Supreme Uprising

Among the high voids, the Lord of Heaven and the Lord of God, the Lord of God, stood above the void and quietly watched the battle between the Lords.

In front of people, although the two supreme beings did not show up, in fact, they are still very concerned about this fight.

The Lord Luo Zun was forced by two people and Luo Yunyang to come to this matchless star, the grievances in the heart can be imagined. But in this matter, two people have no other choice.

If Luo Yunyang is allowed to kill, although they can retaliate against the Terran, the Asian Protoss will eventually disappear with the Terran and disappear throughout the Alliance.

Such a terrible loss, they are unbearable, so in the end, they decide who will cause it, and who will bear it.

The crazy scene from the Lord Luo Zun, the two people raised a feeling of uncomfortable feelings.

However, they have been vomiting blood in the Lord Luo, especially when they spit out more than 30 mouths, they realized that something was wrong.

What is this idea?

Although the Lord of God and the Lord of Heaven and the Lord of God are very familiar with the Lord, the two men are equally confused. What is he doing?

"Don't you think that the face lost by my Asian Protoss is not enough. Do you want to use this way to make us even more humiliating?" God Luo Zun's words are filled with deep dissatisfaction.

For the Lord Rodriguez, this decision that made the Lord’s lord scornful is made by him. Now, the Lord’s lord is doing this, that is, a blatant protest against his decision, no, no, no protest, Clearly revenge!

Although there is such a thought in the heart of the Lord of the Lord, but in order not to further deteriorate the relationship between the Lord of the Lord and the Lord, he still whispered softly: "I don't think this possibility is very big."

"The Lord is absolutely not such a person."

Just when two people were talking about it, the sword of the Lord’s Lord came to let the two people wake up at the same time. They looked at the void, and they were dark and inky, and they were flying toward the sword. changed.

Forty-nine thousand thousand swords!

A total of 490,000 swords and shadows, from all directions, from heaven and earth, from the cosmic Liuhe to the Lord Luo Zun.

These swords are extremely scattered, and they seem to give people a feeling of incomparable thinness, but at the moment they appear, the world around them, and the various laws of origin that run through the whole world, almost madly retreat.

"It is the sword of the gods!" The **** lotus master who also watched the battle in the distance, flashed a bit of excitement in his voice.

For this sword, there is always an idea in his heart that he wants to possess. It is a pity that this sword has been scattered between the heavens and the earth, and it is difficult to gather at all.

In the end, the blood lotus master gave up the idea of ​​getting the sword of the gods after repeated failures, but did not expect that the sword of the gods was summoned so strangely by the Lord.

A stock shrouded the magic of the heavens, and made the blood lotus Lord both excited and scared. He looked at the handle that had gathered in the hands of the Lord, and seemed to have a long sword with infinite magic, not sighing with emotion. Dao: "It seems that the legendary things are not groundless, they are all true!"

When Luo Yunyang saw the sword of the gods, he flashed a dignity in his eyes. Although he did not know the sword of the gods, but from the moment the sword flew, he felt that his body was under tremendous pressure.

Other things are not in his body, the power that has been working freely, and under the pressure of this strange sacred sword, there is an inexplicable sense of oppression. What makes Luo Yunyang feel bad is that when the sacred magic sword points to himself, he actually feels that he is a dead end no matter where he retreats!

This feeling is very bad.

The Lord Luo Zun took the magic sword, and at this moment he felt that he was extremely powerful. As a lord, he had the ability to control the entire space of the universe, but at this time he held the sword of the gods, he felt what is really powerful.

With the power of the sacred sword, he felt as if he had touched another world.

However, he has not waited for him to enlighten the world, and he has rushed from his body to the crazy sword of the gods.

"Death!" I thought of this fear that could kill the magic sword of the gods, and the sword of the Lord was swept toward Luo Yunyang.

The longer the blasphemy is delayed, the more damage it will cause to him, so he must never be delayed.

This sword, coming from the trend, at the moment when this sword came, Luo Yunyang felt a huge fear to strike himself.

He has a lot of means, among them, He Gaofei, the purple crane Tianzun, let Luo Yunyang escape the power of the twelve nobles.

But now, Luo Yunyang's moment of exerting He Gaofei, he found that the distance between himself and the sword of the gods did not open at all.

That is, the moment of hard work, the black light of the sword, has already rushed to the front of Luo Yunyang, in the face of this Jianguang moment, Luo Yunyang suddenly punches.

He has no other choice. At this time, he only has a punch!

