The Prodigies War

Dang! Dang! Dang!

The broken blade clashed with the bloody divine sword, resulting in a deafening collision.

This moved all the heroes.

Undoubtedly, the origin of this bloody divine sword is also extremely extraordinary. When you look carefully, a blood River looms in the two finger wide body of this sword. The corpses of gods and Demons and white bones are buried in the river. The picture is extremely frightening.

With the sword swept out, the river of blood swept through, releasing a terrible smell of extinction, as if it could bury all vitality!

Styx!

In an instant, Lintian recognized the vision of the sword, which was the bloody Styx river that had trapped him for four years.

It's terrible that a sword contains the smell of Styx.

"Yuan Tu sword!"

Someone made a noise in surprise.

Then, there was a sound of cold breath in the field.

In the ancient wasteland, there has been an extremely mysterious legend. At the beginning of ancient times, there was a Taoist tradition called Xueming god religion.

In its Taoist tradition, there are two swords. One is named Yuantu, which was born in the river of blood hell.

One, named a Bi, was born in bloody purgatory.

These two swords are both innate divine weapons and the most precious treasure of the blood hell cult. Only saints can give full play to the real power of these two divine swords.

The most terrible thing is that holding these two swords to kill the enemy without touching cause and effect is enough to make saints fear!

If the sword in Mingzi's hand is the legendary yuan Tu sword, it's too shocking to make any sage jealous and salivate.

"It should be yuan Tu sword, but its power seems to be heavily sealed, otherwise the power should be far more than that."

Ye Maha's eyes were as bright as electricity, and his heart was also amazed.

"There is no holiness in the Jue top area. Fortunately, this sword is sealed. Otherwise, I'm afraid that Mingzi doesn't dare to use it so blatantly."

The eyes of some of the top figures flickered.

"The legendary sword of the ancient Yuan Dynasty is full of blood. I don't know how many swords the sage had in the ancient Yuan Dynasty."

Someone whispered, "but I'm more curious about what kind of treasure the broken blade in Lintian's hand is. It can not lose in the confrontation with Yuantu sword!"

For a time, all the heroes in the field had different thoughts and were attracted by the treasures used by Lintian and Mingzi.

"Kill!"

Mingzi is arrogant and controls the yuan Tu sword to kill heaven and earth. He has an incomparable and unstoppable edge.

People are just speculating, but Mingzi knows that this sword is Yuantu!

However, he had hoped to suppress Lintian with this treasure, but he still could only play equal with the broken blade.

This made him realize the horror of the broken blade.

Because of this, at this moment, he was more serious and went all out than ever before.

Buzzing~

But at this moment, Lintian did not hesitate to use the word Ji to inherit.

In an instant, the power of the broken blade soared, just like waking up from a deep sleep. The prosperity of the exposed edge tore this area like cloth and silk.

In the distance, many monks have sharp eyes and their minds are shocked by such sharp edges!

Bang Dang!

In an instant, Yuan Tu sword was badly shaken, made a loud noise and flew backwards.

Although the origin of this sword is terrible, it is a sealed congenital holy soldier after all, and the battle can not be determined by a few treasures.

Poof!

Suddenly, Mingzi coughed up blood and turned pale.

"Damn it!"

He roared with scarlet eyes and rushed to kill again.

In the field, a burst of agitation was shocked by the unexpected change. Even if yuan Tu sword was offered, Lintian could not suppress the rhythm of counterattack?

Those who are strong in the dark land are still there, forgetting to cheer and cheer.

At this time, Mingzi was obviously completely angered and became stronger and more terrible than before. The prestige made some top figures pale.

However, Lintian didn't intend to keep it now.

With a clear chant that rings through the heaven and earth, when the broken blade is swept out, the heaven and earth will be silent, and everything seems to be at rest at this moment.

Silent air cut!

Poof!

A string of scarlet blood splashed. At the shoulder of Mingzi, a deep bone scar was cut, and the whole arm was almost removed!

Under the pain of eating, the beautiful face of Mingzi became distorted.

He can't believe it!

Since the expedition, there have been thousands of rounds, but the situation has been vaguely out of his control.

In the past, he took the lead and took an absolute advantage, and kept Lintian under control. Even so, he still felt ashamed.

Because Lintian was weaker than him.

But now, Lintian, who had been suppressed by him, not only gradually returned to the situation, but also launched a peerless sharp counterattack, which made him frustrated frequently!

This makes the arrogant and arrogant. How can nether son, who regards the heroes in the world as nothing, accept it?

The heroes in the field were completely unable to calm down. Finally, Lintian dared to fight back!

It seemed incredible, but it happened alive in front of them. They couldn't help believing it!

"Kill!"

