Blade and Sword God Sovereign

The beautiful scorpion of the Haizu mermaid princess sparkles with some strange brilliance. It seems to be measuring a certain choice. Her heart is very clear. It is like the genius of Ding Hao. Once it grows up, for the sea people, It will also be a huge threat.

As for the top masters of the Western Yu nationality, at this time, the scorpion also flashed a murder.

The black and white six-winged genius Feilun was shocked and secretly conveyed news to his companions. Once there is an opportunity today, this Ding must not be allowed to leave. The Western Yus are in the war with the court. Disadvantages, once Ding Hao grows up like this enchanting, I am afraid to repeat the tragedy that the Yu Wang Ting was broken 16 years ago.

It may even be worse than it was sixteen years ago.

Because of the great gods 16 years ago, there is no such horrible strength as Ding Hao today.

the other side.

The face of the North Field Xuan Shuang God of War and the Great Leiyin Temple Buddha is also slightly changed.

Ding Hao only feels that there is a burning thing in the body that will burst out, as if the dark stream of the sky and the huge sword of the giant sword behind Ding Hao have inspired some hidden power in the depths of his blood, just like It is the proud king who has been provoked in general and wants to make the strongest response.

He had to work hard to suppress this power.

Because Ding Hao understands that at this time, he is definitely not the opponent of Ding Hao. Once he is sensed by his own existence, the Thunder will be hard to escape.

Gentleman revenge, not too late for ten years.

The rise of his day, the next step is to make a decision.

The huge shadow of the giant swords behind Ding Wei is definitely the vision that inspired the blood of the sword and the sacred body, but Ding Hao feels a strange singularity. The blood is different from oneself.

Ding Wei's sword and blood of the Holy Blood contains an unquestionable power of hegemony. It is completely a barbaric and violent crush. It is described in one word, that is, it is a tyrant, not a holy one.

The so-called "Sword and Double Eucharist", the core strength should be above a "sacred" word.

After all, the tyrant is hard to be holy.

The benevolent is invincible, the saints are Huairen, the saints can also be hegemony, but the tyrants are never difficult to sanctify.

These sudden realizations, like the original existence in Ding Hao's mind, suddenly jumped out, Ding Hao slightly stunned, suddenly felt in his mind, a clear, in this moment, grasped the meditation In the midst of a fleeting mystery, there was a kind of enlightenment.

Is this the mystery of the "Sword and Double Eucharist"?

Looking at Ding Hao's power of swords and swords, Ding Hao realized something that had never been noticed before.

Looking up, Ding Wei is like the king of the gods and gods who dominates everything. He stands in the sky, and everyone around him seems to be a humble ant at his feet. His breath and momentum cover up everything around him. The brilliance of everyone.

Ding Hao began to worry.

In the face of such a Ding Wei, is there still a victory for his father?

At this time -

"Let's all this, let's end." Ding's voice changed, it was like a cold and ruthless machine. Without the slightest emotion, his whole person seemed to instantly abandon all the world's seven passions, cold and cold. The trial of the gods is generally examined: "The weeds of 16 years ago should be smashed today, and all the existence that blocks me will eventually dissipate."

This voice has an unspeakable horror.

The strongmen between heaven and earth, at the moment when the magic sounds into the ear, there is a feeling of despair that is stunned by the death of the god.

Countless strengths with a slightly lower strength have already fallen to the ground in paleness, and the people under the realm of Wudi, including the sergeants of the Black Armed Forces, simply cannot bear this kind of voice, just like the dumplings are generally smashing from the sky. Among them, they fell, but they did not make a scream, but they entered the magical, and let the body fall, still worshipping the figure of the king of the demon **** in the sky...

"Yeah, everything that was sixteen years ago should be over."

Ding Shengtan suddenly made a noise.

He is surrounded by golden light, like the endless darkness, which can bring a candle of faint hope. Although it is swaying, it never goes out, lighting up the hearts of countless people.

In an instant, many powerful and strong players saw the moment of this golden mang, and finally awake.

"Come on, let you feel what you have experienced in the past."

Ding Shengtan screamed in the sky, his hair bursting out of his head, his body shape rising into the sky, and he opened up the boundless darkness, as if he was a god-like sword that opened up the sky, and rushed toward Ding Hao.

At first his figure was not fast, and the golden awns around his body were not so hot and sharp.

But as he gets closer and closer to Ding, his whole person is like burning up.

