The Alchemist God

In the blink of an eye, seven days have passed, and the seemingly calm heavens are turbulent. In the seven days, the East Heaven has added six more gods, each from the major planes. Unfortunately, these six gods are all without a title and no special ability. Third-class lower gods, the combat power is far less than those who have the title of the god, the impact can be minimal.

However, the Western gods have won by number. Xiyan has used the original stone to create more than 50 old gods of war angels. Looking at the four heavens, the Western gods have become the most powerful one.

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At night, the waters of the Milky Way are flowing, and the light of the stars sways out of the blue waves, which makes people very intoxicated.

Xi Yan sat at the peak of Lingshan and watched the starry river flowing on Monday. The beautiful scorpion was not regretted. The faint sigh said: "The power of the devil is constantly moving, and their next attack time will not be It’s too far away, I don’t know if we can resist it next time.”

"Certainly possible."

The baby was sitting aside and putting a long sword cast.

"Is Xiyin coming back?"

"For the time being, Xiyin and Xiaoxuan are the gods on the East Heavenly Book of God. We... We are not convenient to keep them in the West Gods. The gods in the East Heaven are dying, and they need the power of both." ”

"Yes."

Xi Yan looked up at the stars and said: "Hey, I feel that a strong force in the devil is raging, and their next offense must be different. We must take strict precautions."

"Yes, I know, my sister, the West Gods will definitely go all out."

Xi Yan nodded, did not say too much, but the fingertips linger on the coldness of the moon, she is the goddess of the moon, the strength has soared several times after the promotion, the source of strength is the power of the cold, as long as the use of the cold Force, perhaps there is a chance to turn the tide.

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At that time, the same in the eternal sword field is the night, the wind is chilling, and the jungle in the back of the forest is a lonely and cold, and the distant screams of the crypts are constantly coming, but this is the two strongest The ear is like a bird's tweet, and there is no threat at all.

"Brushing brush..."

A curved sword was lingering around the arm of Meng Tiefeng. His face was hidden under the mask and sneered: "Lin Shaoxia, I heard that you have defeated Luo Xingzhi, dismissed the hunter league, and even forcibly I stayed in Qi Jianlin and learned the art. I don't know if it is true?"

"It's true." Lin Muyu smiled leisurely: "Why, does the city owner have any opinions?"

"Haha, there is no opinion, but the eternal sword field has maintained this balance for tens of thousands of years. Now, because of your own desire, such a big change, those escaping hunters will be everywhere, the whole The Eternal Sword Field will become more chaotic."

"Since the city owner knows, why not send troops from Shuguang City to conquer these hunters?"

"Oh?"

Meng Tiefeng stood in the wind and said: "Isn't the young man planning to dominate the eternal sword field?"

"As long as you can defeat the city owner, you can be a hegemon."

"Good boy, come on!"

Meng Tie Fengpao sleeves swelled, the whole person took the wind with the wind, the overwhelming swords rushed into the rain, and sure enough, just seven days disappeared, Meng Tiefeng’s sword field strength once again raised a level, this person It is a gift of talent!

Lin Muyu flew away like a shuttlecock. One finger raised the sword, and the swordsmanship of the proud swordsmanship was stronger, and with the improvement of the power of the holy force, the strength was already above the Mengtiefeng!

"Hey..."

In the air, the intensive Mars splattered, and the swordsmanship sounded like a real blade, and it was a slamming sound. It was the collision of thousands of long swords. The momentum was like a flood, but it was obviously iron. Feng Xiu's years of experience are more sophisticated, and he can control a slash of swords to launch additional impacts.

"Hey!"

Lin Muyu's Xuanyuan sword was squirted, Huaguang smashed, volleyed and roared, and the golden swords smashed the swords of Meng Tiefeng, and there was a strong momentum in the torrent.

On the ground, the gravel flies, and the light shines, just like the end of the day.

Tiannan old man, Lia, Changwei and others all stared at the battle, and their faces were filled with awe.

"The two men... are the two strongest people in the Eternal Sword Field?" As the smoke carefully asked, I was afraid of stabbing the teacher's self-respect.

However, the old man in Tiannan smiled and said: "Yes, on strength, no third person can match them. One is the talent of the Twilight City, the other is the **** of destiny, the two are placed in any one. The world is a scourge, but now it has appeared in the eternal sword field, but it is the great misfortune of the eternal sword field!"

Leah picked up her mouth: "Predecessors, Master is a good person, Meng Tiefeng is also a good person, why is it a big misfortune?"

"The game between the two strong people is naturally a great misfortune." The old man in Tiannan swears his beard and said: "Tonight, you should have a victory..."

"Who will win?" Chang Wei asked.

"do not know."

The old man in Tiannan shook his head and smiled and said: "Maybe see who is smarter."

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"Puffy!"

