I Have Countless Divine Swords

hong long long…

The Great Mountain began to shake, concealing the roar coming from the ground, and Zhou Xuanji heard endless complaints from his voice.

Looks like this guy’s probably going straight to him.

Zhou Xuanji continued to attack and bombed this giant mountain.

Mountain shaking, skiing dancing.

A pride of terror silhouette slowed up from the fragmented ground, which was a melting giant, flowing lava in the cracks of the stone sheet and steam into heat.

His body is swelling, but he’s barely human.

He wrecked a giant fist to Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji, take the sword.

Boom!

He was directly bombed out.

“The guy’s strength…”

Zhou Xuanji was shocked that the strength of the lava giant was beyond his expectations.

He

flew out a few hundred li enough to keep his face steady.

He took a deep breath, pouring cold energy into the Holy Ghost curse, while mobilizing the curse in sword edge.

The combination of the two forces has become extremely destructive.

He cut the sword, Great Absolute Chaotic Dao!

Thousands of sword qis wandered from all directions to Lava giants, drowning them instantly.

“Roar…”

the

Lava giants roar, the Hurricane is shaking Heaven and Earth.

Zhou Xuanji carried out an outbreak of the battlefield, instilling Paragon divine power into the Holy Ghost curse.

He’s ready for a sword to solve the lava giant, so as to avoid the festival branches.

Soon, a sword is over, silver light is on the loop, Heaven and Earth are shining.

Boom!

the Lava giants screamed, the Great Coast fleshly body broke up.

Fracture flies, lava flies.

A storm came from the center of the explosion, and Zhou Xuanji couldn’t hide and was directly absorbed.

see a flash, and then he’s in the middle of the sky.

Less than three rest times.

He landed, and his eyes opened his eyes, and the curtains were dark, and his Setting Destruction Divine Eyes couldn’t see the surrounding situation.

“Is this it?”

Zhou Xuanji doubted that he had dispersed spirit sense and less than five husbands had been isolated by mysterious forces.

It is not visible, it is not possible to understand that such a situation is sufficient to allow any major Paragon to panic.

Zhou Xuanji immediately called for a pearl.

When the pearls follow up from his head, rays out of light, light all directions.

Next second, Zhou Xuanji lives.

This is a cemetery, a cemetery, before a pile is built, every two or 30 feet, and it looks like it’s on the plain wilderness, and it doesn’t even count how many graves.

There are bones around the cemetery, and it is estimated that the same intruder as Zhou Xuanji died here.

Zhou Xuanji moved forward, and Holy Ghost cursed the sword with the soul Kunlun sword in his hands, and he had no sense of anxiety at this moment.

“What the hell is hidden here.”

Zhou Xuanji fuzzed himself, curious.

His eyes swept through the graveyard, and the words differed, but he could read it in his eyes.

It’s all big Paragon.

There’s even a pride.

Each name will mark its cultivation base, and the Ninth Chamber, Paragon, will not be in a small number.

Zhou Xuanji suddenly felt that pride might be more than identity or realm.

“Who built the cemetery for them?” Zhou Xuanji had such a doubt in his mind.

At

this point, the front walks.

He looked up, and there was a candle in the dark.

Only one saw a silhouette walking on the oil lights, and her other hand was carrying a crutcher, wearing black and old clothing, and her hair was spinning around the wool, and she looked like six or seven years old, she looked like a little fat, dead, lonely and sleepy eye.

“Who is your Excellency?” Zhou Xuanji opened the interrogation.

This old woman replied, “The custodian of the origin of the world, you can call me a cigarette.”

A cigarette?

What’s this name?

Zhou Xuanji was wondering, but it didn’t look better on the surface, and said, “Where is this place, what is your job, what would you do to me?”

One cigarette calmly said: “The cemetery in the origins of the world, the funeral site, my duty is to preserve the place of the funeral and, by the way, to establish a landmark for the new funeral.”

Zhou Xuanji picked up his eyebrows and said, “Are these dead guys all killed by you?”

A cigarette makes him invisible, and in his guess, those big Paragon and pride cannot be killed.

“No, they can’t endure endless silence, suicide, and, of course, suicide.” A cigarette desert answer.

Boom!

Suddenly, the voices of momentum exploded, and then, a strong wind came.

Zhou Xuanji was resisting the sword and a silhouette disease came before him.

When?

This is a man who wore old white dress, whose hair was ravaged, and his eyes were filled with blood, and his righthand food finger was on the Holy Ghost curse sword, and the power of terror was crushed by Zhou Xuanji and fell back.

“Great power, stronger than giants outside.”

Zhou Xuanji wrinkles, directly carrying out the outbreak of the war body and mobilizing the entire body to resist it.

He’s slowing down.

white clothed man raised his left hand, and the same pointing at him.

Zhou Xuanji also lifted another hand and sword resistance.

When?

The sword hits, the horn reaches again.

that guy’s finger is as hard as Divine Artifact!

Zhou Xuanji immediately entered the Godspeed status, hiding from White Clthed man, and then came to him, and the swords were wiped out.

A cigarette staring at the eyes, whispered: “God has no status… no, it’s not.”

She suddenly had a strong interest in Zhou Xuanji.

The

five chambers, Paragon, were able to show God’s status, and the child seemed to have a lot of atmosphere.

bang! Bang…

Zhou Xuanji had fought with White Clthed man, and he was disturbed by the fact that Divine Ability had been practiced and white clothed man completely unprepared.

“Aaaaaaaah! I’m gonna tear you up!”

white clothed man’s crazy roar is like a crazy vicious beast.

He was surrounded by blood qi, a messy black hair dancing.

See only three Devil God shadows coming out of his shoulders and back, resisting attacks in all directions.

that time, Zhou Xuanji couldn’t play him anymore.

However, Zhou Xuanji did not panic.

See only him displaying Sword-Fusion Technique and sending silver light on his face, as if Silver War God was a pride.

Bombing…

The hypocrisy of the sword erupted and countless light sword flown over the burial ground.

light sword, like a rainfall, killed white clothed man.

white clothed man growled open his arms, roared, and the shadow of Devil God rose rapidly, all opened up and countless blood light sprayed out of their mouth.

Blood lasers collide with light sword, like a cigarette feast, brightening the darkest place of burial.

Zhou Xuanji mounted Heavenly Sword Falling.

The pound of Paragon divine power is gathered in sword edge, the clouds are blown up, and a huge light sword appears, as Thunderbolt chopped down.

white clothed man can’t hide and get hit directly.

Zhou Xuanji came down and went down to White Clthed man, stabbed into his chest and manipulated his divine power.

“Be my cultivation base!”

Zhou Xuanji said with a sneer, with strong eyes.