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Close to the Blood Holy Glory, there are ridiculous places everywhere, the blood waves rolling in the air, the whole blood gorge is in a kind of suffocation, the sky, a group of bloody brilliance is flowing, wrapped in powerful air, the number is very large, At least thousands of blood demons are fighting there, and their enemies do not seem to be human beings, but rather a living creature with a strong sacred atmosphere.
"That is..." Dongfang Qi frowned and looked into the distance.
Under the clouds, a chaste figure appeared above the blood demon group. It was a girl wearing white soft armor. The body was exquisite and delicate, and the lines were moving under the soft armor, but she did not seem to be human. The brilliance of the white radiance, with a fine sword in his hand, gently swayed the dust in the void, turning into a white sacred storm that swept the blood demon group.
"唰~~~"
A sword is cracked, and hundreds of blood demons are instantly smashed into a blood fog. This sword is not only the power on the kendo, but also the outbreak of blood power. Otherwise, there will never be such a horrible effect. Those blood At least the strength of the demon is also the strength of the early half of the holy, the strong is comparable to the saint under the shoulder, but under the sword of the silver girl, it is simply vulnerable!
"It is another taboo."
Long finds his teeth: "I used to see this person in the Tianzhu Casting Mountain Villa. She is the legendary white tiger family, the white-tiger girl on the semi-Sanctuary."
"Even she is coming."
I frowned. "It seems that the blood sanctuary really wants to gather together."
"Go, don't delay!"
Dongfang Qi whispered: "Don't wait until the spiritual world is completely destroyed, and then we will not be able to go there."
"Well, go!" ......
Everyone flew into the depths of the Blood Holy Gap, and I and Lin Muzhao opened the way to prevent further sneak attacks, but it was safe on the way. After flying a hundred miles, the distant sky was shining, and the bloody brilliance was shining, the earth came. A fierce shudder, as if the depths of the stratum also began to collapse, a sorrowful red flame Linghua overflowed the crack, faintly visible.
"Geocentric essence!"
Immediately, some of the disciples of the Holy Gate were hot, and they flew one by one and began to collect the essence of the fire that turned into a red gem, but it seemed to be very hot. Some people were screamed by hot, even half-sacred. The high temperature that the flesh can't bear, it must be quite close to the temperature of the extreme fire.
"Some of the small profits are actually so competing..."
Dongfang Ping hated the iron and did not hold the steel fist, saying: "The blood gorge is in front of you, what are some of the essence of the periphery?"
Lin Muzhao, a pair of beautiful eyes, looked at the west and said: "There is movement in the blood gorge. It seems that the war still has not stopped. Let's hurry, don't wait until anything is late!"
"Looking at the past!"
I flew over the hills with Long Xun and Dong Fang. The next moment, there was a red canyon in front of it. The holy spirit was stirring. It was the legendary blood gorge. At this time, the blood gorge was caught in a battle. The surface at the bottom of the canyon is constantly cracking, and a glimpse of the essence of the earth emerges, which is then turned into a flame-like gem. Each one has only the size of the finger, but the number is large and dense.
"My goodness……"The face of Dongfang’s cockroaches is inspiring, saying: “The essence of the earth is the treasure of the upper bound. It is said that the value of the essence of the earth is equal to that of the sacred stone. Shengyuan Stone is gone, but the underground of a blood gorge in the district, I am afraid that at least a whole treasure of the earth's heart is buried!"
"Don't be too happy."
I opened the eyes of the kendo and saw the bloody clouds. I saw people in the distant canyons who were almost everywhere in the exile. There were at least tens of thousands of blood monsters guarding the periphery, and there were some zombies crouching in the darkness. However, in the position close to the core, there are some exiles who originally belonged to human beings, and each one is violent and strong.
At the end of the blood gorge, the people of the spiritual world finally appeared!
A king wearing a blood-colored armor holds a long sword and is wearing a cloak of hunting and hunting. One person is in front of a group of exiles. The helmet is exhaled, and the exposed eyes are cold and cold. He looks quietly. Everyone is immersed in an imposing manner, and judging from his breath, this person has the strength of the middle sage, although it is strong, but there are already many wounds on the armor, blood flow mottled, There are too many enemies he has to face, and each one is a half-life arrogant in the exile. The ants are more like a dead elephant. It is only a matter of time.
Just behind this mighty king, there are several familiar faces, the death knell of the King of the King, the King of the Kings, and the ruined Queen Natavia, the Red Moon are all there, but everyone is injured, as strong as Chi Hanchuan It has also been ruined and bloody, and a pair of white and long legs of the Red Moon have been stained with blood. The waist seems to have a sword and the injury is very heavy.
As for Natavia, her injury seems to be the lightest, but the breath is also the weakest. It must be the use of the power of degeneration to continue to kill, in exchange for the qualifications that everyone can still stand here alive.
