Marquis of Grand Xia

In the fairyland, the gods came to an end in the world, and the princes joined forces to fight the gods.

In the final battle, the momentum is soaring, moving the world with yin and yang, shaking Xuanxuan Huang with the vast.

Gray hair and gray eyes, a desperate desperate destiny, abandoning the last concern in the future, becoming a demon, and the combat power climbed to the peak of his life.

The huge gray killing sword wings spread out, a total of twelve wings, like a demon, crazy and shocking.

Aside, behind Pluto, the twelve sin wings covered the sky and the sun appeared, and the terrifying magic power alarmed ancient and modern times.

The two demons joined forces to fight the gods, killing, sin, and the most disgusting existence of human nature, but now it is fighting for the rise and fall of the world, how ironic.

In the front, the gods stand in the sky, and the whole body is surrounded by light, and behind them, the twelve **** wings spread, holy and immaculate, not dusty.

"Today, at your life, mourn hundreds of millions of souls!"

The twelve killing sword wings were shocked, Ning Chen's figure moved, Zhu Xian broke into the sky, and the starlight went out.

boom!

A shocking sword, a gray sword awn ruined the world, cut open the long river, and returned to the ancient battlefield of the early days.

In the turbulent time, the scene of the war of God at the beginning was vaguely visible, and the ghosts of countless gods and demons flickered.

Dream back to the beginning, full of corpses of gods and demons, the battle in this world is like the recurrence of the catastrophe of the beginning.

"kill!"

Abandoning everything, all that is left is the heart of killing, the destiny of gray hair and gray eyes, and the only blood that can be seen by both eyes.

Zhu Xian cut down, a vast, terrifying scene, shocking people.

The **** threw his fist and shook the fairy sword violently, but upon seeing the wreckage of the years, the ghost and ghost shadow collapsed.

The blood scattered everywhere, so dazzling, in the final battle, the final battle between the **** and the demon, victory over life and death, no change.

The god's right arm, bloody, was struck by the sword's intention and was first hit.

Similarly, opposite, Ning Chen's hand holding the sword dripped little blood, burning fiercely with the fierce fighting spirit.

"In a few days, you have grown to such a degree."

Feeling the change of the opponent, the god's face froze, and the Immortal Realm in front of him was different from before.

This killing breath, no distractions, only the purest killing opportunity, no longer feel any hesitation.

boom!

In front of the voice, Ning Chen's figure passed by again, Zhu Xian waved, and it was like a mountain.

The gods and demons are fighting each other, endlessly, and the violent shock waves are swaying. The twelve **** wings behind the gods explode with strong divinity, wanting to suppress the opponent with absolute strength.

"The magic wheel turns to life!"

With pressure added, Ning Chen's gray eyes also erupted with palpable power. In an instant, thousands of miles per week, countless Yinlings appeared, and ten volumes of Heavenly Books were published, reversing Yin and Yang.

Hundreds of millions of ghosts who died in the catastrophe appeared, and their faces were terrible and horrible. Ning Chen drank in his mouth. The gray qi of the whole body diffused, swallowing the qi of billions of yin spirits, and blessed himself.

In an instant, a terrifying shadowy atmosphere swelled with horror and mighty power.

In front of Immortal Realm, the breath of the gods and demons impacted, and the world suddenly split.

Immortal stalemate for a moment, outside the battle, Xia Ziyi's visual battle finally moved.

The king of the summer, his eyes are only dark, and there is no light in the world, and the Pluto will be destroyed.

"drink!"

Behind Xia Zi's clothing, the twelve sin wings spread to the limit, swallowing the endless magic energy between the world and the world, and reappearing the power of Hades.

The madness of the doomsday skyrocketed, and the king moved.

boom!

The magic sword fell off, and the six-foot magic front cut off the deadlocked situation and crossed the **** wings.

The sprayed blood stained the body of the red god, the **** stepped back several steps, and the corners of his mouth were red.

The same as the creation god, Pluto's mighty, unmeasurable, even if the god, you must be afraid of three points.

"Hades, do you think that God will still be restricted by you as it was then!"

The **** snorted coldly, the golden light in his body was blessed, the blessing of the Holy Child, the injury quickly recovered.

Before the fairy land, the three most terrifying existences in the world, beyond the limits of the realm, carrying twelve wings, are powerful and frightening.

"Xianzun, are you conscious?"

Pluto stared at the golden light that was constantly pouring out of the gods, and looked indifferently, "I think, now you should not have any hesitation anymore!"

Knowing his destiny, he nodded, stepped forward, and shouted sternly.

The gray long hair dances wildly, and in the void, three fairy swords come out in response.

The four swords co-existed in the sky, and the ten books of the heavenly book were separated from page to page, and turned into a map to reproduce the prestige of chaos creation.

The gods are chaotic, the sun and the moon travel, and the world is lifeless.

As if foreshadowing the heavenly book, the gods are in chaos, and all living beings are catastrophe.

As the heavenly books are rearranged, the opportunity of the avenue changes accordingly. On the stars, stars begin to appear, and heaven and earth evolve again.

The world is born, the sun and the moon are bright, and there is no chaos!

The heavenly scripture instructions, the rules of the world began to change, and the sun, moon, and stars shining brightly in the sky, illuminating the dark world.

Under the ten volumes of heavenly books, the four swords of Zhuxian are continuously coiled, and the fate is standing still in the middle.

