Immortal Voices Chapter 741: Open hang

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The long sword in Rong Xian's hand is divided into hundreds of swords, and everyone in the small group can be cared for by hundreds of swords.

"Rong Xian, do you really want to die with me?" one of them said sternly.

"Don't die? It's just a clown." Rong Xian's indifferent voice was faintly disdainful, and the cold and severe aura covered the sky.

As these words fell, Jian Ying was dyed a dazzling red, and with the chill of tearing through the space and slashing everything, he slashed directly towards the five.

While these five people hurriedly avoided or smashed 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 burst out from the ground. Surround everyone.

The karmic fire that used to shine in the Red Sea unceremoniously gained a sense of existence at this time.

After Rong Xian finished the layout, the figure suddenly withdrew from the situation where she was besieged by five people.

As soon as she retreated, the fire of karma soared, sealing the space where the five people were.

Rong Xian stood outside the karmic fire, looking at the sword shadow flying in the karmic fire, her eyebrows were no longer clear.

At this time, those eyes flashed with a chilling desire to control, as deep and mysterious as an endless abyss, anyone who saw it would be on alert and vigilant for the first time.

Rong Xian pinched the magic formula in his hand, Karma Fire and Flying Sword formed a different formation to besieged and killed five people.

As time passed, the movement within the formation became smaller and smaller, and Rong Xian's face paled, and even the lips of her lips lost their color.

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

Rong Xian glanced at the black ashes on the ground, his eyebrows flowed, and there was a light and breezy smile on his face, like a bright moon and a clear breeze flowing into the world, like a bright moon and a breeze.

Suddenly, she frowned slightly.

It seems that this pair of ink paintings is full of vitality.

Rong Xian looked sideways at the traces on the robe, the blood has penetrated.

She moved her mind, and the wood spirit beads in her body circulated silently, and her robes were changed into a long bi-colored dress.

It seems—more harmless.

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

A flash of fire flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, and the robe burned spontaneously without wind, turning into flying ashes and scattered on the ashes on the ground.

She looked around, looked at the bumpy land and rocks, she didn't even have the slightest idea to conceal the scene, and took a brisk step towards another small group.

The number of people who fell from the ground list increased again, and Rong Xian's name was as red and black as before, almost bleeding.

Let everyone who can see clearly understand that this servant must be exhausted in blood.

In the darkness, those who have survived felt the ground list suspended in the void, and the chill in their eyes became deeper.

This can't go on anymore. Since the little leagues can't stop the madman, they must take measures to survive.

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

It seems that the survivor’s thoughts have been guessed. The ground list flickered, and a hidden red line connected the remaining survivors together, allowing them to sense the location of others in the dark.

Like to hear and hear, the survivors unceremoniously accepted the opening of the way of heaven.

Rong Xian landed on a high hill, her eyes shone with golden light, reflecting the figures in the golden light of merits implicated by red lines.

After a long time, she bends the corners of her mouth and tidy up her clothes slowly.

The gestures and feet are like celebrity hermits who have traveled through time, and the brows are different from the romantic charm of this era, but the breath of the whole body is a little gloomy.

Rong Xian is not a good-tempered person at first. Heaven's Dao has repeatedly blocked her, really treating her as a clay sculpture.

This is taking her tolerance as cowardice.

Except for some people who don't have much brains, no one has dared to be so stupid in front of her for a long time.

Even if this object is a heaven that cannot be underestimated in the middle thousand realms.

Let's see who is the best.

"Since you opened the door to them, you can't blame me for not following the rules." Rong Xian murmured softly, like a joke in the ear of a lover, gentle and intoxicating.

Of course, the sky, who hid himself deeply, knows that if there is data to see, it is definitely a sudden drop in Cub’s favorability towards Heaven.

It cursed inwardly: death.

I don't know whether the scolding is Rong Xian or Tiandao.

Rong Xian has no sword in his hand this time, but the sword intent has moved.

The sword was awe-inspiring. In this deep night, she lifted up her long hair and rolled up the hem of her skirt.

Her sword intent is very strong, she doesn't need the assistance of a sword at all, and her awe-inspiring sword intent is already in her will and mind.

Rong Xian is still in shape, his sword aura has long been in the sky and Bo Sunyue is attacking in all directions with the force of thunder.

The small sword in Rong Xian's consciousness space trembled abruptly, as if the mighty power of countless small worlds was blessed by him, powerful and unmatched, and as if human beings have no ability to resist in the face of natural disasters sweeping the world .

In an instant, the sky was full of dust, and the ten people around were lifted off by a sword aura that was too strong to resist, each of them vomited blood and their faces were gray.

Those with strong cultivation bases and life-saving cards can still stay alive. The cultivation bases are a little bit short, even if they lose their breath of life, their souls will be wiped out.

There were countless bottomless gullies left on the ground, and the gullies exuded awe-inspiring sword aura. If there is no heavenly way or human interference, it may not be possible to repair it voluntarily in hundreds of years.

At the same time, several names on the list of places went black in an instant. This is one of the best names, not a candlelight.

But the speed at which it goes dark is no different from blowing out a candle.

For a while, the few people who still survived couldn't help but have numb scalps and their hairs horrified.

How did Rong Xian, a lunatic, 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 if they are now friendly, they can't restrain their vigilance and guard, trying to figure out Rong Xian's hole cards.

This is human instinct when facing threats.

But Rong Xian is so easy to figure out that it is not Rong Xian.

At the very least, ordinary people don't have to dream if they don't even understand Rong Xian, who is almighty and omniscient.

And when the small sword in Rong Xian's consciousness space was moving, inside the Rongguo Taimiao outside.

The black sheath long sword Weng enshrined in front of the emperor's ranking hummed, as if he was about to rush out of the Taimiao temple in the next moment.

Rong Hao, who was dealing with government affairs in the East Palace, suddenly raised his head, trembling in his heart.

At that moment, he seemed to have a connection with Qiyun Jinlong, bringing the whole Rong Guo under his eyes.

But only the monarch can do this!

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

Mother, what are you hiding from me.