Chapter 363
"Don't move!" The great lord ignored Yue Kunlun who had merged into the heaven and earth, and uttered two words of decree with a smile.His trigger of the rules of heaven and earth is to issue orders with the help of simple language.This style of play has never been seen in Donghua.
The decree said that Xiaoxiaosheng really didn't move, he couldn't even move his eyes.The three monks who besieged him made a quick decision, using spells, talisman papers, and weapons, each using their greatest tricks.
One person, one move becomes a famous skill!
The white-green ghost fire started a prairie fire, and thunder fell from the sky, "Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation", the thunder hit Xiaoxiaosheng one after another, as if he was a human-shaped lightning rod, nine-ringed ghost head knife, nine-ringed attack, surrounded Xiaoxiao Sheng, tightly clinging to the newly advanced Huashen Sword Cultivator, Ghost Head Sword, and Beheading Sword.
A close call!
Xiaoxiao resisted the law bluntly, covered in blood, moved before being killed, God knows how much spiritual energy he spent to break through the opponent's imprisonment.
kill!
kill!kill!
kill!kill!kill!
His eyes are scarlet, Xiao Xiaosheng, who was already insane and drinking mad, got worse. He was born as a god of killing. He turned his body into a sword, and his every move was like a sword. The sword and sword have artistic conception. , sword intent all serve one word - kill!
Blood stains the sky and the earth!
The three evil cultivators who were fighting against him in the mid-stage of pseudo-gods had no time to scream, and they turned into a rain of blood, moistening the land of the Nine Gods Hall.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, blood to wet soil.
In mid-air, Patriarch Xia, who was insane three times a day, finished his second insanity, turned into a blood man, and fell into the artificial lake in the Nine Zun Palace.
"Today's third craziest, Nascent Soul Fighting Mahayana!" The lake was churning, and the ancestor Xia, who couldn't tell if it was a blood man or something, rushed out of the water, one person and one sword, turned into a giant dragon, flipped and soared, with momentum like a rainbow, and the only target was one person—— ——Great Venerable Master, a monk in the Mahayana period, to be precise, maybe a Mahayana monk who was reincarnated from a former immortal.
Crazy!The sword cultivator of Ling Xiao is crazy, and the sword cultivator of Chong Xiao is fierce and fearless of death!I'm working my ass off!
Nascent Soul Fighting Mahayana!Which other sect would dare to make such wild words?Which sect would dare to hit a stone with an egg and really try?Life has won this battle, enough comfort!Patriarch Xia thinks so, and does so!When the sword comes out, it is the most powerful move he can use in history - breaking nine days!One sword breaks nine days!
The Great Senior took the initiative, and frowned. This was the first time Lu Ziyou saw him frowning, and he lost his calm demeanor. He seemed to have made some kind of decision. He bit his lip, angrily, and directed Xia Patriarch, who turned into a flying rainbow giant sword, shouted: "Self-injury!"
Both vomited blood.
The great lord vomited blood and covered it with his hands, with hatred in his eyes; Patriarch Xia vomited blood, his body seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer in the air, and suddenly fell to the ground, unable to move, mouth after mouth He vomited blood and his eyes dimmed.
Patriarch Xia, who was crazy three times a day, turned himself into a serious injury, a dying injury!
Xiao Xiaosheng, who was born as a God of Killing, stood with his shoulders down. Patriarch Xia's dying stimulated him. He struck out a sword, but before the sword came out, the Great Lord shouted again: "Self-injury!"
The word is a curse!It's a decree!It's the rules of heaven and earth!It is the way of the great lord!
Killing God smiled and raised his sword, and fell back straight, spitting blood, seriously injured!No less serious injury than Patriarch Xia's!
The great lord was furious, and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood. "Self-injury" is easy to use, but it hurts others and self. The higher the level of the injured person, the greater the backlash against him. If he had no choice, he really didn't want to use it.
