Universal Asylum

"Roar!" The response was Wang Sheng's roar. The black torrent slanted out of the roar. The **** willow Taoist people had just condensed, and their legs were still flowing in the blood river, and they were crushed by the black torrent and their body. And there is a long river of **** time in the legs, exploding from the middle, a drop of crystal glowing with light, some iridescent, some gray, is the complete understanding of time by Yangliu Dao Ren.

Wang Sheng strode forward and pressed a palm out of the cover to push down the sky!

It’s not as strong as before. After all, it’s been a long time before. In order to fight for the shortest time, in fact, it’s impossible to act for a short time. After all, the full potential has been exploded, but now because of the arrival of the willow Daoist, Zixia Palace's line of sight finally moved, giving him more choices, but in general, still need a battle.

The shot here, the lower part was originally contaminated by the **** world, but the river was blocked in the space of Zixia Palace. The crown in the **** world and the huge willow behind it have long disappeared. As the **** willow Dao entered the Zixiao Palace Space, the space established by the immortal Emperor Jianzu finally settled down.

But at this moment, there was a buzzing sound, the eyes of the Immortal Emperor staring at his head suddenly changed, as if his body was frozen, the blood stopped flowing, cold! Not the cold brought by the external environment, but the cold brought by the lock of an unmatched edge, this feeling is the sword of the old guy!

Are you finally going to shoot! Immortal Emperor bowed his head suddenly. In the distant sea of ​​clouds below, a figure came out slowly, his head drooped, the silver wire was scattered casually, a black robe himself, he held the sword in one hand, and pressed the other hand tightly against the hilt. Shi slowly raised his head, revealing a calm and indifferent middle-aged face. He glanced at Immortal Emperor, his eyes were flat, and then nodded slightly.

"Fairy Emperor, pay attention!"

The words fell, his face suddenly changed from middle-aged, youth, childhood, and finally red lips and white teeth, hair hair glowed with black gloss, all over the body full of vitality, vitality emerged irresistibly, there was a fragrance on his body, like the most top-notch Holy medicine, in this process, clicks! His hands left the hilt, the sword was loosened by him and floated in the air, revealing a simple bronze sheath, and then only listened to the sword sword for a lifetime, the bronze sheath fell off, and a blue light crossed the sky, leaving a horrible The black mark disappeared.

At the same time, the Immortal Emperor stepped back, and the Nine Dao Holy Blood Fu Zhao reappeared, just a faint difference in breath, letting people know that the Sacred Blood Fu Zhao had received damage before, and the Nine Dao Symbols no longer surrounded him like before It was like the nine gates, which were lined up in front of him, forming nine barriers. At the same time, behind him, the golden dragon air column was released again. Among them, the golden dragon roared, and the body circled away from the air column. In leaping, the body passed through the nine Dao blood fu Zhao, but it seemed to be connected in series.

After doing this, the Immortal Emperor stopped, his hands fell behind him, and his expression was slightly sad, "After all the saints and teachers, this saint lost another friend."

The love is sincere, no one can say that the fairy emperor is disguised, it seems that it is indeed sad that the sword ancestor is about to fall.

In the distance, Chu Chu, the master of Jiangong Palace, saw that the middle-aged man walked out, and her eyes began to tremble until the other party’s age seemed to change. She couldn’t help but bite her tusks. When the blue sword light came out, she was deep. The color of grief, incomparable anger and hatred looked at the Immortal Emperor, the sword she had previously held was finally completely formed, and then the sword in her life, the sword in her hand also turned into a blue light flying out, looking at the trick with the sword ancestor It's so similar.

This is a more terrifying move than before, but the palace master of the palace is silent, silently watching the distant figure surrounded by the cyan scabbard slowly, the figure that has no sense, the other party seems to have lost too much With a lot of vitality, his face was old, and his body ricketed down as if he had been bent over his spine all at once.

The end, after all, has not changed! Can't time really change?

Roar!

A roar came from a distant place, such as the dragon that was born at the beginning of the world. She slowly looked up and saw a huge figure and a **** river started a fierce battle. The intensity was even unpredictable even for her, no Knowing what level it is, but remembering the palm of despair that made the immortal emperor before, I suddenly understood that he was such a powerful character.

Clang!

At this moment, two cyan swords slammed against the Holy Blood Fu Zhao, slammed!

Four consecutive times, the gate formed by the four symbols of holy blood shattered, the blood of Fu Zhaoshang lost its effectiveness, the two blue swords were weakened too much, and became only a trace, of which the thicker one was the sword palace The sword issued by the Lord was issued by the sword ancestor. A closer look showed that the thin sword was still condensed. It seemed to be more powerful than before. It was like a sword with a scabbard removed. The effect of stagnation, but also has a little spread.

The speed of the two swords with reduced momentum continued to hit the Sacred Blood Fu Zhao!

This space is being destroyed. In the last blow of an old saint and the sword palace palace master touched the saint's realm, he issued a trick that cannot be attacked by the saint. The space prepared by this saint is no longer solid, and no one notices it. The time that had previously blocked the flow of Yangliu Daoren had disappeared again with the departure of the other party, and there was no time in this space.

Two small swords once again penetrated the four portals~www.ltnovel.com~ The thicker sword palace master finally broke down with a cry of wailing. The blood of Jinguang was spit out. She slowly raised her head and looked silently at the front, looking at the last blood of the Holy Blood Fu Zhao, which was finally struck by the tiny blue light.

boom!

The world finally cracked completely. It was divided into two halves from the middle, precisely separating the direction of the main palace of the sword palace and the ancestor of the sword palace. The sword palace appeared in the direction of the sword ancestor with a flash of the sword palace lord. When the world fell completely, the sword ancestor body was taken down.

Immortal Emperor's heart missed a beat, because a blue sword light penetrated through, and finally obtained the Holy Blood Fu Zhao as if it had no effect at all. "

He remembered getting this last drop of holy blood, which is also considered to have the most potential holy blood. That was when he himself shot in Chaos Three Thousand Realms and shocked and killed a large race headed by a top demon god. Among the clan, there is also the deputy patriarch who is also a demon god. This clan has a very strong implementation force, and it is very difficult for him to succeed.