Marquis of Grand Xia

In the north of the sky, the stars are everywhere, and on a star of life, the magic fire burns every inch of the earth, and the spirits are painted.

The head of thousands of demons, a man standing still, lonely and calm eyes as deep as the valley, makes it difficult to move away at a glance.

The first guardian of the magic palace, even the first of the four guardians who did not go to the Foshan War, the most special person in the magic palace, who did not listen to the announcement, but no one dared to have any objections.

"Dharma protection, all the resistance forces on this star have been leveled. Will you continue to conquer other stars?" A demon general stepped forward and respectfully saluted.

"Yep"

Jun Wentian nodded, just about to turn around, suddenly, his eyes narrowed, looking at the sky, slowly said, "Who?"

The words fell, the sky above, the clouds and winds, the flames burned to the world, and the flames of the world, the two Yan Luo figures descended from the sky, and the powerful breath shocked thousands of demons.

"Landlord Yala"

Jun asked the glory flashed in the eyes. He had heard of the First World War in Foshan. Yan Luo, the four prefectures, appeared, preventing the plan of the Demon Palace to destroy Foshan.

"The first protector of the magic palace, I have been admiring it for a long time."

"What happened to the two Yan Luo?" Jun asked Tian calmly.

"Jiuwen Demon Palace's first protector is shocking. Today, we will come to ask for advice." Yan Yi in red answered.

"Only you two?" Jun asked Tian lightly.

"It's just to ask for advice, they are enough." Yan Luo in red answered.

"I shot, it's difficult to distinguish, I am in a bad mood today, I advise, leave as soon as possible." Jun Wentian said indifferently.

"Since it's here, it's no regret to go back to this way. Since the law of protection is not in a good mood, let's accompany the law of protection to solve the worries."

The words fall, the world sinks, the red clothes pass by in a flash, the blood red sword comes out of the sheath, and the stars rise in the sky.

With a loud bang, **** shook the Divine Soldier, Jun asked Tian Zizi gradually cooled down, flexed his fingers, shocked the sword.

"The sword is good, but unfortunately, the skill is not good"

With an indifferent comment, Jun Wentian turned his palms to accept his breath, the dust and waves below rolled up, and the palms shot out, and the waves rolled over thousands of miles.

"That's not necessary"

The red clothes took off their swords, their hands were running, and their powerful foundations urged the martial arts of the world, Qilin's famous tricks, and nine days of picking stars to reproduce the world.

With a loud bang, the palms were handed over, and Hong Tao's undercurrents swayed sharply. Under them, the ground cracked and fell several feet.

At the rear, Chu Jiang Yan Luo moved, the floating purple skirt danced with the wind, the flying star soul did not enter the hand, a sword passed, between life and death.

Suddenly shocked, Jun Wentian turned his palm and then blocked the Divine Soldier's edge. His eyes looked at the two of them, his contempt disappeared, his palm urged him, and the shock started.

"I take back what I just said, you are a good opponent."

In a word, Jun Wentian raised his hands and raised the waves, and the waves swept across, and it was amazing.

The trick of the hand, the power is already earth-shattering, it is difficult to see the real power of the first guardian of the magic palace in the depths.

When Hong Tao came, the red-clothed Yan Luo kept shining, turning his palms to condensate the elements, the spread of the starlight, the initial manifestation of the nine-day star picker, slamming his palm, and blocking Tianwei.

The world is so shocked, both sides are shocked, and the cultivation is deep and the foundation is thick, which has never been seen before.

The moment when the palms were handed over, in the battle situation, the star soul in the purple skirt Yan Luo's hands moved, the scattered starlight gathered again, the swords were prosperous, and they stepped forward to the magic palace guardian heart.

"slow!"

Jun Wentian raised his hand to block the Divine Soldier. On his palm, a black vortex appeared. Between the heavens and the earth, the aura went back, and it immediately swayed out, shaking the sky with might.

Purple skirt Yan Luo condensed his eyes, stepped around, quickly backed away, avoiding the former palms.

"Nine days pick the stars and shake the sea!"

The reappearance of Shenwei, the red clothing Yan Luo, the frost and flowers drifting around, the palm element urging, the palm splitting the sea and the sea, the powerful and domineering palm power, never seen before.

Jun Wentian didn't move, raised his hand to meet the palm of the sea, a sudden shock, Hong Tao rushed, the two danced in their clothes, and the earth in front of them separated.

"It seems that the battle of Foshan, you still have reservations, your foundation, let me appreciate!"

Jun Wentian, please say a word, the left hand condenses and gathers energy. Suddenly, the tens of thousands of heavenly waves descend from the sky. With the right hand, the blue flame spreads violently, and the fire and water are parallel, shocking people.

Seeing the appearance, Yan Yi in red, crossed her hands, spreading the frost all over the sky, holding her breath, and reappearing.

"Nine days pick the stars, break the moon!"

The palm is out, the sky is broken, the power of the world is terrifying, and the world is reappearing. The red clothing Yan Luo Gong is all mentioned, and the supreme foundation should be used to extract the star hand martial arts.

Falling into the sky and water, picking the stars and breaking the moon, the most extreme collision, a bang, the dazzling glory swiftly opened, thousands of miles away, the aftermath roared, tens of thousands of magic forces were swept by the aftermath of the two battles, the weaker ones were surprised, The explosion exploded.

When the three men fought to the top of the battle and attracted the eyes of all parties, far beyond the endless starry sky, in front of the Majestic Palace's southward march, the three major lords of the prefecture descended from the sky and stopped in front of them.

