Divine Brilliance

The momentum is huge, and the vision is frequent.

The red flames rushed into the air. And in the midst of that day, then another piece of snow fluttered down.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

That Lu Wu brows slightly pick, but the heart is inexplicable, is bursts of horror.

That martial arts idea, clearly can compete with him. And looking at the real yuan, it seems that it is really getting rid of the meditation of blood, and then began to fill again.

Only a little hesitation, Lu Wushuang has been a shot. I always feel that something unclear is about to happen. If you don’t stop it, it’s too late.

Above the gun body, burning white flames. The silver gun danced, making a pear flower bloom in front of Zongshou.

First, a piece of film unfolds, and then turned into a blossoming white pear flower, endless, and powerful! It is also a must!

After Zong Shou, the land is also a disease, but also a smile.

Gently point to the back of Zongshou.

The devastating python is still entangled with the blue fire turtle, and it is deadlocked.

Lu Yantian, but directly with the mind to make the pair of water stabs, with the two, chiseled.

Disorder all things, so that the spirit of the five elements of Zong Shou Zhou, and the law of heaven and earth, all return to chaos.

The three men joined hands and seemed to be in a desperate situation.

The net tone subconsciously grabbed the lips and suppressed the exclamation in the throat.

However, only in a flash, I saw dozens of brilliant swordsmanships, suddenly bursting out in the Zongshou body, sweeping in all directions.

Lu Yantian's double spunlace was directly bounced back.

The land is disease-free, but the brow is slightly wrinkled. The figure suddenly succumbed.

The golden finger sleeves appeared on both hands, and they were successively pointed out to resist the overbearing Jianguang.

It was not until Baizhang opened that it finally stopped the retreat, and the eyes were full of horror.

Every shot that feels a genius is the same as a monk in Wonderland.

Thirty-six swords are equivalent to thirty-six monks.

Especially the main sword. Set in the top of the Zongshou. It made him feel a great threat, and he could not help but evade.

Is this the basis of Zong Shou? Sure enough!

"This is the tenth annihilation sword squad. It comes from the sky repair. Zong Shou is ready for a long time -"

The voice of Zong Shouqing was resounding. The nameless sword directly hit the depths of the pear flower, and forty-seven times a sword. It also suddenly became one.

The volley smashed out and directly smashed the pear flower into two halves.

when!

A sharp metal screamed, and the blade touched the tip of the gun. Thousands of Supreme's powers, between these squares, broke out.

With the explosion of ‘Boom’, countless gravels flew, and the entire mountain was flattened by this powerful force! The dust is rising and it is empty.

Lu Wushuang only feels that the tiger's mouth is hurting. The whole body was out of control, and was shocked by that force. I didn’t know how far it was flying, and finally stopped.

At this time, I was shocked to see Zong Shou. It is indeed a force that confronts him positively.

Look at it again. I saw that among the scattered dust, a red flame was unusually conspicuous.

Obviously, I can’t see you, but I can feel a pair of eyes full of cold and murderous, absolutely unintentional eyes, paying attention to this side.

Lu Wushuang first took a cold breath. For the first time in the chest, I was born with fear.

Only the next moment, he was completely suppressed. Instead, the war is rising. The hot flame of a stock is flowing through the limbs.

When the body is fixed, it is another shot, and it is like a dragon in the air, with countless wind and thunder, straight down!

Just see that Lu Yantian, once again spurred a pair of water stabs, hit behind.

Lu Wushuang is looking at the red, and the mouth is spring and thunder: "Give me away!"

If you want to be fair, then give you a chance and fight for it!

At this time, here is a life and death win!

The sound contains the power, and the shock is four wild. Other people only feel the eyes are dizzy, Lu Yantian is slightly white, and a trace of blood left behind the ears.

Zong Shou was in the white flame, but sneered out.

"What makes people roll out? It's still a good helper. I'm afraid you are not alone."

凄 剑 Jianguang, but also suddenly shuttled out from the white flame, like Yan returned to the forest, the track is mysterious and unpredictable, but also glamorous to the square!

Sweeping the void, in the eyes of everyone, but it feels awkward, can not see clearly. It seems that time space has been stagnant.

The light of Yuan Yijian! It is the sword of the time!

At the time of the spiritual world, no matter how you can't display it, you can't bear the sword.

At this moment, it is easy and easy to use.

In addition to the Zhouguang sword, there is a hint of killing the sword.

Hey!

The guns and swords were blown, and there was another thunder.

Then at the front end of the pear flower, half of the silver-white gun tip was cut off and thrown into the air.

That Lu Yantian, Lu is no disease, this moment is a pupil of the excitement, incredible look at this scene.

The latter is more subtle, whispering to himself.

"Swords and souls are actually swords and souls, how can this be?"

If it is an ordinary soul idea, it is not so amazing.

