Sword of Coming Chapter 683

Fengxian Temple Sword Fairy Wei Jin found the trace of the blue-shirted swordsman, but was suddenly approached by a handsome male brother with a sword-hugging waist, blocking it in front of the blue-shirted swordsman, holding out a palm and blocking it. All the sword lights of the Wei Jin sword shook his wrists. The palms of his hands had been changed into coke, but they were restored as usual.

This throne, which is not high or low in the ancient well, is aliased as blue and white.

The delicate face that can be confusing to women, if you look at it in detail, is made up of other people's skins.

Inside the sword hoist, there are countless remaining souls of sword fairy and broken flying swords.

The big demon blue and white laughed with the young swordsman who was the first hundred swordsman behind in the wild world. "Little brother, have you played enough?"

The blue-shirted swordsman nodded and said, "Be careful yourself."

The demon blocked the sword fairy's distant sword again and was swayed by Wei Jin and two swords successively. The blue and white flowers had already been suspended above a large pit. His voice was soft and he smiled, "What are you careful with? Haven't you gone to Chen Qingdu yet? "

Lu Zhi came to the sword and said to Wei Jin: "You continue to hunt. This sissy is given to me."

Blue and white smiled at the woman's great sword fairy who had ruined her half-face, "This is the great sword fairy of the Great Wall of Jianqi?"

Lu Zhi said nothing, and answered with a sword.

At the end of the city, the blood-sucking monk is like a golden Buddha with the sword-qi Great Wall as the lotus seat.

The middle-aged face of the Buddhist sage, the cape on his body fell off by himself, and the palms without fingers were gently lifted into the air. It was as big as a sea of ​​clouds. For a time, the wind and clouds were surging, and the magpies became larger and larger. world.

In the end, the sea of ​​clouds that covered the sky and the sun was falling, and one fell and covered the battlefield outside the city head, turning into countless grains of gold, one after another attached to the sword repair of the Jianqi Great Wall.

The monk sat cross-legged and a lotus lamp appeared with a joss stick in front of him.

Then many sword repairs on the battlefield, within a fragrant incense, minor injuries, were passed on to the monks.

On the seal of the sword fairy, there was a seal inscription, which was copied by a young hermit from Haoran.

"The Dingguang Buddha is the next generation in the world."

When the incense was about to burn out, the monk folded his hands, looked up, smiled, and died.

But the lights in front of him were still there.

The saints, including the monks, are actually killing from beginning to end.

For example, the saint of the Buddhist monk consumed his destiny to replace the heavens and the earth and helped the Great Wall of Sword Qi defeat the wild world. Together with the other two saints, he created the golden river three times, shaking a lion worm, breaking the ten-finger golden dragon, taking off the sword, and protecting the sword ...

There was the terrible killing of the siege battle, blood flowed into the river, and the yellow stream and giant Jin diagram of the Confucian saint, the key is that the Buddha's magical power shrouded the battlefield.

Yang Jian has been kept for a long time, so that Wu Chengzhen feels that it is too long and too long, and finally gave out his life Feijian Ganlin for the first time.

This Gan Lin ranked among the top three in the Feijian Shentong commentary of the Summer Palace.

On the battlefield outside the city, thousands of demons were shrouded in a curtain of blood rising from the earth, instantly flaking the flesh, and being strangled by every raindrop that contained the meaning of sweet dew.

The throne of the big demon Baiying is the most advanced, but it is still some distance from the battlefields of Aliang, Chen Xi and Qi Tingji.

On the throne of dry bones accumulated from hundreds of thousands of white bones, this big demon has no flesh and blood, and the white bone is as white as jade, and the head is still stepping on the skull.

After seeing the city head Wu Chengzhang offering his destiny flying sword, Bai Ying kicked the skull far away and stood up with interest, staring at the rain curtain that slowly lifted off.

Bai Ying put her eyes back a little. Above the battlefield, there was a poor little Yuyujing sword repairer, who broke one arm, and said without holding the sword, her ankle was evenly chopped off. I still do n't know why. After Qi Tingji's three sword formations, they came straight to the throne.

