Divine Brilliance

The speed of the knife is not only far beyond the limits of human vision. Even the spiritual consciousness of the many seventh-order powerhouses around them can only be sensed by a little bit, and I don’t know.

A few white lights were only a fleeting moment, and they immediately re-entered the sleeves of Zong Shou.

When the original Jiu Chen’s head flew up, he did not know that he was dead. It was only after rolling in the air several times that I saw my headless body, which showed confusion and sorrow.

Then the end of the landing, immediately by thousands of horseshoes, in the jī battle completely stepping into the meat!

Next to the Ji Lingzi, even more screaming, full of confidence.

This is Xuan Tiewenshanjia! Named the eighth order, in fact, comparable to the magic weapon! How could it be broken so easily?

He had expected this to talk about autumn, mastered the extremes of the sword, when the iron rides against the show, the strength will be strong and incredible, enough to control the battle. This is the match between himself and the original Jiu Chen, with this kind of slogan, in order to resist the impact of this autumn.

But what about white light, what is it? Why is it easy to open this black iron mountain? How is this possible?

In the eyes of Zong Shou, the sneak sè was only a flash, and it was restored to normal.

The red-red sword in the hand was once again thrown out. After the death of the original Jiuchen, the gap that broke out of the storm broke into.

At this time, Zong Shou finally felt a huge idea, and suddenly came from a distance, intending to break into this magical array.

滂湃 vast, with a bit of anxiety, I want to crush the small space, completely!

With a slight glimpse of his eyes, Zong Shou snorted again. It is also said that so many sixth-order elite disciples, how can the Tai Ling Zong, do not care?

Just now, it is already late!

Before 20 years ago, Cangsheng Road was in the hands of this Tai Lingzong, how many heroes died?

To let these people go, even if he is obedient, the nine hundred priests and disciples behind him will never be willing!

I am going to comfort the hero with this thousand and six hundred people!

Strongly against the pressure of hún, the sword in the hand is wrong, and then a beheaded Wu Zong, who is caught off guard, directly beheaded!

Zong Shou’s figure also passed by the desperate Ji Lingzi. Such as a peerless sword, burst into the riding of the purple sword ride!

The red sword in the hand, waving again, brilliant, is also very incomparable. And when the sword light passed, it was also the sword breaking and splitting, bringing up a piece of **** rain!

The shadows are interlaced, and the endless ‘铿锵’ sounds, countless sparks, accompanied by enthusiasm.

The sword and the sword smashed, and A and A collided. When the two teams completely met, it was like two metal torrents that hit one place. The squeaking sounds of the silver scaled tread beast and the purple winged lizard are everywhere.

This time, nine hundred red-red swords, all swinging, thick and heavy, like a mountain, also condensed as one.

Every time it falls, it is a dull and harsh metal crash! Nine hundred swords, only a few times. Just riding these thousands of purple swords, almost completely cut into two halves!

And when the two iron rides, they are finally staggered and outdated. On the ground, there are already nearly nine hundred corpses lying down. The armor is broken and the body is not complete. There are also some purple-winged lizards and silver-scaled stepping beasts, still alive, and they whispered. Striking plasma, almost the small piece of ground, completely red.

There are 864, the purple scorpion sword ride of Tailingzong, and the elite disciple of Tailing, which is mixed with the inner part.

There are more than forty things on the side of Cangsheng Road.

When the whole team is riding, after a gorgeous turnaround. Zong Shou was silent and looked at the bodies.

In this battle, he will not be able to do it after all, so that his subordinates will fully protect their lives.

However, these forty people should also be the last sacrifice.

Behind him, dozens of Cangsheng disciples are red eyes.

The only ones who died in battle were the sacred dragons. These sects of the sects of the sects of the sects, the younger half are all fighting for their swords!

I also know that this is the reason. Among the Cangsheng Xuanlong Scholars, the potential of the Taoist soldiers in the Thai half has been exhausted, and there is no possibility of a breakthrough. They have a promising future, and they can advance to the ranks, the seventh and eighth steps, and even step into the door of the fairy tales.

Only in this way, is it even more inspiring, and it’s burning inside!

It is both awkward and angry, and there is a heavy pressure on the shoulders.

In this life, if there is no achievement, how can we live with the death of these same doors. If you no longer kill one or two Tai Ling Zong disciples, how can they be right in their spirit?

On the opposite side, the purple armor who survived less than 800, since the impact, there is no courage to go back and fight, to the exit of the other side of the Black Ridge Valley, running wildly.

Zong Shou is not anxious, first of all, not rushing, and tidying up the array of the team.

This is suddenly accelerating! Going behind.

At that time, the spirit of the season, the look is not only ugly. Just when the Han kings were withdrawn, he finally thought of this reversed role.

