Sword Moving Mountains and Rivers

“Just stop here? Mudaoyou is too hearty”

Just as Zhuang Wudao was silent, there was a flash of Buddha light in the void, and an image of a monk appeared in the void. It is the manifestation of the Primordial Spirit, but the facial features are different from the wisdom of the Fa, and the appearance is extremely old. However, it is a fine man, and it is cold and murderous.

“Great Peace Sect Xiao Shouxin can only come in half an hour. I have two “Wanfo Sixiang Jinguang Baolun Santa” in the Yuanyuan Temple, and I am ready for the future to lock up the Dafa. This child is today. Since going to death, can you really walk away?”

“Let’s go o”

Zhuang Wudao was awkward and then laughed, and he would not leave so easily. It is not qualified to leave him alone.

With his current cultivation base, this Heaven of Heaven has nowhere else to go except for the yin and yang caves.

However, the tyrannical strength revealed by the Great Spirit and the Three Holy Lands today is indeed beyond his expectations. The rest are good, Zhuang Wudao has enough margin when estimating this victory. There are two places in the spirit, but they are not in his expectation.

The first is the four dragons of the Great Spirit, which are under the blessing of the spirit of the city, and the strength is strong and does not allow Dao Fusion.

The second is that Mu Yuanxuan arrived in time, and this person’s hand is empty.

With the words of the card, the eyes of the surrounding Yuandaozi and Luotianshu are slightly different. The rest of the Heavenly Dao League and Yan’s Primordial Spirit are even more ignorant of the killing intent.

In today’s battle, there are two Primredial Spirit cultivators in the hands of Zhuang Wudao, and the rest of the Golden Core Foundation Establishment is even more unknown.

The hatred of the people is even more fearful of their fear. For this reason, it is even more inkill intent. As long as there is an opportunity, no matter what the price, it will be completely buried in the tens of thousands of years.

Only Mu Yuanxuan, still carrying a knife, did not say a word.

Zhuang Wudao glanced at it and suddenly noticed in his heart: “Is this piece of fairy shards in the knife, but from the Demon Dao ritual?”

The treasures like the empty knife and the empty mirror, the Primordial Spirit cultivator wants to use, it will cost a lot, it is the unbearable weight of the Primordial Spirit.

Demon Sect is a device that can be used more easily. However, it is necessary to extract the Qi and blood elements of the people and even dye the Primordial Spirit.

No wonder, today the undoubtedly is a full advantage, but still only intends to push him back. Either still do not want to fight with him, or it is this empty knife, Mu Yuanxuan can not be used for too long.

“True people are like a torch”

Mu Yuan Xuan took a deep breath, his eyes are even more cold: “But there is a real person, Mu has changed his mind.”

Zhuang Wudao’s heart is like a mirror, and it has already heard the meaning of Mu Yuan’s metaphor. The so-called change of the idea is that this is already ruining Qi and blood, the soul is exhausted, but also to fight with him all the time, only because of the words of Zhuang Wudao, the former first person in the world, has felt the shame. – Although he did not mean it.

However, Zhuang Wudao did not care, only inwardly sighed, and then a cloak made entirely of sword air, suddenly covered the whole body.

In today’s battle, he still wanted to leave some means to be a card to be robbed. But if you can’t even get through today’s customs, what are you talking about in the future?

It is indeed a big burden. With the accumulation of San Shengzong and Da Ling for thousands of years, where is there room for retaining strength?

The heavy swordsmanship has been blessed, and Zhuang Wudao will step out again. Between the two sides, this is with swords drawn and bows bent, at the touch of a hair. Zhuang Wudao has just moved, and the airs of the people around him have all been motivated. However, at this time, the sky fell in the sky, but suddenly shouted: “Where is Nie Xianling?”

The expression of Nie Xianling has disappeared from the senses of the people.

This female was coerced by Luo Tianshu and several Primordial Spirit cultivators. Before the two sides struggled, but Nie Xianling at this time, but has disappeared, I do not know.

The face of Luo Tianshu is now a piece of iron. In other words, the previous Nie Xianling has always had a lot of effort, so he can move forward and backward when he is entangled with him. When he is fully committed, he can pass through his mind and quietly walk away.

If he really leaves from the Imperial City, he will not care, but there is a feeling of uneasiness in the heart of the world, but it is a burst of heart.

Yuan Daozi is also a doubt. How to see that the first female practitioner in the world does not seem to leave Zhuang Wudao, the person who flees alone, the two feelings are thick, no one in the world can compare.

But now, where is this woman, where did it go? What is the plot?

I can’t think of it, when Yuan Daozi wants to give up. In the distance, watching the moon and scattered people, suddenly opened: “It is a Prince, this woman is going to the East Palace”

“Prince?”

Yuan Daozi suddenly roared and looked to the east. This is the fifth heavy palace city, the west is the Queen Mother’s residence, and the east is not the East Palace?

“Chaotic thief”

Looking at Zhuang Wudao with a cold look, he took off the shape of the slightest hesitation and moved away in the east direction. The idling speed is very fast, almost reaching the Primordial Spirit peak.

Zhuang Wudao didn’t care, and looked at it coldly. These people think it is extremely fast, but what is the use of rushing? It is estimated that it is too late when it arrives.

