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"Sword nine."
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes were fierce and he tried his best to display a sword.
Sui Jianguang and the fire burst, destroying the air and filling the air, seems to destroy everything.
If it is not in the sword, I am afraid that tens of thousands of miles will sink into the collision.
The battle of the Great St. level will be able to beat the stars.
For any big world, the battle between the great saints will be a catastrophe.
The fire of countless purgatory splashes from the sky, turns into a hot fire, melts everything.
"How's it going?"
Xiang Chunan and others are all looking to Zhang Ruochen, want to know the specific situation.
Zhang Ruochen's body shape has not moved, holding the sword of the sky, watching the blood of the gods, his sleeves are not, burned to ashes by the fire of purgatory.
On the other hand, the face of the blood-stained god is iron-green, and the hair is falling, but it is cut off by the sword.
On the surface, he has some advantages, but he is not satisfied at all. The ant-like existence in his eyes can cut off his hair. If he is closer, can he hurt him?
"Hey."
The raging fire of purgatory emerged from the body of the blood-stained god, filled with the sky.
The hair that was cut off was burned and instantly turned into ashes.
The Infernal Purgatory Tower violently vibrates, and countless mysterious inscriptions appear, blooming and shining, faintly filled with faint divine power, seemingly to completely solidify the space.
If it is outside the domain, I am afraid that some stars have been shaken down.
"hiss."
But everyone who is in the sword, can not help but shudder at the moment, feeling the scalp numb.
There is no wind, but everyone feels that there is a breeze blowing through, with a strong bloody breath, like a purgatory is about to come to the world.
Legend has it that the Purgatory Tower is a world of purgatory, even if it is God, it may be repressed by life.
In fact, it used to suppress a god, so there will be a faint divine power.
Everyone has the incredible power to find out the great saints of God. It is difficult to find a few pieces in the search for many great worlds.
Zhang Ruochen looked so heavy that he could borrow strength from the 16 ancestors and mobilize the law of truth.
Although the swordsman will suppress the truth, it can always play a role, even if the value is doubled, the meaning is huge.
The blood-stained son of the gods is not a small hit, he must go all out, otherwise, he will certainly suffer a big loss.
"The Real Thunder and Fire Swords Act" was displayed, and the heavens and the earth were filled with thunder and fire everywhere.
This sword method and Zhang Ruochen can be described as an exceptional fit. First, Zhang Ruochen cultivates spiritual strength and is best at thunder spells. Secondly, Zhang Ruochen masters the net destruction of the fire, and is at the level of Chen.
Coupled with his amazing talent in the kendo, practicing "The Real Thunder and Fire Sword" is a breeze, and it has long been a thorough understanding of the essence.
Fortunately, the net annihilation that he mastered is extremely strong, and he can have a strong immunity against the fire of purgatory. Otherwise, the situation will be even more unfavorable.
"boom."
The two powerful forces collided, causing the entire sword to vibrate.
Hey, Zhang Ruochen stepped back a few miles, and all the forces that came from the impact were resolved.
The fire tower of the Infernal Pagoda was splashed, and some of the inscriptions faded, and the power of the distribution was obviously weakened.
The bloody gods face is even more ugly, he thought it would be easy to clean up Zhang Ruochen, but the situation is somewhat unexpected.
"This Son of God has to look at it. Can you stick to a few rounds in my hands with the help of the power of the spirit?"The blood-stained son was cold and slammed again.
Even if the external force is strong, it will not last. As long as he continues to attack, Zhang Ruochen will soon be defeated.
"You are strong, but you want to beat me in the sword, it is impossible."
Zhang Ruochen held the sword in the sky and shook the dust on the body. Then, a sword field made up of thousands of swords was automatically presented.
In the distance, the dense blood fog, pouring into the sword, a strong breath of the undead blood figure appeared.
The nine-eyed king held his hands on his chest and snorted: "It is useless to say that we have encountered Zhang Ruochen, a difficult opponent. It is not a long time."
Xia Weng’s long hair fluttering, looking at the battlefield in the distance, with a smile, said: "Whether it is a blood butcher, or Zhang Ruochen, who is a 16-year-old Jiansheng, has the power to scream with the Great. In this battle, we still don't want to step in and go in as well. ”
A big holy blow is not so good.
At this time, breaking into the battle circle of both of them is no different from being attacked by two big holy people at the same time. It will only be a dead end.
The figure looks like the tower of the tower god, and says: "If you can distract Zhang Ruochen, maybe the blood can win faster."
