Legend of Swordsman

It was an irreversible forbidden technique, at its own expense, it broke through almost ten times its own energy.

Once in use, it is an endless situation.

In order to burn his own half-step invincible and supreme state, he resolutely faced the **** of emptiness.

Like the burning sun, everything in Jian Shuangshuang's body is flourishing!

The black robe could not bear Sheng Ji's divine power, shattered on its own, and bare his chest full of godliness.

Then, Jian Wushuang showed the tendency to hold the sky with one hand and met the mighty finger.

The originally broken star field was directly transformed into the void, and the entire Luodu star field was associated with nearly twenty satellite fields, and eventually became niobium.

In this indescribable horror explosion, even the semi-ancestors cannot stand!

Regardless, Feng Qi spit out a blood of God, then stunned, and fell into the void.

The Emperor Linhe was also overwhelmed, and he fainted after spitting out a large blood.

Only three bodies stand in this boundless and broken void.

The horrible finger of Xushen was finally taken over by the sword unparalleled, and his dazzling dazzling pattern was dazzling to the extreme.

At the same time, 360 million pores were bleeding, but they were instantly evaporated by Shengji's divine power.

The fierce hatred of Jian Wushuang, who did not conceal it, burst out from the bottom of his eyes.

In the face of this small, tenacious figure that can take one's finger, even the virtual **** can't help it.

How could the original ants have grown so much?

After all, you can't stay!

Xuan Shen gave another blow, a palm that was enough to cover the earth, and then broken down into the void.

In the eyes of Jian Wu's eyes, the belligerent meaning was fierce. He was no longer passive, but merged with a style of heavenly gate, and resolutely collided.

He is already dead-headed, and ten percent of his power is here!

Huanghuang's mighty power reflects the sky like daylight. This style of sky gate is extremely sloppy, allowing Jian Wushuang to touch the mysterious edge with a half-step invincible supreme state.

He seemed to have returned to the place of tragedy, and felt freely in his own divine power dojo.

At this moment, there was only a sigh of relief between the heavens and the earth, "Oh, idiot--"

Lao Zun slowly opened his eyes, facing the pole that was about to bloom, and quietly disappeared.

The next moment, a dark shadow appeared quietly behind Jian Wushuang, one hand was holding the flesh of his neck, and then disappeared.

"Boom boom boom--"

The two extreme breaths collided, and even the void was annihilated, and the indescribable detonation made it impossible to survive any soul here.

The **** of imagination stood frowning at the sight of the talented one.

"It hurts hurts--"

Jian Wushuang took a sigh of cold air and called with pain.

Lao Zun snorted, and released the palm of his neck, while at the same time he slaps a strange energy on the chest of Jian Wushuang.

Strange and majestic energy enters the body, the burning essence of endless essence blood has even stopped burning!

That lost blood seemed to be slowly backtracking, and Jian Wushuang was completely shocked.

Before he spoke, a gentle force dragged him away.

Feng Qi, who has become a giant phoenix, throws his sword Wushou on his back, and a pair of phoenixes are full of anger. "Do you guys really think that you can be dead as soon as you die? act!"

"I only say one word. If you die, I will immediately lead the Feng tribe to surrender to the virtual universe, so please do it for yourself!"

Jian Wushuang scratched his head, embarrassing.

The old venerable hand stood in place, looking at the false **** with the crown of three forks, showing bad face, "Give you three breaths and roll from my eyes."

Xujin looked calm and looked at Lao Zun from a distance, and one side was ten times better than the previous Tongtian palm print cover.

Lao Zun sighed angrily, and waved his sleeves as he stepped forward.

Thousands of miles of tremor in the void, the dark thunder easily and instantly defeated the heavenly palm print.

"Since you don't roll away, stay!"

An endless sigh sounded, and on the dark and broken sky, a roaring black water river suddenly fell.

As soon as Xujin's eyes were fixed, he seemed to be aware of something, and his eyes flashed with taboo.

He no longer stood where he was, with his hands behind his back, and wanted to leave.

However, from the dumped Heishui River, a huge arm was suddenly plunged out and slammed directly into the virtual god.

With a wave of sleeves in his Chinese clothes, endless virtual forces built up layers of barriers to stand in front of him.

However, that giant arm easily penetrated all the defenses and actually bombarded the virtual god.

A horrific energy of horror erupted completely, and the virtual **** could no longer remain indifferent, blocking his arms crossed.

There is no magnificent burst, and the sound is dull to the extreme.

The sleeves and robes of Xushenhuafu were all shattered, embarrassed, and even the trigeminal crown on the head was slightly skewed.

The virtual **** was completely shocked, and he was able to overpower himself with one force. How could there be such a person in these two universes?

"You don't belong here!" Xu Shen looked at Lao Zun, word by word.

"So what?" Lao Zun stepped forward, quietly.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Xing stared at him, and then fled into a cloud of black smoke.

Lao Zun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out to hit the final blow.

Endless lightning appeared above the broken void, and together they sent a penalty.

The imaginary **** who was leaving with a full strength snorted, and most of the black Jinhua suit on his body shattered, but instead of stopping, he left at a faster pace.

At this point, the entire Luodu Starfield was completely dead.

Lao Zun looked at the chaotic spring eye rising from the void and scorching and surging, and shot again to block.

Cosmic boats like dim stars travel under a starry sky.

There was silence on the deck.

As a result of this incident, less than one-tenth of the descendants of the Kirin tribe, that is, a large number of middle and high supreme deaths.

The remaining Kirin tribe is less than tens of thousands.

All the descendants of the Kirin tribe looked at Linhe Longdi's eyes and couldn't wait to tear him away.

If it wasn't for the dragon ancestral bone dragon ~ www.readwn.com ~ how could his Kirin tribe suffer so much!

But now their Kirin clan does not even have a half-ancestor class, what do they use to slay Linhe Dragon Emperor?

Only waiting for the return of the last astounding Tianhong of the Kirin tribe, they can repay this **** sea.

Buried under the heart of endless hatred, Qi Ting and the remaining four sons began to appease the remaining descendants of the tribe.

Lao Zun seemed a little tired, and Jian Wushuang condensed into a chair with divine power to make Lao Zun sit down.

However, the situation of the Dragon and Kirin races is no longer mediation by Jian Wushuang.

Xuan Shen returned, civil strife was approaching, and even he had a sense of weakness for a while.

With the suspicious and overbearing character of the virtual god, a battle that really caused the divine universe to collapse may have begun.

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