This Faction Wants to Defy the Heavens

"Poor Daoist will give you a good luck."

Lu Xingzhou's ears echoed in the voice of Lu Xingzhou mixed in the "Will of Heaven Blade", but it had a feeling. in the heart, look up to the sky above.

At the same time,

The majestic giant of light gradually dimmed, just like Ultraman's time has come. It was originally integrated, like a crystal glass body gradually cracked, and then It began to disintegrate, and finally reproduced, but it turned into a God and fell on Floating Clouds Mountain all around.

"Hoo...!"

When the rays of light dissipated, Lu Xingzhou also let out a long sigh, and when he exhaled, he saw that his pores all over his body were dilatating. There was a faint smell of blood.

He is certainly not lossless.

Although the god of the top controls the giant of light and the worm in the air, the way to use the pressure of the fight to cut the soul is still too strong, regardless of how Lu Xingzhou operates. Relaxed and comfortable, in fact, the damage of the god on top was truthfully reported back to his body.

"But after all, it was made."

"As soon as the realm arrives, sooner or later the troubles can be made up slowly. Time does not wait for me. If there is no breakthrough this time, the other party will add another divine ability. You can kill me."

Being killed by someone's three-way divine ability?

What a joke!

absolutely impossible!

Lu Xingzhou's eyes twitched slightly, looking far away, but once again looked towards the direction of Northern Plains: "Not enough, Old Xiao, go to our ultimate weapon !"

tone barely fell ,

I saw Xiao Yuyu sitting on a futon with his sword in the Jade Imperial Palace, suddenly opened his eyes, even though he stretched out his hand to hold it. I tightened the Life-Taking Sword, and at the same time grabbed a piece of talisman paper with the other hand. After piercing the talisman paper with the Life-Taking Sword, he raised it high, and the sword edge pointed directly at the sky.

“bang! ”

I saw that the pierced talisman burned spontaneously without fire, and a blue smoke floated up. The following sword edge floated to the sky and ascended to Cang Ming, and then The bizarre disappeared.

Following----

Northern Plains, above the boundary river, the moth candle raised his head and looked up at the sky, but found that it was daytime, but there was a star above the blue sky suddenly bright When it got up, its rays of light started from being nothing but fireflies, and gradually expanded, gradually dazzling, and finally turned into a big star comparable to sun and moon!

No! Not one!

The rays of light of the stars are getting more and more dazzling, but they gradually split in the process of expansion, turning into a full 13 slightly smaller stars, and then separated to continue to expand! And as their rays of light gradually increased, the divine will of the moth candle contact with it also gradually sent a certain burning and tingling sensation...

What is it?

Starfall?

Single's pupils shrank suddenly. Didn't he have never seen the stars fall? After all, Yin God True Person is enough to pluck the stars and seize the moon, but this one is obviously different!

.............

Floating Clouds Mountain Square, Lu Xingzhou, who has just adjusted his breath, looks far away, watching the sky fall down The thirteen starlights, I couldn’t help but sighed:

"I fucking, can I really use it?!"

At the same time, in the Floating Clouds Mountain Tai Chi Hall, you can't help but sigh.

The guest danced with excitement, while each minding their own business muttered in a low voice: "Send the specially made magical treasure to Tianshu Dawang. If necessary, the target will be locked by the number of days, and then the magical treasure will be thrown directly over. "

"New concept space-based weapons!"

"As long as it is covered by a large number of days, it belongs to the effective strike range, and it can continue to pass the number of days during the landing. Gather Spiritual Qi to increase your power!"

Of course, ordinary magical treasures cannot bear this process.

So Xiao Yuyu used the divine material he got from Zhongqiu. The divine material is called "Ruyi Zhentie". It is not only of extremely high quality and heavy weight, but the most outrageous thing is that it With a subtle self-repair function, even if it is missing, it can be regenerated by injecting divine will.

Xiao Yuyu makes the most of it.

Three months and nights.

Work overtime 24 hours a day.

The result is-----

A total of one hundred and twenty swords were injected into Xiao Yuyu’s life-Taking Sword differentiated by killing, killing and trapping. , There are four kinds of sword intents, each of which is equipped with 30 handles. It can be bombed on the Human Immortal Realm through the Tianshu network at any time. Xiao Yuyu named it Life-Taking Sword array......

Thinking of this, You Xianke and Lu Xingzhou gave birth to some regrets at the same time: "Such a cool thing, I originally wanted to call it Dongfeng..."

After regretting,

I look forward to it.

Before and after, it takes to burn a stick of incense. The thirteen-handled "Zhu Zihao" sword weapon mobilized this time has really penetrated into the atmosphere and moved towards Northern Plains and fell down by the boundary river.

At this time, the moth, who had already noticed that something was wrong, had already begun to arrange the formations of the various Barbarian Races of Abbot. At the same time, he was also swaying his mind, trying to take the thirteen that fell from the sky. "Meteor" was intercepted, but soon he found out almost in horror:

He was too naive.

"crash-bang!"

The first thing that comes is not the entity, but the huge amount of Spiritual Qi and air waves that are engulfed during the landing, and except for a few, there are Human Outside of the big tribe where Immortal-level cultivator sits, most of the Barbarian Race formations are declared broken in this wave, and the overburdened air wave is the sharpest sword light.

The blood light instantly dyed the earth red.

Followed by----

Death really came.

Compared with the Will of Heaven Blade previously wielded by Lu Xingzhou, these thirteen swords do not have any magical intentions. What they have is only the huge and dense Spiritual Qi, relying on the large number of days. Continue to accumulate, continue to strengthen during the descent, and finally bloom in one point at the moment of landing.

At this moment, Yan Zhu even felt an indescribable sense of beauty, as if an incomparably splendid evening flower was slowly blooming in front of him.

But behind this splendor, it is pure power.

The rock formation was torn apart. Most of the Barbarian Race even blinked. After closing their eyes, they never opened them again. The intense heat caused their bodies to instantly turn into fly ash. Then it was blown away by the strong wind in the Northern Plains, it can be described as a dragon of killing the enemy, cremating and raising ashes.

hard to describe.

Standing in midair, the moth looked palely at his military camp. The original magnificent and bloody military camp is now scattered, and the torn ground directly declares it. The bases made by hard work over the past few months are all in vain, wail like ghosts and howl like wolves and screams are endless.

This is still the result of his isolation of 90% power.

At least the great Spiritual Qi contained in the thirteen sword weapons was stopped by him and the cultivator comparable to Human Immortal among the barbarians of various races, but this was their limit. , The sword itself still fell on the ground. At that moment, everyone realized what quality violence was.

A cultivator who has its own presence and can barely protect the Human Immortal realm.

But what about below Human Immortal?

In this wave alone,

At least one hundred thousand Barbarian Race soldiers died on the banks of the boundary river. They should have burned, looted and looted in the Human Immortal Realm and obtained a lot of Resources, and then became his own capital to promote his status in the Da Ye Mo dynasty, but now, all have become illusion, he has already lost a big loss.

Maybe these thirteen swords together, the formidable power is not as good as the Will of Heaven Blade that Lu Xingzhou previously wielded, but for the moth, it is far more deadly than the Will of Heaven Blade.

In a trance, the moth candle seemed to sound the sound it had heard before:

"Poor Daoist will give you a good luck."

"... ....."

Is this the good fortune you sent?

The gnashing teeth of the moth, the gold and silver pupils are bloodshot, and the anger that rushes into the sky gathers in his heart: "Okay! What a good fortune! I remember you!"