But in front of him, it is the sword of time! It is one of the world’s sources, the root of the Three Thousand Avenues –

It also implies the killing of the true meaning, the initial level of the soul, but there is no sense of partiality, naturally incomparable. It seems to have been immersed for a long time, and the rumor is shallow.

In other words, this person has already realized this soul sword in the years before the robbery!

Sure enough, it is unfathomable. If you master this kind of sword, how can you be chased by the unparalleled master?

After a while, Lu did not return to God after illness, and found that Lu Wushuang’s situation at this time was not very good.

The head of the gun was cut off, and the gunshot of the sky was also broken.

Zong Shou's sword shadow, but once again shines in the air. Still as white as the gap, such as Yan Huixiang!

Simple, but it contains the world!

A set of ten annihilation swords, and even more connected with his mind, no gaps.

Time, speed up!

Space, folding!

Causal, upside down!

Destiny, lock!

A bang. The fierce Jianguang, the silver gun, once again fell.

Lu Wushuang's body, can not be spared, was swept by the brilliant Jianguang, just wiped the arm, it burst out a large piece of blood.

At this time, Lu Wushuang. It is irritating and only weak.

That **** sword, obviously not sharp. However at this time. But it seems that it is not like a human blade, so that the gun in his hand is broken!

Can't stop it. Can't hide.

Next to Lu Yantian, it was eclipsed and looked at it.

For the first time since birth, I was so overwhelmed -

Before the count, he thought that he could easily take the squad. However, at this time, looking at this situation, it seems that even the land is unparalleled. The 18th generation of Lujia’s children, one of the most outstanding ones, does not seem to be the defending opponent. Can't be him again -

Mindful thoughts, Lu Yantian did not think much. Just hold the moon in the handle and lift it in front of you again.

Forced to pinch, a few women holding the hand, can not breathe.

"Give me a hand! If you want her life -"

In the red flame, Zong Shou is a cold glimpse. It seems to be unreasonable. Go ahead and step forward.

"cut!"

The sword in his hand flashed away, swept through the void, and returned instantly.

The blood is full of blood, and actually brings back a group of blood and real elements.

Lu Tianyan is trying to force it and continue to persecute. But then I looked at my hand in a wrong way. The entire right arm is already broken.

The muscles quickly withered, the bones were gray, and it seemed to have lost all of its vitality.

Not only that, but even the real power of his body has been extracted a lot.

The body that made him at this time is very weak.

And this sword is so fast that he can't even detect his broken arm.

First, I was scared, then I was afraid.

Lu Yantian wanted to be awkward, but found that his strength to speak at this time was also lacking.

The mouth can only dry up, spit out a few indelible syllables: "You demon -"

Zong Shou is simply too lazy to pay attention, devil? More evil, he has not made it yet.

Within the sea of ​​gas, it is already a faint gathering of a golden dan. Those real elements, like golden mercury, surround them.

The changes in the soul of the sea are even more dramatic.

The eighteen lines are really forbidden and have disappeared. There is only one incompleteness, but the grand and solemn words are hanging in the center of the soul.

The light is shining, shining in the void of the heart.

There is also a human figure that is gathered by countless souls and stands in it.

This is his true form, the word is true, set in his eyebrows.

The left and right hands, each holding two holes in black and white, master the source and the end.

When the sects keep the sword and wave again, when the air is empty, the sword is full of words.

His sect is the avenue! The sword in the hand is the punishment of heaven!

At this time, I also saw the opposite side. Lu Wushuang had already left the silver gun in his hand.

In the rush, there will be a black and red shield, taken in front of him.

Jianguang fell, such as yuba. Put the big shield, a gap in life. Bloody, together with Lu Wushuang's left arm, also cut down.

But in the end it was this one, avoiding the key. Even his nameless sword, together with the devastating genius, failed to function.

Sure enough, this person is more capable of attacking than defending.

Royal Avenue?

At this time, Jin Dan gradually gathered, and almost every time he passed, his strength increased.

The power of this sword is better than the previous half-time, but it is still only the double-click injury on this land, and it can not damage its roots.

Then there was a few swords, and the Lu Wushuang was still able to support it hard, resisting Jianguang.

Zong Shou’s eyes contracted ~www.readwn.com~ and then he resumed calm.

It is not the disappointment that the best disciple is the best disciple.

Today is only a swordsmanship, no matter what. Then -

Three thousand stars!

Seventy-two stars of the Tao, moving with the sword, cut out.

Wherever passed, the heavens and the earth collapsed, as if there was a world.

The Xuanhong giant shield on that side was also shattered by the sound, and it broke open hundreds of pieces and scattered everywhere.

The sword and the person, no obstacles, the **** sword light everywhere, Lu Wushuang's legs, below the knee, immediately break!

Zong Shou was ‘诶’, and the sword’s momentum was collected and returned to the front.

The light and shadow that flew away from the light were twisted into pieces. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the recommended ticket, the monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation.)