Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1606 You have no chance! (seeking subscription)
There was silence in front of Qianlong City.

Except for some self-sufficient self-cultivation powerhouses from various forces in the wilderness, many people chose to stay away.

Not to mention the quasi-king from the Burial Dragon Valley, they couldn't bear even the sacred majesty. Few people were optimistic about the future fate of Qianlong City.

Even now, the two young overlords, Ao Zhan in the East China Sea and Bukong Tiannv, have brightened the eyes of many old people who are attached to Qianlong City, but they soon dimmed. If the king doesn't come, Qianlong City is doomed to decline, and the general trend has begun to sweep the human world, and it is difficult to turn the world around with the power of only one person or even a few people.

The rebellion of the Ao family in the South China Sea caused all the dragon veins, and even the human races related to it, to collapse the square pillars that support the starry sky.

The bright moon was setting in the west, and the cold moonlight filled the barren land in front of Qianlong City, but at the end of the world, the accumulated haze became thicker and thicker, with strands of black mist filling the air, as if death was approaching.

The air was sticky, and Qianlong City was surrounded. After a little thought, some powerful people withdrew for more than a hundred miles. It was too depressing. Even if they were powerful, they seemed to be drowning. There was a sense of suffocation from the spirit of battle.

The Lord of Qianlong City, an old saint, has gray beard and hair. Even if the eldest grandson invited two young overlords, he still feels a bit sad. Everyone who walked out of Qianlong City today may never come back again. Alright, this holy city built since the beginning of the third era in the vast starry sky has come to an end after more than [-] years.

Boom!
When the haze on the other side spread, gradually covering the entire sky in front of Qianlong City, there were heavy footsteps, like the beating of a drum, resounding through the heaven and earth, making every quarter of Qianlong City, every force that resides strong Everyone felt their whole bodies tremble. The sound of footsteps seemed to have some unspeakable rhythm, even a kind of magic, which resonated with everyone's breathing, causing the blood to coagulate.

Boom!
There was another sound of footsteps, and a dark and vigorous figure appeared in the black mist from afar.

It was a terrifying existence covered in black mist, unable to see its true face, like a god walking out of hell, with a dark and mottled armor, glowing with cold metallic light, and as it walked, the black mist was like waves, Rolling in, there was a faint sound of dragon chant, but it was extremely sad, like a group of dragons mourning.

In front of Qianlong City, many people were like falling into an ice cellar. They were stationed in Qianlong City. The descendants of the hundreds of thousands of clan warriors, many venerables of the ground-breaking state, and many of the great powers of the sky-opening state were all there. Returning recently, there are their roots here, and it is also the backbone that supports them to fight the border of the starry sky and guard the world.

"I didn't expect that there were reptiles from Donghai Ao's family."

At this moment, I only heard a cold snort sound from the black mist, and a strong breath of death immediately enveloped the entire Qianlong City. Ancient stars emerged, then collapsed, shattering into cosmic dust.

He was clad in a dark gold feather robe, and Ao Zhan's eyes were very cold. The feud between the Human Dragon Family and the Burial Dragon Valley has a long history. If it weren't for the secret wrestling of many inheritances from the Five Desolations, they would have died endlessly. Even so, the children of the two inheritances When we meet each other on weekdays, there are many casualties. If there is a chance, we will never show mercy.

Clang!
Even though he knew that there was a supreme creature in front of him, Ao Zhan still shot without hesitation. Endless sharpness shot out from every inch of his body, his gorgeous blond hair screamed, and he took a step forward. There is a knife light like snow, which rises up from itself, and instantly turns into a mountain of thousands of swords. An unspeakable coercion immediately makes all the powerful forces in Qianlong City feel like thorns on their backs, especially some holy figures. They were even more terrified, the sharpness of the blade was so terrifying that it made the power of law in their bodies tremble involuntarily.

"The power of the embryonic form of order! No wonder you are self-sufficient."

In the black mist, the Zhunwang from the Dragon Burial Valley spoke very coldly, and the black mist surged around him. He stretched out a big black hand with five fingers like scimitars, and the cold light burst out. Chongdao Mountain, zoomed in on Qianlong City at a very high speed, and grabbed Ao Zhan in the air.