The man stopped his body, confronted the throne of dry bones, and lifted the long sword, but instead of watching the big demon Bai Ying, he stared at the head and said, "Watch the pulse, the sword repairs Gao Kui, and the last sword, Ask the ancestor. "

Bai Ying glanced at the skull on the ground, and laughed, "I don't think so, just slap you to death with a slap, so that you and your children can be companions."

An empty grey robe with no one in it floated on, slowly falling on the throne of dry bones.

When it appeared, Bai Ying immediately returned to her original position and dared not say one more word.

The gray robe stood on the edge of the throne.

In the distance is Gao Kui who wants to ask the last sword of this life.

A husky voice sounded, "Watch the sword."

The two Great Demon Thrones are suspended adjacent to each other, and they are both described by women.

The big demon lifted up, she appeared in real life, her head was slain, she wore an emperor crown, she was wearing a black dragon robe, she was sitting high on a dragon chair, and she dragged her huge tail to the ground.

On the side of the throne, under the pseudonym Fei Fei, she did not show her true appearance, her youthful appearance, a pair of scarlet eyes, thousands of warp and weft threads on her robe, and each thread was a river stream that she had refined. She wore a bracelet made of the dragon's natural orb, a pair of embroidered shoes on her feet, and two huge beads on the toe.

Yang Zhi had just withdrawn from the battlefield, and he took the sword of Qi Tingji stiffly. At this moment, he had to show his true wounds.

The demon race practiced the transformation of human form and climbed faster, but the issue of nourishing the wound was still recovering the true body and recovering faster.

Yang Zhi's eyes were gloomy, staring at the one person and one sword in the distance, and occupying a vast battlefield, Qi Tingji, the old sword immortal with the sword-like Great Wall lettering was the handsome skin of a young man. If according to the earliest derivation of Tuoyue Mountain, Qi Tingji, who has a higher heart than sky, will never die and die, and will follow the hermit Xiao Xiao to rebel against the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Give him a backlash, just like Xiao Xuan hits his left and right backs.

I never thought that Qi Tingji had changed his mind. It should be said that this should not be the case. As long as Qi Tingji was willing to leave the Jianqi Great Wall and be able to kill him, only Chen Qingdu, but once Chen Qing chose to use his sword, he would stand by in the arms like a tent. Tuoyueshan's wild and great ancestors will do the same. The only explanation is that Chen Qing gave Qi Tingji a better future.

Fei Fei hovered beside the dragon chair. Compared with the big demon who was standing head to shoulder, Fei Fei looked extremely small. She glanced at the two young men standing on the handle of the dragon chair and smiled slightly at one of them. Then she said with her heart and Yang's words: "You are incapable of supervising the battle, you are a guilty body, don't you show that? You look very interested in Huang Huang."

Yang Zhi's face became more and more ugly, and the tail that dragged on the ground smashed gently to the ground, and the earth shook and shattered within a hundred feet.

Her situation with Huang Hua is the most uncomfortable now.

Yang Zhi was once the lord of Draguo River. Naturally, there was a dispute over the avenue with the Fei Fei, but under the testimony of Tuoyue Mountain, Yang Zhi presented the entire waters of the Luohe River to Fei Fei.

In exchange, Fei Fei needs to help Yang Zhi become the co-owner of the mountain under the mighty world Jiuzhou when Hao Ran is desperate for water transportation, and Yang Zhi is going to be the hostess of the dynasty and king of the world. Life and death, martial arts circulation, all have to be decided by her.

And Yang Zhi also needs to help Fei Fei to complete one of her biggest wishes, that is, to let Fei Fei devour the last prototype of the true dragon to make up the avenue. In the future, all water transportation in the wild and vast world will be under Fei Fei's control.

Therefore, the two sides changed from the endless battle in the wild world to the pattern of mutual support and alliance in the future.

On the handle of the huge dragon chair, there are two sword fairy embryos, Yu Si and Juvenile Beach, in Jia Shen's account.

After Yu Si was the siege, did I know? Tan turned out to be a disciple of Yang Zhi.

And the beach knows Yu Si even, and it will be called "prince" by the throne big princess Fei Fei.

