Sword Master of All Dao

The ancestral, whether the universe of the universe or the universe is in a pleasant existence.

That kind of realm has long been overridden.

All the heritage of the Shenli universe, but it is enough to dismount.

If it is a previous sword, there is no longer, but it will still feel a bundle for this problem, but today, he is no longer the original.

It is the second half ancestral grade, and it can destroy a virtuality of the gods.

And the only variable, virtual god, and now have corresponding opponents.

The sword is unparalleled.

The old, the old, carrying a dazzling, and special atmospheres are like bringing the whole sea behind them, full of endlessness.

This self-sufficiency domain and sword are signed under the contract, and the old people who don't know, there are already unparalleled unparalleled stations.

Feeling the energy fluctuations of the special and not to ignore, the giant ax, although there is no hostile, but also cautious.

The blood wave supreme, still sitting on the feelings, and opened his eyes at the same time.

It belongs to the half aperture-level terrorist power, the next moment is in front of the sword, and it is very cautious about the eyes of the old.

"Blood wave supreme, is a person." The sword didn't have a barter smile, and then he would have a simple saying with the old respect.

However, the sword is unparalleled to kill the old and easy to kill, after all, this situation is now, and it will mess with the mind of a disciple.

If you listen to the sword, there is a unparalleled, the giant ax is the first.

Lao Zun did not open, standing with a nature of a lot of natural, behind the sword.

"This is it?" The giant ax looks up to the little doubts.

The sword is unlikely, "It is a child under the seal of the day, named Xiaozi."

When the atmosphere was suddenly dignified, everyone had a disgusted, deep and bad.

"There is no palace owner, the life of the godberg, all disciples, don't live, and die!" Blood waves to respect the single knee.

Tens of thousands of sounds are also resounding, and they are trembled.

The sword has no double smile, and the firm looks to the distance, "Good, assembled, returned to our place!"

Develop a good plan, the life of the land of the sorrowful land, started to board the cosmic boat, ready to leave.

Standing in the first universe, the sword was unparalleled to watch the funeral of Huanghuang, the eyes were grateful, and then deeply bowed.

The familiar scene gradually went away, and the 10,000 square road farm, from the union of the power, still maintaining the original situation, as if they just left for a while, will soon return to their respective roads.

Everyone's disciples know that they will go, most of them will fall on the battlefield of the party.

But they still have no hesitation, just like it is a small thing to do.

This is their responsibility and their mission.

The sorrowful land, the sword is unparalleled, and after hesitating, he still gave up.

The universe that has fallen will not be delayed every moment.

The virtual god still has no return, and the sword is unparalleled. During this time, it is completely to kill the health of the universe.

Three months, three cosmic boats started near the field battlefield from the edge of the Shenli universe.

As getting closer to outside the domain battlefield, some broken magic flips, and the wreckage of the supreme look began.

There are countless blood gathering into rivers, which will have a tens of thousands of chaotic era, until they slowly absorb them.

On the field outside the field, there is no longer a cracking of the starry sky, and only the residues are miserable float in the void.

It was until I came to the big camp position from the Zhen Zhenzhi, and the sword was unparalleled.

Looking far away, just the virtual respect of the periphery, can't get down on the fifteen, no matter what the rest of the camp has been occupied.

Hold the anger, the sword is unparalleled, the universe boat is far away, carrying old respect, and two people, quietly touching the big camp.

For the Sword Warrior Unparalleled Commerce Association, the old respect will never be refuted, as if he wants, what is the same.

Even if it is the lowest sword in the three people, there is also a strong strength of half ancestral level, facing the virtual respect for such a group of three traces, and wants to kill and then simple.

But if you want to be quiet, you will have some difficulty, just in the four seasons of the sword, there is no two seasons, the familiar ridiculous breath, from the old hands.

Dark crystal mailer is unique, such as the frost is generally changing the periphery of the base camp, a patrol team of 14 people, like the mud, quietly stopped.

The breath is in the ice, and the quietness is quiet as if he can't hear it.

The sword is unparalleled, and after he greets, he rushed the past, his palms, the vast power like thunder, and directly crushed the 14 virtual respects into a powder.

Even if it is already promoted to a half ancestral blood wave, in seeing the sword, there is no double, the palm of writing, and then kill more than ten kinds of virtual respect, and you can't help but take a breath, you will be hot.

Only one year, the sword is unparalleled to directly suppleate so many virtual respects, if it is a million years? Will he will achieve the next embarrassment, lead the Shenli universe to get rid of the predicament?

Millions of years have endless possibilities for them, but there is endless possibilities.

If the blood wave is supreme, before, the sword is unparalleled with a self-cultivation, and I am afraid that the chin will be dislocated.

After erasing the patrol, the three body shape quietly entered the big camp.

Inside the brilliant giant, at this moment, it is intertwined, and nearly a hundred strong body shape is gathered here, talking and laughing.

Sitting in a big man in the top, the shoulders are six marks, embraced two people's shake of the universe, laughing.

In this virtuous temple, sitting in a table head in Ju Han, in the heart of the gods.

The junxiu middle-aged man, a Confucius, two inch of the Dragon Fighter in the dark hair, indicating the identity of his dragon.

The sacredness of the taste is surprised by him, but the virtual respect of the Hall will be happy.

If you see this, the sword is unparalleled, this Junxiu Dragon Middle-aged man, Hed is the third generation of blood, the brother of the dragon, the Dragon, who is invincible!