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Baihua Valley suffered a great disaster that never happened in a thousand years. The disciples in the valley fell one by one, blood flowed into a river, fragrance faded, blood qi soared into the sky, and the white clouds burst into tears. The heaven and earth were moved by it. On one side was a massacre, and on the other side was a disciple who was swearing to death, the moths flew into the flames.

"Let's go, let me go, don't rush up any more."

Luo Ying was bleeding in his heart, crying and crying. The elders were also red in their eyes, biting their silver teeth, and shouting loudly at the same time, not caring about them and letting them escape. However, the disciples were still killed with great difficulty, but their strength was too different. Before they could reach the fore, they were shot into blood mist by the two elders of the Yin-Yang Sect, who were like the god of killing, and turned into blood rain.

"Luoying, now I will give you a chance. After collecting the flowers in the altar, I will come over automatically and serve this saint son. I will spare the lives of the disciples of Baihua Valley."

At this moment, the Holy Son of Yin and Yang looked at Luo Ying in the altar with gloomy eyes. Although she was wearing a half-black mask, she could not hide her peerless face.

"Of course, there is also your valley master. As long as you master and disciple truly submit to my Yin-Yang Sect, they will be released," Pharaoh said in a yin test.

"Sister Sister, don't listen to this person's nonsense. As long as the valley master and elders are there, there is still hope for Baihua Valley. We disciples are not willing to die, so kill me!"

A woman in blue, holding a long sword in her hand, shouted loudly, and rushed forward with several disciples again.

"I don't know if I live or die, do you have to pile up the corpses of the Baihua Valley into a mountain?" Elder Mo snorted impatiently, and a big hand slapped it with terrifying spiritual power.

"No, no"

Luo Ying shouted sadly that the woman in blue was one of her good sisters, named Lan Meng. The two had a very good relationship in the valley and respected her very much. Now she was watching her die for herself, which made Luo Ying shout, and the ancient sword in her hand slashed her.

"Hmph, without the altar flowers, you are vulnerable at all. You still want to save people, it's just a dream."

Elder Mo snorted coldly, his voice vibrated like thunder, and directly shook Luo Ying's ancient sword. His spiritual hand cut through the space, whizzed past, and took a photo at the woman in blue and others again.

"Senior Sister, I will be your junior sister in the next life!"

The woman in blue had an oval face and was extremely delicate. At this moment, she was suffocating the spiritual power that was like a mountain. She felt bitter in her heart. She looked at Luo Ying. She was only half a step to communicate with her spirit. At this moment, the spiritual power in her body surged violently. She raised her sword and slashed a cold light, and slashed it at the big hand.

"Strike the stone with an egg, hum"

The old man Mo snorted coldly, as the shocking spiritual power passed by was like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. First of all, the female disciples were photographed in blood mist and didn't even have time to scream. The long sword of the woman in blue broke inch by inch, and her spiritual power dissipated. Her big hand pressed down on her delicate body without mercy.

"Lan Meng!"

Luo Ying couldn't help but screamed sadly, but she didn't dare to leave here, because the valley master and the elders she was guarding had reached their limit and could not help at all. She saw that her good sister was about to turn into a blood mist under the palm of the elder surnamed Mo.

"boom"

At this moment, a sudden roar of sound was heard, and the spiritual hand that was slapped at Lan Meng was dispersed one after another, and at the last moment, it was dispersed.

"Dingdengdengdeng"

The elder surnamed Mo took a few big steps in a row, his face changed drastically. He looked at the dissipation of energy. He appeared in a young boy, dressed in white and black hair, looking at him coldly, and shouted in disguise. The party in Baihua Valley was also stunned. They did not expect that there would be rescuers. After all, the Yin-Yang Sect is too powerful, and no one in the entire central region is willing to be enemies with them.

"You're finally here!"

When he saw the person clearly, Luo Ying's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she burst into tears. Looking at the man who looked like a young man, his heart was ups and downs, and he had the urge to lie in the man's arms and cry bitterly.

"It's you?"

When the Holy Son of Yin and Yang saw the man appearing in front of him, his face changed and suddenly shook the woman on his body and looked at Luo Tian. Of course, he knew Luo Tian. After all, he also participated in the Tiangong Ten Thousand Tribes Festival, but these two elders did not attend and did not know each other.

"Son of the Holy One, who is this person?"

The pharaoh looked at Luo Tian at this moment with a serious expression. He could see that Luo Tian was a guy from the early stage of psychics, but just now he easily resolved the power of Elder Mo's palm, and his strength was invisible. Although Elder Mo's palm did not use all his strength, it was also extremely powerful. The other party was only in the early stage of psychics, but it could easily resolve it, which really made him a little incredible.

"Friends from Wanku Mountain, this is my Yin-Yang Sect and Baihua Valley. Do you want to get involved too? You know that you have good strength, but we are not those wastes from Yuhuang Mountain, and your heart is infuriated."