The world changed, and the **** suddenly felt an unprecedented pressure, his eyes stared forward, his face sinking.

It turned out that these ten volumes of heavenly books are the pictures of Zhuxian array.

"Xianzun, do you want to kill your own child?"

Feeling the threat of life, the eyes of the gods were chilling and angered.

"Sword!"

In the void, the destiny speaks, and the whole body's sword intention continues to rise.

Hundreds of millions of sword lights flew from all sides of the world and merged into the Zhuxian Sword Formation, forming a killing array that met the God and killed the Buddha.

Aside, Pluto stepped on, the twelve sin wings shook behind him, and the figure was also empty.

Relentless, insensitive, unintentional, double demons or gray or black eyes, like an abyss, deep and heart-wrenching.

The twelve gray and black wings constantly absorb the evil spirits between heaven and earth, and the power is constantly flowing, which makes the heaven and earth twisted.

"May the newborn world have no killing, no war, no catastrophe."

In the vortex of hundreds of millions of sword qi, destined to move, carrying the power of Zhu Xian, hit the gods in front.

The horrible scene, the Zhuxian sword array formed by hundreds of millions of sword lights, broke through the heavy **** barrier and engulfed the battle.

In the final sword array, the power has already exceeded the limit of the immortal sword. The four swords of Zhuxian collapsed one after another, and together with the ten volumes of heavenly books, all turned into the most primitive killing breath.

"Uh!"

The gods urged the gods to stop, but it was a sword that could not stop the destruction of the world.

The red eyes filled the eyes, and the eyes of the gods and demon were fogged. Between the eyes, the most ordinary sword in Ning Chen's hand penetrated into the body of the god, and a sword slashed the holy child.

"you!"

The **** was shocked and irritated, and he endured a heavy blow, slamming his palm on the former chest.

Zhiming's body flew out, hit the fairy field, and his body was stained with red.

In the front, inside the gods, the holy element concussion, the holy tire fell, the power roared and broke, and it would be out of control.

The **** staggered under his feet, his eyes showing horror.

"God, you are defeated!"

In the voice, the Pluto figure swept to the ground, and the madness of the end was cut directly, and the body of the **** was cut directly.

The body of the **** was hit hard, and in the void, the bridge of the avenue, which symbolized the law of time, appeared, and the painful and dire color appeared on the face of the god, and he accepted the holy element and repaired his body.

The **** who created the world, in the big world, is an immortal body, reversing time and space, and recovering from injury.

"You can't win!"

The wound gradually recovered, and the **** looked at the Pluto in front, angering.

However, the voice of the gods fell, but his expression changed.

I don't know when, when the goddess figure appeared, he embraced the gods' arms and rammed towards the fairyland in front.

boom!

The two flew over, smashing the heavy veins of the fairy mountain, and the god's mouth coughed up blood.

The fairyland, a world completely separated from the big world, is not immortal even though it is a god.

Outside the Immortal Territory, behind the Hades, the Twelve Sin Wings shook, and the figure flew towards the Immortal Territory.

After crashing one mountain after another, the gods are getting more and more injured and constantly struggling, but they are unable to escape the fetters of life.

In the East, in front of the Immortal Hall, a shadow of Qing Yi lay there quietly, with blood stained red shirt on the chest.

Knowing the destiny cuts off the last concern in life, the last moment of life, returns again.

The blazing fire of life and the heaven and earth of the burning fairy land became gray. Ning Chen's gray hair gradually dried up, and his power was almost exhausted.

In the same way, the fire of life in the gods is almost empty, and he has lost contact with the big world and can no longer reverse time.

The moment the two figures stopped, the figure of Pluto swept in front of him, full of demonic turbulence. His eyes looked at the fate after the gods, and the deep eyes flashed for the first time.

"Friend, did you decide?"

Pluto spoke with a heavy expression.

"Do it!"

Ning Chen used the fire of life to help the gods, and his expression was exhausted.

Pluto nodded and said nothing more.

"drink!"

Before the Immortal Hall, the Pluto opened twelve sin wings, the black feathers drifted across the sky, and the madness of the end continued to rise and penetrated into the clouds.

"Xianzun, you!"

When the **** saw this, his face was frightened and he struggled violently.

"You can't escape."

Ning Chen forcibly burned the fire of life in his body, bound heavily, and trapped the gods firmly.

In the void, the madness of the end is more dazzling, and the terrifying magic power has exhausted the life force of Pluto.

At the next moment, but seeing the world, a dark sword light fell, and the edge passed by, and there was nothing in it.

Below, Ning Chen stared at the sword light falling from the sky, and a tired smile appeared on his tired face.

"Friend, thank you!"

The words fell, and the black sword light cut off, swallowing the figure of the two.

In an instant, an extremely terrifying magic power erupted and continued to spread, covering the entire fairyland.

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In the rumbling vibration, the land of Xianyu was almost destroyed, the dust and waves flew, and the mountains fell to the ground.

In the void, Pluto stared down, and his cold eyes could not help but be sad.

Suddenly, Pluto's body shuddered, and he looked into the dust and waves.

But seeing the dusty sky, a figure of plain clothes appeared, step by step, into the distance.

Pluto had just stepped forward, his body shaking again.

wrong.

I saw that the fatalities that came out of the dust wave began to blur, and the body was just the remaining soul.

On the earth, Ning Chen looked at the stars in the sky, and his expression was unprecedentedly peaceful.

Starry sky, starry, so beautiful.

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