Marquis of Grand Xia

In the battle of Kirin, the ultimate move is coming, the sword reappears, and the magnificent sword disc comes out. Suddenly, the world is under pressure, and the sword is sweeping, and the earth is disintegrated.

Unable to speak, because the words are pale, and the blue is better than the blue. The same sword moves, completely different sword intentions, the sword is the only one, and the two paths are the same.

Starting with the Immortal Sword, the years are full, the earth urges, and the entire Qilin Pavilion is shaking, and it is difficult to bear this sword.

In the battle situation, Qilin Patriarch's complexion changed drastically, and Zhou Shengfeng thunder broke out, and the two of them suddenly retreated, and they wanted to leave the battle situation.

However, the sword's intent was already present, and it was too late to retreat. The white hair flew past, unable to wink the glance of the eyes, trapped the fairy through the void, and the sword light cut through the night.

"you!"

Suddenly looking back, it was a different place in the head. The head of the Qilin ancestor flew high, and blood spewed into the air, adding redness to this bleak night.

On the horizon, the Tai Chi array turned sharply, and the black and red brilliance was scattered, trapping the body of the Qilin ancestor to prevent the regeneration of variables.

"has it ended?"

The Phoenix Demon figure swept to it, and the Demon Body slowly looked at the Qilin Patriarch in the strange place in front of him.

"It's not clear, don't care!"

Ning Chen's eyes flashed and stared.

The words fell, but under the Tai Chi array, the blood flowed back. After a while, the body of Qilin Patriarch exploded, and the terrifying impact screamed out, instantly destroying the two instruments.

Seeing three bodies, the figure retreated sharply, avoiding the impact of the aftermath.

In front, in the surging dust waves, an illusory figure appeared, a middle-aged face, soul-enhanced clothing, a strong breath, and it was difficult to breathe because of the depression.

"Sure enough, it is not so easy to die!"

In the middle of the three bodies, Ning Chen's eyes chilled slightly. Such a powerful soul power even surpassed the forty-nine chiefs of the original Daomen. The terrible fourth realm was truly deserved.

"Can you still fight?" Ning Chen asked.

"Infinite warfare!"

The demon took a step forward, and the whole body was full of anger, coldly.

"Able to fight"

Feng Shen also stepped forward and nodded, "I can't say anything since I promised King Qi to destroy the Kirin Pavilion!"

"The situation is unknown now, be careful"

Ning Chen looked at the illusory figure ahead and reminded him.

"Understood" Feng Shen calmly said.

"Drag battle is not good for us, I will first try to explore its reality!"

The demon body said indifferently, the figure flew out, the blood on the Chi Lian sword was filled with blood, and he was full of anger, and once the sword was swept, the Motao collapsed.

"You can imagine what you can do in the fourth realm!"

Qilin Patriarch's eyes returned to cold, stepped out, the figure disappeared, and reappeared. Before reaching the demon body, he raised his hand and took a picture, and a palm fell on the former chest.

"Uh"

The demon qi collapsed, and the demon body flew out, out of a hundred feet, barely stabilizing his body, spitting out blood and staining the demon sword.

Ning Chen's expression was shocked. After a while, he forced himself to calm down and observe the changes in the battle situation.

There is no doubt that the ancestor of Qilin is faster than before, but it seems that it is not without influence if it loses its flesh.

At least, if the palm of his hand had been shown before, it might be impossible for the demon body to stand up now.

The speed becomes faster and the attack weakens. In general, the ancestors of Kirin are still weakened and can no longer be at their peak.

On the side, Feng Shen also saw the changes of Qilin's ancestors.

The ancestor of Qilin moved around the same speed to the limit.

The phoenix turned back, avoiding palm power, the sword glorified, and cut the world.

With a loud tremor, Qilin Patriarch waved his hand to disperse his sword, turned his palm, and returned with a strong hand.

At the peak of the battle, the situation changes again. The battle for speed, the battle for reaction, sword spirit and vigorous surging are constantly crossing between the world.

Outside the battle, Ning Chen watched calmly and waited for the opportunity to appear.

Not far away, the demon body pressed down and hit hard, stepping forward, and also waiting for the opportunity to move.

The blood-burning red training, Guanghua is not as good as before. In one battle, all the three body functions are at a loss, no more.

With the impact of the aftermath of the war, the God's Prohibition was nearly destroyed and destroyed. The power of the law was constantly flooding the world.

At this point in the war, there is no reservation, only the competition of absolute strength, without leaving the shock of life and death.

In the battle situation, Qilin Patriarch's body glowed radiantly. Although the flesh was destroyed, only the soul was left, and the power of throwing hands and throwing the sky was also destructive. In the face of the phoenix body in the hands of Zhu Xian, it was hard to beat.

"Help me!"

Watching the battle for a moment, Ning Chen whispered, immediately the whole body rose, the immortal fluttered, and the red light swept away.

Seeing the demon body, condensing the element to gather energy, the demon element surging and helping the former.

"Xian Fa, Yin Qing Yuan Qi"

Together, the magic moon appeared out of thin air and bound the body of the Qilin ancestor. After a short time, the magic moon collapsed and the Qilin ancestor's body also tore.

"Uh"

With a sigh of pain, the power of immortal art to destroy the soul, the figure of Qilin Patriarch staggered, showing his painful face.

"Broken"

In an instant, the phoenix flew across, Zhuxian Yingyue, and stabbed the former Lingtai.

"Retreat"

With a cry of anger, Qilin ancestor's soul exploded in his body, and he was ordered to sway sharply.

