"If the power of the wind and clouds hadn't completely dissipated, I'm afraid even this god would not doubt that the second sword was not struck by Dugu Jian!" The man who called himself "God" looked away from Yuwen's body.

Moved away and looked towards the direction where Zhu Houzhao disappeared, the light in his pupils was extremely deep, 'I have to admit, this god is starting to be a little bit jealous of you!

The Heavenly Sword that is controlled is nameless. "

The man who called himself "God" sneered: 'Well, since that's the case, let's plan ahead!"

Slowly clenching his fists, the "God" licked his lips, looking very coveted: "Seven hundred years, seven hundred years, a 'new body full of vitality, and the same source of great tonic'. Maha

The immeasurable, are all the gods.Zhu Houzhao, Bu Jingyun, obediently become a sacrifice for this god to reach the peak of the supreme!"

A force of wind and clouds more powerful than Zhu Houzhao's "Maha Boundless" erupted, and the man who called himself "God" disappeared in place, and his movement speed was even faster than Zhu Houzhao's.

Things have changed, and there is a terrifying existence that even Zhu Houzhao did not expect.

The world will be a battle, in what direction will it evolve!

Nobody knows!

PS: The plot of 'God of Immortality' seeking Bu Jingyun's body will be interspersed with introductions in the plot, so even readers who haven't read (Story of the Wind and Cloud) don't have to worry about not understanding...

Chapter [-]: Martial Dao Yuanshen, Destroying Heaven and Earth

The mountains and rains are about to come and the wind will fill the building, and the sword will be shocked!

Xiongba felt it! He felt a shocking sword energy coming from the west to the east, pointing directly at Tianyin City, at the World Association, and at him in the three-point training field.

Although the sword qi was still dozens of miles away from him, Xiong V had already clearly understood that the Sword Saint was here!

"As expected of a Juggernaut," Xiongba clenched his fist tightly, in addition to deep fear in his eyes, there was also an irrepressible fighting intent!

Three points returned to his vitality, Xiongba felt that he was stronger than ever before, and his ambition was born spontaneously. At this time, he really wanted to have a battle with the former Invincible Sword Saint to prove his strength!

"You are still old after all, and you will only be a stepping stone under the old man's feet!" Feeling the twilight aura infiltrating into his bones contained in the sword energy, Xiongzi muttered to himself, both confident and self-comforting, "

The wind and clouds are gathering together, the old man Jinlin transforms into a dragon, and the momentum has become soaring into the sky, who can stop me!"

Xiongba believes in fate, at least for now, firmly believes that he is the destined emperor!-

At this moment, on an unknown hidden hill in the Great Sui Empire, a woodcutter suddenly felt something, raised his head and looked at the sky, his face changed greatly: "Three stars will gather, kill the wolves, and fight.

The world, who controls the ups and downs.The sky has changed, the sky has changed!"

The woodcutter gritted his teeth and slowly took out a golden compass from his arms, muttering to himself, a trace of mysterious magic circle power overflowed from his hand and merged into the compass.

Slowly, his body exudes a mysterious and mysterious aura, as if connecting the past and the present, karmic destiny.

The woodcutter's body was golden, and there was a faint sound of the Buddha's chanting, which made him very sacred. Even if he was wearing only the simplest linen clothes, he was still like a world-beating Bodhisattva, which was convincing.

Worship.

"The world is in chaos, the swordsmanship that destroys the sky and the earth, the chaotic fighting and killing, the rebirth of demons, the swarthy light of the sword... The young woodcutter's voice became more and more frightened, more and more frightened, 'No, no, I this must be

news... less

The woodcutter dropped the hatchet in his hand and ran down the mountain with the compass.Suddenly, he let out a scream, his legs spasmed, he stumbled on a stone, and he fell off the cliff.

The vegetation and thorns beside the cliff kept leaving wounds on his body, and even scratched his face, opening his "face".

The woodcutter was wearing a human-skin mask, and the face under the human-skin mask was actually full of sores, covered with sores and yellow pus, which was extremely hideous and disgusting.

Moreover, as the woodcutter continued to roll down the cliff, the sores on his face grew more and more, as if he had been punished by heaven and earth.

"The change of heaven and earth, the change of heaven and earth!" The woodcutter's whole body was convulsing, he could not control his body to fall, he could only murmur in resignation, "The secret of heaven is unpredictable, the secret of heaven is unpredictable, the number of lives in the world, only

It's up to the gods!"

"Mud Bodhisattva crosses the river, it's hard to protect himself!"

With the last scream, the woodcutter finally rolled to the ground. A sharp rock was facing his head. Under the strong collision force, the woodcutter's head was directly pierced, and his brain was overflowing.

At the same time, the Juggernaut finally finished his own way, and in front of him is the hundred-zhang staircase of the Heavenly Guild, leading directly to the majestic helm of the Heavenly Guild!

The Sword Saint stretched out his hand intoxicatedly, as if to catch something: "Sure enough... Sure enough, the old man didn't feel wrong, there really is such a sword, yes, the sword twenty-three, the old man touched it,

The old man touched it!"

wow!

At this moment, the Juggernaut's breath began to rise infinitely, the void trembled under his feet, and the air was completely expelled, making the Juggernaut seem to be in a state of absolute "death", ruthless and selfless.

No gods and no Buddhas. . .

Only a sword can destroy the world.

"He really realized it!" At this moment, Zhu Houzhao finally arrived at the Tianxiahui and saw Sword Saint Dugu.

Zhu Houzhao, who is familiar with the original work, knows very well what the Sword Saint Dugu is doing at this time.

In Zhu Houzhao's eyes, the red light was unprecedentedly bright. At this moment, he mobilized all his mind and poured it into Dugujian's body, to understand this,'" 11:[-]!

not good!

Zhu Houzhao's face changed slightly, because he realized that just when Dugu Jian realized the sword, the little lifespan he had left in the past was rapidly passing away. between

7 was consumed.

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