Marquis of Grand Xia

In the endless sea, the king discusses the sword, returns to the original, and the sword moves to the world.

A sword that shakes the earth and earth, directly chopping the void and destroying the world.

The world's sword tactics, the world rumbling and shaking, the sword's prestige impacting, the two surroundings are completely empty, and there is nothing in them.

The blood was splashing, flying across the sky, the battle was separated, and the situation was gradually clear.

Heavy breath, echoed between the world, Ning Chen forehead, sweat dripping down, mixed with blood, wet clothes.

In front of, in the world of nothingness, Xuan Qi stands still, his body is surging, the golden light is dazzling, and the emperor will become.

"Burn your heart, a thousand prisons!"

Kendo is perfect, flawless, Xuanqi sword refers to the sky, thousands of swords break through the sky, and swept forward quickly.

The most critical battle situation, in nothingness, in front of Ning Chen Hengjian, hard to block.

After a moment, Qianjian swept away, and Huang Wei shocked the world.

"Ka!"

Imperial Emperor's impact, the cracks appeared on the six reincarnations, the ghost clan's holy weapon could not bear the imperial power, and finally reached the limit of bearing.

"Uh!"

The last sword light, breaking through the obstacles, Yu Jin penetrated through the body, brought out a dazzling blood flower, Ning Chen stepped back again, hit a body.

The splattered blood, dripping and floating in the void, bit by bit, pervaded the battlefield.

Ten steps away, Ning Chen stabilized her body and gradually lost her consciousness, which was already difficult to sustain.

"The outcome is divided."

Maori Holy Land, Tianxin looked at the distant battlefield and sighed softly.

This journey, he walked so amazing, but, after all, is it still at the end?

In the void, Xuan Jiu stood silently, gazing into the distance, with no slight waves.

He has come to today, no matter how glorious in the past, in front of life and death, if you can not break through your limits, all glory will be completely buried.

The young eagle will eventually need to spread its wings, soaring for nine days, or falling off the cliff, will see today.

"ended!"

In the battle, Xuan Qi stepped forward, and his body was shining with gold, and Huang Wei was shocking.

Front, Ning Chen gasped heavily, exhausted her strength, and her body was completely exhausted.

Is unwilling and unwilling, how can he stop here today.

"Drink!"

'S irresistible anger penetrated the clouds, and Ning Chen looked up to drink from the sky, a blood mist filled, broke through the shackles, and turned into **** lightning to fill the sky and earth.

If he chooses again in this life, will he still embark on this path of disaster, Ning Chen asks himself, but the answer is clear.

The sky, dawn at dawn, the glory of dawn dawn on the earth, day and night passed, the fierce battle ended to the end.

In the nothingness, the power of the small world rises, and the sword reaches the extreme, spreading to every corner of the nothingness.

In the small world, Ning Chen's blood-stained black hair danced wildly, like a demon, and the fighting spirit surged.

Stepped out, the figure disappeared instantly, then appeared again, and had reached Xuan Qi's body.

Six rounds of reincarnation, the sword light is gorgeous, the cold sword, the cold heart, and there is no end to war.

Xuan Qi condensed his mind, brandished his sword, and then stopped with his sword.

A clash, the ghost sword turned, cold heart, cold eyes, cold sword, infinite infinite.

Opposite opponents, beyond self, sword to no self, between moves, no trace can be found.

"God Realm, the realm without self."

Xuan Qi's look changed slightly, and he wielded his sword to block the next and last offensive.

Realm of God, the real hall of martial arts, unavailable to manpower, for thousands of years, no one has been able to reach it, only the legendary gods can step on the field.

At this moment, the seven emperor's supreme expressions also condensed on all sides of the original magical realm.

God Realm, how many years, the world finally appeared again to set foot on God Realm.

"The terrible thirteen sons."

Western sanctuary, the holy Lord of the Golden Lion clan watched the distant battle situation, and his golden light beating.

The end of the extreme Taoism is the Divine Realm. The Extreme Realm is difficult to achieve. The Divine Realm only exists in legends. Unexpectedly, in this era, someone will enter the Divine Realm again.

In the battle situation, the destiny entered God's domain, a silver gleam looming, leaving the sword majestic, Jianwei was shocking.

Double swords fighting, swords and prestige roaring, seemingly ordinary moves, but they have the power to cut the sky.

"You are different!"

Sword slashed, blocked the move, Xuan Qi looked at the Thirteen Devil in front of him, coldly said.

Ning Chen was quiet and speechless, wielding ghost sword in his hands again and again, the offensive was fierce, and there was no gap.

Double kings discuss sword, sublimate again, emperor Wei, God Realm, extreme confrontation.

"Boom!"

Above nine days, the dark clouds covered the sun, and the thunder and lightning flashed through the sea.

The strongest sword is about martial arts, with life as a bet.

The world of nothingness, the sound of abruptness, endless ears, the sound is shocking, the figures of the two are constantly intertwined, and the sword is getting stronger.

"Boom!"

Skyrim, Thunder descended from the sky, fell into nothingness, and slammed into the two.

The two kings who are intolerant to the world, and their attainments on their swords have reached the highest point in the world.

The emperor's robbery and the god's robbery are the two most terrible robbery in the world. The golden and silver glory are shining, and they are constantly colliding and terrifying.

"Nine You Demon Emperor, congratulations."

The witch holy land, on the central altar, Tianxin looked at the twin kings in the distant battle and said.

