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The water cold sword trembles, the surface peels off a little, the traces of all the axe around the sword heart are shining, the blazing fire is incomparable, the whole sword heart begins to enter the process of annihilation, the method of comprehension, the roads contained in it are almost all here. At the moment, it was completely bursting, and with the killing will of Bai Xiuluo, even myself was shocked, and my heart was cold.
The body seems to be cracking apart, is it going to die?
Even at this moment, I can’t feel the pain. Only when I am deeply unwilling, is it so dead?
"Hang~~~"
The sword heart is self-destructive, and another madness blasts open, and the pale pale dynasty around it is smashed into powder, and it is also violently swaying above the bloody rituals. The roaring sounds constantly, and the big rune has been It has been wiped out a lot, and the old man in the world is also very embarrassed. In the ravages of Jianxin, one of his arms will be destroyed, bloodstained and his eyes will become more and more embarrassing.
"You want to drag me back? Do your daydreams!"
A horrible atmosphere rushed, and an old-fashioned cyan ancient clock appeared in the hands of the old man. The surface was covered with mottled colors, but there was an incomparable avenue of boulevard, and all the pieces of the sword heart were torn apart. Everything, only when it touched this ancient clock, it bounced off and couldn’t cut in, and this ancient clock shrouded the old man, stepping through the swordsmanship that ravaged the chaos and marched toward the blood sacrifice.
"Do you think that self-destruction of the sword heart, death and death can drag me back?" The old man in the seat laughed: "The old man still has to sacrifice you, otherwise he will not be able to return to the spiritual world."
"Hang~~~"
The sword heart trembled again and again, and another corner exploded completely, turning into a disorderly sword to ravage the surroundings.
The water-stained sword heart, the explosive power of a two-sword sword heart can be imagined, comparable to the spirit of the star spirits of the peak of the ruins of the ruins, but the cyan ancient clock is too strong, the old man's body enveloped, can not Injury it!
The old man raised his palm, and a sigh of blood appeared like a silky line from my body. A little bit was absorbed by him and entered a bloody whirlpool.
pain! Very painful!
Living sacrifice, a cruel and cruel way, sacred to the human body and soul, is a ban in the spiritual world. As long as some people dare to use it, the major sects will inevitably launch a wanted order, but in the spiritual world. This kind of technique is nothing.
The roar of the ear, the pain, the bloody flesh, the little flesh of the flesh, and even my body began to wither away a little bit, will soon be alive, even if it is self-destructing the sword heart can do nothing.
"Being willing to die, the era of spiritual repair has long since passed. Why do you have to linger?" The old man’s eyes are stunned, and there is a kind of momentum that overlooks the sentient beings. He said: "Become the old man’s war corpse, and not humiliate the reputation of your Bai Xiluo. , isn't it?"
"you you……"
I gritted my teeth, suffered great pains, and my voice shuddered: "What are you?"
"Ha ha ha..."
The old man's eyes are cold: "Submit, give me the true dragon masterpiece that you have mastered, the nine horse painting mountain, the letter of the cow's tripod, and the mysterious sword of the sword god road mastered on the king's road. The old man can let you suffer less. Pain."
After all, I still want the ultimate law of the real dragon!My will is blurred, my soul has a feeling of being refining, and there is a feeling that I want to surrender all the skills, but the other will in my heart is repressed and truncated. Raised, a painful smile, said: "Do you want a real dragon? You stand so far, how can I give you a real dragon?"
Saying, a golden symbol appeared in my eyebrows, it is the true dragon inscription deep in the soul of the soul!
"Haha, really obedient!"
The old man in the palm of the hand walked step by step, his face was faintly gratified, and the blue-green clock of his body was humming, and the sound of the avenue was issued. When he approached me within ten steps, he suddenly smashed the law and broke out. My There are two more plaques in the body, which are the god-level symbols from the ancient times. They come from Longwushan, and they are two strong and powerful, and they smash each other under my last glimpse. This is my last hope.
"Booming ~~~"
The flames are raging, the frost is raging, and the two plaques are smashing and rolling. Tianwei is madly bombarded on the ancient clock of the blue, and the roaring sounds constantly. It seems that there are dozens of ancient Yue’s swaying together on the ancient clock, and suddenly the ancient bell broke out. Strong Guanghui, a brand of words imprinted in the air, represents a certain kind of road to counterbalance, and sure enough, this big clock is not simple, and most of them are one of the secret treasures of Taikoo.
However, the divine impact of the two god-level symbols is still not to be underestimated, the ice and fire are rolling, the earth is rumbled, and the whole virtual world has almost become a fragment.
The void is madly twisted, the power is extremely disordered, and the ancient clock is also faintly beginning to transform, and the hard support bears the double-faced blow.
"puff……"
The old man in the palm of his hand spit out a blood, his face paled, but he smiled and said: "Do you think that two papers can beat the old man? It is a daydream! If you have no other means, then you will die!"