Rumble!
Qianlong City shook, and the earth trembled thousands of miles around. The power of the quasi-king permeated the world, making countless people terrified and couldn't help but kneel on the ground, especially some strong men of various forces who had maintained their cultivation and had never been far away from thousands of miles away. The body is about to split, the gods are shaking, and the fighting spirit is about to split apart, unable to bear this supreme majesty.

At this moment, Ao Zhan's eyes were extremely dignified. It is not that he has never encountered the quasi-kings of various clans in the immeasurable Xinghai Sacred King Mountain Range before, but the majesty of this one in front of him is too majestic, and it is by no means comparable to the supreme creatures who have just entered the Jin Dynasty. .

The power of the rudimentary order of the Dao of the Sword was about to collapse. As the big hand grabbed it, there was a crackling sound on the towering city wall of Qianlong City, and countless cracks appeared. His eldest grandson also felt cold all over his body at this moment, and his sacred blood stagnated. This is the majesty of the quasi-king. Even if Ao Zhan temporarily resisted it with the power of the prototype of order, it still penetrated into the depths of his heart.

This is a hopelessly powerful.

groan!
There were endless sounds of knives, resounding from Ao Zhan's body, piercing the sky, even tearing the haze above the nine heavens, sinking into the depths of the starry sky.

It was a silvery long knife, as if it did not exist in the world in front of me. The powerful knife caused the turbulent black mist in front of it to stagnate for a short time, with endless sharpness, it seemed to be invisible. Knife field.

clang!
This knife fell on the palm of the big black hand, making a magnificent metal trembling sound, and sparks splashed, like meteorites falling from the sky, burning through the void and falling into the unknown depths of nothingness.

blocked!
In all directions of Qianlong City, many powerhouses from various forces showed signs of shock. That was the quasi-king from the Burial Dragon Valley, the only son of the Seven Dragon Kings of the East China Sea. I have also realized the ultimate state of the Dao of the Sword, such as being transformed into a sword. You must know that if you can derive the prototype of the power of order, you will get a ray of supreme opportunity. This person hides deeper than the news sent back from the starry sky.

snort!
However, at the next moment, in the black mist, the Zhunwang of Buried Dragon Valley snorted coldly, his palms glowed, the terrifying Zhunwang's aura boiled, and the silver long knife suddenly screamed and shattered with a bang.

The figure belonging to Ao Zhan reappeared, staggered to the ground, his face was pale, he spat out a stream of reverse blood with a puff, he had already used extreme power, but he still couldn't hurt the quasi-king of the Dragon Valley, which also made him deeply understand He realizes that even if he grasps a ray of supreme opportunity, there is still an insurmountable gap between him and the real supreme being.

Perhaps, this is even more inconceivable than the gap between the extraordinary and the holy.

"Brother Ao!"

The eldest grandson of the owner of Qianlong City, the young saint gritted his teeth and was about to be speechless. The majesty of the quasi-king rushed towards his face. The blood is out of control. He is no better than Ao Zhan and the other two, but he has just entered the sacred realm. To him, a supreme being is no less than a worm that has just emerged from the mud. Looking up at the nine heavens, A dragon that roams by.

"Aren't you going to make a move? I really want to see that Bukong sword that moves the Sacred King Mountain Range."

Suddenly, in the tumbling black mist, the deep and majestic voice of the Zhunwang Zhuanglonggu sounded. He had a pair of eyes as dark as the night, sharp and cold. The saints were so afraid that it was difficult to look directly.

In all directions of Qianlong City, the strong men of various forces were shocked, and they couldn't help but look at the beautiful and cold figure in front of the city gate, like a goddess in the dust.

In the Holy King Mountain Range, this one left a deep impression on the powerful people of all clans, even as much as the contemporary descendant of Butian Palace, and some people even praised her as one of the most beautiful heavenly women of all clans under the current starry sky. one.

But at this time, to everyone's surprise, the Bukongtian girl shook her head slightly, her tone was colder than others: "You have no chance."

You have no chance.

Even the quasi-king from the Burial Dragon Valley was stunned when he heard the words, and then felt something. Those dark eyes shot out a dazzling divine light, tearing the void and reaching into the chaos.

He stared into the distance, and there was the distant land of the Northern Wilderness. (Seeking subscription, monthly ticket, thank you for your subscription and reward!)

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