Five miles away, the winds generated by the two men’s battles exploded in the air, and the impinging airflow swept across the plains. Even the crypts of the crypts had already escaped.

In the air, Lin Muyu and Meng Tiefeng's breath are still long and stable. The two have changed from the game of the sword field to the collision of a sword. After Xuanyuanjian and the black sword confronted dozens of rounds, they suppressed each other.

"Zizi..."

The surface of the black sword has a glimpse of Guanghua, and Meng Tiefeng knows that he is almost unable to hold it, and the reaction of the blade is only an early warning. On the other hand, Lin Muyu seems to be still in a good position. Iron front feels humiliated, the lord of the Dawning City, the eternal sword of the gods, the king of the gods, is it to lose to this younger generation?

"drink!"

It is also a sword of arrogance and arrogance. There is a sword and a sword around the blade. The confrontation of the top of the peak is not so simple. It is enough to break the mountain.

Lin Muyu saw that the breath of Meng Tiefeng had begun to be disordered. This attack almost slammed all his power, so he said that he did not say much, holding the Xuanyuan sword in both hands, and carrying the proud sword, swept out!

"Peng!"

The two swords collided, and the light rushed into the sky. A turbulent airflow swept through, and the two men fluttered and the cloak flew. At the moment when the blade collided, Lin Muyu sensed the sword of Meng Tiefeng. The sword is not simple. There is an endless stream of swords in the middle of the sword. This seems to be a stagnant sword. In fact, the offensive is still going on, and the sword of a ** is turned into a Xuanyuan sword.

"what?!"

Lin Muyu looked up at Meng Tiefeng, but found that Meng Tiefeng’s eyes were a bit proud.

The arms are slightly sunken, and the proud swords are surging out. The swords are raging in the air. It is like a wave that wraps two people. The strength of Lin Muyu is to be at least 20% stronger. At that time, Meng Tiefeng has a kind of The feeling of suffocation, when the breath is almost unsustainable, Lin Muyu pulled out the left palm and gently pointed at the face of Meng Tiefeng.

Reincarnation!

The surrounding atmosphere was almost drained in an instant, and Meng Tiefeng suddenly solidified. The mind was constantly flying the past pictures, the days of war, the days of losing loved ones, the screams of his wife, the mourning of his children, And the horrific scenes when the whole family was extinct emerged, followed by a scene of fallen leaves, all of which belonged to the original, dust and dust, soil and earth, and themselves, but also a dust in the world. Breath.

The sentiment brought about by the reincarnation made Meng Tiefeng unable to move. At this moment, he realized that Lin Muyu’s cultivation and the state of mind were terrible. This young man is not as simple as he imagined.

But at this time, Lin Muyu held a sword with his own sword. Obviously, he could not compete with the black sword.

"when!"

In a crisp sound, Xuanyuanjian flew away, and the volley flew away, falling into the dark jungle and stabbing in the rocks. At the same time, Lin Muyu's body was impacted by the strength of the eternal sword field, and he retreated backwards. The slightly swaying figure of the wolf was standing in the wind, and his face was faintly frightened. He held the fist: "The city owner, I lost!"

Meng Tiefeng did not have the joy of the winner. Instead, he was shocked at the bottom of his heart. He said: "This war is not who wins or loses, but... I don’t know if Wu Shen adults can make friends with me, such as Meng Tiefeng. Friends? A sinner who is extinct, exiled, and **** with his hands."

Lin Muyu smiled: "I don't mind if the city owner does not despise me."

"Good! Hahahahaha..."

Meng Tiefeng screamed in heaven: "Life is a confidant, I didn't think that Meng Tiefeng actually got a friend here, Valkyrie, I admire your temperament and heart, may wish to bring your friend to visit my Twilight City. I am in a hospitality, how?"

"Ah?" Lin Muyu was hesitant.

Behind him, the old man in Tiannan smiled and said: "Wu Shen, the great man, since the Mengcheng Lord is inviting, then go!"

Leah asked aloud: "What kind of city owner, do you have a good time in Shuguang City?"

"Yes, everything!" Meng Tiefeng laughed.

Leah said, "Master, take me with you!"

Lin Muyu can't laugh and cry: "Then harass the city owner, just don't know when to go right?"

"It is better to hit the sun on the election day. Now, go to my Shuguang City for a few days, and let the Wushen study the ancient martial arts in the Tianyu Grotto."

"Oh? Tianyu Grottoes, Ancient Wushu?"

"Yeah, otherwise how does the Wushen adults think that the eternal sword field underneath is practiced?"

At this moment, Lin Muyu was moved.

The masters of martial arts will inevitably be proficient in 100 schools, at least they must understand, it is necessary to go to Shuguang City to see!

"Okay, go now!"

"Ha ha ha, happy, go!"

Lin Muyu pulled back Xuanyuanjian from the air, and went with Liya, Changwei and Shihan, such as smoke and others who wanted to go together.