Sword Master of All Dao

The heavens and the earth are sorrowful, and the fierce mid-explosion is completely destroyed outside the outside battlefield. Everything is crushed.

The entire ignorant is swallowed by the extremely caused by the martyrdom, even if the emperor is a mask of the next consciousness.

This could not describe the time that continued to have nearly half of tea.

The extremely disgraceful, and the emperor rushed to the martyrdom, but in addition to the virtual, there was a half-debris arm.

"What are they two people ?!" The emperor was asked, and the endless Viyan went to the virtual god.

The virtual god does not show weakness, and it is a lot of exquisiteness to pull the sky. "Do you think that only myself, I can't kill him?"

The anger of the gods in the heart, the emperor is urgently explored in the center of the martyrdom.

"It's impossible, is he really felt?" The emperor was amazed, but the hit of the virtance was too horrible, and the old respect was seriously injured by him, it is difficult to survive it in that hit.

When I think of this, the emperor suppressed the inherent anger and surprised. He didn't see the god, and the eyes were projected down.

There, there is also a big army of nearly three million universe.

'I don't care about death, now it's damn, it is your antity! '

The emperor is like a real decision maker, directly crossing the god, "Total butthal, don't leave one!"

The Sponsored the army hesitate to hesitate to take a moment, then led a few ancestors of the ancestral blood, and crazy to the power of the power.

Deep sucking a sigh of breath, the gods, "the emperor, you are too late."

The emperor heard the words, smiled, "But it is the order of the universe, you are so stunned? Don't forget, the initial commitment is."

The bottom of the eyes flashed a hate, the god did not open, and the devil's ancestors behind him, the power of the power!

The only ancestors of the sword and the universe of the universe, the monks of the Shenli universe are watching the scene.

Without the sword who was in the sword, the sharp guard, the army of the army was unparalleled, and all monks had almost instantly, and there was no hope.

The horror of the Devil's ancestors, directly erased nearly more than 20,000 monks, and the sacredness did not count their number.

Jin Wuyi, too virtual temple, all disciples of Jiu Diqi, all of them! No survival!

Zifa Supreme, when the red ear is about to come, look at the place where the sword is unparalleled, and it is a little bit of a small friend, and calm down.

Star Jianzong is destroyed by the foundation, leaving only a few people such as Wu Jianxian barely escaped the disaster of the top.

Long Feng Qilin Threeth National is also suffering.

After the battlefield of the Emperor also added to the massacre, the army of the Shenli's universe has suffered from the top disaster.

Even the ancestors are not resistant to the resistance at this moment.

The cold is full of frost, and it is calm and looks at the destruction of the top.

" -"

The wings that extended a huge cover quietly blocked in front of the frost, and blocked the ancestral remaining wave.

Feng Yan was a sound, and the philosophy involuntarily turned down, and the recovery was down.

Cold as a frost, hugged, falling into the arms of the phoenix, the body is unbearable, the blood flows.

"The ancestors!" Has a total of more than two hundred yuan for the Feng Ethi, I want to come to save the phoenix, but I am waving the emperor, the soul of the soul!

More than 300 million monks, only one million people.

The universe is completely crazy, and every sport is like a bloodthirsty devil, quickly eating the life of the universe.

Looking at this battle, the blood waves is very important to the Buddha, and the most difficult saying is the most difficult, and finally said.

"Where is the universe of the universe, with the retreat, keep the final fire."

Every monk's face is unparalleled, this loss, the universe will completely do not surpass, no one can stop the pace of the universe.

"Here, I will give it to the old husband." Blood waves to honor the wind, hunting, his face is not half-filled, only the nature is broken.

A shredded snow sword is already broken, and the old man in the face is in the end of the wine in the wax, and then directly into the penules.

After a lifetime, he waved him, and he finally realized in the final battle.

The brilliant half ancestors have emerged, and the old people who have dressed up, and the young swordsman who replaced a sword eyebrow.

"The Shenli universe can't be guided, then the kind of thing will be given to do it." Youth swordsman looks smile, "I have lived for so long, and it is time to find a place to take a break."

A bloody dragon emperor, which is a bloody, the same as the previous step, a calm, "I will give us here, please ask the blood wavelength old to take care of the Shenli universe."

Dragon, Longchi two people pull the blood wave supreme, "Let's go."

There is no virtual power, and the old hunger smiles, a swirty swim sword passengers, to straighten the sword, like the long river, against the sky.

The old man is martedly, and finally defeats the virtues.

The sword is like a star like a waterfall, and the Shenli universe also has a half ancestor.

Under the hit of the old man, all the virtual respects of the Sword of the Sweet Waterfall are all died, even if it is a half ancestor, it is a temporary body, and the retreat of the power of the power will fight for time.

At this moment, the broken domain outside the battlefield, only one of the Linhe Dragon Emperor, and stood in the distance.

Looking at this monk, but the peak powerful monk, the emperor does not want to directly reach out.

However, the sky is falling, but it is difficult to enter half of the next moment.

The Emperor is watching, a big terrorist breath.

I swayed the white bones, suddenly grabbed the palm of the emperor, and then directly torn smashing.

Each Summitar is as if there is a white bone dragon in the star area, from Linhe Longdi's arbitrarily.

Big niche, critadecing the light of the power.

Linhe Dragon Emperor is calm, and the clear scorpion is gradually turbid.

Tailor to the Mentai Jinzu Long, a gold one bone dragon, chemically makes the final line of defense, defended here.

Dragon's first generation of Zulong, and Dragon Emperor, and finally double fantastical field battlefield.

The emperor, the gods were treated, and the universe army was erased nearly 80,000.

The borderless corpse will become a virtual void, countless blood, magic treasure fragments gathered into a long river.

The battle of this cataugue is far from stopping. No one knows when it ends, but will end with the universe of the universe.