Revival of the Gods

"Seven hundred and twenty years?"

Benyue also showed a cloaked figure, and sneered, "What are you dreaming about?"

"It doesn't count what you said!"

Xiao Hua had an idea, and roared, "This is the Great Sword Realm of Haotian. Even if the ruling is made, there must be a ruling by the zuì Jiao eight-faced stele."

"Wang Shichang~"

Day by day, I didn't even want to shout, "Get out of here!"

Another human figure wearing a cloak landed on the other side of Zhiri. Xiao Hua could clearly see that there was a thunder seal printed on this human figure cloak.

"My lord~"

Wang Shichang respectfully said, "Are you looking for me if you have something to do?"

"You come to tell Xiao Hua~"

He glanced at Wang Shichang day by day, and said, "How many years has he entered the Haotian Great Sword Realm?"

"Wuna Terran~"

Wang Shichang looked at Xiao Hua and said impatiently, "You have been in the Haotian Great Sword Realm for more than 20,000 years, and the wise choice outside is about to end!"

"Damn~"

Xiao Hua cursed in a low voice. He already understood that he had miscalculated the time, or that the literary song only said the remaining thousand years, but did not say how many years, which made Xiao Hua wishful thinking of Haotian’s reincarnation as nine rounds. In fact, there are only seven rounds left in the Haotian Great Sword Realm!

"I hope you lose, Xiao Hua!"

He laughed daily, "It’s not me who defeated you. It’s the gloomy human nature of your human race. Think about it, if there is no disturbance from these human races, why do you need seven rounds? Bar?"

"What is ugly?"

Xiao Hua sneered, "That is the crystallization of the wisdom of my human race, that is Feng Zhuan, Long Zhuan..."

"Shit!"

He yelled every day, "I look at them every day, why can't I see the dragon and the phoenix? It's just your human race being passionate..."

"Keng~"

With the sound of the day, a sword sound inside Li Ying's body exploded first, and Li Ying's voice exclaimed in his flesh and blood: "You...you didn't promise me..."

"I promised you~"

He smiled and groaned daily, "Your essence and blood are with me, isn't it the Megatron Seven Realms?"

"Roar~"

Seeing the daily hands-on, Xue Qian roared, his figure flew upside down, and he raised his hand while flying, and half of the picture scroll came out.

"Boom~"

Above the scroll, the rhyme of the painting vibrated, and at the place where the clouds were surging, a giant peak flew out from the inside.

"Hey~"

He sneered day by day, "But the small mountain peaks, dare to be prestigious? In the words of your human race, can the praying man's arm also block the car?"

"A praying man's arm may not..."

There were a lot of Taiqing gods around Xiao Hua Wujian. Seeing Li Ying approaching, more people flew in. They had long been angry with their eyes breathing fire. If Xiao Hua asked, they would have rushed through and punched. Smash Li Ying into mashed meat.

Today, Xue Qian resisted, and immediately someone shouted, "We two, three, thousands of praying arms will definitely be fine!"

"Boom~"

While talking, another half of the picture scroll flew out, the picture scroll fell in the air, with clouds and autumn rain scattered.

Gong Xing of the White City Alliance said loudly: "Leader Xue, Gong Mou is here to help you!"

"Jiuyi Night Rain Picture?"

Xue Qian said in surprise, "That half of the picture is actually with you?"

"Hey~"

Gong Xing said with a smile, "Since the original poster Xiao can bet with Tai Ajian, why can't you and I? Who can get out alive from Rui's selection? Whose picture belongs to this Jiuyi Night Rain!"

"Good, good, good~"

Xue Qian was also proud, and said loudly, "I have waited for too long to be sheltered by the hostess Xiao, and now it is time for me to challenge Tai Ajian. I am waiting here to gamble, who can go out alive, this Jiuyi Whose picture of Yeyu belongs to!"

"Swipe~"

After all, the two scrolls automatically cooperated in one place, and wisps of clouds gush out from it!

Where the complete picture scroll is unfolded, but there are peaks and mountains standing on top of each other, deep and strange mountains hidden in the night, faint moonlight scattered, there is still rain falling, the night rain falls on the peaks and the earth, and all vitality comes from the soil and rocks. Boom out!

"Don't both of you go out~"

Sword every day smiled grinningly, "Kengkeng~" In the darkness, there were black sword patterns falling all over the sky!

"Boom~"

Xue Qian and Gong Xing flew to both sides of the Jiuyi Night Rain Map, and at the same time urged Wen Li, the scroll shook again. Previously, it was only a mountain peak, but now it is a mountain that rushes into the air like a dragon, and there are countless vines and trees around the mountain. When the stretches are paved, hundreds of Taiqing gods will be protected!

"Keng~"

The sword pattern struck down and was being blocked by Jiuyi. For a time, the sword light was flourishing and the mountains were raging!

"And us!!"

Seeing this, the other Taiqing celestial immortals sacrificed their writing instruments and urged their bodies to rush out!

"Then die together~"

Seeing that many Taiqing Heavenly Immortals are taking action, the Sun-Zhanjian did not dare to neglect, it roared frantically, and the sword was about to rush into the sky.

But before it rushed out, Benyue frowned, looked in another direction and said, "Other Haotian human races are also making trouble~"

"Benyue, don't worry~"

The sword body of the Sun-Sun flickered and instantly turned into eight phantoms, while flying to various places, he said, "But a stick of incense, they all have to be turned into blood!"

Seeing the eight sword shadows tearing through the darkness, countless Taiqing Tianxians desperately resisted the sword patterns, and the world-destroying aura rose like wolf smoke, how could Xiao Hua take into account the disappointment in humanity in his heart? He urged his figure and smiled loudly: "Every day, your opponent is me!"

I didn't know how to turn around to look at Xiao Hua day by day, and said faintly: "You are no longer worthy!"

As the sound of the day fell, "Boom~" Xiao Hua's body glowed like fire. In the flame, the three "Sword Fu" that Xiao Hua had previously understood were also turned into three flying swords, but this flying sword. Glowing in the bright light, it cannot be shaped...

"Damn~"

Xiao Hua sensed the heaviness of the three flying swords and the suppression like a monument. He couldn't help but cursed and looked at Wang Shichang angrily.

Unexpectedly, Wang Shichang didn't seem to know him, so he only said flatly at Zhuri Shi: "My lord, before the time is up, the eight-faced forward is afraid that it will stop the adults!"

"you dare!"

"See if I won't give birth to you!"

Roaring day by day, but as Wang Shichang said, when the shadow of the day fell, a shadow of a stele appeared in the sky above the Taiqing heavenly immortals, blocking the sword of the day!

"Do you want to die?"

Roaring at Wang Shichang every day~www.wuxiaspot.com~He doesn't want to die~"

Xiao Hua raised his eyes to look around Haotian, desperately resisting the sword-patterned Taiqing Tianxians, and said faintly, "I think!"

"you??"

Ji Sun and Ben Yue looked at Xiao Hua and didn't know what Xiao Hua meant.

However, watching Xiao Hua's body flashing violently, both flying swords shouted: "Don't want to escape..."

Just when they blurted out, Xiao Hua suddenly urged the pure one and no miscellaneous technique of the sword-forging secret technique, not only did not escape, but directly flew towards the center of the zuì Jiao Bianyan stele!

"what?"

Zhiri and Benyue threw their sword light into the air, watching Xiao Hua disappear with great puzzlement...

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