The gathering of all the powers, the reincarnation of the hand madly toward the sacred magic sword ushered up, the reincarnation is the secret technique that Luo Yunyang became after the reincarnation of the gods, it can be said that it is not much worse than the martial arts.

It can even be said that the reincarnation is more powerful than the martial arts.

However, when Luo Yunyang’s reincarnation and the sacred magic sword collided in the void, the black light on the sword of the gods had already cut the majestic force formed by the reincarnation into two segments.

This kind of cutting, just like the avenue, should be so general.

Under this kind of sword light, which is like the supreme law, Luo Yunyang’s attack is very thin and weak, just like the arm of the car...

On the satellite of the battle, the eyes of the Dahai Saints flashed a touch of joy. Although he has already seen the body that has become like a ghost, the heart is still ecstatic.

The price that the Lord has given is not small, but it is a matter of the Lord, what is it with him? As long as the Lord Luo Zongzhuo used Luo Shenyang to kill Luo Yunyang, then the reputation of the entire Asian Protoss will be improved.

Within the Alliance of Gods, those who see the subordinates of the Protoss and even want to compete with the Asian Protoss will once again be shivered by the prestige of the Asian Protoss.

This is a good thing for the Asian Protoss.

The Terran watchers, their faces have changed at this time, they have a good position, and there is more help from the virtual world, so at this time the scene of the war, they see clearly, Luo Yunyang's crisis, they are more empathetic.

When Luo Donger looked at the black ink, he felt that his whole person had been poked by something.

She refused to talk, but stared at the sword tightly, hoping that her beloved brother could create a miracle for herself.

Compared with Luo Donger, Yunxiao seems to be more nervous. Her inductive power far exceeds her cultivation, so when this sword is thrown out, there is a bad feeling in her heart.

This feeling makes her extremely uneasy.

When the feeling became more and more intense, the black ink sword finally came close to Luo Yunyang.

"Don't!" Yunxiao and Luo Donger almost open at the same time, but their shouting has no use for the rules between heaven and earth.

The warriors who came to watch the war were stunned. They didn't know how to describe their mood at this time.

Why is this happening? They came to watch this time, what is it for, not to see the victory of their own race?

But now, what they see is Luo Yunyang’s crisis, which is the possibility that the Terran is likely to fall into the infinite abyss.

They are extremely nervous, because Luo Yunyang is concerned with the lives of all of them. Without the human race of Luo Yunyang, there is no ability to fight with other ethnic groups, let alone the Asian Protoss.

Without Luo Yunyang's sitting, the Asian Protoss will never let go of the Terran.

Just when their faces were eclipsed, the dark, ink-like sword light was already on the body of Luo Yunyang!

In an instant, Luo Yunyang was full of heroic body, and was directly smashed into two paragraphs by the sword of the horror.

"How is it possible?" There is a fear in the voice of a young warrior. He is a saint of a family. This time, it is mainly a long-sighted experience.

He has a judgment on this fight, or that their entire ethnic group has a fight against this fight, that is, Luo Yunyang has completely abused the Lord.

However, the current situation is that Luo Zun’s sword has opened the body of Luo Yunyang.

"Don't be afraid, for the Lord, even if their bodies are destroyed, they will not die!" Someone whispered comfortably to the young warrior: "Continue to watch!"

The young warrior nodded, and at this time he thought of a sentence in his heart, a word that has been circulating in his own family for many years.

Nothing can be given up until the last minute. Now the Lord, the Lord, has interpreted this sentence very well with action.

The black light of a stock was quickly shrouded in Luo Yunyang’s body that had been broken into two pieces. Between the black light flashing, Luo Yunyang’s face became extremely fearful. He seemed to be free from anything, but he could not make it.

"Don't think about it, he is dead, and it is the sword of the gods, even if it is God, there is only one dead road under this magic sword, let alone Luo Yunyang is only a respectable master."

Nowhere goes slowly, his eyes look at Yunxiao and Luo Donger, like a monster, greedily staring at the food that he can swallow at any time.

In his eyes, flashing is a kind of ambiguity, a kind of violent, and a pleasure.

A smile that removes your biggest opponent and enjoys it.

Although it is not his moving hand, in the eyes of the unbelievers, there is no difference. After all, Luo Yunyang is dead.

I die in my own design, and I believe that many people like it.

"Ha ha ha!" A shout of screaming like a ghost, crying, and screaming in the mouth of the Lord, the voice, shocked for nine days.

In this laughter, Luo Yunyang's body, in the void, turned into a broken powder!