Four emperors of a family, plus a **** domain, really shocked the world.

Unfortunately, they cannot coexist after all.

In the void, the glory of Xuan Jiu's eyes appeared, and he was very satisfied with this disciple.

God Realm, an area not even touched by him, unexpectedly, his disciples arrived first.

"Ning Chen, surpass him, surpass all opponents who are in front of you, including me!"

Xuan Jiuyou opened his mouth and his voice reverberated, spreading throughout the original magical realm.

All parties in the original magical realm, the strong people of the hundred races looked at the north, and the waves in their hearts became more and more difficult.

Heavenly Demon Ancestral Land, the two Devil Emperors Kun Yi and Qi Yao can no longer keep calm at this moment, looking north, looking at the distant battle situation, his expression is heavy and abnormal.

"Xuan Qi!"

Kun Yi Mo Huang clenched his fists tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Use your sword to kill this son, prove your way."

The two demon emperors opened their mouths, their voices rumbling and shaking, and the battle that the world paid attention to, even though the strongest two of the demon emperor's clan could not stop their hearts.

In the northern war situation, the battle of the two kings has reached the most crucial moment. Above nine days, the emperor's and the god's tribulation fell simultaneously, obliterating the two figures.

In the thunder tribulation, two figures of one gold and one silver impacted time and time again. With a simple sword, there is the prestige of openness.

The terrifying sight, the most pinnacle of Kendo, has already exceeded the limit of human martial arts. Before the Divine Realm, all methods of creeping prostrate.

Strong, strong makes people shocked, walked through the destiny of all calamities, broke through self, and truly set foot in the realm of the strongest, dancing sword spring and autumn, famous in the world.

On the occasion of the destiny set foot in the **** realm, heaven and earth, worshiping the ancient land of the moon, above the altar, the eyes of Prince Yan slowly opened, feeling the familiar sword in the distance, waking up from a coma.

Above the altar, Yuehua converged, and a holy, unparalleled **** figure appeared, looking far, looking at the original magical realm separated by a world.

"He did it."

Luna spoke, whispered.

The man closest to God in the world finally set foot in the realm of the gods.

Aside, the figure of Prince Yan stood still, his calm eyes staring into the distance, a glance of comfort flashed in his eyes.

"The sword-entrant, the world can no longer bear your sword, your sword, in the realm of God."

Looking at the moon god, looking at the sword not far away, calmly said.

There is such a swordsman in the world, which is really a blessing for the human race, but unfortunately, in this world, this person's sword can no longer be promoted.

"God, how does it exist?"

Prince Yan looked away, looked at the moon gods, and said, "I can feel your power, unlike anyone, but not strong."

"I am not a **** of good warfare. If you want to find an opponent, the gods have a real strongman, which allows you to enjoy a battle." Moon God said softly.

"Expect." Prince Yan said calmly.

"This era is different from any era. Perhaps, the time when the gods come to earth will come." Moon God sighed lightly.

God comes to the world, and it is unpredictable that the gods are not all strong, but the strongest among the gods are truly horrible.

The swordsman in front of him will surely become a target of interest to the gods. A human swordsman who can touch the gods is an absolute strong no matter what age.

After watching the battle for a long time, Prince Yan waved away the sword stand on the altar and walked away.

"When Ning Chen comes back, tell him that Ben Wang is gone, he grows, Ben Wang is very satisfied."

Below, the high priests of the Baiyue tribe salute, gazing at the back of the former leaving, and the waves in their hearts are constantly tumbling.

The predecessor of the high priest, the strength has surpassed the emperor.

Heaven is ruthless and will not let anyone down. It is really hard to imagine how terrible this person's catastrophe will be.

Only outside the holy land of the moon, Prince Yan walked out. On the starry sky, a thunderbolt cleared up, countless thunders came, and the earth was shaken.

雷霆 中 ~ www.readwn.com ~ The phantom of the ancient immortal realm appeared, and a fairy, a monarch manifested, and he was killed in the world, killing the anti-sky sword.

In the starry sky, Prince Yan Ruo Ruan, continue to walk forward step by step.

The green and red swords bloomed in a crisscross pattern, blocking the offensive of the immortals.

Absolute sword surpasses all laws of the world. Even if the ancient fairyland is present, it cannot stop the footsteps of the sword.

In the Great Tribulation of the Immortals, the figure of the king gradually disappeared, and a sword light disappeared into the starry sky, just like an ancient practitioner, Juxia soared and disappeared.

The original magical realm, the northern waters, the void, the two kings battle situation is also at the last moment, the two of the thunder tribulation, glorious body, block one after another thunder tribulation, all methods do not invade.

The emperor's robber and the god's robber, tow each other, merge with each other, increase their power several times, destroy the power of heaven and earth, blast into nothingness, and destroy everything.

Below, the aftermath of the catastrophe spread, and the sea of ​​100,000 miles immediately fell into the end. Millions of creatures disappeared in this horrific catastrophe without any waves.

Strengthen karma, the two of them were surrounded by gray karma fire, which was driven away and burned.

However, the two of them in the war were as if they didn't know, and in the center of their eyes, there was only the opponent ahead.

Unexpected state of mind, creating incredible swords, magic swords, ghost swords, clashed.

"Ka!"

It was at this moment, but when a slight crack of the sword sounded, the ghost sword that had been subjected to thousands of blows was finally unable to withstand extreme power and shattered.

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