After that, the atmosphere of Jia's account was a bit tricky.

Except for the wooden cymbals, the rest of my colleagues couldn't calm down and get along with them. Everyone looked at their eyes with a few more irresistible and extremely difficult to hide.

So today the two sword repairers met to relax here.

Tan said: "It seems that there is no trace of Chen Ping'an."

Rain four nodded and said, "It would be difficult to have a chance to help revenge."

Yu Si wore a black robe, but pulled her hair with a white satin line. Her black and white were distinct, and she was very eucalyptus.

? Tan looked bleak, "Sister Liubai, changed his body and body, but the sword heart was a little unstable."

Yu four kneeled on one knee, looking at the battlefield in the distance. "If it was me, it would be difficult to maintain the clear heart of the sword."

Tan gritted his teeth and said, "I will kill Chen Ping'an!"

Yu Si smiled and said, "Count me."

He turned his head to look at the great monster Fei Fei.

She laughed: "When the rotten fence is broken, I will find the young hermit for the son."

Yangzhi hesitated for a long time and looked at the city head. The Confucian saint sacrificed the yellow stream giant Jin map, so that a continuous stream of water poured over the city head onto the battlefield to stop the demon ants. Attached siege.

She took out a scroll of scrolls from her sleeve, reluctantly.

As the former owner of the Luoluo River, before surrendering the waters of the Luoluohe River, he took the lead in refining three long rivers, one of which was an indeterminate river with white bone ghost charm clusters.

Yang Zhi threw the scroll towards the Jianqi Great Wall, escaped dozens of sword repair flying swords, rolled down to the ground, a rolling stream of uncertain water collided with the Yellow Stream Jujin, and immediately caused a thousand layers of waves.

In the previous war, the throne big demon armor, which had never been shot once, always looked up at the old man from the world of Qingming. It is said that he was still the master of a city on the fifth floor and the twelfth city of Bai Yujing?

At the foot of the big demon armor, the mountains hang upside down, and the high platform is as smooth as a mirror, shining and dazzling.

This broken and overhanging mountain, the size of which is not inferior to the second character's mountain word mark left in the vast world, is known as the golden throne of the barren world.

Refined from the countless fragments of mountains and rivers in the history of the barren world, it is necessary to use the iron chains made of the bones of the big demon to connect the golden crushed stones of different sizes. The high-level mirror surface is like the largest one in the world. A gold fine copper coin.

Wearing a golden robe, the throne big demon armor is not deliberately showing obstacles, but it is still shrouded in the sun.

The big demon armor is located at the center of the mirror surface, driving the foot of the mountain and passing away, rushing to the sky above the battlefield, and directly using the entire gold fine throne, to stop the old man's magnificent power reflected by the Dobo mirror.

The old Taoist man used the multi-mirror magical power to connect with the wild day in the wild, and aimed at a monk soldier of the Yujing Realm. He not only burned his tough physique, but also fixed his body. At the same time, he was alternated by the top ten swords Yue Qing cut off her head with the sword "Xiongzhen Wuyue" and smashed her body. Then she used two destiny flying swords "Baizhangquan" and "Lark in the sky" to bring together the demon Yuanshen who wanted to escape. Kill the spot.

Yue Qing won some respite and looked around. There was no demon clan involved in the killing around the battlefield. She stepped on the head of the demon clan, shook her wrist gently, and scattered the blood on the sword.

happy.

Yue Qing went south with a sword.

The extremely lethal Great Sword Fairy had also sniffed at the incense of Wen Sheng, and had taken the initiative to find a young hermit, thanking him in person and apologizing.

Bright and light.

The old Taoist nodded slightly, and Yue Dajian was polite.

Then frowned, and moved the angle of the multiple treasure mirrors several times. Baoguang was still dragged to the Golden Throne. The old man sighed in his heart, and he was repaired in the realm of Taoism. They were no longer pinnacles.

The golden throne at the foot of the big demon armor was billowed by Dobo Mirror magma, and the gold liquid constantly overflowed the mirror surface, spattering wildly. As fast as a flying sword, whether it is a sword repair or a demon tribe, it will stand on the spot. .