Suddenly, the phoenix flew out, and after ten feet, he stabilized the figure, ignoring the injury, and turned back.

The immortal power on the sword, dazzling and dazzling, quickly rushed into the wind and cloud barrier around the soul body of the ancestor of Qilin ancestor.

Immediately after the stalemate, it was difficult for the Immortal Sword to advance a half step. At this moment, Xuanyin oscillated outside the battle and passed through the clouds.

The king of kings sounded, life and death were judged, the ultimate mysterious sound roared violently, the white tiger **** killed by the master killed the weapon, and the gods were reproduced.

Xuanyin is not real, and the situation is unstoppable. Through the body, the power of Xuanyin instantly hits the Qilin ancestor soul.

Withdrawing in one step, the soul oscillated, the Qilin ancestor had a headache, lost his physical protection, and revealed his weaknesses.

"sword……"

Opportunity reappeared, and Feng waved his sword. Suddenly, with a snoring, his body staggered violently, his body's injury broke out, and he repulsed himself.

The ancestor of Qilin saw this, forcibly condensed the element, and a palm was printed on the body of the former. Suddenly, blood flew and scattered all over the sky.

Ning Chen and Demon Body were shocked, and the figure swept forward to take the phoenix body that was hit hard.

"Not good!"

Seeing Phoenix's injury, Ning Chen's eyes sank, and Phoenix's injury was not light enough to fight anymore.

Losing the phoenix body, they lost their ability to contain and seize the opportunity very quickly. The next battle was difficult.

Raising his hand to engulf the power of the Phoenix body, Ning Chen looked dignified, but did not expect that at this most critical moment, the Phoenix body lost its combat power, and it really added frost to the snow.

"How to fight?" The demon walked forward, gazing at him, and said in a deep voice.

"His soul body strength is far less than the physical body, unable to resist the years of liquidation, you contain him ten breaths, I come to repair the **** ban" Ning Chen calmly said.

"Is it ten breaths, okay!"

Shen Shen responded with a voice, grasping with his left hand, Zhu Xian flew into his hand, the devil qi urged, fierce mansions flourished.

After a short while, Mo Ying passed by, and he entered the battlefield alone. His swords waved, and Mo Tao surged.

"Can only one body fight? What a pity!"

Ancestor Kirin sneered, pressing down on the messy soul power in his body, and the right palm stirred the wind and clouds, shaking the swords hard.

A tremendous shock, resounding through the night, the magic energy is rolling, blood is dripping, the brave and warlike demon, the blood stains the body, adds madness, the sword is powerful, the move is shocked.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths ... The lack of phoenix body restraint, the body cooperation, the battle situation has become unprecedentedly fierce, each sword is lined with blood, and each delay is a serious injury.

Outside the battle, Ning Chen's wind and snow drifted away, with blood as the lead, with the seal as the lamp, and moved the power of the years above the fairy sword, and then opened the **** ban.

With a slap in the palm, the demon's double swords blocked the move, but it was difficult to unleash the energy, the figure flew out, and retreated several steps.

"Ten Breaths are long past, haven't they?"

The demon vomited a scarlet, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice.

"All right!"

Ning Chen said quietly, the fairy sword in his hand fell again, and when he entered the earth, the red light spread out across the world, Huang Quan opened the ban, and the years ate the soul.

The gods forbidden to reopen, the collapsed void, the years circulate, and the vitality of the people in it is quickly consumed.

"Return, demon body!"

Ning Chen whispered, and immediately grasped with the left hand, Zhu Xian flew over in the demon body, but didn't enter the hand.

"Sword Nine, Divine Realm"

The sword nine reappears, the sword territory spreads, the endless sword light rises in the sky, crisscrosses, and pervades every corner of the sword territory.

Not far away, the demon body disintegrated and returned to the body.

The mission of the twins is over, and they will return to each other. The final battle comes. In the field of swords, white hair is standing like a sword.

The plain clothes pass by, regaining the essence, one move and one way, returning to the beginning of the sword.

The ancestor of Qilin attracted the power of heaven and earth to block the move, however, Zhuxian Jianli had nothing to stop, and the sword opened up, and the years increased.

The killing of one sword and one sword is ruthless in years and every time you add body, the soul of Qilin Patriarch will be weak.

Feeling the end of time, Qilin's ancestors glanced down at the Qilin Pavilion with nostalgia. Unexpectedly, in the end, he still failed to protect it.

Unwilling to be exhausted by this, the ancestor of Qilin ancestral eyes, a sword, and the power of the wind and cloud released, forcibly engulfed the people in front of him.

"Let's go to **** together!"

With a deep drink, Qilin's ancestors rushed against Jiu Xiao, and after a moment, his body exploded.

At the juncture of life and death, Ning Chen stepped back quickly, the void scrolled in front of him, and a broken green tripod appeared to protect his body.

"boom"

In the earth-shattering explosion, Lv Ding inherited most of the impact, but instead, there was still a little power to pass through, adding to the former.

"Uh"

Yihong splashed blood ~ www.readwn.com ~ The white hair was dyed red, the plain clothes fell, and with the green tripod plunged into the ground.

"Cough"

In the dust flying all over the sky, Ning Chen stumbled and looked at the huge black hole turbulently over the sky.

so close!

If it weren't for this green tripod he got in Dongxian Realm, this time, he might be really looting!

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Ning Chen's eyes sank, his gaze looked into the distance, his face exposed.

"Since you are here, show up!"

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Your strength has increased a lot, but how much can you do now?"

In the voice, above the void, a beautiful shadow fell from the sky, holding a red umbrella to hide the moonlight.