The Zihuang Sect's divine realm, the mountains and rivers used to be magnificent, the beautiful scenery can be seen everywhere, the heaven and earth are rich in vitality, and rare beasts are everywhere, as if they are dwellings.

But since the war started, the wars in the territory of the Zihuang Sect God have been broken everywhere, the mountains and rivers are shattered, and the evil spirits are overwhelming. There are also corpses covered with green mountains, white bones are stacked, and the plains are covered with continuous mountains and rivers, which are directly evaporated.

That's right, factional wars are not only battles between powerful warriors, but also a full-scale war within the sect.

As the war broke out, the major holy cities immediately moved, like huge war beasts, rushing, and each holy city was filled with rays of light. Rune formations were surging, endless runes and patterns were spread over the holy city. Arms of warriors, carrying the momentum of sweeping across the eight wildernesses, brazenly launched wars and conquering the enemy camp.

The uncountable ordinary people were shocked, panicked, desolate and helpless, unimaginable. The moment before, they were still full of joy, and they raised their glasses to celebrate the birthday of the Sect Master.

The next moment, it was an endless enemy. The army bravely raised its troops to attack. The army was like a dragon, galloping across the plains, mountains and rivers, the qi and blood and evil spirits blended. The black and red aura was like a pillar of smoke, and it roared and rushed away, fighting with other sacred cities.

The leader of the Wu King Army led the army into a battle formation, turning into battle formations that destroyed mountains, rivers and universes. The purple phoenix flew into the sky, soared into the sky, and killed like thunder.

The terrifying battle formation condenses thousands of runes, forms a formation with runes, flying and spinning all over the sky, condenses into purple phoenixes, fighting wildly on the battlefield, fighting in blood.

Every time there is an attack, a mountain shattered, a river cut off, evaporated and burned by the terrifying purple flames.

The Lord of Wuhuang stood on Zi Feng's flame body, commanded the battle, and fought with other Lords in the air. The sword light spread across the sky, the sword shadows stood tall and the sword energy intertwined. In the surging dance, the warrior soldiers were shattered, tore their bodies apart, and blood stained the void.

But, soon.

The war broke out from hiding to brightness with hidden weapons, and secret soldiers emerged one by one. All the troops in the top ten holy cities were in chaos, and they could no longer form a formation and were strangled together.

Because the situation has been completely reversed and chaotic, it is too difficult to distinguish who is the enemy and who is the friend. If one is accidentally missing one person in the battle formation, it will be a ruthless massacre and no one dares to gamble.

Therefore, we simply abandoned the battle formation and, like an ordinary army, integrated the military tactics into the team, turning into big hands, weapons, and attacked each other frantically.

Even without the battle formation, the war is still terrifying, like a huge meat grinder, smashing up extremely vivid and vibrant lives.

Somewhere on the battlefield, two middle-aged martial masters were wearing bright blood-stained armor, holding standard mysterious swords, and looking at each other in a small path in a valley.

"I didn't expect you to support the sect leader."

One of the middle-aged martial masters wearing red armor spoke with an extremely complicated expression, and his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

"The sect leader is a hero! I naturally support him in the orthodox Purple Phoenix Sect."

Another blue gold armored martial master was silent for a moment and said slowly.

"The hero may not be a wise ruler. He respects his lineage only. You can imagine the fate of other branch people. Now that the new ruler is born, he is the Martial Emperor of Fengzu. He will definitely promote my Zihuang Sect. Why don't you and my brothers join in her!"

The red armored martial master took a deep breath and said.

"I have been abandoned by the clan since I was a child. If it weren't for the sect leader's lineage, I wouldn't have been like me today. For me, the clan is not bullshit, what's the use of it? Whoever challenges the sect leader is my enemy!"

The blue gold armored martial master's eyes were cold, and his qi and blood were like lead and mercury, rushing in his body, making a dull sound of water, and a majestic momentum rose.

"It's useless to say more, fight!"

The red armored martial master gritted his teeth.

"No."

The Qingjin-armored Martial Master suddenly raised his sword, and with a "puff", he cut off one of his arms.

This scene made the red armored martial master stunned. In a daze, a trace of crystal appeared in the tiger's eyes.

"You and my brothers are their own masters and have their own wishes, but at least my brothers are in trouble, I don't want to kill you. You saved my life and cut off this arm, and you and I will be ruthless. When you see each other again in the future, you will face life and death."

"If I die today, I will repay the kindness you had saved my life. If I am not dead, after this battle, if you are alive, you and I will fight another battle. If you die, I will bury you and cut off your grave. If you are brothers in the next life, I will repay your kindness."

After saying that, the Labyrinth Armored Martial Master looked at his former good brother deeply, as if he wanted to deeply imprint his appearance in his soul.

After a moment, he turned around and left, his body shaking, staggering, and forced himself to move away, gradually disappearing in the vast forest.

"well!"

The red armored martial master looked bitter, and he went forward to pick up his arms and put them away, leaving here.

The Zihuang Sect can only have one co-lord!

The old sect leader and the new sect leader can only survive.

In a bloody and tragic battlefield, there were warrior soldiers everywhere. Here, there were corpses, bloody smell, and the killing was overwhelming. The war continued all the time.