Bian Jia smiled and asked, "You old man, Ming Ming Yang Shou still has a lot, but he is going to die here. Is it fun?"

This veteran veteran in the world of Qingming, the two most important mortals, has many cracks in the mirror of his hand, such as a dense spider web, every time there is a slight gap, the veteran is already glassless The body of Jinxian's body will have an extra black silk thread, killing the way, life passing, visible to the naked eye. As for the dusting brush, most of it is destroyed, only the handle is left.

The old man held up the mirror and raised his hand to smile. "Fun, your mother."

With the oldest immortal manner, he said the most rude words.

It is hard to imagine that this is an elegant old fairy who said, "When the peach blossoms bloom, if there are still yellow lotus flowers on the flowers, it is particularly touching, and the eyes are afraid to move."

It is even harder to imagine that when the Taoists preached in Bai Yujing's own city, many Gaozhen immortals who came from other buildings in other cities sat on top of each other and had a lot of understanding.

Bingjia didn't take it seriously and stopped talking.

The two sides are consuming so much, but the golden body fragments that consume some landscape gods, but the old way of the cow nose is rapidly consuming life.

This sacrifice of one of the saints of the Three Great Sects of the Great Wall of Qi Qi was a big credit.

According to the contract, Tuoyue Mountain promised to take out the land of Haoran Tianxia Continent. Above the map, all the Haoran Confucian Academy, the orthodox mountain shrines sealed by the dynasty, and the golden body of the big and small temples, will be cast by this mountain. No one survives.

In particular, I heard that many ancient gods were reincarnated in Haoran, which is the key to the armored avenue of sacrifice. Together with refining, it can be suspended in the sun, even in the posture of a high god, overlooking all beings and truly gaining immortality. As long as your avenue flows, the so-called Skynet is restored and leaked, plus the passage of that long river, you must also detour for it!

The demon stretched out his hand, slowly raised it, the outermost edge of the mirror surface, a series of golden inscriptions appeared, and the words were very large. Each golden text was manifested as a golden **** of ten feet in height. Among them, the sun, moon, wood, water, fire, and earth are like the eyes, and the manifestation of the gods, especially towering, reaching as high as one hundred feet, especially the gods born from the two characters "sun and moon" are hung by the sun halo and the moon cohesion. The resulting treasure-phase aperture, with golden melts, lingers endlessly, like celestial clothes and ribbons on the murals of water and land.

The old Taoist suddenly stood up and laughed loudly: "If there is a sword in the future to travel around the world, remember to visit the poor city! The scenery is excellent, the fairy is even more beautiful! I have been with the princes for many years, poor Hurry, hurry! "

After these words, the old man's body melted into the soul, and finally turned into a dazzling ray of light. First, he went into the dangling multi-mirror, and finally burst out into the golden throne.

It was actually that even the Great Demon Armor couldn't control the throne to avoid the rainbow, and could only watch the soul and spirit of the old Taoist, such as the snow water melting into the golden throne.

Then on the entire mirror surface, there appeared a vicious old man tearing cracks with his soul. The last true words were only three words.

Please drop your sword.

The great sword immortal slashed a sword, and along the crack, cut the entire Golden Throne into two.

After the battle, the dreaded dreaded armor of the demon had to withdraw from the battlefield, and tried his best to repair the heavily damaged Jinjing Mountain.

The door of the tent.

The big man stood side by side with the old man in gray clothing.

Liu Cha said: "Chen Xi, Nalan burning reeds, something is wrong."

You shouldn't be so desperate, you won't die so much.

The old man in grey nodded.

On the other hand, Qi Tingji, the old deaf child, is very normal. Looking at the shots, he still has a retreat on the battlefield.

But Chen Xi and Na Nalan burnt the reeds, the two owners of the Taixiang Street magnate, but ran to death.

As for Dong Sangeng.

The old man looked up at the round full moon far away from the sky, not far from the ground, looking at the posture, Dong San did not intend to return to the city, not only that, when this man completely fell, I believe there must be a great landscape .

Although the enemy is divided, the old man in gray clothing still regrets Dong Sangeng.

Wait for heroes.

