Sword Moving Mountains and Rivers

Even after four thousand years of age, the Qingling gods, Ling Lingjun, who came from countless winds and waves, also had a feeling of not knowing how to be good.

Four pieces of Xianbao, no less than ten French strongmen joined forces to besieged, but they could not help. Not only did it hurt this mountain river, but as the first black-and-white night of Star Pofound Realm’s first brilliant younger generation, it was pushed to the desperate step by step.

And Chu Lingqi, even in the joint efforts of the people to cooperate with the sniper, the hard-boiled by the ‘Devil God God robbery sword, killing even a little soul on the spot did not leave.

This time, whether it is Su Hanfang, or he and Huang Xuan night, do not leave a little spare

– Even within this Beppu, their cultivation base is suppressed. Leng Lingjun himself can only use 70% mana at most. The rest of 30% must be guarded against the two instruments, and the dust in the array.

Even so, the strength of this mountain river is too horrible.

This is the case with Leng Lingjun, and the rest of the people are even more uncomfortable. The eyes are awe-inspiring and need to be Renshan River at this time. If it is not moving, it will be enough. Once it moves, there will be people who will die.

The sword of super-goods locks the cause and effect of fate, which makes people numb. As long as this ‘the sorrowful monarch, set the fruit of their death, then when the sword is out, it is when they are killed.

“Do you say that he is stupid? I said, he is looking for death, no mistakes? I don’t know the next one, who will be?”

Zhuang Wudao is still laughing with evil spirits, carrying a blood sword, looking at the people, and showing the cruelty and weirdness of a demon person.

Even for a moment, Zhuang Wudao almost always had the illusion that this is his own, the original disposition.

Fortunately, my heart is still clear, knowing that this is a causal backlash, and the results of the previous bloody magic dye, eroding the mind.

When he took this sensation and looked around, he saw everyone screaming. Then Zhuang Wudao’s line of sight finally fell on the body of Huang Xuan night, and the back lip was slightly picked, revealing the color of the sly.

“Wang Daoyou, what are you doing? Do you want to escape?”

The emperor’s night is cold and cold, and people are still staying in the ‘small konjac, hanging inside the black light curtain. At this time, he did have the meaning of getting away, and he was not ashamed by the words of Zhuang Wudao.

This time it should have been wrong to the strength of this sorcerer, but I have never thought that this person is in this empire, the strength is actually advanced by leaps and bounds.

It should be related to Taihuangzong, the layout of hundreds of thousands of years ago, not his missteps.

If there are even four pieces of fairy wares and more than a dozen lawful powers join hands, they will not be able to help each other. Then this battle will continue, and it will not help. Only when you save your strength as much as possible will you have the next opportunity.

As the Son of the First Emperor, the next demon, he can not find the strength between the two sides.

Within the two sects of the fairy tales, they and the cold spirits are not opponents at all. Only when he is out of Beppu can he have the ability to fight with it.

At this point, what he should think is not how to kill each other, but how to save his life.

It’s just a matter of how to make the people of Yuanshi Mozong safely evacuated.

In the outside court of Beppu, even if the ban is triggered, as long as it is not too important, it will only be forcibly sent away. Within this atrium, once there is a direct confrontation with the two geniuses, it will only be crushed by this big bang, this ending.

Either the original way back, or the ability to fight against the whole big force, forcibly breaking the void film of Beppu and returning to the Xingxuan world.

But how easy is this? This is the emperor’s house, just the layer of space barrier, is the strongest point in the two instruments.

Even if it is as strong as blood, it is hard to break through, let alone their Immortal Ascension environment?

From the inside out, it may be a little easier. He and Leng Lingjun, relying on two cents to the treasure, should be able to do it. Can other other side magic repair, can not be abandoned?

This is not because he cares about the side side friendship, but the manpower that is mobilized today is the essence of the Yuanshi Mozong.

Once the full damage is here, then the strength of sect in the three thousand years will drop 30%.

Even if he is a son of Yuanshi, he cannot afford such responsibility.

only–

Huang Xuan night is thinking about the strategy of getting out of the way, but only the next moment, he feels innocent,

Zhuang Wudao figure, suddenly stood in front of him. Unlike the previous fog, Huang Xuan night has already explained why.

This is not a too imaginary method, but a cause and effect to distort the void. Zhuang Wudao set the result of his position in this position, which formed the corresponding cause.

Void distorted, thinking and doing things

However, I understand that I can be as scared as Huang Xuan night. Seeing Zhuang Wudao, there is no temperature smile in front of me, only the scalp is numb.

What makes him even more shocked is that the bloody sword light has been thrown again.

“Don’t dare to distract? It seems that the lessons before are not enough. I don’t know if you are today, how is your day?”

The sword instantly broke through the ‘too original source wall, and it immediately rushed to the ground. At this time, Huang Xuan night, only reacted, a sigh. At the beginning of the konjac, immediately stretched out a big hand, and took it to the blood red sword shadow.

Yu Xian Xian Bao, mana consumption is measured in large quantities. So that at this time, there is no mana remaining at all, using other techniques. There is only one huge Taiyin star knife, heading straight to Zhuang Wudao, to attack and attack, cold and cold, seems to freeze everything.

Huang Xuan night is confident enough, even if there is no other means, only this is the power of the konjac, and Zhuang Wudao can be forced back.

After using this object, his strength can be traced to Xian Xiu, and it is not ordinary Spirit Immortal, but at least as the presence of the cold.

After the black cover of the big hand and the Taiyin Star Knife, it is from the foot of the Qingling god, the cold spirit of the king, stretching out thousands of vines, like a gun like a whip, all are tough, can attack and defend. It can be converted into a vine shield in a moment, or you can drown the whole person in Zhuang Wudao!

The ‘Wanwu Xueling Bell, the sacred blood-stained Buddha shadow, also spit out the Sanskrit, a layer of blood-colored Sanskrit barrier, and once again guarded the body of Huang Xuan night.

However, Zhuang Wudao, but smiled, the figure flashed, and it was only ten feet away. Only understate a cut, and the starry illusion of Jade Ruyi and the Taiyin Star Knife forcibly broke open. The incarnation of the emperor of the Emperor Xuan night was also followed by a sword.

Primordial Spirit backlash, in the mouth of Huang Xuan night, suddenly spit out a black blood. Eyes anger and madness, can only watch their own incarnation, turned into a little starlight, scattered between Heaven and Earth.

Zhuang Wudao is calm and self-sufficient, and has a purple thunder. Suddenly hit, it will be the light, Su Hanfang, the light flashed to the forcible. The sword light is full of scrolls, and the other magical repairs around it are all retired. The words contain a hazy laughter: “The two Taoist friends want to escape, it is best to ask the next one.”

And turned to ridicule that Su Hanfang: “Suxianzi, is this also prepared to join hands with these Yuanshi Mozong people? Knowing that the Yuanzong Mozong sinful days in tens of thousands of years, I do not know how many lives are killed, still do not hesitate to be with the devil, to protect Live their lives? Is it a fairy, but also you Liang Family, there is no collusion?”

Su Hanfang’s eyes are cold and the light is like a knife. She is not trying to save the Emperor Xuan Night and the Yuanshi Mozong, but just looking for every opportunity to kill herself with the body of the demon.

In my heart, I think about it. I can see Zhuang Wudao at this time. In the depths of Su Hanfang, there is a sense of fear and despair, which is growing wildly. It may also be because of this incompetence, the desperation of the future, only then will she be determined.

However, because of the consequences, I don’t understand it, or I don’t want to understand it.