Xia Weng’s gaze, glanced at Leopard, Ji Fanxin and others, saying: "If you do, you pick an opponent!"
"I will come first."
The nine-eyed king slammed his stomach and had long wanted to fight the sky.
The fleshy wing on the back is like two huge blood clouds unfolding, the body flies into the air, the palm of the right hand stretches forward, and the light of the palm of the hand flies out a beam of light with a diameter of three feet.
The light column has not yet arrived, and the mighty winds are already coming, so that Leopard, Ji Fanxin and others are flying in front of them.
"Roar."
The leopard gave a low voice and tried to make a punch.
The fist-printing turned into a nebula leopard, huge and incomparable, lifelike, wherever it passed, sprinkling large pieces of stars.
"Boom."
The two touched each other and the powerful force shook the world.
The nearby volcanoes collapsed and the magma rushed out of the ground, turning the square into reddish red for hundreds of miles.
At the next moment, the Emperor of the Nine Heads reached the sky above Leopard, and laughed, and a beam of light flew out of his eyes.
Ji Fanxin took out a piece of crystal clear purple petals and pinched it in his hand. He said: "Dare to dare to come here, you are too conceited."
"哗-"
Purple petals fly out, divided into two, two divided into four, four divided into eight…Finally, it turned into a rain.
This is not a general flower rain, but a mental attack.
When hit by any petal, the spirit and the Holy Spirit will suffer.
However, the flower rain has not yet fallen on the body of the nine-eyed king, but it was attracted by a breath of force, turned into a torrent, and flew over.
The blood is fluttering, and the handsome summer of the gods asks for a heart. Using a roll of bamboo slips, all the petals are taken away.
"The famous flower fairy is really beautiful."Xia Wenzi stared at Ji Fanxin, with a look of appreciation.
"Be careful, even the fairy is suffering in her hands, the rose has a thorn, and the hand is carefully wounded."The nine-eyed king spoke to the leopard and spoke.
The next moment, Xia Wenxin and Ji Fanxin shot almost at the same time, the speed of the two was almost the same, and instantly disappeared in front of everyone.
Headed by the god of the hills, several other emperors, emperors, and undead bloody army, besieged the past to Xiang Chunan and others.
"Hey."
The wonderful little people shot the seven planets of the gods in seven different orientations. A large number of arrays of inscriptions appeared on the surface of the planet, forming a large array of nine products.
With the help of the nine-product array, with the help of Xiang Chunan, Da Sikong, Er Sikong and others, the reluctance is to resist the Wangqiu son and others.
Now, only Shi Qiankun did not participate in the war. He looked far and wide and saw an undead blood group rushing toward the cold volcano.
"It's not good. The cold volcano is the place where Zhang Ruochen is practicing the body of Shen Yuan ancient sword. You must not let Shen Yuan ancient sword fall into the hands of the undead blood."
Shi Kunkun took out a symbol and posted it on his chest. Then he was covered in white light and swiftly flew out.
To catch up with the undead blood, Shi Qiankun will play a string of blood, and a large number of Lianshanfu, killing more than 700 undead bloody sacred monks, and killing them under the stone mountain.
Standing on the top of the cold volcano, Shi Qiankun wiped the sweat on his forehead and gave him a sigh of relief.
"Between the world, there are actually the shackles of the undead blood. Can you lend me a look?"A strange sound sounded.
Hearing this voice, Shi Qiankun’s face suddenly changed.
A dark mist appeared out of thin air, condensing the figure of the fairy.
The moment before, it is still under the mountain.
The next moment, already standing on the mountainside.
Shi Kunkun knew that he was not the opponent of the celestial being, and turned around and jumped into the mountainside of the cold volcano.
"Oh, it seems that in addition to the "Star Fight", there are still unexpected gains."
Ming Xian pursues Shi Qiankun, just for the "Star Fight".
"Ok? This cold volcano seems a bit weird. ”
The fairy sighed gently, the roaring sounded, and a large number of cracks appeared in the huge mountain, and then collapsed and opened, showing everything inside.
In the mountain belly, Shen Yuan ancient sword suspended in the sun below, a black boy sitting on the sword, looks like Zhang Ruochen, the positive force condenses the body.
His body, sometimes solid, sometimes becomes illusory.
After spending many years, the sword spirit of Shen Yuan Gu Jian gathers the Taoist body, and at the crucial moment, he is about to complete.
Shi Qiankun is standing on the other side of the sundial. He looks at the fairy who descends from the sky, and sighs long, and his eyes show a desperate color.