Struggling with the big step, the old man palms sweeping, sweeping through a piece of blood, shocking me all the people are flying, hitting the wall of the blood sacrifice, the snoring is very clear, and I don’t know how much Root bones, mad vomiting blood, the injury has been re-emphasized.
"dead!"
The old man in the palm of his hand roared, and the palm of his hand was crushed into a giant palm of blood. He shouted: "After turning you into a corpse, the old man can take you to the spiritual martial arts!"
"哗啦", a flaming red treasure fan appeared in my hands, picking up the flames and rolling straight into the strong enemy.
Jinwu fan is also one of my treasures.
"Oh?"
The old man in the palm of his hand sneered: "The treasure of the blood sand river actually falls in your hands, it is not bad, the old man retrieved it."
Endured with the burning of Jinwutianhuo, the old cyan bells rang, and the old man stepped forward step by step. He did not hesitate to spit blood and also flew the Jinwu fan. At the same time, he also broke my bones and was extremely painful.
"Is there any means?" He sneered.
The ancient bell rang, and a golden verse was lingering around, confirming the temperament of a certain kind of avenue. It is this heavy bottom that allows me to take out the means in a row and why not.There was a kind of eagerness in the depths of the body. Suddenly, I suddenly slammed for a while, and a piece of gold appeared on the chest. A golden glow was like a galaxy. It was a kind of aura that seemed to be maintained with the ancient clock. Start to resonate!
Just a moment, the ancient bell humming, the golden verses lingering around it were absorbed by the heavenly aura like the tide, and the ancient clock instantly lost its charm.
"How...what?" The old man looked sullen and disbelieved, and turned his face to greed: "You have a heavenly spirit in your little beast? Hahaha... It’s a big creation, it’s me!"
He leaped in the air, and Zhang Zhang intercepted the golden scriptures in the air, and strove to pull the gas of the heavens from my body.
"dream!"
In the spiritual market, the water-stained sword heart only had a fist-sized piece, and it exploded completely at this moment, prompting a strong sword to bang around, and at the same time I jumped up and struggled. The sword is pointing to his head.
"The beast of the beast!"
The old man in the palm of his hand has a sharp gaze, and his body is full of blood and breath. He will shake off his spiritual strength and raise his hand and print it on my chest. This person is too strong, and people have a sense of despair.
"call……"
The void suddenly twisted, and a large pocket appeared there, smashing the bag. This is already a way I can't do it. The moment the bag is opened, everything is madly absorbed, especially the old cyan bell, roaring. Absolutely, the revival of the temperament of the avenue, the golden verses emerged, but the verses of a glimpse were quickly absorbed by the shackles.
The old man in the palm of his hand madly vomits blood, and he is almost unable to support the ancient bell power.
"How can my gods in the spiritual world be destroyed in the hands of the ants?" He was so angry that he burst into blood and wanted to fight back.
But at this moment, the cyan ancient clock slammed into a few cracks, and then it was sucked in by the smashing bag, and disappeared in a blink of an eye!
Finally, I received this clock!
This clock is absolutely extraordinary, can withstand two god-level symbolic shocks, coupled with the full impact of the water cold sword heart blasting, there is no fragmentation, and finally used the bag to barely accept.
"The old man is not sweet!"
Faced with the crazy sucking power of the bag, the old man's skin cracked a little bit, the hair was broken, the flesh and blood of the whole body were peeled off a little, and it was absorbed by the bag, and soon the whole body had almost no inch of intact skin. The flesh and blood are dripping, and the bones have been exposed in many places. The whole person is not like a person.
At this time, the glory of the bag was dimmed, and my spiritual power was exhausted and I could not continue to support it.
"dead!"
As soon as the pale flying fire burned, the power of Bai Shuluo broke out. I forcibly supported the pulsing of the body that was close to the broken body. The true dragon fists were printed and tied with the mighty force like an ancient Yue to the head of the old man. He must be killed, otherwise I will still die today.
"Be bold!"
The old man roared, his eyes glazed, and a palm slammed out, falling straight on my shoulder, and suddenly the bones shattered and the shoulder blades had broken into pieces.The inner pale flame burned, and the reason was completely submerged by the will of the killing, and a heavy punch slammed on the head of the old man.
"Hey..."
The skull was ruptured, but his will to survive was extremely tyrannical. He was still waving his palm when he was severely wounded. He slammed into my belly. A strong pain came from it, almost fainting, but in Bai Shuluo. Under the madness of the war, the dragon seal was reconsidered and slammed on his neck!
"Peng~~~"
It seems that the neck bones have been translocated, the old man is very uncomfortable, and his mouth is mad and vomiting blood.
good chance!
Stretched his hand and grabbed a sword in the bone ring and stuffed it into the mouth of the old man in the palm of his hand. He slammed it down, and the real dragon pushed it, and the sword mud was sent into his stomach.
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