and vigilance, wanting to find out Rong Xian's trump card.

This is human nature when faced with threats.

But if Rong Xian could figure it out so easily, then she wouldn't be Rong Xian.

At the very least, even the omnipotent and omniscient Heavenly Dao doesn't understand Rong Xian, so ordinary people don't have to dream.

And just when the small sword in Rong Xian's consciousness space made some movement, outside Rong Guotai Temple.

The black-sheathed long sword enshrined in front of the late emperor's rank was buzzing, as if it was about to rush out of the Ancestral Temple at the next moment.

Rong Hao, who was handling government affairs in the East Palace, suddenly raised his head and felt a tremor in his heart.

At that moment, he seemed to be connected with the Luck Golden Dragon and took the entire Rong country into his eyes.

But only the monarch can do this!

Rong Hao came back to his senses, frowned, put his little hand on his chest, his eyes were sharp and serious.

Mother, what have you hidden from me?