I Have Countless Divine Swords

“Good guy, Paragon’s will has begun to wake up!”

Little Paragon’s alarm was ringing in Zhou Xuanji’s ear, full of unbelievable and fearful.

He lived years more than Zhou Xuanji, when he knew the legend about Paragon day was more true.

Once Paragon is resurrected, that will come true havoc!

Zhou Xuanji said, “Why haven’t you been quiet since she woke up? Emperor Yang didn’t talk, were they talking?”

Emperor Yang was trapped in a strange silence with the maroon ape, and they looked at it and showed the same smile, the cold to the extreme.

Qilin was also discovering mistakes, and his eyebrowing looked at Emperor Yang and the maroon ape.

The horn Saint Monarch’s piano is still ringing, getting bigger and becoming the only voice in the valley.

Qilin’s eight flights to Qilin’s ancient absurd, intense inquiries.

“Big brother, what do we do?”

“Can we still control Paragon?”

“How can I feel bad? They don’t have anything to do with it?”

“Either, let’s retreat.”

“Big brother, do it, kill him!”

In

the face of the anxiety and impetus of the men, Qilin is an ancient faceless calm.

His eyes have been staring closely at the maroon apes, and he wants to see the marvelous apes, to be precise in the Paragon sky.

“记住一点，永远不要小看你们曾仰望的力量。”

The voice of Saint Monarch of the Rainbow is full of magic, and Qilin IX is intolerable.

Qilin, what seems to have been thought of, “No way!”

He flew towards Paragon.

Emperor Yang suddenly picked him up, and hundreds of golden souls flew out of his palm, all of them in the same way.

Qilin’s ancient surroundings are intended to disperse these golden souls with its own Paragon divine power, which is directly tied to them and swift to the distant.

At this point Emperor Yang’s eyes, overflow is blushing and shattered into a terrifying face.

He’s staring at the maroon ape, laughing at said, “Paragon, you’re really plot against it!”

The

golden eyes of the maroon apes are staring at him, brief remark hair, and the eyes are still cold.

The rainbow Saint Monarch suddenly appeared in front of Emperor Yang, and he was trembling and shocked.

“How could you…”

The Rainbow Saint Monarch is trembling, and the face is difficult to keep calm.

Emperor Yang looked for him, said, “Longtime time no see, brat, persuade you not to do much.”

The eyes of the dragon ape also follow the rainbow, Saint Monarch.

Neon Saint Monarch is silent.

All creature observations from far away are very confused.

What do you mean?

The Rainbow Saint Monarch met Emperor Yang?

Emperor Yang also called Rainbow Saint Monarch brat?

This is really unreasonable, isn’t Emperor Yang holding the dragon ape?

No.

The exact thing is that Paragon was caught!

Zhou Xuanji was obsessed, and he said, “What do you mean? Emperor Yang in the body’s other soul is awakening?”

Little Paragon replied, “Yes!”

His tone became extremely complex, and the ghost said: “What does the soul seem to know about Saint Monarch and Paragon? I always feel wrong, or you should quit!”

Withdrawal?

Zhou Xuanji wrinkled dashing eyebrows into a delay.

It’s not easy to get here. Just leave?

Think about it. No, he’s coming here.

Paragon is already awakening his own consciousness, looking at Qilin’s ancient absurdity, and clearly has lost control of Paragon’s day.

He’s not working anymore.

“Are you sure?” He asked again.

“Make sure!” Little Paragon has a strong word.

The

voice fell, Zhou Xuanji turned straight away.

“Primordial, I didn’t think you were alive!”

Neon Saint Monarch’s voice is ringing, and his tongue is full of rage.

“What? He’s one of the three days of old primordial Heaven! Run! Full speed!”

Little Paragon was frightened, Zhou Xuanji was frightened, but he left immediately and completely.

And he left the valley at the fastest speed.

Other big Paragon noted his escape, when there were others following it.

But the vast majority still chose to stay, and after all, there was a rainbow, Saint Monarch.

“What do you mean, three days after ancient pride?”

Zhou Xuanji flew and asked.

Is Paragon one of those days too?

“Three to the highest powerhouse after the ancient period, namely Paragon, Primordial, Primordial Chaos, who are superior to power and are known as the post-ancient three days of pride, were born in different times, and they were naturally the Heavenly Dao of the community of the parties, which is so extreme and invincible.”

Little Paragon was nervous about saying, “The tongue.”

“The strength of the post-ancient three days has not matched, Paragon has not failed, nor has Primordial and Primordial Chaos been defeated.”

“After Paragon, Primordial disappeared on baffling day, and as for Primordial Chaos day, he had been working with Paragon day and had been one of three days without distinction!”

Zhou Xuanji can hear a heartbeat.

The presence of Emperor Yang in the body was so large that it was not surprising that it could be perfect to cover its own existence and let Emperor Yang not notice it.

He sent Emperor Yang back to Paragon. What the hell is going on?

And that Primordial Chaos Heaven!

What does it have to do with Paragon?

Why would Paragon give his chance the name Primordial Chaos opportunity?

Did he ever see Primordial Chaos?

Zhou Xuanji has suddenly flourished many thoughts in his head.

“It’s a big problem, Primordial, working with Paragon Sky, which is going to sweep the universe, and before my fall, I’ve never heard of a stronger presence than three days after ancient pride!”

Little Paragon lamented, with despair.

Zhou Xuanji eyes, said, “They should not be friendly, or why would Paragon do it to Primordial, and would Primordial not want the power of Paragon?”

In that statement, Little Paragon was surprised and felt possible.

Bombing…

Suddenly after that, even Zhou Xuanji, who was in Space-Time Turbulence, was blown up with seven pieces and almost fainted.

He looked back, and Space-Time Turbulence in the back had collapsed and countless lightning was wanton.

Zhou Xuanji was struck by the horror of what kind of formidable power was, and it was possible to bomb Space-Time Turbulence so far across such a distance.

Luckily he’s running fast, or he’s dead!

Let’s just say that Zhou Xuanji moved directly into an absolute state of time and then sought refuge.

Little Paragon flew out of Little Paragon Sword.

He sighs, said, “Fuck, you brat is poisoned!”

Zhou Xuanji, depressed. What’s the matter with me?

“Why do you come to an endless universe, so much trouble in the universe, before Kunlun Origin Court!” Little Paragon foul-mouthed Road, some of which was desperately broken.

Zhou Xuanji is even more silent, as if he was blamed.

Little Paragon spearheaded, said, “Now it’s almost Primordial Chaos, three days together, definitely the world. Guess who Primordial Chaos will be, and when will he appear?”