Immortal Mortal

Mo Wuzhi sneered in the heart, he was really not afraid at the beginning of a big Luoxian. What is the use of repairing higher than him? To be stronger than him. This purple robe juvenile **** is indeed tyrannical, but Mo Wuji does not think that he is stronger than himself. He dared to stand here to stop the other side, that is, not afraid of the other party is Da Luoxian.

After he advanced to Da Yixian, he really wanted to find a big Luoxian to try the knife. This purple robe is right. If it weren't for his nature, the three people who had just stopped himself had left. No matter what, he didn't want to be tired of the three lives of his own for the sake of his own. This is not his principle.

"Leave the shuttle, remove one arm and roll it." The purple robe said coldly.

The murder in his eyes made Mo Wuji very clear, even if he did according to the purple robe juvenile, the other party would not let him roll.

Mo Wuji was too lazy to say this time, one hand, a long knife to sacrifice, and a knife and a knife rolled out.

Sooner or later, why not stop talking?

The knives burst out and turned into fine sands. These fine sands quickly became a desert.

Seeing Mo Wuji's knife smashed out, the purple robe teenager's eyes glimpse, just Mo Wuji's knife, he knows that the strength of the other side is far from being comparable to the three people.

This knife brought out a desert, the disappearance of the Xiqiao Sea at the foot of the disappearance, and some only the indiscriminate killing.

Every sandstone in the desert is full of murderous, these murderous condensed together.

The purple robe juveniles are dignified, and the whole body is tumbling. The area of ​​Da Luoxian is like a wave, and the waves are waved to Mo Wu.

Followed by him, he also grabbed a long knife, and the long knife shook into a thousand glazed brilliance to cover the unscrupulous desert.

The unscrupulous knives and magical powers are indeed powerful. In the eyes of the purple robes, the unscrupulous repairs should not be as high as him. As long as he is not high, his field can be crushed. His glass knife will tell Mo Wuzhi what is the real knife.

"Boom!" The fields of the two men huddled together. The wave of the purple robe boy encountered not the high embankment dam, but a vortex like a black hole. No matter how high the waves in his field are, and no matter how many layers of waves in his field, the waves in these fields are all swept away by the whirlpool of Mo Wuji.

The purple robe youth sinks in the heart, only the field is colliding, he will understand. The unscrupulous strength is definitely not under him. If you add a few others, he is actually at a disadvantage today.

At this moment, the field is suppressed, and he can only rely on his own knife and hard to resist.

The purple robe juvenile must not be able to avoid Da Luoxian. A monk who is not able to repair Da Luoxian can actually resist himself. If it is passed out, will he still have to be shameless?

"Booming and banging!" The glazed glaze of the glass knives and the indiscriminate killing of the desert once again collided together. The murderousness in the desert was broken, and the desert was more and more extended. In the same way, the glory of the thousands of glaze disappeared.

"Glass kills!" Purple robe teenagers face murderous, even if his field and the first match did not occupy a slight advantage, he still does not retreat, but instead rushed to Mo Wuji.

A dazzling killing knife appeared in the sky above the sea, with a unique scent and knife in the dazzling light. At this moment, no matter whether it is the unscrupulous mind or the unscrupulous gaze, it is blocked by this dazzling knives. He can't perceive everything around him.

The three people who watched the battle in the distance even fell into this beautiful and dazzling light. They had never seen such a beautiful light. No, they should have never seen such a beautiful knife light, just like the most beautiful glass.

When they reflect, this is not a glaze, but when the glaze is killed, their eyes and gods can no longer see anything.

Mo Wuji is not them. When he is invisible, he simply closes his eyes. At this moment, he does not even open his eyes. Even if he knows that the spiritual eye is open, he can see everything in front of him, but for Mo Wuji, he does not need it.

The long gray knife in his hand broke out for the second time, and he realized the second knife, the long river!

When he was fighting against the Jinyi people, his second knife was not displayed. Now he is not the original. He is a real master of the Great Bingxian. One of the great emperors who opened up the veins of cultivation.

Under the glass knives of the purple robes, the unscrupulous desert finally broke down completely, but at the same time, a galaxy of the galactic greeted the glass knives of the purple robes.

The flow is three thousand feet straight down, and it is suspected that the Milky Way falls for nine days!

At this moment, the long river of Mo Wuji is the Milky Way that has fallen from nine days. This galaxy is like a sky, and the dazzling glass knives are directly swallowed up.

Beautiful, tragic, embarrassed, and a bit arrogant...

This is Mo Wuji's first real show of the long river, but the long river gave him the shock, ten times more than his previous expectations.

His knife is only to understand the fur of the Changhe River. The fur of a fur is so grand and powerful. If he completely understands the Changhe River, even if he is a fairy king, he now dares to fight hard.

