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Chapter 1127
"Clan Shang?"

Luo Qingyang was in doubt, and clearly felt that the power of the sword of the race was stronger than that of the sword of the country.

It is not the strength of the background, but the strength of the intention.

But what kind of family's desolation can compare with the desolation of a country?

Although he was puzzled, Luo Qingyang did not hesitate, and swung the Nine Songs sword to perform the last move of the Nine Songs Sword Jue - Li Hun!
"Come on, you can play the drums, you can pass on the ballet, you can dance on behalf of others, and the concubine can promote you.

Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums are endless and eternal. "

With the chanting of the verses and the guidance of the sword dance, Luo Qingyang's ritual soul sword momentum gradually took shape.

Ritual Soul is different from the previous ten moves of Jiu Ge Jian Jue, it is not welcoming gods, nor is it welcoming human souls, this song is completely opposite, it is about sending, sending gods, and sending souls!

It's a pity that the Jiuge Lihun itself is magnificent, with a brisk rhythm and brimming with joy, but Luo Qingyang's practice is the Desolate Sword.

And he himself was desolate in the first half of his life, and he never felt real joy at all, so the Lihun Sword Power he used was also desolate.

At the same time, Han Qianluo on the opposite side also held the Defeating Sword Qi, causing the Nine Great Defeating Sword Guards to dance. It was the Guoshang Sword Dance that Luo Qingyang used just now, but the intention was quite different.

As the sword danced, the sword energy of defeat emerged, and it turned into Muliang City, which was covered with almost [-]% ruins of huge skeletons as far as the eye could see.

Those huge skeleton phantoms are exactly the same as the animal skeletons on the No. 19th floor of Youdu Difu. It was Han Qianluo who used the power of the clan sword to guide the ancient miasma poison that had been swallowed at the beginning, and then evolved this kind of vision.

The Eternal Miasma Poison was evolved from the remnants of ancient divine beasts, so it naturally carried a trace of remnants of those ancient divine beasts.

It's just that Han Qianluo's previous cultivation was too weak to evolve that trace of remnants.

But today, with the help of the clan's sword power, and even Muliangcheng's meaning of national mourning, he finally managed to evolve it.

This is not over yet, as if they had been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, those phantoms of withered bones climbed up as if they were alive, and roared to the sky, a tragic and tragic momentum surged, making Ji Ruofeng who was watching the battle on the city wall pale, The others vomited blood together, terrified.

This is the clan swearing sword power, the clan shang sword power achieved by the destruction of the entire ancient times of the gods and beasts.

Although it was just the death of a family, it represented the entire era, and naturally it was not comparable to the death of a country like Luo Qingyang.

After the roar, all the divine beasts withered bones looked down at Luo Qingyang. Although those huge eye sockets were hollow, it gave the impression that they were watching.

The attention of an entire era made Luo Qingyang's pressure soar, and even more terrifying murderous intentions emerged.

It was not aimed at Luo Qingyang's murderous intent, but the murderous intent aimed at the power of heaven in his body.

The era of divine beasts was destroyed by the heavens, and countless divine beasts naturally hated the heavens. Because of this, after sensing the power of heaven that Luo Qingyang merged into the power of the soul sword, those remnants were completely revived.

"Senior, the power of heaven in my body is almost exhausted, I can hardly control them!"

Han Qianluo suddenly spoke eagerly, Zuo Shang's sword was out of control, and she was about to lose control of those divine beasts.

Luo Qingyang also felt the murderous intent of those phantoms, and felt even more the terror of death.

If he really wanted to let those withered bone phantoms erupt, he would definitely die, which had already surpassed his cognition.

"Junior sister is still waiting for me, I can't die!"

Thinking of the junior sister who was imprisoned in the palace, Luo Qingyang gritted his teeth and unleashed the ritual soul sword with all his strength.

All the power of heaven in the body was poured into the Jiuge long sword, and then the long sword flew out of his hand and flew high into the sky.

The eyes of the dead bones of the gods and beasts also followed, and finally they swarmed up, smashing the Jiuge long sword and the power of heaven in it into powder.

After finishing these phantom visions, they dissipated and turned into remnants into the body of the female corpse dragon on Han Qianluo's arm for a temporary sojourn.

And without the power of heaven, Luo Qingyang's cultivation also plummeted. He fell from the realm of Sword Immortal to the ordinary realm of Happy Heaven, then the realm of Freedom, followed by the realm of Vajra Mortal, and did not stop until he fell out of the realm of Vajra Mortal.

The foundation of the martial arts system in this continent lies in the comprehension and absorption of the power of the heavens. Without the power of the heavens as the foundation, it will naturally fall in cultivation.

"What were those just now?"

Not caring about the decline in his own cultivation, Luo Qingyang asked in a deep voice.

Those remnants are far stronger than the previous ghost remnants, they are a kind of essential strength, and they must have been supreme existences during their lifetime.

Especially that kind of body, all of which are more than a hundred feet, how can there be such a creation in the world?

What exactly is that?
"Now you are not qualified to know!"

Han Qianluo, who had recovered a little, shook his head slightly. Although it was a thrilling moment just now, it also verified the uncle's guess.

There is indeed a problem with the power of heaven here!

Luo Qingyang frowned, but was not angry, because those existences were indeed beyond his cognition.

"Predecessors now have two choices. One is to cooperate with my uncle, and you will see the real side of this world. The other is to stay here and reabsorb the power of heaven to restore your cultivation and go to your own destiny."

With a thought, Han Qianluo invited.

Uncle Master needs the help of many people. The Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang is the top talent and master in this continent. If he can fool around, it will definitely be of great help to Uncle Master's plan.

Originally, she didn't have such hope. After all, Gu Jianxian was too strong and stubborn, but Zu Shang's unexpected comprehension and unexpected explosion made Luo Qingyang exhaust the power of heaven in his body.

Even with his own level of cultivation, it would take a while to re-cultivate.

This is an opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Uncle, think about it, my master is really strong, if we join hands with my master, it will not be difficult to rescue my mother.

You have also seen that Senior Sister Han is capable of slaughtering millions of troops. With her, Uncle doesn't need to pay attention to those troops of the imperial court, and only needs to deal with some masters. "

Wuxin used his supernatural powers to come to persuade him. It's not that he hadn't thought of winning this uncle over completely before, but they were too weak.

The weak are not qualified to ask the strong to change their choices, unless their own mother comes forward to persuade them, and the uncle's dog-licking attributes will definitely not hesitate in the slightest.

It's just that the mother is still trapped in the palace, waiting for them to rescue her. This has become a fatal calamity, but now there is a chance.

Tang Lian Xiaose and the others also rushed over, quietly waiting for the decision of the lonely sword fairy.

"If you want the old man to leave Muliang City, you can, but it's better than the sword in the old man's hand!"

After thinking for a while, Gu Jianxian looked at cheap nephew Wuxin, and was a little moved by his proposal.

Even though he is the head of the five great sword immortals, he is still very afraid of the imperial army, especially those elite troops, which is also the main reason why he has been waiting.

He needs to wait for Beili to revolt again, and the armies of all parties are restrained before he can go to Tianqi City to rescue his junior sister.

Originally, he had to continue to wait, but the appearance of Han Qianluo made him see another choice.

But he, Luo Qingyang, is a decent person, and he also wants to save face. You can't do whatever you say, at least you have to beat me.

Thinking of this, and pointing like a sword, he condensed a real sword energy.

Although without the power of the heavenly way, the cultivation base has also fallen below the Vajra Mortal Realm, but the cultivation base is not equal to the strength.

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(Luo Qingyang: I still want to report the phone number!)
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