Sword Moving Mountains and Rivers

Sure enough, just after an instant, a purple gold sword light that is hard to see is flashing. Silent, instant, no trace, bursting from the back of Zhuang Wudao

“Xuantian Shenjian”

I have never seen it before, but at this moment, Zhuang Wudao only discerned it at a glance. This is the masterpiece of Profound Saint Sect, the mysterious sword of the gods.

——If you think of the Great Sect’s teaching of the town, it’s a grand atmosphere, and it’s a big mistake.

Profound Saint Sect’s Xuantian Shenjian can certainly open and close, and the atmosphere is majestic. It can also sneak into the sinister, and the sword takes a slant, just like this.

‘Hey, a soft bang, shocking the sky. It was a too yin and yang sword, and it was stopped in the side of the body in a timely manner. The swords were attacked by the swords.

Zhuang Wudao can even hear clearly, the horror and voice of the mind inside the blade. It seems to be incomprehensible, with ‘Xuantian Shenjian, strong, actually seems to be invincible in the confrontation with Zhuang Wudao.

It is so concealed that Zhuang Wudao does not intend to give up on this, his temper has always been reasonable. That too, the yin and yang swords instantly differentiated, and they chased them away. On the purple gold sword shadow that tried to look far away, they even cut the bullets. Between a breath, there are more than 20 snipers, and the precision is extremely slamming in the same position.

The vast swords carried by the Xuantian Shenjian, only a moment, were smashed by Zhuang Wudao’s pair of yin and yang swords, and they were almost collapsed.

However, after more than 20 swords in a row, Zhuang Wudao had to turn his attention back. A knife, now from the west, swept away. Five thousand miles in the air, still sharp and sharp,

If it were not the space of this ancient battlefield, it would be wide and large enough, and the spirit of thought that was condensed for millions of years would be strong enough. Almost has been split by this sword, split

Zhuang Wudao’s smirk, Great Falling Monument Hand boxing handcuffs, 30 million like the fist power to the peak, just a palm stroke, just before the thousand knives, the smashed.

Just above Zhuang Wudao’s palm, but also a trace of blood. With his undead golden body on the fourth floor at the moment, with the gloves left by the magic lotus seeds, he was still cut by this knife.

Just as before, he broke the mind and did not move at all.

“Heaven and Earth”

Zhuang Wudao’s eyebrows were slightly picked up, and they showed their self-deprecation. Heaven and Earth This kind of Dao Body is born to condense the most sharp and fierce Geng Jin in this time.

In front of the world’s first person, his Hegemon Body Astral Body is not enough.

However, it is just like this. Can you use a knife that can’t be used?

The figure changes and flickers, moving in the continuous knives and knives, floating and swaying, unrestrained and continue to fly forward.

In the sky, there was another explosion.

“The erection is mad”

The thunder-like shock, from the purple gold sword light. The imperial sacred swordsman is clearly angered by the frustration of the previous wolf. Once again, when it was regrouped, it was madly counterattacked.

“Xuantian borrows the spirit, the holy sword swears”

That brilliant sword light, suddenly burst out of thousands of lightning, Jianqi in a flash, a tenfold increase. Strong and sturdy, with a lot of anger, swaying

Wherever passed, the earth splits. All the ghosts, all purify the silence, the great force, and tightly locked the Primredial Spirit of Zhuang Wudao. Fully locked, oppressing every bit of space in Zhuang Wudao.

“Hurricane?”

Zhuang Wudao saw it, but it was a laughed heartily. It didn’t evade. The body was directly rushing toward this huge sword light, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

The yin and yang swords are hovering around the body, and the knives that are successively impacted are smashed.

boom

Just a moment, one person and one sword, it is like a meteor collision. But when Zhuang Wudao’s body, when confronted with the Jianfeng, the space around the body suddenly suddenly trembled, suddenly collapsed and suddenly expanded. The figure of Zhuang Wudao has also become ethereal and illusory.

After a huge shock, Zhuang Wudao was completely innocent, and even a piece of clothing was not lost. On the contrary, it was 30,000 feet behind, and the original ‘Big Vishamo’s wheel array, there was a mourning. Qiankun moved, and the mysterious sword of the Xuantian Shenjian was wrapped up, almost all the creatures here were swept away!

At the last moment, the two big men were simultaneously shooting, blocking the sword of the Xuantian Shenjian for a moment. Even so, all the remaining Foundation Establishments here are directly crushed into the minced meat by the mighty sword!

Seventy-two Golden Cores are justified, and only alive more than forty people, all of them are seriously injured. The two big men are also broken, and the body is broken.

Fortunately, the ‘Xuantian Shenjian, the imperial person’s timely detection, took power. Otherwise, there will be no more than ten people who can survive under the ‘Xuantian Shenjian’, which is comparable to the Void Refining cultivator.

“Zhuang Wudao ”

Within the purple gold sword light, there was a thunderous roar again. The anger is extremely extreme, and it is also by this scream that I declare to the Sugawara Temple and others that they vent their apologies.

“I am not willing? Annoyed? Xuantianzong so-called Xuantian Shenjian, but it is not so arrogant, it seems that it is not my Zhuang. But a young man, what qualifications yell in front of me?”

The so-called ‘sword sword, the skill, either put pressure on words, to achieve the goal of not fighting. Either spur the enemy, make the opponent go crazy and lose your mind, and give yourself a chance.

Zhuang Wudao usually speaks a few words, but within the dream, he is trained by sword spirit. The skill in this aspect is also the level of the master.

With the illusion of sound, the ability to provoke people’s emotions has reached peak.