The enemy is too strong, and any resistance is in vain.
Ming Xian is straight and carrying his hands, looking at the sundial lying on the ground, listening to the sound of the water flowing out of the sun, revealing a very interesting look.
“Time flows like a shuttle, and it sounds like a treasure.”
Then, his gaze fell on the ancient sword of Shen Yuan, and his eyes were bright again: "Oh, it is a sword made of the gods of the gods, and the spirit is condensing the body. Even if you can't find the "Star Figure", you can get these two treasures. Wonderful, terrific. ”
Shen Yuanjian spirit looked up and showed his sorrow in his eyes. He said: "The undead bloody attacked the sword, and the gangs actually participated in it. Has the sword been broken?"
Ming Xian looked at Shen Yuan and Jian Ling, and said: "This god helps the undead blood family. It is a matter of time before the sword is broken. This is the general trend and no one can stop it. ”
"There is Zhang Ruochen, you want to break through the sword, I am afraid it is not so easy."The sword spirit is not shocked.
He held his hands and smiled: "Because your master is too weak, you have become a frog at the bottom of the well. Zhang Ruochen's opponent is a blood butcher, even if it is in the sword, it is undoubtedly defeated. ”
"What is the meaning of a good bird to choose from, and what does it mean to follow a dead person? You might as well follow this Son of God, with the power of the Son of God and the resources that can be mobilized, enough to make you grow into a peerless sword. ”
Jianling laughed and said: "The person who will die…Ok……It is not wrong. ”
The sword spirit of Shen Yuan Gu Jian is too calm, and the smile is very abnormal, so that the immortal gave birth to an ominous premonition.
"what are you laughing at? Just rely on your sword spirit with a seven-ray sacred sacred device, believe that the Son of God can now obliterate you, and that the new sword spirit will be born in the future. ”The eyes of the fairy have become a bit cold.
Suddenly, the celestial vest was cold, and the skin was upside down. An unprecedented sense of crisis shrouded him, making him unable to move.
"Da da."
The footsteps sounded.
"Who?"
The fairy was shocked and looked around.
It was a terrible thing that someone could come to him without his knowledge.
A beautiful woman in red, coming out of the dark shadow, her figure is tall, her hair is black and soft, her snow neck is slender, her waist is slender, her eyes are cold, her lips are crystal clear, and her face is similar to Chiyao.
Not only looks similar, but even the temperament is very similar.
Any soul standing in front of her, can not help but feel a sense of oppression, want to kneel, want to surrender, want to worship.
"Chi Yao Queen."
Shi Qiankun couldn’t bear the pressure and squatted directly on the ground.
"Chi Yao Queen…How can it be? ”
Ming Xian held his breath and opened his eyes. He couldn't believe that this woman was really the god of Kunlun.
"No, you are a sword spirit."
It was not a general monk, and soon I saw the true body of a woman in red.
"Yes, it is the sword spirit, the name is blood."
The woman in red holds a blood-red sword and takes a step forward again. She suddenly has a murderous temper and rushes to the fairy.
Perhaps the blood-stained sword has swallowed up the blood of too many souls, and the murderousness of the body has actually become the essence. In the eyes of the celestial beings, it has turned into a battlefield of corpse and blood.
The woman in red did not even shoot, and the murderous murder had condensed thousands of swords and flew out to the fairy.
The mighty holy spirit of the celestial being seems to be torn apart by murder.
"The Styx map."
The sinister restrains the fear in the heart, clenches his teeth, knocks out a picture, and evolves a world of the river, trying to block the woman in red.
The Styx map is the biggest card of the immortal, even if it is the attack of the immortal saint, it can withstand three blows.
but……
"puff."
The sword in the hands of the woman in red is turned into a bloody light, lightning fast, and instantly penetrates the "Strange of the River" and falls on the heart of the fairy.
"boom."
The fairy was blown by a bloody sword, and the impact flew out, nailed to a rock, and blood rushed.
"how come……"
The eyes of the gods are so big that they can't believe this reality.
Under the Great Saint, someone could beat him with a sword.
In the next moment, the holy blood in the body of the fairy was absorbed by the blood-stained sword and turned into a dry body.
The woman in red did not look at the fairy, and all her eyes fell on the sword spirit of Shen Yuan Gu Jian. The cold light in the beauty disappeared and replaced by thick tenderness.
Blood drops Shenyuan, this is a pair of lovers sword.
The owner is ruthless, and the sword is affectionate.
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