Legend of the Cultivation God

How does Xiao Hua’s attack stop here?

The Son of Heaven has just been revealed, and the fire arm that enters the magic is immediately inside, and the flame of two colors burns the space around the Son of Heaven.

The Son of Heaven can no longer float calmly in the same place. The whole body of the sword flutters, and the blade is slightly stroked upwards, but see a gray trace of several dozens of lengths flashing in the air, and the end of the gray trace of the sword light Crossed, and instantly stabbed toward the fire arm!

"Boom..." The Son of Heaven was moved, and the light column of the repressed sword collapsed. The shadow of the emperor's sword on the sword was slightly shaken, and some of them collapsed.

Xin Xin saw this, his face showed ecstasy, he did not hesitate to wave the golden scorpion in his hand, a star of the golden color of the star river rushed out from the golden scorpion, and plunged directly into the shadow of the Son of Heaven.

"Oh..." A burst of Jin Ge Tie Ma’s voice was born out of the shadows and the Milky Way. It’s like thousands of soldiers and horses fighting in the middle, just the white horse’s slogan, and the recalcitrant Tianzi sword flashes. After a few disappearances, "嗡..." The golden sword that has been suppressed suddenly screams, and the sword is long. The sword of the golden sword is only a glimpse of the gloom, and the rapid retreat. The image of the old man seen on the giant sword flashed a few times and slowly disappeared. There is only one flying sword under the golden quintessence of Jin Jin!

Xin Xin had a bleak face and whispered a low voice. Unfortunately, the flying sword was cold and did not hear any response.

Xin Xin did not dare to neglect, he took a hand and wanted to hold the flying sword in his hand. However, the flying sword screamed and the sword light flashed, and he slammed into Xin Xin’s arm. Xin Xin sees the crisis, does not evade, "hey..." The blood flashed, the flying sword broke into the flesh and blood, and the weird thing was that the blood was just stained with the flying sword, and the flying sword stopped immediately. In the hands of Xin Xin.

There is nothing happy on Xin Xin’s face. Carefully hold the flying sword and look up into the air.

At this time, the space under the fire arm was easily opened by the sword of the emperor. The sword of the son sword had already penetrated into the arm of the fire, and the arrogant fire arm was crossed by the sword of the emperor. It's easy to turn into two paragraphs!

"Oh..." The unspeakable pain came from the heart of Xiao Hua, and he watched as the broken arm turned into a blackened group. In the air, the smoke disappeared, and the broken arm of the body suddenly rolled black. The golden sword light in front of the black inflammation flashed like lightning, and the broken arm could not be reborn.

"Brush..." The Son of Heaven is raised again, and a gray sword mark is born. This time the goal of the Son of Heaven is actually the head of Xiao Hua!

"The son..." Xin Xin was shocked in the distance. I hurriedly shouted, but unfortunately she was far away after all, not only the voice could not be delivered, but the worry of that cavity also became empty.

Xin Xin raised his hand and looked at the golden plaque in his hand. He bit his teeth and poked the golden scorpion into his heart. "Oh..." The golden scorpion immediately turned into a blood color, flying out of Xin Xin's hand, faster than the meteor, passing a blood mark in the air, straight to the Son of Heaven!

The sword of the emperor is out, and the Kyushu is surrendered. This sword is to collapse the space in front of Xiao Hua. In the blink of an eye, it is the eyebrow of Xiao Hua!

"Out..." Xiao Hua's figure is flashing. In a hurry, he waved his hand, screamed and screamed, and greeted the Son of Heaven. "Swipe..." There was no suspense at all. The seal of the sea was only blocking the sword of the emperor, and it was immediately turned into two. Half, the roaring Panlong was also neatly smashed into two from start to finish!

At this time, Xiao Hua’s eyes are inevitable. Seeing that the Son of Heaven will squat from his forehead, "Hey..." A **** light, Jin Yu appeared at the end of the sword of the Son of Heaven, "Boom..." is another loud noise. Jin Hao hit the sword of the emperor, but unfortunately, although Jin Hao is very powerful, after all, it is a smashing car. On that day, the sword was only shaken, and the golden cymbal was bombed. The sword that can open the sky is still falling...

"The son..." Xin Xin’s heart was so painful that the joy of saving the shackles had not been tasted, and it was necessary to take another bitter fruit.

Just when Xin Xin was crying, suddenly, the place where the top of the head disappeared gave birth to a splendid one. The invisible Yuan Ying didn’t know when it came out from the top door of Xiao Hua, and Yuan Ying’s two small hands swayed. Hey, the mirrors of the pieces appeared, and the mirrors of the roads were blocked in front of the Son of Heaven.

"Oh..." The sound of countless sounds rang in the air. These mirrors were born in front of the Son of Heaven, but these mirrors were constantly shattered by the Son of Heaven.

Seeing that Yuan Ying’s method of controlling the ice mirror is effective, Xiao Hua really has a kind of joy in his life. He took advantage of this opportunity to evade, and then Yuan Ying once again waved his hand, “brushing...” several lights Born from the mirrors around, and in front of Xiao Hua, a huge Kunlun mirror appeared.

