Legend of Swordsman

His elaborate upper body, under his tough yellow skin, was surging with unimaginable purity.

A total of fourteen black and shining ring beads, the clear and bright Huamang that escaped, blocked all grudges, evil thoughts, and monstrous blood.

Above the head of the empty-wheel monk, the pair of occult giant palms emerged from one side of the black mysterious light wheel. After blocking the wanton offensive of the giant sand giant, they retreated on their own.

At this moment, the battlefield that had originally fought against Zhen Tian fell into a brief silence.

Time seems to be stagnant.

The empty-wheel monk shot, and as soon as he shot, he met the sand maiden who manipulated the colossal sand giant.

Jian Qing and others backed away and came to him quickly.

"Brother, you are finally willing to take action." Jian Qing gasped, obviously under the blow just now, he was seriously injured.

The empty wheel withdrew his palms, and he looked forward with clear and smooth eyes.

Sitting on top of the Colossal Sand Colossus, Sha Niang Niang also looked at him directly, a sneer appeared in the corner of her mouth.

The next moment, she raised her arm and pointed to the front.

The sky dome suddenly cracked and collapsed, and the condensed blood gas turned into a terrible vortex, spinning.

At the same time, an ugly face condensed by the blood of countless grievances came out of the vortex and gnawed towards the empty wheel and others.

The atmosphere of terror has crushed more than a hundred miles.

All Zongmen Dingxiu who fought **** with swords were shocked to see this scene.

"Brother." Jianqing and others all looked at the empty wheel.

The empty wheel responded, and his body was full of brilliance. He took one directly from the bead string between his necks and raised his hand into the air.

Suddenly, the ring of beads rose a thousand feet in response to the storm, and the bead burst out of the plume of Chinese awns, with cumbersome and obscure cipher text, surging in the bead.

When the two collided, the ugly face that shook thousands of miles screamed and began to shatter.

Countless grudges are tearing and fleeing, trying to escape from the Buddha's light, but they are all being absorbed.

Blood gas was decreasing at a rate that was visible to the naked eye, and was eventually included in the ring.

Between the world and the earth again stirred up fighting.

"This girl is really energetic, I'm afraid the strength is not below me."

On the city wall, Chen Qing nodded affirmatively, "If the strength has not been restored, I would like to go up and rush a few times."

Jian Wushuang did not speak. Their current situation is extremely dangerous if they rush into a dogfight.

Whether it's Sha Niangniang or the ten monks, they can easily inflict heavy damage on them now.

If it were not for investigating the situation, he would not risk leaving anyway.

Now they can only watch the changes.

Di Qing and the heroic woman dressed as a young guard have also come to the city wall, all with arms folded, watching the battle.

At this time, there were only five of them on the entire city wall. Although everyone looked very weak, but in the face of such a battle close to more than 30,000 top repairs, they did not have any fear, even seemed to be in Watch the same.

But it is these five people. In fact, everyone has enough strength to stir up the ups and downs.

In fact, each superior is not only open to his own strength, of course, but also has vision, so they show no fear.

In this period of time, Jian Wushuang had already made a good decision. No matter whether the final battle situation or not, he had to meet the monk who could resist the court with Sha Niangniang.

Because in the midst, he saw each other.

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After accumulating more than a thousand miles of grievances in the ring, the empty wheel raised his hand to recover it, and then reconnected it between his necks.

With a stick of digital flying repair, Cui Jing quickly rushed to the side of Sha Niangniang.

"Sister, do you want to kill this group of bald donkeys?" Cui Jing said cruelly. He was drowned with blood attacked by Treasure, but he didn't care, just like a demon rushing from the sea of ​​blood.

Sha Niangniang waved a big wave, and the colossal sand colossus underneath was crushed forward.

She said, "Everyone will be expelled, and if there are rebels, they will be captured and imprisoned in the blood."

After saying this sentence, her figure rushed out directly, carrying the general trend, and brought down countless blood rain.

In the world of sand and devil cave, she is the supreme existence. Although it is the strength of the peak of Yanxian, it is enough to make Wanzong in this entire heaven terrified.

With the blood rain falling from her figure, all the Zongmen Dingxiu, who was contaminated, felt an unbearable burning pain, and the soul seemed to be burned.

Naturally, their overflowing dynamism is also dying at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The evil repairs in the Sand Devil's Cave were not affected at all, in groups of three to five, tearing everything in front of them.

Looking at such a scene, Konglun's eyes showed pity.

The nine monks beside him, led by Jian Qing, sang the scriptures at this moment.

There is a clear trend, and the Hongying Lotus Bridge is built up from the sky and the earth to directly disperse the blood rain.

The thick and unresolved blood gas spontaneously retreated when facing the Hongying Lotus Bridge by the culture, and the world was clear and clear.

The Zongmen Dingxiu, who are resisting hard, only feel that all negative influences have been expelled, and even with their internal strength, they are constantly recovering.

For a time, the war started again.

Looking at the rushing figure, at this moment the empty-wheel monk no longer stayed, bare feet, stepped on the rainbow shadow lotus bridge, the zen clothes tied around his waist swayed with the wind.

"You shouldn't step here again and forget how I said I let you go?"

A pair of tall figures also stood on the Hongying Lotus Bridge, and Yin Hong's blood was spread out, gradually dyeing those flowing scriptures to blood red.

The empty-wheel monk stopped and gave one-handed salutes. "The old deceased nature never forgot the admonition of the good men, but it still came. My purpose for this time is still to persuade the good men to turn back and never create a killing karma."

"Do you know the last warning that year?" Sha Niangnig frowned slightly, and a blood blade had condensed between her palms.

"Don't forget ~www.readwn.com~ The empty wheel monk said, "If you step on the sand cave again, the body of the Buddha will suffer cramps and bones thousands of times, and the heart of the Buddha will suffer from the worms. "

Her voice was cold, "Why do you dare to come again?"

"Because the old man only wants to give it a try, even if there is only such a possibility, he will not hesitate." The empty wheel stepped forward, and there was a flow of scripture between his brows and hearts.

"If I win, a good person only needs to listen to me for ten days."

"If I fail, I will fall into darkness forever and live on flesh and blood."

"Another prophecy adds body, seeing light is dying, seeing the wind is rotten, seeing the ground is hurting, seeing all creatures suffers from the knife.

The empty wheel made four bitter words for himself, taking the oath of heaven and earth, and turning back.

"Can a good man?" He lowered his eyebrows with a warm smile in his clear eyes.

The four bitter words of the empty wheel were sworn to the avenue, and the sound circulated under the sky.