Thunderbolt of the End of the World

Frightened by the magic power, the demon master Hua Chanti appeared on the battlefield, his staff touched the ground, and looked directly at Tianqiong: "You can't hide your rebellious heart at last!"

"Hahaha!" Hao Tianqiong smiled arrogantly: "I have never surrendered to anyone! How can you say rebellion?"

"Forget it, make a move!" At the moment, the situation in Tianyan Mocheng was critical, and he didn't want to say more.

"Today, the magic city is destroyed! The waves chase the Qianqiu Peak!"

When Qing Haichao saw him Hua Chanti appeared, he said coldly, the wind fluttered his sleeves, and he shot out with a palm, like a shocking wave hitting the shore, and it continued.

"Hell Soul Slash!"

At the moment when Qing Haichao attacked Hua Chanti, a sword suddenly came from the sky, and the chilling breath of death and ghosts struck straight down, severing the continuous waves, leaving a deep sword mark on the ground!

... ... ...

Immediately, a man with black clothes and white hair with closed eyes stepped into the battle group with a sword!

"You can take my palm and report your name." Qing Haichao looked at the person who came, and saw that the other party was young, quite handsome, holding a strange magic weapon, and his body exuded the chilling breath of death, which was quite strange!

"Black Nineteen." Indifferent words, Black Nineteen opened his eyes, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and then it was the ultimate killer move!

"Heaven and Earth Limit, Soul Plays the Other Shore!"

The "Prison Soul" in Black Nineteen's hands flashed violently, forming clusters of sword energy like sharp blades, as if chasing souls and sharp arrows, all of them swarmed towards the Qinghai tide.

After Qing Haichao was glanced at by Black Nineteen, he seemed to be stunned. His body seemed to be bound by an invisible force. The blood was dripping, and the white shirt was dyed red.

"These eyes are weird..." Qing Haichao didn't have time to ponder, the Black Nineteen had already attacked quickly, different from the martial arts in the plight. downwind.

The sudden emergence of an army, the name is poor but not the original intention, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at him coldly: "I didn't expect you to have a helper, but before the gods are destroyed, there is no way of life, I. destroy the real!"

"Demon, betrayal is the hardest to tolerate, the world is poor, I have foreseen your fate. Nine flames ignite a prairie!"

He Hua Chan waved the "Magic Seal Staff", and the magic fire swept out...

Chapter [-] Defection

The dark clouds cover the moon, and the cool breeze blows.

Outside Tianyan Mocheng, there was a fierce battle, and the Black Nineteen unexpectedly joined the battle, and the balance began to tilt gradually.

"Chong!"

The sword qi broke through the air and the long sleeves flew, and the earth-shattering style of Qinghaichao was completely broken.

Black Nineteen, as one of the three major swordsmen in the bardo realm, the sword master of "Sword of Absolute Beginning", his strength is comparable to the top innate, and with the evil power of "Ghost Eyes", even Qinghaichao can't take him down for a while.

"The big waves turn the west and the east!"

Qing Haichao's body swirled, and a powerful and unparalleled slashing palm force was like a raging wave, and the momentum was amazing.

"The Killing of Nothingness!"

Black Nineteen looked indifferent, his eyes flickered with strange lights, and the surroundings fell into a strange darkness of death. When the turbulent waves approached him, Black Nineteen turned sharply, and the "Prison Soul" in his hand burst into a bright sword light, "Hey. "The sound was like cutting a cloth, and the huge wave was instantly cut into two sections by "Five San Qi".

Between the fire and the light, several tricks have been passed. Qing Haichao knows that the opponent's swordsmanship is exquisite and fast, strange and unpredictable, and the sword in his hand is a rare magic weapon.

"Good trick, good sword, I will give you something in return. 'Rain Whale Vein', drink it!"

I only heard Bei Lie Jingtao's deep shout, and the night sky was covered with thunderstorms in an instant.

Black Nineteen knew that the other party could be extraordinary. Seeing the other party's magic weapon getting started, there was a dignified look in his eyes.

Qing Haichao's wrist moved slightly, and the "Rain Whale Vein", which was as soft as a whip, turned into sharp thorns in an instant, as straight as black steel.

With a single blow, the thunder flashed, the ghosts and gods cried, and the wind and rain fell.

With one blow, they received seven points of strength. The two of them stood up and suffered. The foundation of their bodies was destroyed. The two of them were shocked at the same time. The foundation of Black Nineteen was slightly weaker. back.

"Pfft~"

"Pfft~"

At the same time, the two of them leaked vermilion, Qing Haichao's injury was slightly weaker, and Neiyuan quickly calmed down. With lightning speed, they rushed into the opponent's sword circle, and their body speed increased to the limit. The soul of hell", the sharp-edged blade circled and stabbed at the black nineteen-sided door.

"Clang!"

The black nineteen-spinning sword pulled away, and the divine weapon collided, shooting stone light and fire, depicting scary scars on the surrounding earth.

The two fought fast, and their bodies seemed to be illusory and real. The sound of "clanging" continued, and they fought each other. Qing Haichao gradually adapted to the power of "Ghost Eyes", and saw that the black nineteen foundation was weaker than himself, and immediately became physically active. Fully open, ready to use strength to break the skill, transport ten percent of Yuan Gong, and prepare to hit it hard.

"Netherworld Kai Formation!"

Seeing that the Black Nineteen was about to be defeated, but at this moment, a strange formation was born, and the mysterious array shrouded Qing Haichao and the Black Nineteen. Qing Haichao felt trapped in the mud, and his actions suddenly slowed down.

"eventful!"

Seeing the help of the formation, Black Nineteen didn't seem to appreciate it. He said coldly. He didn't take the opportunity to attack Qinghaichao, but stood with his sword in hand. This kind of victory was not what he wanted.

Deeply trapped in a strange formation, Qing Haichao is on guard, and his whole body is agitated with real energy to prevent accidents. He can set up a formation method silently to trap him. The caster is not simple. Has been hit hard!

"It's great that the mountains and rivers are indistinct, and the heart is arrogant when you are in prison.

Yan Que did not know the ambition of Honghu, and turned his sleeves to win a thousand miles away. "

Following the loose and heroic words, Lingshou Duan Junheng suddenly appeared from a group of light and shadow.

Duan Junheng looked at Duanxie Chanti who was fighting with the four young masters of Yaoxuan, as if he could no longer support him, and said to Black Nineteen: "Nineteen, you go and help my good grandson, you can leave it to me here. "