Supreme Uprising

"Boom!"

The **** mine, which implied the power of destruction, was madly broken around Luo Yunyang, but although these gods seemed to be close to Luo Yunyang, they could not cause any harm to Luo Yunyang.

Close to the horizon!

The attack of Shenlei, although it seems to be only a distance away from Luo Yunyang, but these roaring gods, it is difficult to cause damage to Luo Yunyang.

This is the power of the world.

Although Shen Lei could not attack Luo Yunyang's body, it also gave Luo Yunyang tremendous pressure. His body, which was wrapped in the golden bells of the sacred Tianzhong method and Xuanhuang, was born with a crack.

Luo Yunyang felt that his body seemed to be a ball that was suppressed by infinite force and could collapse at any time.

Persist, persist, and persist!

Luo Yunyang can feel that the madness that is mad at him and implies the power of infinite destruction is not something he can bear.

If it is not the rule of the world, just this **** of thunder is enough to make you die without a place to die.

So now, in any case, he has to insist on the sword of this world.

The Yuanzun of the Xuanming family saw that they had hundreds of gods and thunders, but they did not smash the sword of Luo Yunyang, and they flashed a sternness in their eyes.

At this moment, if you can't defeat Luo Yunyang's defense, then his painstaking efforts will be abandoned.

Now that he has been ignoring his identity, I am afraid that in a few hundred moments, he will be under siege by the great people of the Terran.

Although he does not fall into the territory of this Terran, if you want to escape, you have to pay a cruel price.

"Wind, thunder, broken!"

Three sounds like the sound of the ancient gods, a giant axe wrapped in blue and purple, flew out from the head of the Xuan Ming family, the power of the infinite wind and thunder, like two long dragons Luo Yunyang slammed down.

This blow is as powerful as the world.

Under the axe, there is a sense of being forced to break. Luo Yunyang looked at the huge axe that was falling wildly, and a strong hunch was raised in his heart.

Although this giant axe is far worse in quality than the ancient clock fragments and half of the heart that it has acquired, they should be almost one quality.

That sword thirteen self-contained law world, it is difficult to stop the attack of this giant axe, and once the giant axe appears on his side, I am afraid that I can leave all the soul, it is already good!

Between the thoughts, Luo Yunyang's eyes flashed, in addition to maintaining the swordsmanship of the world, Luo Yunyang's mind, is a quick thinking about countermeasures.

However, although there are infinite thoughts in his mind, these thoughts have no effect, and the swordsmanship that is within the limits of the world is still collapsing.

"This is the ancient killing of the treasure, this implies the power to break the law. Even when I am in full bloom, when I encounter this kind of thing, I only have to escape. Now, you are ready, we are only fighting for a battle now. !! In the voice of Wanliu Yuanzun, with a hint of excitement.

Nothing wrong, it is an excitement, an excitement that will encounter good talents!

At this time, Luo Yunyang did not think about the mind of Wanliu Yuanzun. What he is asking for now is only to live.

"瀚玻元尊, you are looking for death!" Baihe Yuanzun at the moment when the huge axe of the wind and thunder appeared in the void, finally recognized the origin of the Xuan Ming family.

His voice is filled with infinite anger. Compared with that anger, his heart is more intense is a worry.

A worry from the bottom of my heart!

Luo Yunyang has already made the sword thirteen. It can be said that this is his limit. Under this limit, can he withstand the huge axe that implies the wind and thunder?

This is the ancient killing of the treasure.

The old man who had blocked the white crane Yuanzun was also full of anxious colors. Although he just hated Luo Yunyang's death, but now, Luo Yunyang must not die in the hands of the Xuan Ming family.

However, although his speed is fast, he does not exceed the Baihe Yuanzun, and naturally he is unable to stop the crazy wind and thunder.

"boom!"

Like the power of a catastrophe, the madness hits the sword of the world, and the power of violent anger makes Luo Yunyang have a feeling that his whole person must be ruthlessly torn into powder.

This power has transcended the power of chaos in the universe.

At this moment, a black column of ink, madly poured into the body of Luo Yunyang, in this column of light, more implied a strip of godlike like a dragon.

These gods make people feel fear from their hearts.

Luo Yunyang has no choice. In addition to madly guiding these energies into the sword of the 13th sword, he has tried his best to stabilize his body and let his body not collapse.

The mixed day clock practice was carried out by Luo Yunyang to the extreme. Not only the power of Luo Yunyang's body, but also the power of Wanliu Yuanzong into Luo Yunyang's body, was also madly included by Luo Yunyang into the five-fold mixed yuan.