The golden awns, which are as weak as candles, seem to be burning in the fire of the original, and entangled in the black streamer. In the blink of an eye, in the darkness of the sky, mixed with golden enamel, black streamer and golden enamel, as if Like the most primitive forces in the world, they are entangled together.

Ding Shengtan's body shape, cut the black streamer, and suddenly came to the 100 meters away from Ding Hao.

Such a change is beyond everyone's expectations.

Ding Hao’s heart was shocked, and a heart hangs in the eyes of the blind.

He understands that this is the counterattack of Ding Shengtan's strongest force, and it is also the strongest counterattack. If this trick cannot defeat Ding, then the father will be in danger of life, and today's game will also completely fail.

"Ha ha ha, ridiculous, the fire of fire, but also want to fight with the next day?" Ding Wei sounds without human feelings.

In the next moment, the black stream of the sky squirmed like a whirlpool, and most of the golden dragonfly was smashed in an instant, and the huge swords and wings behind Ding Hao seemed to be the giant hand of the gods that existed in the darkness. Live, lightning usually collapsed.

Blades and swordsman, pointing directly to Ding Sheng's eyebrows.

In the sky, hurricanes and hurricanes were violent, and countless strong men were flying directly out of time.

The speed of Ding Sheng’s golden figure was finally lowered slowly.

Ding Hao’s heart was shaking, and a heart almost jumped out of the eyes of the blind man.

At this moment, he was even more nervous than when he faced life and death. His father’s speed was lowered, which meant that he began to be in a state of decline. Although he did not know the power of the golden cockroach that could restrain the darkness of Ding, it was obvious. It can't last long.

Is it going to be defeated?

You can't let your father face such an enemy alone.

A thought jumped up in Ding Hao's mind, and then madly breeding, he almost did not hesitate, the magic knife and the rust sword appeared in the hands at the same time, the sin of the dantian and the chest in the chest under the abdomen frantically injected into it. The sword flutters like a wing, and Ding Haoru's arrow from the string is generally rushing toward Ding.

The power of taboos of terror broke out among the magic knife and the rust sword.

The rusted sword turned into a tens of meters long crystal jade sword, the rust on it madly fluttering like a haunting blood stream, and the magic knife is also inflated, the blade is complete, and the runes of several ancient vicissitudes are like blood flow.

Two weapons, another kind of completely different taboo force, swayed in the void without any disguise.

Everyone is shocked.

"kill!"

Ding Hao drank.

His whole body is concentrated, and he has never been as focused on this moment.

At this moment, all the distractions in his mind disappeared. There was a sword in his hand, and there was only a sword left in his heart. Everything in the line of sight was blurred, and only Ding’s figure became clearer.

The magic knife rusted swords.

A new wave of terror is combined with bursts of power.

The swords and weapons that rushed toward Ding Yu’s sky suddenly became messy. Ding Ding slammed together, as if the same courtier saw the appearance of two kings, and became confused and complicated. I don't know which king to worship.

Some of the weapons of the heavens trembled in the direction of Ding Hao, and some faced Ding Yu, and even they collided with each other, became a mess, and a large part fell uncontrollably...

Seeing this scene, many powerful people were shocked and quickly took back their weapons.

"What happened? This vision..."

"The power of this bronze face mask can interfere with Ding..."

"Another kind of screaming screaming of swords and swordsmen is not an ordinary force... Is this bronze face mask man hiding his strength?" The mermaid princess's eyes widened and started from the street. This bronze face mask person shocked her again and again, and her heart was deeply curious about this strange person.

"Are you a peerless genius to be born?"

"Do you want to fight?"

"No, the power of the bronze face mask is still too weak to pose a real threat to Ding Wei. The two are not a level..." Someone saw some clues.

In the darkness of the sky.

Ding Hao’s body is wrapped in a sword and shines like a meteor with a long trailing tail. He rushes toward the dark demon **** Ding.

The black stream of the sky was finally touched.

call out!

The magic knife and the rust sword combined, and instantly a violent stream to the incredible level of flow, such as the sword and the broken wood, is actually a late arrival, beyond the shape of Ding Shengtan, hit Ding Wei.

"what?!"

On the face of Ding Wei, the first time there was an unexpected color.

The oncoming streamer looks faintly like a fine needle on the surface, as if it can be crushed at random, but the special power contained in it is almost indestructible, even faintly familiar, and somewhat restrained. The power of his own darkness, coming oncoming, gave him a feeling of unprecedented threat.

"Damn ants!"

Ding Yi pointed out.

Attacking Ding Shengtan's huge sword and shadow giant wings, a flash of the singular streamer.