Such tragedies are happening everywhere.

Somewhere on the battlefield, a burly figure was carrying a golden spear, and the energy was poured into the spear, which inspired several feet of spear light. The figure was like flying, and a fierce lion-like battle beast under his crotch, galloping on the battlefield with unparalleled courage.

Puff puff puff!

Three consecutive guns were stabbed, and the spear trembled, three golden spear flowers sprinkled out, unstoppable and unstoppable, easily killing three peak martial masters belonging to the sect leader's lineage.

In the blink of an eye, the spear had been taken back, but the afterimage of the spear flower did not dissipate, but gradually bloomed and turned into three gorgeous and moving magical flowers, like a flash in the pan, beautiful and fascinating.

suddenly!

The burly young man holding a spear raised his eyebrows and raised his spear, as if he wanted to smash the blue sky, and was extremely fierce. He took the shadow of the guns all over the sky and roared through the air.

boom!

The golden vital energy and the red vital energy intertwined, like a volcano, the void roared, and two figures retreated at the same time.

Repelling the attacker, the young man gathered his eyes and saw a beautiful face he didn't want to see the least. The face was full of disappointment, sadness, and sadness. The sword in his hand pointed directly at him.

"Wan'er... Didn't you disappear? Why did you suddenly come back!"

The young man breathed stagnantly, staring at the beautiful figure in front of him, and was speechless for a moment.

"Why?"

In just three words, the woman seemed to have used up all her life.

"What kind of clan and bloodline are? Just because I am an outsider, their sect leader's law enforcement team forced you and me to separate. I hate them! I wish I could kill them all!

Is my talent potential very poor? The Zihuang Sect only relies on bloodline talent to support it. Without bloodline, are they nothing? What is the meaning of such a sect?

Since they look down on ordinary warriors like me, this time, I will let them know how insignificant their so-called pride is!"

The young man danced wildly with his spear, as if he was crazy, his eyes were red, and he shouted like crazy.

"But they are my tribe members after all. If you don't like it, I can go with you."

The woman looked sad and her pretty face turned pale.

"Impossible. Although the human race is big, where can we go? Instead of hiding it for the rest of our lives, I would rather turn it back."

"Wan'er, don't worry, I will save you. I will let them see me coming to them with glory, let them see that without blood, I can still achieve great things!"

The young man's eyes were firm, and as soon as he stepped on the beast under his feet, he would turn around and continue fighting.

Suddenly, a slender figure flew towards him, blocking his face, tremblingly raised the sword in his hand, and crystal tears fell like beads with broken lines, forming a string.

The woman's pretty face with beautiful eyebrows was pale, but her body stood straight, her voice was as firm as a rock, and she said, "Stop! If you want to kill my tribe, step over me first."

Upon hearing this, the young man's eyes froze.

After a long time, the young man suddenly grinned and blocked the spear behind him, and his long smile shook: "Okay! I have no regrets when I die in your hands in Wan'er!"

laugh!

The spear came out of the pond like a poisonous dragon, and suddenly penetrated through the air. The golden light was brilliant, and the vitality condensed as the essence. The spear was radiant and illuminated hundreds of feet of the void.

The woman also waved her long sword, and the purple flames lingered on it, like light and smoke, and the clouds were swelling, which was amazingly gorgeous. Behind her, a pair of phoenix wings were spread out, emptying the air, and the rapid shadow was like lightning, rushing to kill quickly.

Not long after, in just over twenty rounds, the young man roared, and the spear and the sword fought fiercely. The golden light and purple flowers soared into the sky, the vitality was violent, and the clouds rolled like pillars.

when!

With a roar, the purple flame on the sword disappeared and broke directly, but the spear could not hold it in, piercing through the woman's shoulders.

"Wan'er!"

The young man's expression changed wildly, and he rushed forward with a crazi look on his face, with a hint of doubt flashing in his heart, but he didn't care about thinking so much. At this moment, he only had his Wan'er in his heart.

Whoosh!

Just then, a sharp arrow shot like black lightning, pointing directly to the young man's back, hissing and harsh, with a surging murderous intent.

"careful!"

The woman's face changed drastically and she also pounced on her. The two of them intertwined. The sharp arrows directly penetrated the woman's lower abdomen with a terrifying force, and a hole as big as a fist burst out.

"Wan'er!"

The young man cried with tears of tears, his eyes were filled with blood, and he hugged the woman tightly in his arms.

"Gugu~ Do you know why I disappeared for so long?"

The woman was smiling like a flower, coughing up blood from her mouth, and her slender fingertips brushed across the corners of the young man's cracked eyes, with tenderness in her eyes.

"Why? Didn't the clan imprison you?"

The young man asked subconsciously.

"Because... I ran out secretly and gave birth to our child. The girl, I used your name, Wanjun, I... had sent her away, arranged it, and kept it in a civilian home."

The woman had a bright smile and her face was filled with the doting and tenderness of being a mother.

"Me, my child..."

The young man was completely confused.

At this moment, he finally understood why the woman disappeared for so long and there was no news, and why her strength had regressed so much, but he was ready to die at the hands of the woman.
To be continued...