Not only can the sensation of the Zongmen strongman be blocked, but they will also be illusory.

- In their eyes, these purple winged lizards are also like this!

The previous iron ride did not feel at the time of the collision, but at this moment, it was always from time to time.

It is clearly flat on the ground, but when it is in the eyes, there will always be bulges. Or simply a piece of rock, appearing in front of you. Sometimes the result is the opposite, completely obscuring those obstacles and avoiding their perception.

The speed of the entire team can never be raised to the extreme. Instead, behind him, the 800-year-old Xuan Longshi, constantly catching up!

If this continues, they will be caught up sooner or later! Will be slaughtered by these horrible dragons from the end of the tail!

Unwilling to scream, slamming. The entire team, between the two, can't be inconsistency, the incredible completion of the turn.

Only at this time, the 850 red iron riders also came to the front. Jianguanghualong, their formation, rushing is fragmented!

Eight hundred and fifty red swords were also swayed and swayed. After the squeaking of a piece of metal cutting, it will splash the flesh and blood! Countless fragments of debris were flying around.

When the 850 red-red iron riders, once again from the hundreds of flesh and blood corpses, they quickly sprinted through, no one.

That is too spiritual disciple, but less than 200 people survive! And most of them are already mounts!

Zong Shouyu made the fifth-order silver scale stepping beast underneath, and gradually slowed down, and then turned back indifferently.

At this time, above the sky, the majestic idea is even more anxious. The intention to fall here, but by another force that is not under it, or even better, is constantly blocked, so that it can not succeed.

It’s just that hún read the rest of the bō, and from time to time, infiltrated into this upside-down person, it made people feel a burst of horror.

Zong Shou did not care, and the red giant sword in his hand was mentioned again. Leaving the surviving Tai Ling Zong disciples, there are still Ji Ling still alive.

"--When you wait, if you are willing to let go of the blade, swear to leave the Tailing sect. Today I am talking about autumn, but I can spare a sigh!"

That season Lingzi only felt ōng boring abnormal, can not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

This child is too deceiving! This sentence, he also said before, this autumn is actually only changed a few words, as it is said!

It was only then that he was in the grip. At the moment, it is like a dog at home!

In addition to despair, still desperate!

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In the air that day, there were several buzzing sounds from time to time. During the heavy rain, countless thunder flashed.

Fang Wen and Han Fang, in the gap between the time, can no longer hold. With Shi Rulan, I returned to the cloud world together.

"I see that autumn cloud, now it is already going crazy."

Fang Wen’s eyes are far-sighted, and I can’t see it in front of me. But for him, it is not difficult.

The land where the Korean side and the autumn Yunzi are fighting is in the thunderclouds of the group, constantly roaring, and once more crazy than once, the momentum is once greater than once.

Just a few times in the fight, it makes the small piece of time and space, there is a sign of collapse. Every time, it is stirring the wind and shaking the world.

It also made him completely ignorant of the mystery, so that Fang Wen sighed.

As far as he knows, the South Korean side is the strongest of the gods. Nowadays, it is the ninth-order peak - Ling Wu Zun, the strongest of the cloud world.

After entering the fairy tales, you still need to cross the spiritual environment, the fairyland, to enter the level of the gods!

However, if these three realms are subdivided like the three heavens, it is a gap of nine levels!

Sure enough, the strength is different, the level that is hard to imagine.

"If it is replaced by me, I am also anxious! It is just a thousand of the swords riding here, it is almost a third of the number of Tai Lingzong. The two hundred disciples, if they are broken, are even more hurt. And the vitality, a few can become Tailingzong fault ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I don't know how long it will be able to make up."

The Korean side stood by and held hands. After hearing the words, it was a smile and turned around: "It is better not to look at it. If you look too much, it will affect your mood. In exchange for the autumn, you can see the sword, or you can understand."

Fang Wen picked up his eyebrows, but there was nothing to dissuade, and he no longer looked around, but turned his attention to the bottom.

"There is no such thing as the upside down of Zongshi’s uncle, and it’s really awkward! It’s of course to stop the gods of the autumn cloud. But you and I can’t get through now, I really don’t know the situation inside. What happened?"

"What is this worrying about?"

The South Korean side shook his head in disapproval: "From the moment Hanwang withdraws his troops, the younger brother has already determined his odds! The kendo is psychic, the rushing is unparalleled, and the seven heavens and the earth are different, no matter what the Tai Ling Zong has. I can deal with the hand. Just worry about the loss of my sacred disciples. What are the talents that are truly talented? I am going to try one or two. I will come back after a little experience. I don’t plan to succeed. I don’t want to be unintentional. With the willows and the willows, the master can really overturn the clouds and settle the matter-"

As he spoke, the South Korean side suddenly panicked and looked up. ! .