As for the life and death of the lotus master, the gray-clad old man didn't care. Carrying Tuoyue Mountain and refining half moon moon without authorization, this was a **** overthrow. Now, against Dong Sangeng, he got the right time and place, but he was also cage.

Liu Cha asked: "According to the latest results of Jiazi's account, is this the Temple of Literature to give half of the world to the sword repair of Jianqi Great Wall?"

The old man in grey nodded, "It's a big deal."

The young hermit officer used a utilitarian parade to help the Jianqi Great Wall take a sigh of relief, and at the same time struggling for several years, he also let the sword repairers breathe a sigh of relief. The guy who fell from the sky, went to Qingming and ran back again, and eliminated some depression between Jian Xiu's heart and chest.

There are saints who are sitting here in the same vein. Ya Sheng's pulse, there is A Liang, mellow Chen Chunan. Wen Sheng's pulse, there are more swords around, hermit Chen Ping'an.

These scholars who traveled far away are using their own methods to explain the truth and let Haoran Tianxia Temple agree to this matter.

On the battlefield, Xun Cai stopped.

Beyond Baizhang, there appeared a throne demon, Huang Zhi who was full of immortality.

This big demon passed through the army of the demon tribe, and found the deepest plucking alone.

Huang Yan smiled and said, "Your name is Xun Cai? I heard you bought the Zhanyun Pavilion. Coincidentally, it is in my pocket. Keep your sword on your knees and be my slave, spare you not to die."

Huang Yan was silent for a moment, squinting his eyes, "Well, this statement of slavery is too bad for a female sword fairy, even if it is a swordsman."

Together with Xun Cai 's Suspension Pavilion, which is carved from a whole body of jasper, there are all sorts of pine trees in Wantao House, Yuxian Pavilion, Armor House, etc. on the moonlit night. Booty.

Xun Cai's body was covered with scars at this moment, but she was mostly covered by the robe she wore. She only said that above her face, her cheekbones had been rotten by a warrior monk, her skin was thin and her bones were bare.

Xi Cai spit out blood and yanked the corners of her mouth, grinning: "Even if I bought Zhanyun Pavilion, you know?"

Huang Zheng nodded and said, "There are still some sword repairers who are afraid of death."

She picked up the sword and returned to the sheath. The action was rapid and the sword was violent. A circle of ripples spreading from her and others spread out. In an instant, the army of the demon clan that was flowing forward from both sides of her and the big demon Huang Yan. Roll off countless.

Huang Yan put his fingers together, stretched his hands in front, and shook it slightly, breaking up the invisible essence of sword, "Since it is already at the end of the crossbow, don't shake the flowers."

Wu Cai asked: "Do you know that even if you go to Tongyezhou, this animal will be poked to death?"

Huang Yan laughed abruptly, reminding him, "I'm not in a good mood right now."

Huang Yan, who was originally the abbot of the throne in the wild and wild world of sword repair, was obviously an existence that was highly expected by the old man in Tuoyue Mountain.

In the past, the big demon Huang Yan was detached from the wild world, and he has always had little dispute with other big demon. Furthermore, this time when he went to Haoran, the thing Huang Huang asked for was useless in the eyes of the rest of the throne. It's not that big, and Huang Zong himself doesn't have much ambition. In the words of a big demon, this Huang Zong has reached the world of Hao Ran, and he is a shabby product. That's why Tuoyueshan handed over the overwhelming battle to the Huanghua abbot.

It 's just that the sword that most likely belonged to those who did not have the ancients and who did not come, was supposed to be an assassination, two sword repairs in the amount of tens of thousands, and the sword was flying against the sword, and the sword was torrential. The Jianqi Waterfall, not only failed to overwhelm the Jianqi Great Wall, but also suffered more damage than expected.

This made Huang Yan finally stop with the big demon, and he could only go to the barren world behind the battlefield, intercept the sword immortals who tried to support the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and make up for it.

Not only that, Huang Zhe had previously had to smash half of the hard-working and refined Qionglou Yuyu and Tingtai Diange into the Jianqi Great Wall.

Obviously, the old man in coat in Jiazi account was not very satisfied with the performance of Huang Zhi.