Moreover, at this time, these people in front of him, I am afraid that there will not be too much energy to distract other!

Unscrupulously continue to move forward, air traction, four ‘Dragon Armor, the first is to sneak

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In the East Palace, before the grand palace, the face of Prince Edward Yanchen was pure and white. The lips trembled a little, and it was difficult to hide the fear and looked across.

Dressed Nie Xianling a sword wing plumage. At this time, I am slowly stepping out from the void. The sacred sword is on the side of the body, like a smart and playful elf.

“You are the Royal Highness Prince of the Great Spirit, Yan Caichen?”

As I spoke, I came closer. Nie Xianling’s graceful appearance is like a dusty fairy, the rare beauty of the world, and it is more beautiful under the blood red sword light. It can make any man in the world feel at ease.

But at the moment, in the eyes of Yan Caichen, the woman in front of her eyes is like a demon who has climbed out of the abyss of the earth, making him sick and fearful. The cold killing intent lingers, like the essence, making him chilly. The air compressor was locked and locked, and even his heart was cracked, and he could hardly move.

“Guarding the Prince”

“The thief is bold and can’t be lawless.”

“The right and left Dongweiwei rate, not to take this demon woman”

The big and powerful Wenchens on both sides of the left and right sides are both shocked and angry at the moment, and far away is a wave of soldiers wearing armor, and the tide is rushing.

Some of the cultivators belonging to the Donggongwei rate, earlier on, used the Taoist method to hit the body of Nie Xianling. Despite the scruples of the Prince, some tyrannical techniques are not used. However, if you can be selected for the East Palace, these cultivators are all one-of-a-kind, or they are highly skilled, or Martial Dao.

There are nearly a thousand arrows around, and the waves are coming from all directions. Countless Rayfa ice blades exploded at the side of Nie Xianling.

Nie Xianling did not pay attention to it. The arrow was close to the body. Only a few parts could collide with her swordsmanship through the borderless swords, and issued a series of ‘jingle, sound. Sparks splashed, most of these arrows will bounce back in an instant, a member of the Foundation Establishment cultivator flashed blood, and then after the burst of the arrow, the body was either directly torn into pieces, or blood stains.

Those symbols are also general, and the thunder and the like are directly reversed and returned. It is the technique of icewood, which is also intercepted by the sword and feathers when it is close to the side of Nie Xianling. Outside, within three feet, everything is as usual, three feet away, but the ice is like a prison, lush.

It seems that the body has been repaired to the sixth or even seventh level without breaking the golden body. Nie Xianling is so incurable, and the law is hard to hurt, and he went to the front of the Prince.

When the finger was empty, he took a drop of blood from the eyebrows of Yan Caichen. Then a trace of True Origin is poured into the blood and is carefully identified.

Throughout the process, Yan Caichen could not resist at all. Both feet seem to have rooted, although there are thoughts of escape. But it can’t be put into action. I can only scream with both eyes, and the words are difficult: “The demon girl, I am the great spirit Prince. If you dare to kill me, you will be condemned.”

“Heaven?”

Nie Xianling smiled, but after that point see the blood, sent the slightest golden color.

“Dragon? So, you are a prince.”

The bloody sword light was cut directly to Yan Caichen’s neck.

She once read the Taoist book, the emperor is the head of humanity, the prince is the prince, the candidate is the emperor, and his status is only under the emperor.

Killing the Prince, you must be backed by humanity, and you will be entangled.

However, this time, the Senior Brother, even the King of Heaven, the Heavenly Emperor did not care, why should she worry about it?

What is the fear of this district?

“Give me back to the seat, can you marry you?”

A slamming drink in the void, it is the fall of the sky, finally arrived. Hao Tian’s boxing force, crushing down, sweeping the shackles, and destroying Liuhe Nie Xianling and the Prince undoubtedly are close at hand, but did not affect the latter half, only Nie Xianling. The fist power is translucent and directly crosses the borderless sword world, impacting the body of Nie Xianling. There is also a trace of fire and red power, entangled in the sword.

Nie Xianling didn’t care, the sword light was shaken, and the sword that was entangled and blocked was smashed. Then, following the path of the void, the head of the prince Yan Caichen was forcibly degraded.

“I want to kill him, how can you?”

Full of drinking the blood of the people, the sacred sword is now giving a touch of glamour. And the fist power did not directly impact into the body, the wings of the sword that enveloped her whole body trembled, and even partially upside down. Then the fist power that came from the sky was already slammed back, forced to fall, and had to retire.

Nie Xianling’s star-shaped glimmer of light, the mind has already put ‘Heavy swordsmanship, this Prfound Technique, placed on the heavy sword wing, second only to borrowing the law

These Divine Abilty from Senior Brother are really great. It is a pity that this door can rebound all the external force of Divine Abilty, she can not copy it, at most can only copy the ‘Heavy sword clothing, the soul itself.

The sky was so stunned, the body shape was slightly retreating, and it was already back. The heart was amazed at the fact that Nie Xianling could rebound the external force, but more importantly, it was still crushed at Nie Xianling. Save the Prince before the Primordial Spirit

But at the moment, Nie Xianling’s face has been ironic.