The elder Owlman gave a deep smile and then said, "Look at yourselves."
"Lividity!"
Looking down, the man exclaimed that he didn’t know when dark red spots appeared on his skin to detain the dead.
"I can put a spell on you to delay the curse. How can I help you solve it after I have suffered from this curse for years?"
The elder smiled and revealed a rotten body that didn’t match the white teeth. "In those days, the former head master, that is, my master, was injured by the bloody Lord every day. At that time, the whole Xianjian Sect was even more precarious. Once the head master fell, there would be a disaster! Old unwilling to watch the door thousands of years of inheritance ruined, two teacher younger brothers volunteered to enter this hell eye Jedi to find rebirth and reverse the days … "
Master elder brother’s pale face looked cold and heavy. "You didn’t find it in those days. Remember the first leader in the door. You brought back the magic medicine, which not only recovered the injury, but also greatly increased the skill. In the decisive battle, the sword was cut to kill the invading blood-lust day, and more than a dozen powerful blood-lust days took the place of God. Therefore, the path was weakened and hidden, and the magic road was suppressed today …"
Qin Changfeng smacked and smacked. Although he is not interested in the history that happened in the rapid evolution of this world, everything in heaven has a right to speak. If you show respect, just listen to the story.
"Ha ha god medicine? It’s just a magic pill to grab the vitality of others! "
"Do you know? When my master recovered, five of his other disciples were killed at the same time? This account is recorded in the history of blood lust, and they all died heroically, but who knows that they all died in unwilling resentment in the secret room of Xianjian Temple and were harmed by the same door? ! ！”
The elder laughed in the sky and exuded madness, telling a secret that made the name of Xianjian Sect fall apart.
The four brothers were all stunned, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and they almost fell down. How could they think that behind their sacred and powerful legacy, it was so ugly?
"In order to get the magic Dan, I entered here together, and the two teacher younger brothers stayed here forever, and I … although I am still alive, I wish I were dead! I sold my soul to an evil spirit and signed a deed of never betraying my blood to be the first person who can walk out alive after entering the eye of hell for years, although I also have the imagination power of others … "
The elder bowed his head and smiled somberly, and his cloak hung down to reveal gray hair, which was not withered and even a little shiny. Obviously, his situation Qin Changfeng was very different.
But he exudes an eerie smell that makes him look like a spectre.
"And this time I brought you here because the time has come. I must bring sacrifices to the owner of this side to get more strength and life …"
When several living brothers of Xianjian Zongdi gradually sank to the end, the white dust cream suddenly came out and went to the field with a cold way, "So all of us are your sacrifices, right?"
In the hall, the evil wind blows through the veil in front of her, revealing her beautiful face as white as snow. All three of them have lividity, but her body is cold but awe-inspiring, and all beings are elegant and beautiful.
"Yes, it’s especially true that you are born with a unique yin body and your soul is incomplete, but you can die mysteriously like ordinary people. Strictly speaking, you are the only one who sacrifices others." The elder said that the cold wind swished people’s souls.
"All evil spirits will be beheaded!" Dust cream only replied in a word.
Voice down the hall suddenly sounded a crisp clang and saw a brilliant blue light in the dark copper lights. Huo Ran lit up with awe-inspiring brilliance. In the blue light, I saw the fairy sword behind the white dust frost proudly drawn. When hovering, she was peerless and stood in her clothes, hunting and dancing with the wind
"God, I haven’t seen you for a long time, but you still know me?"
Looking at the touch of blue fairy mountain Qin Changfeng sighed in his heart, like flowers, people are different from year to year, and now there may be this fairy sword. Remember that past …
At the same time, the blue light of Tianjun Excalibur exploded and turned into a huge blue lightsaber, which was ruthlessly cut to the elder, just like its master, who was as strong and stubborn as hate without any compromise.
"Boom" is a blue color, like the ice of ten thousand years. The temperature of the lightsaber slashes the hall suddenly, and the ice slag condenses and falls everywhere where the sword mans pass, which is amazing.
However, the big elder’s facial expression showed that the three swords and awns in vitro stood still, just raised one hand to face the sky and suddenly poured out. The attached finger of the dark and different awns seemed to become a dense ghost claw, and with a flick of a finger, the mighty lightsaber was defeated and turned into blue ice fog.
In front of the sky, the white dust frost spins violently and makes a sharp front sound. It seems unwilling.
"It’s said that you happened to be born when your master passed by your house. It’s a great gift to see this sword fall from the sky. It’s a pity that you haven’t practiced for a long time, so you are an old enemy?"
The elder said that although he was like a spectre, he was extremely conceited and overbearing, and he walked slowly forward. Every step seemed like death approaching.
"Grandpa Dust Frost is my fiancee. You must not hurt her!" The elder brother rushed to block the white dust frost and coughed violently with his hand in front of him.
"Do you know what disease you have and what can’t be cured?" The elder said faintly, "It’s a curse in your blood that you haven’t been ill for so many years! Your father inherited from me and you left your father. If you don’t sacrifice her, you will rot and die before you are 100, just like your father. Which one do you choose? "
The big brother’s face turned from pale to dead in an instant, and his whole body trembled. This result was too cruel. He never dreamed that the truth would be like this.
"Lift your curse or rot and die before you are 100 years old. Choose one!"
The elder’s words cut his heart like a sword. How can he choose between his own life and his lover?
Chapter five hundred and forty-one Who am I?
"How to choose?"
The light in Qin Changfeng’s eyes is getting brighter, and I never thought that I would see such a good play more and more interesting.
How do you choose the life lover St. Junge?
Master elder brother bowed his head and remained motionless.
"coward! You won’t choose the old man, so I’ll help you choose it. "The big elder thundered and raised his hand to pat the big brother and then walked forward."