Inverse Sword God

No, hurry up, don't be shrouded in these mists of death.

The two little saints stepped back quickly, the two five-day saints could not wait any longer, and fled madly,

However, it's too late,

之中 In the darkness, a sneer sound came, and now I want to leave, do you think it is possible?

Immediately afterwards, the overwhelming mist of death, like a magic cloud, poured out, covering one side of the world,

Damn, two five-day saints were scared and screamed. As soon as they touched, their bodies became sunken and their hair turned white!

Do not!

The two men roared, opened up the sanctuary, and resisted deadly, but this was not a bit, but the overwhelming death fog.

These two five-day saints couldn't stop them at all. For a moment, life was drained.

They are withered from strong saints, like dead bodies, and only bones remain in the end.

Strangling, two five-day saints fell.

The two little saints are also extremely ugly, **** it, what's going on.

Their luck is already so bad.

Not only did the baby not get it, but he was shrouded in the fog of death,

Damn it, go away. The two of them are little saints, powerful, and have holy artifacts on their bodies, which can persist for a while.

However, they only insisted that if there is a small amount of death fog, they can still resist, but now it is in the area of ​​death fog, the overwhelming death breath.

Don't talk about them, even if the Lord comes, I guess they can't compete?

I said, none of you can escape. Just then, a voice came through,

The fear of the two little saints is full of sound, and there is a voice. Whose voice?

Isn't it possible that there are still people in the mist of death?

These two little saints are almost scared to pee. Suddenly, the young-looking little saint's face changes. Wrong, the voice is that kid.

He had fought with Lin Xuan, so he was familiar with Lin Xuan's voice, and now he could hear it naturally.

The boy's voice sounded. Could it be that the boy became a resentment when he died, and asked for their lives?

心 Both hearts were cold.

At this moment, the mist of death formed a large black palm and patted at him.

With a bang, he patted him on the light of his body and enveloped him.

Alas, **** it! The young little Saint, terrified and screaming, wanted to break through the fog of death light, but more and more death fog came towards him,

Get me out! The holy sword cut across the square.

The mists of death are shredded, but this is the mist itself, invisible and indifferent, and it ca n’t hurt at all, and he scares his soul,

Another old man was equally frightened. He even folded the fan and suspended it above his head, hanging down ten thousand laws, completely covering his body.

He didn't dare to rush, even if his companion is now surrounded,

The young little Saint was mad at his madness. He couldn't think of these mists, why would he attack him.

Suddenly, a cyan electric light flashed in the fog, directly piercing his defense, tearing his body again,

With a roar, he suddenly turned back and saw a cyan dragon-shaped sword,

Damn it's the other side!

Sure enough, he saw a young man coming out of the fog of death, unusually beautiful, with a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth.

I am you, you are not dead! He was completely stunned.

He saw Lin Xuan, and Lin Xuan is now surrounded by the fog of death, forming a battle armor, setting him up like a ghost infernal hell.

How is it possible, how can anyone be protected from the threat of death fog? Just as he was strangling, the mists of death had penetrated his wounds,

Made him alive, quickly lost,

He screamed madly, but Lin Xuan had caught the opportunity, and more and more death fog wrapped his body,

Young little Saint, feeling his vitality and flowing fast.

Gradually, he lost his strength.

什么 What happened, are you okay? In addition, the old man growled wildly, he only heard the sound of panic from his companions,

But he didn't know what happened.

Hurry up, this guy is in the mist of death. In the end, the young little Saint issued a final warning,

Then he also became bones,

The dignified little saint, who died like this, is really hard for ordinary people to believe.

He is a person in the mist of death, who is it? The white-haired old man was extremely surprised and sad. He didn't know what the other party meant.

However, he did not dare to stop now, and cast the sacred artifact to the extreme. The law of water on his body also burst into an unparalleled light.

He formed a huge wave, sweeping him trying to leave.

However, as soon as he left, he saw a figure in front of him waiting for him,

It's you!

He saw Lin Xuan as if he had seen a ghost.

同样 He also saw Lin Xuan floating in the fog of death, without being affected at all.

Now he finally knew what his companion meant,

But he is too late,

I ca n’t, I have to send a message to the family. This thing must be spread. The other party has a relationship with the fog of death.

How can they dare to provoke such existence?

Fingering his finger to the array, he wanted to send it, but Lin Xuan was faster, and the dragon sword soul turned into a streamer, which directly cut off the opponent's arm.

If it is under normal circumstances, Lin Xuan will not succeed so easily.

现在 But now, the old man is obviously frightened. Moreover, he had long been disturbed by the dead and famous objects, and his vitality flowed about a third.

Long ago no longer exists at the peak ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ So under this blow, Lin Xuan succeeded.

The Chuanying array was shattered, and the old man's arm was turned into a blood mist.

Want to send a message? Obediently go to hell. Once Lin Xuan returned his hands, the Taiji tactics in his body worked, and the mist of death enveloped the other side.

what! No, you can't look like this. I confess, I surrender, please forgive me.

The divine little saint, begging for mercy at the moment, but useless at all,

After simmering for a while, the fog dispersed, and only a pile of bones appeared. Even the Holy Spirit was dim and tarnished.

He was so horrified by the mist of death, Lin Xuan's scalp was numb. Fortunately, he had Taiji tactics. Otherwise, he would surely die here.

Humph!

Lin Linxuan sneered, turned away from here, and proceeded towards Demon Star.

On the other side, several soul boats sailed across the sky, and there were a few distinguished people standing in them.

They are rain people, and Feng Lingxing.

Among them, the emperor's tomb and Yusi are all here.

The people of Laiyu crow frowned. It should be about time, so why is there no news?

I should be fine, but we sent two little saints.

The people who sealed Fengxing heard this lineup and nodded. Don't overestimate the boy. The four saints of the fifth heaven are enough to kill each other.

Not to mention that there are two little saints, there is absolutely no problem.

A few people nodded, not thinking about it. It's about talking about Demon Star.

I do n’t know what are the coffins brought by the other party?