Take the flowers and pick up the wood, and pass on the sword power of Xuantian Shenjian. Zhuang Wudao did not even close the hand, and it was a fist to pull out behind him. He hit a 40,000-footer, and a big sister who had been seriously injured.

It is a pity that there will be a knives flying in the air and smashing his empty fists. And the information seems to be the name of Jinge and the big Zhengzheng, but also promptly shocked, immediately urging a variety of treasures of the body, and borrowing the power of the symbol, the whole person flew back to the hundred miles.

Zhuang Wudao is also a pity that Mu Yuanxuan can stop himself from killing this, and he can’t stop him from starting another big beggar next to him.

If you are not sure, in the world, the first person will kill you, why should you come to this jade original?

Therefore, the one stop here is just a rehearsal.

Zhuang Wudao fist power Converged, and turned to the sky, the big picking star has been mobilized within a thousand miles, all the magnetic force.

However, halfway through, Zhuang Wudao is a micro-condensation of his eyes, showing a faint color.

Wei Wei save Zhao? interesting–

But still did not close, no line of magnetic giant palm, the person who has fled to 600,000 feet away, firmly hold Zhuang Wudao and then force a tight fist, the name of the call ‘Nine Jing, The big cockroach is right, from the chest and abdomen, the half body is held by Zhuang Wudao, and it is crushed into powder.

It is a pity that it is said that this is ‘nine quiet, innate talent is good, and is expected by the Sugawara Temple. It is impossible to be one of the few people in the world. However, there are hopes that after two hundred years, they will enter the top 20 of the monument. It’s a pity that I went to the Primordial Spirit Initial Stage early in the war today.

On the ‘Nine Jing, forcibly killing, Zhuang Wudao’s body week, also appeared four silver beads. The light and shadow flashed a little, and the figure of Zhuang Wudao was moved to a distance of three hundred miles.

– This is the dozens of Primordial Spirit cultivator, and the seven pieces of the equivalent of the Void Refining level of the teaching instrument at the same time under pressure, he can understand, the maximum range of instantaneous movement,

Just after Zhuang Wudao left for a moment, his original place, suddenly silver-white glare like a star shines, this moment, there seem to be countless knives and shadows, staggered. Make the land here, the whole number is smashed into powder

“The world’s first knife, Muzhen is not worthy of its name”

Words seem to be admired, can be combined with the scene at this time, but it seems to be provocative. A few thousand miles away, Mu Yuanxuan was clear and clear, and the sound quality was deserted. It was clearly not provoked by Zhuang Wudao.

However, this whole battlefield is dead at the moment. All of the Primordial Spirit cultivators, which are close in speed, stopped their movements and looked at everything in front of them without words.

Outside the battlefield, people who peep into it in various ways are also silent and dumb.

This short-term encounter with less than ten interest, Zhuang Wudao has broken through the ‘Big Vishamo’s rotation, the interception, not only the breakthrough, but also under the eyes of Mu Yuanxuan, the two Liaoyuan Temple are stunned, squatting Under the sword, regardless of Mu Yuanxuan or the Profound Saint Sect’s ‘Xuantian Shenjian, it can only be divided equally with Zhuang Wudao. Even the actions of the latter can not be done.

This is so powerful that the strength is far beyond the reach of the Primordial Spirit cultivator.

The opposite is true, it is estimated that it is planning to prepare a new killer, but Zhuang Wudao has not cared. Still with a smile on the lips, trying to sense everything around me.

It seems that today in this jade original, there are more than 30 Primordial Spirit. What is the number? Sixty, eighty, or one hundred?

The Three Holy Zongs have a large army in the Central Plains. Under each education, there are hundreds of countries. In nominal terms, they are surrendering to the Great Spirit. In fact, it is equivalent to independence. Only the three holy sects are the heads of the horse. The influence of the Great Spirit on these countries is small and small.

Among the three 3,000-year-old dynasties, there are thousands of Golden Core cultivators, and the Primordial Spirit cultivator is also one of the hundreds, which is the essence of the entire Heaven.

– The three holy sects add up to just over 50 Primordial Spirits. However, at the time of peak, the three religions can mobilize at least two hundred Primordial Spirit cultivators.

The Liaoyuan Temple is especially fearful. It is the Great Ascension ancestral home of Heaven. All the Great Ascension Buddhas in the world are listening to their orders.

Just like the Great Spirit, there are at least four hundred real people in the world, and they are bound by their real people. However, less than half of those who actually listened to their orders.

Naturally, in this Central Plains, no matter whether it is a dry celestial or a sacred temple, it is impossible to use all the power.

However, there are no more than 100, and more than 60 P Primordial Spirit cultivators, but most of them are. Most of the rest of the people are watching the excitement in this jadeite. Look at his Zhuang Wudao, the ninth in the world of the new year, how to fall in the original emerald –

Coupled with the towns and churches, this battle is said to be a battle, and it is no exaggeration.

In the eyelids, the divine light is hidden. The scene thousands of miles away suddenly zoomed in from the perspective of Zhuang Wudao. The law of the ride is already visible.

But before that, there is still a layer of obstacles. The three ‘Wanfo four-image Golden Lights Treasure Santa, a ‘Big Vishamo’s wheel array, is now waiting for thousands of miles away, three hundred and sixty degrees without dead ends, will be one of the law, stationed in the place, Hold it firmly.

Zhuang Wudao is still at the same speed, still thundering, and is rapidly passing through the air. The sword in the hand, the pure battle intent gathered at this time, is getting stronger and stronger.

Not enough, there are more and more. If this battle is to win, he needs to gather more spiritual ideas.