Thunderbolt of the End of the World

But the high priest secretly rejoiced that he did not offend the tired and received the sky, otherwise, I was afraid that the entire Loulan would not be enough for the opponent to swing a few swords!

On a cliff more than ten miles away from Loulan, a purple-haired man with a strange mask shook his white bone fan and looked at the vision in the sky, not knowing what to do in his heart.

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102 Ghost Unicorn Lord 【For Collection】

On a distant alien planet, a battle for the ego has entered its final stages.

The icebergs are clear, the sun is like fire, and the alien battlefields that have experienced fierce battles are like the double instruments of the Tao.

"Clang!"

During the clash of swords, ice and fire, yin and anode collided, the dust of the battle was in full swing, and the sword cries were not over, and the momentum of both sides was pushed to the peak. The sky is miserable, and the stars are eclipsed!

"This battle is very enjoyable, and the situation below is almost the same. Let's decide the outcome with one move!" Tired Shoutian pointed the sword to the sky, and then used Yang Jue, condensed strength and absorbed Yuan, and the whole body was shining brightly, the sword finger, the sword edge, The first move of Jian Jue and Yun Jiu Yang is now in the world!

"Jiuyang Liaoyu!"

Three or three are transformed into numbers, the nine suns return, the Tao is in harmony with the heavens and the human beings, one style is absolutely heaven and earth, and the eight wastes are all showing the image of fireworks burning the sky and boiling the sea.

The sword does not see the way, forgets each other and converges the front, transports the pure sword energy, and injects the surging real energy into the sword finger on the "Forgetting the Dao and the Sword", forming its own style in the vast expanse.

"Fishing the cold river snow alone!"

Between the rotation of the sword, the extremely cold air froze the surrounding earth, forming a field of ice and snow in the blink of an eye.

With one kick, the ice layer was shattered, and the sword Fei Dao flew into the air, and the black and white Tai Chi pattern flashed behind it, and the nine-yang style came together.

The way of expressing love, the way to achieve enlightenment, the law of nature, and the only sword of the extreme collide impressively.

"Boom~"

The swords are facing each other, causing the nine days and ten places to be destroyed in a blink of an eye, and the entire alien star exploded with a tragic move, and the blazing light made it difficult to look directly.

After the extreme, everything is silent, and it is vaguely visible that one person is floating in the boundless galaxy, and the other person does not know where it ends. The picture in the sky also dissipates, and the scene of blue sky and white clouds is restored, which seems to be a painting of this ancient war. lower end point.

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It took a long time for the people in Loulan to come back to their senses. They had never seen such a powerful duel before. Even Gai Nie Weizhuang was terrified. When he put himself in his shoes, I was afraid that just a little aftermath of the battle would be enough to wipe out the two of them. !

"hateful!"

Wei Zhuang was very unwilling, and then looked at Genie and Pi Yao and said coldly, "Snatch the dragon soul."

Da Si Ming, Shao Si Ming, Mo Ya, Bai Feng and others also recovered from the question and attacked Genie and the others.

"Tianming, Xiaoli, High Priest, you all go first." Gai Nie said to Tianming and the others.

"No, we have to walk together." Tianming said stubbornly.

"Boring feelings, none of you can go away!" Wei Zhuang stabbed Gai Nie with his "Shark Teeth", Bai Feng Mo Ya assisted by the side, Xiao Pi Yao wanted to step forward to help, but was blocked by Da Si Ming and Shao Si Ming. Down.

"Yin-yang handprint!!"

With a coquettish shout, Da Siming's bright red hands were filled with blood-red blood energy, her hands were sealed, and the blood energy gathered in front of her hands, slowly forming a blood-colored Tai Chi pattern, coupled with her gorgeous figure, she looked evil and charming. Full.

Da Siming put his arms and legs together, and the blood-colored Tai Chi suddenly turned into countless blood-colored sharp cones, rushing towards the little Pixiu.

Shao Siming made no sound, and transformed into a lot of green leaves in the shape of her body. Under the guidance of her slender fingers, it transformed into a cyan Tai Chi pattern, which was the wood-based secret art of the Yin-Yang family, "Wan Ye Fei Hua Flow".

This leaf looks soft, but it can cut gold and jade, and it is extremely sharp.

After the little Pixiu transformed, both the attack and the defense have been greatly strengthened. The attacks of Da Siming and Shao Siming are not painful or itchy, but the energy is limited and cannot be too long-lasting.

"Burning Heaven Canglong Seal!"

Just when the little Pixiu was about to use the power of the dragon to attack, a space crack suddenly appeared in the space above it, and a powerful palm slammed on the back of the little Pixiu, only to make it bigger in the sky.

"Boom~"

The little Pixiu hit the ice surface of Banyue Lake, knocking a big hole out of the ice surface. This is because its ability was running out, and its body changed back to the size of a palm again.

"The map of Zeguo Jiangshan entering the war, the life of the people is Leqiao Su.

According to Jun Mo's words to seal the matter of Hou, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will be withered. "

In the cold poem number, I saw a person falling from the crack in the space, holding a "white bone fan", wearing a white mask, and fluttering purple hair, exuding a cold and sinister temperament.

The wind is overflowing with howls of ghosts, how many grievances are buried in the cold years.

Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie both stopped their hands and looked at the person coming, Wei Zhuang felt a faint sense of familiarity in his heart.

"Who are you?" Wei Zhuang looked coldly at the outsider who suddenly joined the battlefield.

"Ghost Qi Lord. Fu Zixi."

The Guiqi Lord suddenly appeared, grabbed the high priest and jumped down, landing on the broken ice surface, then grabbed the unconscious little Pixiu, opened a space crack and disappeared in the sight of everyone.

"No, Lord Wei Zhuang, this person must have brought the high priest to the Bing Demon God. If we let this person get the Bing Demon God, we will be all over!" Gong Shuoqiu Jian Gui Qi took the high priest and the dragon soul away, Immediately guessed the other party's plan.

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A crack in the space flashed where the Demon God of the Sealed Soldier was, and the Ghost Qi Lord appeared here instantly with the High Priest and the Little Pixiu.

The Guiqi Lord forced the dragon soul out of the little Pixiu. Looking at the dragon soul exuding surging energy in his hand, the Guiqi Lord said, "This is the dragon soul, the crystallization of fallen stars!"