Doomsday Sanctuary

Di Ping smashed into the city with Ziwei, crashed more than a dozen buildings, and sprayed out blood again.

Regardless of his injury, he lowered his head to the crape myrtle in his arms, and saw that the crape myrtle had broken his arms, his breastplate shattered, and a dark palm print on his chest. The internal organs had been completely shattered and his breath was weak.

Ziwei's mouth kept pouring blood, looked at Di Ping weakly, and muttered:

"Master...uncle...I don't...can protect...protect...you!"

Then he exhaled and slowly closed his eyes, his body suddenly became heavy and sinked like a block of lead, also sinking with Di Ping's heart.

"No... Ziwei, don't die! I'll save you!"

Di Ping's heart seemed to explode in an instant, he shouted, and desperately filled the pill into the crape myrtle. At the same time, huge vitality rushed to the crape myrtle, trying to save him.

At this time, the battle between He Ming and Yadus stopped. He Ming looked at the blood man who fell in Di Ping's arms in disbelief. Yadus did not say anything, but his face was obviously a little serious, and things were a little bit serious. Out of control.

"You can't save anyone!"

At this time, a cold voice blasted in Di Ping's ears, and a black shadow shrouded in black energy arrived in front of Di Ping Ping and reached out to grab him.

"You...damn it!"

Suddenly, Di Ping raised his head, his eyes were blood red, and he roared like a demon. For a moment, the dark shadow felt a slight threat, and the next moment a horrible sword glow broke out, and the blazing sword glow gleamed the world.

The black shadow's face changed, and his body shot backwards, and at the same time he shot out with a sword.

boom!

The energy exploded, and the black shadow Renhei flew out of a kilometer, he stopped again, his eyes were shocked, and he said in a deep voice:

"Qingyun Sword!"

At this time, Di Ping had slowly stood up. He was holding Ziwei in one hand and a cyan long sword in the other. The long sword whispered, and a terrifying sword intent was condensing.

Suddenly, with a move of his hand, Ziwei disappeared into his arms, he suddenly held the sword in both hands, and shouted:

"kill!"

A sword cut out, and a cyan sword gang tore through the space and slashed towards the shadow man.

At this time, everyone on the scene looked at this scene with shock in their eyes. A real person from the Three Tribulations blasted such a terrifying sword, and he was indeed a genius at the enchanting level.

Mu Qing's face was also solemn, and he felt intense pressure with this sword.

"It turned out to be just a clone, break it for me!"

However, the black shadow man suddenly shot a sharp light in his eyes, and the black sword gang was cut out in his hand. Two sword gangs, one green and one black, slammed together like two fierce beasts. The whole world shook, and a strong shock wave hit. Out.

puff!

Di Ping spouted a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew upside down. The Sombra also poured out a hundred meters. The next moment, the impact came out, crushing the energy with a strong speed, a big hand grabbed Di Ping, and the eyes were cold. Light.

boom!

But in the next instant, the Sombra flew out madly spraying blood, swept straight for a kilometer before stopping again, his eyes staring at the battlefield in amazement.

I saw, I don't know when, an old man stood in front of Di Ping.

The old man has a rickety body, snow-white hair, a pigtail, a burlap cloth, and a lapis lazuli behind his back. It seems to have been worn badly and has formed a crescent shape.

"Sword-grinding old man!"

Seeing this old man, everyone was shocked and everyone shouted in surprise.

The old man cracked Hessen's teeth and looked at the black man:

"Do you want to sharpen your sword?"

"I don't grind!"

A trace of fear flashed in the black-clothed man's eyes, and suddenly his body backed away, turned and flew away, unexpectedly frightened back.

The old man gave his teeth again and smiled:

"Your sword is blunt, the old man will sharpen it for you!!"

Cang!

Suddenly, there was a sound of a sword hitting a stone, and a cold light flashed. The man in black had already reached the city gate. His body suddenly stopped, and then his head fell, and blood spurted from the broken neck like a fountain. .

Seeing this scene, everyone's heart was shocked. A Venerable Eight Tribulations died like this, and it seemed that even the soul was annihilated.

In an instant, Mu Qing and Yadusi's hairs all stood up, and their faces turned pale.

boom!

At this moment, suddenly a mighty breath came from outside the city, and then the great formation covering the entire city of Lasero collapsed, and five huge aura figures appeared in the sky outside the city.

"Tianzun!"

Seeing these figures in the city, everyone exclaimed, and their eyes flashed with astonishment.

However, Di Ping's eyes are shrinking. He knows three of these five heavenly venerables, Ruthless Prison Duanqi, Tianwenzuo Mu Lei, and Lingxiaozong Haojin Tianzun, they actually appeared in the illusion mist, his heart Murderous intent is like the raging waves of a sea of ​​anger, these people are calculating themselves, very good, plus the hatred of Mo Lanxing, this hatred will add another point.

At this moment, two of them flashed and came to the Demon Swordsman, and said respectfully:

"Sword old man!"

The old man just nodded faintly, and looked at the three people in the sky, with calm expressions, but the two heavenly masters stood behind the old man and didn't say anything.

In the city, Laurie's eyes were shining with excitement at this time, and the injuries on his body seemed to have healed a lot. His patron came, and Lassere saved it.

"Senior Jian didn't expect you to be alive!"

Duan Qi looked at the old man Mo Jian and said solemnly.

The old man cracked his mouth, showing his big yellow teeth, and said with a smile:

"Boy in the ruthless prison, if you die, I can't die. It looks like you haven't reached the peak of the Heavenly Sovereign. It seems that your Sovereign is hopeless!"

Duan Qi heard the words suddenly turned black, and his eyes flashed with cold colors, and he was about to speak, but at this moment he suddenly sharpened his sword and slowly said:

"You have entered the Illusory Mist. Could it be that your twelve cases are about to tear up the agreement of the year!"

Break the odd way:

"Jian Shou joked, we're just here to take a look. Jian Shou hasn't heard from him for many years, and we are still a Jian Shou in trouble!"

Jian Shou said lightly:

"Now that I'm finished reading, you can roll! Or I will send you to roll!"

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