There are only five left in the Seven Kings. As for the king in the forefront, his name is coming out.
The immortal, the supreme commander of the spiritual world, known as the immortal emperor, once heard of this person in the mouth of the Red Moon, in the spiritual world, under the blood king, the number of immortal emperors is the strongest, so that Natavia, Chi Hanchuan, etc. The strength of human beings is only the peak of the holy sacred, and the breath of the immortal has reached the point of the middle sage.
In addition, the atmosphere of the Red Moon is also somewhat weird. In addition to the hatefulness of her beautiful eyes, there is also a flaming red. It is a sign that the fire of the holy fire is ignited. She actually stepped in earlier than Natvia. Holy environment?
However, when I looked at it carefully, my heart suddenly became clear. Only then did I find that the red moon was holding a bloody warm jade in the left hand. The Wenyu’s veins were clear, and the colorful sacred glory was the spiritual spirit of the spiritual world.
It can only be explained in this way, stimulating the air transport in the spirit, so that the Red Moon gains the power of the Holy One in advance, but it is still not the opponent of many masters in the exile!
"Emperor, the dragon
The descendants are also here. ”
Although Natavia was exhausted, she still honed her sword and said: "The fate of our spiritual world has finally come to an end. Even if we use the air transport of one world, we still can't escape bad luck."The immortal emperor looked up at the starry sky and said: "God is destined, I will not help if I change my life."
The red moon show is scornful: "The exiled land wins my home and ruins my spiritual world. Even if this account is dead, it must be made clear! Why... What exile can destroy my spiritual world?"
Behind her, there are at least hundreds of spiritual monks, most of whom are young, and they raise their swords with anger and snarl: "The spiritual world is not dead! The spiritual world is not dead!"
"shut up."
Just in front of them, a white radiance fell, turned into an old man with a cane, can't really look at him, but a white cloak is like a fish-scale shimmering radiance, this person is very strong, almost going to semi-holy The extreme environment of the situation, the crutches in the hand gently touch the ground, whispered: "Original, if your spiritual world is willing to surrender, it is just a springboard for your world, but you are stubborn, this is no stranger to us. You have to pay a heavy price for your stupidity!"
"White Raven!"
The immortal emperor’s glory is blazing, and the long sword is slowly pointing. “You want to take away the essence of the spirit and the essence of the spiritual world, and you would rather reduce it to a semi-sacred place. If your organization counts it, then it’s not afraid of this. Wang Yijian married you?"
"Ha ha ha ha..."
The old man who was called "White Raven" made a strange laughter that made people back and cold, saying: "It’s not that old ages look down on you, even if you are old in the semi-sacred environment, you can't beat it."
"Be your daydream!"
The immortal emperor burst into brilliance and directly took out the sword of the middle saint. The rules of death around the sword were lingering. There was a burst of ghosts and crying, and the person who claimed that the whole spiritual world had the deepest cult in the death rule kendo was truly extraordinary. This sword broke out, and suddenly a group of exiles in front of them were lost.
"嘿嘿嘿~~~"
The white crow once again made a creepy smile, and the crutches swept across the sky. A white crow flapped its wings and flew out in the air. The flames lingered in the blink of an eye, and they were absorbed on the sword of the immortal emperor. The rules of death seem to have been reversed in the direction of the general, a fierce sword stayed in the air.
"What kind of magic is this?"
I stunned and re-elected the kendo god's eyes and looked at it again before I realized that it was an illusion. The white crow was not only strong, but even the illusion was a must. The crows that were sacrificed actually affected the immortal monarch. Mind, this sword is not impossible to survive, but is stopped by the immortal emperor himself.
"What are you waiting for?"
The white crow's old scorpion looked at the half-sacred arrogance of hundreds of exiles. He said: "The time to rewrite the history of my exiled land is here. Can it be shameful and re-enter the three thousand worlds? Yours!"
The people cheered up and pulled out the sword one by one, bursting out of the sky, and rushed out almost in an instant, fighting with the last remaining forces of the spiritual world. Red Moon, Natavia and others fought in battle. Even Donglin and Chi Hanchuan also shot together. For a time, the depths of the Blood Holy Gorge became more chaotic.
...... "Shasha ~~~"Lin Muzhao fell by my side, and a few leaves fell on the foot. A pair of beautiful eyes looked forward to the distance and said: "Teacher, are the two red moons and Natavia that you are thinking about?"
"Ok."
"Natavia..." She whispered her lips: "A strange name."
"Maybe the people in the lower Western Region."
"We... are you ready to do it?"
"Yes."
I tightened my hand, and the decree of the master was still there. I waited for the sword to give the exiles a chance to go down. The sword of the sword saint was nothing to say about the taboo of the green demon. But for the half-life Tianjiao carefully selected by these exiled places, it is quite deadly, and I must also maximize the effect of this sword, or not, if it is to be, this sword will let The exiled land regiment felt the real pain!
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