(End of this chapter)
"Don't move!" The great lord ignored Yue Kunlun who had merged into the heaven and earth, and uttered two words of decree with a smile.His trigger of the rules of heaven and earth is to issue orders with the help of simple language.This style of play has never been seen in Donghua.
The decree said that Xiaoxiaosheng really didn't move, he couldn't even move his eyes.The three monks who besieged him made a quick decision, using spells, talisman papers, and weapons, each using their greatest tricks.
One person, one move becomes a famous skill!
The white-green ghost fire started a prairie fire, and thunder fell from the sky, "Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation", the thunder hit Xiaoxiaosheng one after another, as if he was a human-shaped lightning rod, nine-ringed ghost head knife, nine-ringed attack, surrounded Xiaoxiao Sheng, tightly clinging to the newly advanced Huashen Sword Cultivator, Ghost Head Sword, and Beheading Sword.
A close call!
Xiaoxiao resisted the law bluntly, covered in blood, moved before being killed, God knows how much spiritual energy he spent to break through the opponent's imprisonment.
kill!
kill!kill!
kill!kill!kill!
His eyes are scarlet, Xiao Xiaosheng, who was already insane and drinking mad, got worse. He was born as a god of killing. He turned his body into a sword, and his every move was like a sword. The sword and sword have artistic conception. , sword intent all serve one word - kill!
Blood stains the sky and the earth!
The three evil cultivators who were fighting against him in the mid-stage of pseudo-gods had no time to scream, and they turned into a rain of blood, moistening the land of the Nine Gods Hall.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, blood to wet soil.
In mid-air, Patriarch Xia, who was insane three times a day, finished his second insanity, turned into a blood man, and fell into the artificial lake in the Nine Zun Palace.
"Today's third craziest, Nascent Soul Fighting Mahayana!" The lake was churning, and the ancestor Xia, who couldn't tell if it was a blood man or something, rushed out of the water, one person and one sword, turned into a giant dragon, flipped and soared, with momentum like a rainbow, and the only target was one person—— ——Great Venerable Master, a monk in the Mahayana period, to be precise, maybe a Mahayana monk who was reincarnated from a former immortal.
Crazy!The sword cultivator of Ling Xiao is crazy, and the sword cultivator of Chong Xiao is fierce and fearless of death!I'm working my ass off!
Nascent Soul Fighting Mahayana!Which other sect would dare to make such wild words?Which sect would dare to hit a stone with an egg and really try?Life has won this battle, enough comfort!Patriarch Xia thinks so, and does so!When the sword comes out, it is the most powerful move he can use in history - breaking nine days!One sword breaks nine days!
The Great Senior took the initiative, and frowned. This was the first time Lu Ziyou saw him frowning, and he lost his calm demeanor. He seemed to have made some kind of decision. He bit his lip, angrily, and directed Xia Patriarch, who turned into a flying rainbow giant sword, shouted: "Self-injury!"
Both vomited blood.
The great lord vomited blood and covered it with his hands, with hatred in his eyes; Patriarch Xia vomited blood, his body seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer in the air, and suddenly fell to the ground, unable to move, mouth after mouth He vomited blood and his eyes dimmed.
Patriarch Xia, who was crazy three times a day, turned himself into a serious injury, a dying injury!
Xiao Xiaosheng, who was born as a God of Killing, stood with his shoulders down. Patriarch Xia's dying stimulated him. He struck out a sword, but before the sword came out, the Great Lord shouted again: "Self-injury!"
The word is a curse!It's a decree!It's the rules of heaven and earth!It is the way of the great lord!
Killing God smiled and raised his sword, and fell back straight, spitting blood, seriously injured!No less serious injury than Patriarch Xia's!
The great lord was furious, and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood. "Self-injury" is easy to use, but it hurts others and self. The higher the level of the injured person, the greater the backlash against him. If he had no choice, he really didn't want to use it.
(End of this chapter)
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