Perhaps at that time, the illusion was that this illusion made Mo Wuji ambition, and there was an imposing manner and mind.

If I said before, he just thought that the purple robe was only repaired higher than him, and his strength would not be stronger than him. Now, Mo Wuji has enough confidence to defeat the Zipao teenager. No matter whether this kind of confidence and his strength are matched, Mo Wuji’s feeling at this moment has reached an extreme.

"Oh!" It is clear that the momentum of the knife is banged together, but it makes a sound of gold and iron symphony that almost tears the space.

Despite the solid space, there will be no cracks in the fight between the two. The three people who watched the battle in the distance still felt the fierce vibration of the surrounding space.

"Hey!" A vaguely fading blood blasted, and the purple robe juvenile felt that his glass knives had melted away in an instant, and then an extreme emptiness felt, and his eyebrows were slightly cold, and he followed the crazy retreat.

Mo Wuji is equally uncomfortable. His long river is obviously higher than the other's glass to kill a few grades. But because of his lack of cultivation, the understanding of Changhe is still initial. In this collision, he has a powerful ability. The feeling of showing out.

Changhe Mingming still has spare capacity, but it can not cause fatal damage to the other party.

Not only that, his hand is still shaking slightly at this time. It is impossible for him to continue to use the third knife to set off the sun.

Mo Wuji took a deep breath, and he was sure that if he could continue to display the sunset, the purple robe boy could not go away anyway and would fall directly under him. No, there is no need to display the setting sun. As long as his long river can be fully displayed, the knife just did not make a blood mark in the eyebrows of the purple robe, but directly split the other party into two halves.

"You are very strong, but do you know who I am?" The purple robe teenager put away his arrogance, and his **** traces of his eyebrows disappeared.

He knows that even if he is not as good as him, he can't leave nothing. Don't say that you are left unscrupulous, that is, it is unlikely that you will be defeated. The shallow blood mark of the eyebrow just now illustrates the problem. The young man’s knife is much stronger than him. If he is not as good as himself, then he is going to escape today.

Mo Wuji smiled a little, did not pay attention to the purple robe teenager in front of him, but looked down at the gray long knife in his hand.

To be honest, his knife is a little behind. He did not have an absolute advantage just now, and it has something to do with the knife in his hand. His knife, the level is too low compared to his supernatural power.

"How have you left three of you?" Mo Wuji noticed the three people watching.

The bearded middle-aged man hurried forward and gave a gift to Mo Wuji. "Friends shot for the three of us. If we leave like this, where can we count? Even if we are not, we have to Leave after the friend leaves."

Ming knows that he is not the opponent of this purple robe teenager, but also said such a thing, but let Mo Wuji have a different look.

Seeing that there is no jealousy, I am too lazy to ignore myself. The purple robe is in a state of anger, but he does not fear him at all. He has to suppress his inner anger and say, "This fairy Wanping, from the Zero Tianxian Dahao Xianmen. Friends, are you sure you want to be right with my Dahaoxianmen?"

Mo Wuji did not listen to Dahao Xianmen. Fortunately, when he heard Dahaoxianmen, his heart suddenly murdered.

Dahaoxianmen’s worship of Chichitian was killed by him. When he was in the immortality of the immortal Danji Dao Dao, he was chased by Wan Fan and almost fell into the other’s hands. Or, if he didn't have a shuttle and a bit of skill, he was killed by Wan Fan.

What about Dahaoxianmen? If you want to kill him, then you have to pay it back.

"Friends, the elders of Dahaoxianmen, Jin Yusheng, are the strongest of the late Emperor's Emperor~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and the lord of Dahaoxianmen, Wan Fan, is the uncle of Wanping. I heard that it is a perfection. The strong man who entered the Emperor of the Emperor." The bearded middle-aged man quickly passed the voice to Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji stared at Wanping, and said that he was really looking for death. Today, he must kill this guy anyway.

Thinking of this, he said to the middle-aged man with a beard and a beard. "When I am going to do it, the three of you will follow me to help me drag this guy. Of course, if you dare not offend Dahaoxianmen, Please let me know, I will stay here alone."

The middle-aged man with a beard was laughing. "Don't say that the friend is left for the three of us. Even if it isn't, the person who dealt with the Dahao Xianmen, what is the fear of me? Tung Nian, Ji Cai, Go together!"

After he said that he did not wait for Mo Wuji, first rushed to Wanping.

Mo Wuzhi is more appreciative, this guy is not only smart but decisive. Obviously he knew that he was going to kill and slay, and he simply rushed ahead. Mo Wuji, who is about to kill Wanping, will not let the three people die. He crossed the distance of the space directly, and it is a knife.

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