Spiritual Furnace

A road of Xianbao Phantom rushed out!

Between the breaths, the twelve is already thirteen!

The thirteenth Taobao Phantom is almost shocking!

At the same time, this thirteenth Taobao Phantom is incomparably huge, but it is full of strength!

In the void, the sound is heard:

“My Naibao’s natural law guardian, your treasure reaches peak… and so on, how can I have an unpredictable hunch, Big Brother, how are you, I am leaving, I will go immediately!”

The guardian of the natural law of Bao, just came out, saw Chu Yan. This time, he said nothing, and he plunged into the void and disappeared.

In the sky, the thirteen sacred treasures of Phantom merge into one ray of light into the blue wooden sword full of magic lines.

The blue giant sword, immediately terrifying the momentum spread, looming an imaginary river!

This river, everyone is not strange, this is not the time when Chu Yan is showing his life as Diwan Ability!

“This sword, although it has my magic, but after all, it is herb demon…”

Chu Yan looks at floating blue wooden sword, eyes change.

The third handle of the sword!

The mood of everyone at this moment can no longer be described in words!

What happened today will inevitably become an immortal legend written into the history of immortal realm.

The three and the two Great Emperors made the pupils shrink sharply several times at the moment. In the end, although they did not speak, they all had new minds.

Fei Qingyang knew that he once again underestimated Chu Yan.

Eight hundred years ago, I was strong and weak, and both of them were cultivation for 800 years. Today, Chu Yan has reached such a level.

“This is my third sword, the wood demon!”

Chu Yan The sword of whispers, the wood demon of the years is floating above the head of the deity.

Life and death samsara sword, extremely ancient virtual thunder sword, years old demon wooden sword.

Compared with the flying rain and demon sword, the evil cloud Divine Sword and the yinfeng dragon sword, Chu Yan three Sword Qi is not weak.

“Resist me to clone two swords, you are qualified to challenge my strongest strength!”

Chu Yan looks at Fei Qing Yang and whispers in a condescending gesture.

From the very beginning, Fei Qing Yang Gao was on the top, and now Chen Yan’s words are all awkward. If you don’t see it with your own eyes, today, everything will never be guessed.

Flying Qing Yang, for the first time, there is a feeling that I am being lighted!

Since his debut, the young first generation has never met an adversary. Even in the early 800s, he succeeded in killing, but now he is seen.

In front of this, there are many life and death brothers, people who love you, and even strength will surpass themselves?

No, impossible!

“I can kill you once, you can marry you for the second time!”

Flying Qing Yang cold voice, its big hand wave, a bloody demon sword in the three-handed sword floating around the body slammed.

“The blood is raining, the demon sword is out!”

Flying Qing Yang burst into a burst, immediately in the sky, the Blood Cloud directly spread, and then a bloody rain is down!

“This sword, there is only one style, the Sword Intent of the Rain, the Blood Demon flurry!”

Between the words, Fei Qing Yang’s bloody demon sword, a sword suddenly smashed out!

Under the sword, in the sky, the blood rain that fell down, every drop, turned into a sword of blood.

Every sword of bloody color carries aura with blood and rain to sword. For a time between heaven and earth, in all directions, countless blood-colored swords rushed to Chu Yan’s main soul clone.

Chu Yan main soul clone eyes unchanged, grab the left and right samsara sword on the left side, bursting in the mouth: “Being alive, against death, life and death, life and death samsara! Hey!”

Between the words, Chu Yan is also a sword!

Under this sword, the sky is directly torn, the left side is turned into the realm of illusory life, and the right side is turned into the realm of illusory death!

However, when these different feelings were realized in the past, the real opportunity to create, only the Phantom.

This Phantom emerges for a moment and it is an instant crash.

However, under the collapse, the momentum still remains, turning into white as snow, black as ink, and two Sword Qi dragons.

Life and death Sword Qi Dragon!

The life and death of Sword Qi is turned into a black white two-color tornado hurricane, roaring out!

“Hey…”

In the sky, countless blood-stained swords are constantly collapsing. At the same time, Sword Qi, the Sword Intent of life and death, is also damaged in the roar.

The two are actually a matter of time!

“Blood rain demon sword, go!”

Flying Qing Yang opening, blood rain monster sword in hand, directly flying out, turned into a bloody long rainbow rushed to life and death Sword Qi Dragon’s tornado hurricane.

Behind the bloody demon sword, a female Phantom emerged. This female was in blood, and there were blood and tears in the eyes.

It is the ancient demon, rain!

“Life and death samsara sword, go!”

Chu Yan opens, and the samsara sword is also rushed out.

Between the rushing out, the surviving samsara sword, a huge black white two-color compass emerged, this compass is spinning wildly, and its black and white color contains a aura belonging to samsara!

“boom!”

The two swords hit the body and made a roar.

Chu Yan main soul clone, complexion a white, blood spurting in the mouth.

And flying Qing Yang, the same is true, a breath of blood immediately sprayed!

Chu Yan is only clone, has not yet used the deity, and Fei Qing Yang is the power of the body, the height is immediately visible.

Chu Yan whisper: “Your Sword Intent, learning from others, my Sword Intent, with my own understanding, your sword, for others refinement, my sword, for my years to build, your sword, how can Victory?”

Fei Qingyang wiped the mouth corner blood, sneer: “Take me the second sword and say! Evil cloud Divine Sword!”

Between the words, Fei Qingyang grabbed the evil cloud Divine Sword, and then screamed again: “Sword Intent of the Cloud, evil cloud to destroy the world!”

Between the words, Fei Qing Yang this sword, moved towards Chu Yan a sword to kill!

Under this, the boundless Evil Qi cloud emerged from the void, turned into a misty sword of Evil Qi condensed, moved toward Chu Yan clone.

Chu Yan clone, the big hand grabs, the right side of the ancient virtual thunder sword suddenly grips, the mouth whispers: “Xian Lei, magic thunder, real Thunder, shocking and changing into a virtual thunder, hehe!”

This sword, suddenly between the squats, in the void, countless illusory ray, emerged, turned into countless illusory sword shadow, directly moved towards the countless Evil Qi condensed fog sword bombardment.

“Hey…”

The sound of boundless roaring came out, the virtual thunder did not have a defense, but in a completely offensive state, all the swords of Evil Qi condensed by all the Sword Intent of the cloud were smashed…