"Boom..." The Son of Heaven slammed again, and the entire Kunlun mirror shattered and turned into hundreds of millions of pieces, but these pieces all flashed the residual brilliance. These brilliances shined before the Son of Heaven, and the whole space was grayed out. The color, the cracks in the space of the road are born!

"Out ~" is a slap, Yuan Ying is very indifferent, once again hand smashed, dozens of Guanghua regeneration, just around the space crack, four Kunlun mirrors appear at the same time, flashing mirror light will be around the Son of Heaven It is forbidden! The Son of Heaven is like a mad horse, and finally he has not gone to the road here.

At this time, four huge fire arms were extended from the four Kunlun mirrors at the same time. In the same way as the previous Tianzi swords, they were captured in four directions.

The Son of Heaven sword, a fire arm in front of the head shook a little, as if it was a virtual shadow of the mirror, and did not break! Immediately, the Son of Heaven was rushing toward the fire arm next to it...

Surprisingly, the Son of Heaven has smashed four fire arms. These four firearms are nothing but nothing. No one has been cut off, and the swordsman of the Son of Heaven has just flashed from the last firearm. A firearm is as fast as a flashing grip on the hilt of the Son of Heaven!

"Oh..." The Son of Heaven is another roar, and the blade of the sword is shaking rapidly, as if it is going to come out of the fire arm.

"Oh..." countless fires and black inflammation poured out from the arms of the fire, completely covering the hilt of the sword of the emperor, and the heart-shaped heart of the fist also infused with black inflammation and fire, becoming red, yellow and black. !

"Brush..." The arms of the fire were a little trembling. The Kunlun mirrors once again gave birth to a powerful brilliance. The life-stricken shackles the sword of the emperor. After a meal, the day was completely rested!

"Ha ha ha..." Xiao Hua laughed loudly and shook the sky, and the four Kunlun mirrors were instantly turned into broken fires. With Xiao Hua's hand, the Son of Heaven flashed Guanghua to the sky, and sang in the mouth, "My Optimus Sword, the world is in my chest, the chest is full of five elements, and the dynasty is dynasty."

"Congratulations to the son, He Xigongzi!" Xin Xin's face holding Feijian in his arms was flushed, and some weak flies up, facing the tall and incomparable Xiao Hua Fa Gong.

Xiao Hua smiled slightly, his body shape slowly narrowed down, and he waited for the usual size. He smiled and said: "With the joy, the same joy, the flying sword, the sword, all are worth the wish."

"The son of the gods is vast, far from being able to compare!" Xin Xin's eyes with an admiration, hurriedly replied, "If this time, if there is a son, you can save the family, that is, the body of the body must be Stay in the saints river."

Speaking of this, Xiao Hua looked at the flying sword in Xin Xin's arms and said: "Xin Xin, how is your family treated? Do you know if Xiaosheng can help?"

Referring to his own embarrassment, Xin Xin’s face gave birth to a trace of anxiety, and faintly said: "Although the son of the son is used to the sky, but the old man has used the mystery of my family under the suppression of the Son of Heaven, with the previous body. Say, you need a large-scale master who has a rustic dynasty, and you can wake up from the side by the side..."

"But..." Xiao Hua hurriedly said, "You are not guilty of the Xin family, and now bring the flying sword back. Isn't it a self-investment?"

Xin Xin sees Xiao Hua caring about himself, grinning and laughing: "The son is rest assured! This is the world of bliss, far from the mainland of Tibet. It is a lot of friends in the world of bliss, looking for one or two rustic dynasties. The master can't be difficult!"

"Oh, that's good, then it's good!" Xiao Hua said, very happy smile, "Xiaosheng will be relieved."

Speaking of this, Xin Xin looked at the mirror on the left, and asked him: "The son has already surrendered this sword, how can he go out from here? How can the body and the son return to the saints?"

"Hey, this is easy!" Xiao Hua waved his hand in the air, and an unpretentious Kunlun mirror appeared in his hands.

Xin Xin was shocked. "The son, you... How did you conquer this Kunlun mirror? How do you see it?"

"Oh, chances are coincident!" Xiao Hua smiled. "There was a magic weapon before Xiaosheng. It was a fragment of Kunlun Mirror. When I entered here, it was incorporated by Kunlun Mirror, because the magic weapon has been refining, Nowadays, the little students are less motivated, and this real Kunlun mirror can be used by niche!"

"The son is a great man!" Xin Xin sincerely admired, once again praised.

Xiao Hua raised the Kunlun mirror, and a breath of smoldering on it, but seeing a green glory on the mirror of Kunlun is falling in the air. Xin Xin’s eyes appeared in a clear passage. Xiao Hua received the Kunlun mirror and smiled. Road: "Go, Xiaosheng will send you out!"

"Yes, there is a son!" Xin Xin responded, his face flew out of the red, slightly hesitated to send the soft to the past, holding Xiao Hua's hand, with Xiao Hua stepping into the channel.

The passage seemed to be extremely short, and the warmth above Xin Xin was not warmed into Xiao Hua’s heart. A cool breeze blew in front of him, and a mist of water came to the surface. The two had already arrived at the saints.