"It's you!"

Seeing the person coming, Lou Wan's bones sank, his whole body was overwhelmed, and he said coldly.

"Quick battle and quick decision to prevent changes!"

Mo Luo's Yan Luo stepped forward to remind him that he walked away and did not enter the game.

"understand!"

The Xuanyi King calmly responded, no more words, a wave of his hand, the sky was full of magical energy, the magic sword manifested, and the appearance of the realm was immediately manifested. The wings spread, and in an instant, the terrifying Mo Tao rolled out, terrified.

The king exerted all his strength. After a while, the figure disappeared and reappeared. It was before the fourth guardian of the demon palace. It was too short for the reaction.

Lou Wangu looked shocked, started with the halberd, and greeted the Devil's Sword.

With a bang, great strength came, and Lou Wan's legs fell into the ground, making it difficult for the king to hold his power.

The hands that overflowed with blood, the tiger's mouth cracked, but it was only a move, and the judge was sentenced.

"This guy!"

Outside the battle, Yan Luo's glory of Mo Bai Daguang flashed. Among them, the fate has said more than once. The best qualification must be Xia Ziyi. So, for a long time, it was not conspicuous.

However, after Xia Ziyi's enchantment, this terrifying talent really revealed that even before he knew his destiny best, he had suffered a lot.

The two started the war, and in the rear, the demon army recovered from the shock. Several demons were about to step forward to help.

"I don't want to kill people easily, you better not step forward." Yan Luo said, coldly.

The digital demon shook his body and looked at Yan Luo, who was standing in front of him, and he was terrified.

On the other side, the woman in the moon-white dress stood still, and the mask of bad looks on her face was abnormal. Although she had not shot, she had brought endless pressure on the demon army.

The two guarded the lineup, the king slanders, and no variable is allowed.

"Blazing Devil Flames"

In the battle situation, the mad power of the last days crushed the halberd. The king of the Xuanyi king attracted the magic flame on the left palm, and immediately shot it with a palm, which was printed on the chest of the former.

Lou Wan's eyes shrank, his body swiftly passed by, and Mo Yan struck, and the earth behind collapsed and fell into the ground.

"Boom!"

At the moment of distraction, the magic sword in the king's hand weighed three more forces, and Lou Wan's bones fell into another foot.

"Betraying the devil of my heart makes people angry!"

Lou Wangu drank angrily, fisted, and punched forward.

The king is fearless, turning his palm into a fist, straight up.

Double fists touched, bang, two points in the battle, two points in the world.

Lou Wan's bones were transformed, and he stood up from the ground, fell from the sky, and immediately fell down.

The simplest move is extremely domineering. Wan Jun's great power banged down, the sound of breaking the sky was harsh, and all the void collapsed. It was difficult to bear this great power of terror.

The Xuanyi King did not shy away. He held a six-foot magic front and greeted the heavy halberd. In a shocking collision, the king fell into the ground with his knees red.

The wounded double demons, excited by madness, the king threw a fist, broke the sky with fists, and the magic flame moved to the world.

Lou Wangu also fisted with fists, fist-to-fist, pawn-to-paw, not shining, facing each other.

Just a few steps away, there were a number of moves, the two crossed their fists, and they were suddenly printed on the other's body, and a loud shock caused them to stain vermilion.

Outside the battle, the two Yan Luo looked at the battle ahead, with different looks, one worried and the other stunned.

The woman in the moon-white blouse appeared in her hand, ready to help at any time.

On the other side, Yan Luo with Mo Bai figure blocked thousands of demons. Yu Guang followed the war situation not far away, his eyelids jumped straight.

Zhiming once said that every demon is a lunatic. Seeing today, it really is.

He can't learn this kind of lifeless play ...

"Autumn waters run through two instruments, the sea of ​​clouds shows the sky"

Under the magic cloud, the king reappeared the Confucianism, and the mad light of the last days rose to the sky. In an instant, the devil qi penetrated the sky magic cloud and led the sky to the world.

"madman!"

With both defeats and injuries, Lou Wangu's expression changed, and he hurriedly retreated, trying to avoid it. However, when the sky came into the world, he could not avoid it.

"Uh"

The sky was shining on the two people, and there was an extreme conflict between demonic energy and noble morality. Lou Wangu groaned with a red mouth.

Opposite, the corner of the king's mouth was also red, but he was prepared early, tolerate the injury, stepped out, and punched out.

"Uh!"

With another dull and humming noise, Lou Wan flew out of his body, and after a hundred feet, he crashed on a mountain, and countless boulders flew around, smashing into the magic army not far away. , For a time, screaming for days, a lot of deaths and injuries.

"Cough!"

In the collapsed mountain, Lou Wan bone rushed out of the gravel and coughed violently, and his shirt was broken and embarrassed in several places.

In front of him, King Xuanyi walked step by step.

At this moment, Lou Wan's eyebrows and one eye opened suddenly, with no signs, the gloom broke, and silently penetrated the king's chest.

With a snort, several steps back, the Xuanyi King stabilized his body, raised his hand to press down on the chest injury, the figure flashed, before coming to the mountain, the demon madness surged, and a fist slammed the demon in front of him under the earth. .

"Uh!"

In the miserable hum, Lou Wan's bones fell into the ground, and blood spattered, staining the red mountain.

Underground, the fierce eyebrows, the previously opened eyes have disappeared, and only the blood on the face is so dazzling.