Marquis of Grand Xia

Heaven and heaven, destined to fight the saints, the fierce battle, the Jiuzhongtian that fought all shook.

The strongest warrior in the world kills heaven and earth from the world, only to end the endless tragedy of the world.

The sage of Dadao, the strength of the earth and the earth, the ability to change the world with all his hands and throws, plus the immortal characteristics, there are almost no weaknesses.

In order to cut the saints, everyone who listens to the moon enters the fortune-telling book, looking for ways to cut the saints.

The scene of chaotic creation appears, the world of the early days, Pluto cut the road with a sword, leaving the possibility of development for the world of the early days.

The gods of destruction and creation live together with heaven and earth, and they have unusual feelings for this world. For the continuation of the world, they do not hesitate to destroy the bridge that is the same road.

In the battle situation, Feng Yu drifted away, the blood was violent, and the extremely tragic battle became more and more white-hot.

Ning Chen was alive with magic energy and phoenix fire, scorching like a divine sun and dazzling.

In the flames of the sky, the storm waves swept, the water fluctuated, the figure of the sage of the clear water swept, and the body was merged, and the fighting power was violent.

The confrontation between water and fire has been started since the early days of Chaos. Water and fire are not tolerated, and the theorem remains unchanged forever.

"Forcing his bridge of avenues!"

Outside the battlefield, Fan Lianyue's voice came from the book of fortune, reminding him.

Ning Chen heard the words, the sword was full, and the Supreme Prohibited Sword was born.

The sword power that ruins the sky and the earth comes out, the sword will pass, and everything will be destroyed.

Sword supremacy, moving the world with yin and yang, within seven days, all the gods and demon all felt this amazing sword pressure, shocked.

"A strong sword pressure."

In the colorful temple, the golden light saint feels the powerful sword from the east, and looks dignified.

The pressure of the sword reminded him of that man, the amazing king of the sword.

"But in terms of offensive power, this son is no longer lost to the Avenue Saints."

The sage of Bailian said indifferently, "However, the sage of Dadao is not only offensive."

"The will of mankind surpasses the gods, and this seat is more and more interested in him."

There was an indifferent smile on the corner of Jinguang Saint's mouth, said.

"Since the ancient times, has he always wanted to change this world!"

Lord Mo looked at the expectation in front of him, Heizi fell in his hand, and said.

"Unfortunately, he failed."

Sister Bai Lian sneered, "Even I have entered the cycle of reincarnation, no longer."

"Don't he come back?"

The ink master smiled, "Now he has basically recovered his strength and started to touch the realm of the saint."

"In the most glorious period of Immortal Territory, I vaguely felt that his power was clearly able to break through to the world of creation, but I did not know why he had not taken the last step." Jinguang Saint said calmly.

"Maybe it's because I don't want to be such a person as us," Mozhu flashed indifferently, smiling.

In the east, the sword will skyrocket, and the sword of destruction will break out into the sky and cut towards the saint in the road ahead.

The intrepid sword and prestige, even time and space were destroyed, the Qingshui saint saw it, his expression condensed.

"drink!"

With a deep drink, the Qingshui Sage mentioned Shengyuan again, and the storm swept across, and the sword was banned too much.

In the Jingtao, Wan Jian gathered and condensed into one.

Wan Jianhui one, the power multiplied, destroying the power of heaven and earth, is about to kill the saints in front of the road.

The sword was overwhelming, the terrifying offensive was difficult to stop, and the Qingshui saint stepped back half a step, his expression showing shock.

Not dare to carelessly, the sage of Qingshui Shengyuan was raised to the limit, and the bridge of the avenue came out, manifesting between heaven and earth.

With this appearance, the sage of the Qingshui sage rose sharply and reached its peak.

With a bang, the banned swords formed by Wan Jian's congregation collapsed.

But I saw that in the war situation, the phoenix fire spread, the fire waves rolled, and turned into a scene of burning the sea and boiling the sea.

"Nirvana!"

The Phoenix bathes fire and Nirvana is born again. Since the beginning, the Phoenix has never died, but Nirvana time and time again, just like the reincarnation of the world.

Among the burning flames, behind Ning Chen, the huge wings of the phoenix spread very far, covering thousands of miles and thousands of miles, covering the sky and the sun.

Cultivation was pushed to the limit, the pressure of the sword was screaming, and Ning Chen's hand was swaying, and a magnificent sword appeared.

The sword that shocked the world, passed by at a rapid speed, and the power was amazing. Even the saint felt the threat.

The sword light glanced over, the look of the Qingshui saint condensed, and the holy element urged, trying to stop it.

I was shocked to see that Jianguang passed by, and the target was not a saint.

The sage of Shimizu stunned, and his expression suddenly changed.

Not good!

The sage looked back, passing by, trying to intercept the sword of Nirvana who passed by.

However, it was too late.

The phoenix is ​​extremely fast, beyond the limit of time and space, and instantly swept to the bridge of the avenue in the void.

Shocked by the drama, the sword cuts the avenue, condenses a sword of destiny, and slashes the bridge of the avenue.

An amazing scene, the bridge of the avenue that symbolizes the source of water collapsed, and the whole world was shaken.

In the colorful temple, the two saints, Jin Guang and Bai Lian, looked shocked.

Aside, the ink master's hand also paused, his eyes flashing with different colors.

He surprised them again.

At the same time, in the depths of the colorful temple, the closed dark master opened his eyes, and the whole body was covered with black air, and his face was dark.

He even chased here!

In the Eastern world, the sword of Nirvana cuts the avenue, the road and bridge collapse, and they defy their masters.

The sage of Shimizu trembles violently, showing fear.

"Yang Wangsan was sentenced to reincarnate hell!"

At the end of the battle, King Yan took his orders, Ning Chen's Zhu Xian showed fierce prestige, and the sword opened Huangquan Road.

Hell is here, ghosts are everywhere, and the world of the Avenue changes suddenly.

Incarnation of Shura, Ning Chen's breath was surging, and his eyes were black instantaneously.

The bridge of the avenue collapsed, the battle situation turned down sharply, and in Hell, the shadows passed by, and the murderous opportunities spread.

The sage of Shimizu squeezed the holy force that was scattered all over his body and looked back to block the fierce sword.

boom!

With a devastating blow, the two of them surrounded themselves, and the aftermath swept frantically, destroying everything along the way.

"Sage, how are you feeling defeated by the ants in your eyes!"

As usual, Ning Chen brandished his sword and sealed his throat with a sword.

The splattered blood misted the sky, and the eyes of the sage of Shimizu shrank, and he could see nothing more.

Behind the saint, the collapsed bridge of the avenue keeps falling, and the rule of the avenue that is the same as heaven and earth is completely destroyed.

At this time, outside the battlefield, the celestial anthropology was full of glory, and the bridge of the collapsed road was fixed.

A moment's time, Ning Chen's figure flashed over and swept in front of the bridge of the avenue.

"drink!"

With a deep drink, Ning Chen was surrounded by immortals, the power of the cold was pervading, devastating the bridge of the avenue ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ at the back, Fan Lingyue in a light blue dress walked, looking at the front Knowing his fate, he said, "How?"

"Strong."

Ning Chen calmly said, "After all, he is underestimating the enemy. Once again, it will not be so smooth."

"smoothly?"

Fan Lingyue glanced at the man covered with blood in front of him, calmly said, "You should recover as soon as possible."

"Ok."

Ning Chen nodded, and the whole body revived, and began to heal.

Not far away, Lime approached and said calmly, "Is there really forty-six saints of this level?"

"I don't know yet."

Fan Lingyue looked into the distance and stared, "I hope that is not the case."

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