Xun Cai glanced back, unknowingly, a little far from the Jianqi Great Wall.

It can be seen that the swordsmanship of the old lady is very good!

Huang Yan said, "Lastly give you a chance to survive."

Xun Cai handed out a sword.

Huang Yan reached out and grabbed the sword light, breaking it stiffly, and the sword light splashed in the palm of his hand, not to hurt Huang Yan.

Xun Cai bent over, swept back, and immediately pulled out her sword.

Huang Yan spread out his robes.

Xiaotiandi was white.

Xun Cai's spirit was forcibly raised to the pinnacle of desperate sword, but it broke the small world of Huang Zhi.

Huang Yan said that she was absolutely true at the end of her crossbow.

Qi Cai, who was unable to hand out the second sword, backed away, vomiting endlessly.

Huang Yan did not look at the miserable condition of the woman, raised a broken sleeve, looked at it with some regret, and looked up with a smile: "The sword is really good, it is indeed the sword repair that came out of Luzhou, Beiju." I am going to make a decision as your female swordsman. After winning you, let Bai Ying help me to make your soul new and old. When you come to Tongyezhou, you can see if anyone can make a sword. Poke me ... "

Between words, Huang Yan pressed down with one hand.

Between the electric light and flint, a huge vortex appeared above the sky, and a mountain-sized loft smashed down towards the head.

Xun Cai was about to make a sword, but found that an old man had come to his side, offended, and pulled Xun Cai to the rear. At the same time, the old man threw a sword in his hand and greeted the attic.

The long sword and the sword light straight up against the attic, as if a single tree supported the dangerous building.

Yao Chongdao, the word Lianyun, perhaps the Yao family's homeowner so much liked the word "Lianyun", so that the sword and the fate sword were named "Lianyun", fairyland.

Before coming here, the old man exchanged a sword with that courtier, and the demon sword fairy had evacuated the battlefield.

Huang Zheng reluctantly said, "I'm really not interested in military achievements or anything. I'm seriously injured. Why come to me and die? But the head that was given to me by no means cannot be collected."

Above that loft, there are giant buildings under pressure, stacked one by one, and the sword-like sabre "Lianyun" was instantly pressed out into a slight arc.

Huang Huan lost at the middle of the refining in exchange for the consumption of the Yao Chongdao refining, without hesitation.

Huang Zhe's mind moved slightly, and a blast of Xianjia Dongfu slammed down. The sword tip of "Lianyun" had cracked.

But the old man's destiny flying sword has not yet appeared.

Huang Yan wanted to see if Yao Chong, who was not badly injured, was able to use the killer that brightened his eyes.

As soon as Wu Cai was about to return to the battlefield, the old man screamed angrily, "Zhuai! It's not that I look down on my pussy, it's down on you, the jade state, go back!"

Xun Cai had to scold his mother, and resolutely gave up the idea of ​​rushing forward.

Huang Yan looked up at the splendid sword light that had penetrated the entire attic, and laughed: "I thought I had given up a long sword in order to save people and save ourselves. Obviously, since you have made up your mind, you really want to Kill me with your life, and let you do it. Killing the fairy of the Great Wall of the Sword can make up for it. "

The old man wore a Yifang robe with a sword-like Great Wall, fluttering his sleeves, and suddenly asked, "Do you recognize my granddaughter?"

Xun Cai was unwilling to add a snake to his feet, distracting Yao Chongdao, but he was also reluctant to retreat, and opened a distance to keep the flying sword in place.

She nodded after hearing the words: "I know her, but she is quite familiar."

Yao Chong Road hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then I'm bothered to send Jian Jianxian to tell the boy, there is no need to go to the door to ask for a kiss. I don't care if you're imaginary."

郦 Cai silent.

The Yao Sword Fairy certainly didn't care, but he couldn't pull the guy's collar to the Yao family to ask for a kiss.

Xun Cai wanted to say that he had a disciple, and he was so enchanted that he really admired that guy, but he just stopped talking.

Yun Cai said, "Senior Yao, I can switch places with you and have the opportunity to evacuate together."