Mingzi is completely crazy. He dances wildly with blood and hair, and urges his own Tao and Dharma to the extreme. The whole person is like a Styx river across the sky, with the great dignity of burying heaven and earth.

"Cut!"

Lintian was really different now. He looked calm, not sad or happy, and had an extreme calm.

The broken blade sweeps the air, and the light disappears and flickers, just like birth and death.

Birth and death!

Chi La ~ although Mingzi dodged in time, his back was still cut with a bloody wound, and his blood was spilled like a waterfall.

His face grew paler and he roared like a wild beast. All this was beyond his expectation and beyond his belief.

At this time, the whole audience was completely shocked by Lintian's power.

"I killed you!"

In the earth shaking roar, the breath of Mingzi was tyrannical, sweeping the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, and launching the killing and cutting. He was too angry.

Lintian was still calm, his mind moved, and an inexplicable and obscure breath filled the broken blade.

Shua!

The broken blade flashes gently and cuts down.

It seems ordinary, but it gives people a sense of impermanence. I don't know its whereabouts and mysteries. It's like the number of changes in the road machine. It can't be locked at all.

Many monks almost coughed up blood because this cut was like a mystery, impeccable!

Some of the top figures, who also looked dignified, were stunned and unbelievable.

For Mingzi, when this cut fell, a fatal threat suddenly appeared in his heart, which almost exploded his scalp.

This feeling, no escape, no escape!

Poof!

In a flash, a good head swept up, bloody.

The whole audience suddenly fell into a strange silence at this moment. Everyone opened their eyes and looked at all this.

They didn't catch this cut, but they cut off the head of the nether son!

The invisible shock is like a tide that begins to spread to everyone's body and mind.

The picture is like a freeze frame at this moment.

Mingzi, an ancient freak who was silent in the boundless years in the top of the mountain, led a group of subordinates to fight vertically and horizontally in these years of his birth, which made the name of the dark land known to everyone!

Such a cruel man with great fortune and excellent combat power has broken his halberd and even his head has been cut off today!

Who... Can think of it?

The most incredible thing was that his opponent Lintian was one level behind him in cultivation!

At this time, even the top figures such as little golden winged Peng king, ye Maha and Luojia fell into silence and their inner emotions surged.

They were wondering whether they could stop Lintian's cutting if they were themselves just now.

Poop!

The head fell to the ground and splashed dust on the ground, which was particularly harsh in the extremely silent atmosphere.

Many people were even more shocked.

But to everyone's surprise, Lintian, as the victor, was not relaxed at the moment, but looked more dignified.

At this moment, there was a shrill and angry roar in the field.

Then, under the gaze of a crowd of shocked eyes, the headless corpse of Mingzi suddenly expanded, and his clothes suddenly burst into a strange animal body!

This is a blood mosquito, several feet in size. Its body is as red as blood, as if it was poured by divine gold, emitting a strange chill.

Its eyes are like blood colored lanterns, cold and frightening. There are eight pairs of wings behind it. On each pair of wings, there are dense and obscure dark texts, which are ferocious and terrible.

Its breath is so ferocious that it trembles. It stands in the void, just like an evil evil god coming to the world, with great arrogance!

"Eight winged blood mosquito!"

Someone cried out.

"According to legend, the most terrible evil in the underworld!"

The people were agitated and agitated.

Eight winged blood mosquito, born from the Styx River, is a naturally bred alien with incredible fierce combat power.

Six winged blood mosquito is not uncommon in the Styx forbidden area.

But the eight winged one has only the one in front of him!

No one expected that the real body of Mingzi would be an eight winged blood mosquito, which is too unimaginable and frightening.

No one thought that the ghost was beheaded. Instead of dying, he appeared in his real body, and his breath became more and more terrible!

"Roar!"

The eight winged blood mosquito roared, and its killing intention stirred the world. It rose in the air and killed Lintian. It was as fast as a blink.

"Cut!"

Lintian was not careless. He cut down with a broken blade and made a sharp and decisive decision.

Bang!

Unexpectedly, the broken blade, which killed Mingzi and was wounded before, was blocked by the eight winged blood mosquito. Its body emits strange blood light and destroys the cutting power.

This surprised the audience. It is worthy of being the legendary great murderer!

At this time, the eight winged blood mosquito rushed forward, as fierce as crazy. It seemed that nothing could stop it. Eight pairs of blood colored wings beat and poured out a light beam transformed by the underworld, invincible.

Moreover, its roar has strange penetrating power. Even if it is far away, many people's eardrums are torn and blood flows out, and some strong people are nearly stunned to death!

Too strong!

At this point, they finally dare to determine that the real killer mace of Mingzi is his noumenon, which no one thought of before.

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PS: there's a catch-up call around 12 a.m~