Immortal Voices

Shan Haidao's pupil shrank sharply. He had lost the second sword. Then the third sword, which was stronger than the first two swords, had no confidence to take it.

"Emperor Rong, your third sword shot, life will be reduced again." Shanhai Tao reminded.

Emperor Rong is too strong. As soon as the third sword comes out, he can't stop it.

If Rongdi let out water for two more days, that would be best.

The emperor squinted his eyes and said lightly, "Thank you for your attention, the third sword."

The emperor swept around and made a circle in the gesture of the previous sweep. The long sword turned a bend in the void as if drawing a mysterious rune.

Xuan Xuzi, who was sitting in the air, gazed at the eyes: "At both ends of life and death, the ghosts weep."

The wind was blowing, and there seemed to be ghosts crying in the sky.

The magnificent gods suppress the sun, the moon, the stars, the demons, and the ghosts send Fuze Yangshi to protect the world.

Those who do not belong to the French Open are rebellious, and the ghosts and gods come out together to suppress the killing.

The master of the mountain and sea only felt that the invisible power brought by this sword had solidified the whole world, leaving him unable to move at all, as if a rope was wrapped around his neck, and he was out of breath.

The sheltered purple air that touched the dojo quietly dissipated. Under the shroud of sword, whoever disrespected ghosts and gods, and heaven and earth, did not!

With this last sword, most of the disciples at Shanhai Dojo died, and Yun Haifeng was a perfect family apart from the shadow.

Seeing this sword, everyone's heart was cold.

Their monks fought with heaven, and they were rebelling against heaven every moment, how ever had they feared the heavens and the earth, and feared the ghosts and gods.

The threat this sword poses to them is too great, it is a sword technique that should not exist in this world.

The emperor slowly closed his sword, his voice still cold: "The third sword."

With the long sword in his sheath, he said lightly, "Three swords have passed. I'll take this account."

His body turned into nothingness and dissipated in the void.

In addition to the four major events and the two major gates paying attention to this battle, other forces have also attached great importance.

In the Eastern Jin Echo Dojo, Xian Le fluttered down, and the echo master in a seamless robe was expressionless: "The master of the mountains and seas has not grown up for so many years."

Behind her, the dim figure seemed to be wrapped in a purple cloud. The Taoist faintly said, "The immortal dynasty is too powerful, and it is not good for me and other practitioners."

The echo master agreed: "The second sword emperor can no longer appear in the sky."

"The heir chosen by the Emperor is very good now. He is a good seed for alchemy." Suddenly the thought of the elder Wan Wanpai was passed.

The green prince sent the elder too unwilling to be lonely, and the divine thought came over: "This prince is like my green prince."

"Then see if you have the ability to persuade Rongya to enter your ancestors," said the echo master.

He was very clear about what these people were thinking, and no doubt wanted to wait for the sword emperor to fall and then control Rong Guo with the idea of ​​accepting his apprentices.

After this battle, the sword emperor's body was even worse. Rong Ya's time will inevitably advance a lot, and many powerful men are looking at Rong Xian.

Then, the hearts of the ancient wells waved up.

"I read that right, Master Twenty-Four?"

"The merits of his body are looming, and he seems to be a doctor who has done a lot of good things."

"The whole body is warm and peaceful, Mei Yu Tian is calm and has no suffocation. There is no blood flowing out, and Rong Ya has never killed a person."

Rong Xian, who is intertwined with the thoughts in the void, didn't know, and she looked a little embarrassingly at the moment.

I saw a free and easy step now patted the sleeves, as if came to come without a little bit of red dust.

Rong Xian: "..." What a bad thing, she had forgotten this person in Qifeng Town before.

However, Rong Xian is obviously not a confession. Before waiting for Xingshi ’s crimes, she cleared her throat and said falsely: "Mr. Bu has also arrived, but unfortunately you are one step behind, and the thief has been beheaded and killed. . "

She flew into the moonlight, without any loss of heart: "Sir, you can hurry up and down next time, otherwise it would be a pity to miss some big scenes."

Step forward: how could there be such a brazen man!

He was still inquiring about information with other strong people in the Qifeng town tavern. Turning around, he heard that Tai Ya was the first to abolish the Lu family, and killed the monk who came to assassinate her. Qiutanqing.

Bu Jinxian was stunned at that time, wasn't His Royal Highness hiding in the town? How high-profile so everyone knows what she did?

Say ok to wait for his information?

Why did His Highness leave him and turned away.

Waiting for the moment, following the stream and following the trail of Tai Nu Ya to the outside of Li County, there happened that the Tianxian strong man shot the Emperor regardless of the rules, and Emperor Rong was furious and killed the man himself.

The Tianxian strongman was so vulnerable in front of Emperor Rong, but Emperor Rong didn't even reveal his face.

After the Rong Emperor's power dissipated, Bu Jin was keenly aware that several people around him had quietly retreated, and he never mentioned the reward.

They were all afraid of Emperor Rong. The shocking feeling of Emperor Rong after his shot was really powerless to despair.

It was also at this time that they realized that not everyone was too qualified to kill.

To get started, you need to be prepared to lose everything.

When Bujin made Ji Rong break away from the crowd to find Rong Xian with the breath on the sword, Emperor Rong and Shanhai Dojo fought again.

That level is not something he can reach now, but His Royal Highness Yu Youyou here is different.

Bu Jinzhao saw His Royal Highness with a soothing eyebrow, a warm smile, but felt that the incompetent feeling of incomprehension and incomparable incomparability came to mind again.

"Your Highness next time you give up the task, can you say something to the next?" Bu Jinzhao said helplessly.

Rong Xian looked inscrutable: "Mr. Bu's effort to figure out what he wants is a little bit worse."

Bu Jinchao's expression was almost unsustainable. He took a deep breath and was able to flex and stretch out: "I will work harder in the future."

Rong Xian smiled and didn't mind, looking at Qian Jing, thoughtfully.

I do n’t know what happened to your Majesty ’s body.

Once His Majesty falls, Rong Guo loses the asylum of the strong, and it will definitely be turbulent.

Thinking of this, Rong Xian's eyebrows are filled with natural melancholy: "Mr. Bu, what's the matter with your Majesty?"

There is no snoring at this time, and he is not stupid. If he dares to intervene at will in the imperial imperial affairs, it is to death.

Fortunately, Rong Xian just said casually, not to hear anything from his mouth.

Rong Xian lowered his eyes, pretending to be sad: "Hey, there is no one who knows well anymore."

Step forward: Believe my Highness, you do n’t care about your identity, it ’s because your mouth is too owed.

As Bujin thought about the master's restlessness, he couldn't help but pump.

He now had to endure under this Highness, and he must bear it.

Bu Jinzhao couldn't help but sigh to the sky: It's so heavenless that he has no eyes, so why didn't he add to the scourge of two brothers and sisters who inherited the same blood?