Yao Chongdao didn't bother to expose the true mind of this girl in Luzhou, Beiju, who was very young and died here?

The old man said with a smile: "Don't underestimate the bottom of the box of a throne monster. You little girl, if you die with a bad old man, it's like affair, what a matter."

The old man leaped slightly, sat cross-legged, and a cloud formed under his feet.

Hands folded on the abdomen, palms, clouds rising, slowly raising a whole body of white pocket flying sword.

Huang Yan looked complacent, and Yao Chongdao's destiny flying sword was suitable for large-scale battlefields. It was very similar to Wu Chengyi 's Gan Lin and Yue Qing 's skylarks, and they were not good at fighting.

Huang Yan sighed out a colorful mist, and it flashed away. There wasn't much weather.

But it made the dreadfulness far away from the battlefield of the two people frightened.

Any throne on the throne is a monster of longevity.

In the long period of time, Huang Yan successively refined hundreds of five elements of the five elements, and continuously cut them out and replaced them, and finally owned two immortal soldiers and three and a half immortal soldiers.

As for the Qionglou Yuyu, who looks at the weather, except for three of them, the rest are all the external objects of Zhonglian. The ancient sites with a large number of collections, Shenxiandongfu, are nothing more than a hobby to relieve worry.

Yao Chongdao said to himself: "Ning girl, from now on, I will leave it to you to protect. Do not protect her because Ning girl is strong enough. How can a good man in the world not protect his beloved? The truth of the woman. Your boy can stop Ning girl and kill her from the city and Lizhen, it's good. If you win Lizhen, you can live and be better. "

"So there is nothing to worry about, I'm at ease."

In an instant, the old man's brows, temples, neck, heart mouth, and abdomen seemed to be instantly punctured by five colorful flying swords.

After the piercing, the old man's flesh and blood, soul, and sword will be madly drawn from the five inconspicuous holes.

Obviously Huang Ye was not willing to destroy too many buildings by the sword light of Yao Chongdao.

Except for that lucid decision, she decided to give up the next sword, and hesitated to die.

Then in the distance, a young woman has arrived with the imperial sword.

It was Ning Yao.

The old man shattered his fate sword without warning, and closed his eyes and chuckled, "Although he did not make a sword, he died well."

Yunshan fog is hidden.

Yao Chongdao accidentally added a fate sword with a soul sword to create a world.

The next moment Huang Huang found himself in the middle of the white mist.

An immortal sword fairy, Feijian is not a destiny to create a small world, there is actually a means to detain a throne monster.

What's the point?

Yao Chongdao actually died so much that he couldn't die.

Who can kill me?

郦 mining? Or is that Ning Yao who is only Yuan Yingjing after all?

At a distance, a dog day besieging two thrones of the throne by one person disappeared out of thin air, and it directly broke through two small, weather-stricken worlds.

One is a burly giant with three heads and six arms. Standing under his feet, there will always be a golden futon.

It used to be the first to climb the head of the Jianqi Great Wall, and was split off by Chen Qingdu. After that, it intentionally left that deep ditch-like sword mark.

There is also a little old man with a royal sword, all with white brows and shoulder-length sticks. He came to the giant's shoulder and wondered, "So strange?"

After a while.

In a battlefield, the clouds dispersed and the water fell out.

One man, using Yao Lichong's Saber Lianyun sword, poked a big demon's head, raised it high in the air, and calmly said, "Kill the yellow cricket, Yao Chongdao, Aliang."

On the big moon as the battlefield, already on the brink of collapse, a tall old sword fairy stood on top of a huge demon corpse and laughed: "Aliang, how ?!"

The sword cut the lotus master, and Dong San was just one person.

The old man who destroyed his flying sword but still can return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. The old man shattered his sword and shrouded the whole moon, then transformed into a huge law, dragged the big moon, went to the earth, and smashed into the wild demon. A heavy gathering place for the clan army.

One round of the moon began to shatter, and the old sword fairy's figure gradually dissipated.

Dayue fell to the ground, so loud that six big demon including Yang Zhi and Fei Fei had to meet the bright moon, the old sword fairy named Dong, together.

A Liang raised her arms high and thumbs up.

Chapter end