The black and white robes of the Holy Son of Yin and Yang were roaring, and his eyes were like the cycle of Yin and Yang reincarnation, and they were indeterminate. Looking at Luo Tian, ​​his tone was a bit gloomy and terrifying.

"I didn't expect him to come at this time."

Elder Su looked at Luo Tian and said softly, with a trace of hope flashing in his eyes. She knew about Luo Tian’s strength in the battle at the South Heaven Gate. With him, it was probably impossible to kill these people, but he should be able to rush out and retain some of the fire seeds of Baihua Valley.

Luo Tian's eyes were so cold that he glanced at the scene, frowned deeply, and then looked at the Lan Meng behind him, "They are not your fights, please step back."

"yes"

Lan Meng looked at the man with a not-too-tall figure. At this moment, she was like a towering mountain in front of her, blocking the wind and rain for herself, making her feel like a dream, and nodded subconsciously, but Luo Tian had already arrived at Luo Ying.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, leave everything here to me. I will double the losses suffered by Baihua Valley today. I will ask them to pay back the losses they suffered today. Then I will count how many sisters fell, and I will ask them to pay ten in one compensation!"

Luo Tian came to Luoying, reached out and naturally helped her try the tears on her face, and said softly, directly stunned Elder Su, Hongxia and others.

"Um"

Looking at the man in front of her, her faint smile was like the spring breeze blowing on her face, but she had strong confidence. There was a strong chill in her eyes, which made her tone choked and she couldn't speak.

"What's going on with them?" Finally, Luo Tian looked at Elder Su and the others, and signaled to Elder Su and asked softly.

"There is a traitor from Baihua Valley. The valley master and the elders have fallen into the spiritual power of the Yin-Yang Sect and cannot gather spiritual power. It will take three hours to resolve it." Luo Ying said softly.

"That's right, let's share this thing with them. You should take care of something. Okay, protect them, and leave the rest to me." Luo Tian smiled at the end, then turned around and looked at the Holy Son of Yin and Yang and the two elders. His eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

"The Yin-Yang Sect people have really grown their skills. They have used such bad methods to bully a group of female people. Kneel down, I will give you a pleasure!"

Luo Tian said coldly, even he felt a little numb when he saw such a large-scale killing. Seeing the disheveled appearance of the Yin-Yang Holy Son, he hated him even more. This beast did such a thing in broad daylight, which made Luo Tian truly angry.

"Zi, have you finished showing off? A person from the early stage of psychics is so arrogant here. Let's pay ten with one. You are so angry. No matter who you are today, I will destroy you first."

The pharaoh said coldly at this moment, and stretched out a spiritual hand and grabbed Luo Tian.

"Pharaoh's heart, this person is not the same"

The Holy Son of Yin and Yang couldn't help but scream, and at the same time, his eyes changed, and his hands were rubbed. A powerful wave of Yin and Yang spiritual power came, and he attacked Luo Tian first.

"Despicable, two people attacked one person at the same time"

The elder Hongxia under the flower in the altar couldn't help but change his face when he saw this and cursed. After all, Luo Tian's strength was only the peak of the early stage of psychics, but the other party was in the late stage of psychics and the middle stage of psychics, and the difference in strength was too great.

"I'm living, the Yin-Yang Sect doesn't need to choose another saint. If you choose one, I will destroy one, and you are really stubborn!"

Luo Tian's cold voice sounded, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, but the sound remained there. The next moment, it appeared behind the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, and slapped the man with a palm.

"roar"

The Holy Son of Yin and Yang roared, feeling something strange behind him, and did not turn around. A yellow thing flew out and blocked behind him. At the same time, his palm flipped and he used a great Yin and Yang move. The spiritual power fluctuated extremely strongly and rolled in, as if the power of the Yin and Yang realms were all blessed on it.

"It's useless. I'll let the Yin-Yang Sect have no holy son from now on!"

Luo Tian's voice was extremely cold, and his big hand still slapped it. There was no terrifying spiritual power fluctuation, but the terrifying Yin-Yang spiritual power of the Holy Son of Yin-Yang actually dissipated automatically when he encountered Luo Tian's palm. Luo Tian bullied himself and slapped the yellow shield-like thing.

"Souler"

The debris flew, and the yellow shield was instantly ground into powder.

"This is impossible"

The Holy Son of Yin and Yang was shocked and instantly sacrificed three or four defensive weapons again to block his body.

"die!"

Luo Tian shouted loudly, and a series of rustling sounds sounded, like the boiling boiling water encountered by ice and snow, which instantly melted. Luo Tian still slapped the body of the Yin and Yang Holy Son with a palm.

With a "pop", the body of the Yin-Yang Holy Son flew up like a broken cotton wool, and fell heavily to the ground, spurting a mouthful of blood, pointing at Luo Tian, ​​an unbelievable look appeared in his eyes, and then his arms drooped, his head tilted, and he missed the opportunity. The third Yin-Yang Holy Son died!

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