The golden pagoda formed by the power of blood has begun to form a **** pattern, which is engraved on the bronze clock, and the black lines that belong to Wanliu Yuanzun make the day clock more stable.

"Dangdang!"

The wind thunder broke the bombardment. Every time, Luo Yunyang felt like a giant hammer hitting himself. He felt that he was like a sword embryo bombarded with heavy hammers, and was bombarded with a sledgehammer with a huge force.

Once, twice, three times...

At the beginning, Luo Yunyang was able to quickly understand the changes in the power of the wind and thunder, but at the end, Luo Yunyang had no idea to pay attention to it. All his thoughts have become two words.

Persist, persist, and persist!

Rocky Day Tianzun and others, at this time only quietly watching all this, the current situation, it is not their level of existence can participate, they looked at the attacked Luo Yunyang, one by one, flash The movement is the color of panic.

After all, for them, although the Xuan Ming family is not too far away, they have not dealt with the Yuan Zun of the Xuan Ming family.

Luo Yunyang, at this time, actually suffered a murder of a Xuan Ming family.

Luo Donger has now returned to the side of the moon, and her fists clench her fists. Although she knows that her master knows more than herself, she can’t help herself. Zun asked: "Master, my brother has nothing to do?"

The Moon Tianzun certainly understands the disciple's mood. Although she can't see clearly, what kind of situation is Luo Yunyang who has been wrapped in gold and black at this time, but she still can't help but comfort Luo Donger: "Winter, you want Believe in your brother, he has the support of the ancestors, there will be no things."

When Moon Tianzun finished his comforting words, his eyes fixed on the purple-violet light and the golden and black light that madly collided in the void, and he secretly prayed for Luo Yunyang's sincerity, hoping that Luo Yunyang could survive this robbery.

This is a good thing for both Luo Yunyang and their sect. And once Luo Yunyang is dead, it is impossible to think that Tianyumen will become what Tianyumen will look like.

The speed of Baihe Yuanzun is very fast, but in the chasing of madness, the heart of Baihe Yuanzun’s heart rises with a trace of sorrow.

Because Baihe Yuanzun is very clear, under this kind of attack, even if Luo Yunyang is not extraordinary, I am afraid it is difficult to survive.

When I arrived, at most, I was collecting the body for Luo Yunyang. After all, the wind and thunder of the Bronze ray is a huge axe. It is his own face and it is extremely difficult.

However, at the moment when Baihe Yuanzun rushed to the collision site, he saw that Luo Yunyang was still insisting. Although Luo Yunyang at this time, under the light of bronze and black, it is difficult to see the face, but one thing is beyond doubt: Luo Yunyang is still alive!

"Qing Ming Sword, go!" Speaking hard, drinking from the mouth of Baihe Yuanzun, with this sound, a dark blue sword light, like lightning, fell to the wind and thunder .

He urged the wind and thunder to break through the glass, and the six eyes flashed a trace of madness. He barely hesitated, his hands waving, a mysterious handprint, and the heavy marks were printed on the wind and thunder.

The moment when the handprint fell, the light and thunder of the wind and thunder suddenly increased tenfold. The two dragons that were surrounded by the wind and thunder broke out, and they made a loud bang like a ruin.

Accompanied by this huge humming sound, the wind and thunder broke through the broken void, and turned toward Luo Yunyang, and fell heavily. There were already some precarious swords in the thirteenth. At this moment, most of them were smashed.

If Jian 13 is all collapsed, Luo Yunyang is faced with a dead end. At this time, he has already refused to accept others. What he thinks is how he can survive.

The slaying of the metaphysical power of the Xuan Ming family, although difficult to escape, must be hidden.

Almost immediately, Luo Yunyang launched a three-color halo on his wrist. This three-color halo was given to him by Wanliu Yuan, and he could compare the three-strength martial arts with three full blows.

All along, Luo Yunyang did not use the three-color halo, but now all of a sudden, the three-color halo all launched.

Three beautiful sword lights, instantly appeared in the void.

Sword twelve, sword twelve, sword twelve!

This is three swords twelve!

The power of the three swords is more than several times stronger than that of Luo Yunyang. It is also the moment, these three swords, twelve, have already rushed to the wind and thunder of the Luo Yunyang.

Without any ray of percussion, the raging wind and thunder broke, and it has already seen the three lights completely.

If we follow the time, these three swords are only given to Luo Yunyang, and they have won three fingers.

The three fingers pointed out that the distance between Baihe Yuanzun and Luo Yunyang was reduced by half, but the Qinghe sword of Baihe Yuanzun wanted to block the wind and thunder, and it took three times.