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"Kid, let's die."

At this moment, Tian Yilin saw Xiangyang, a real fairy who dared to look down on herself. When she wanted to kill herself, she felt that she had been insulted by Tianda. She couldn’t help but scream, and her right hand pointed out. Suddenly, the **** ghosts who were flying all around were whistling and rushing toward Xiangyang.

Originally Xiang Yang, everything within a million miles of them was shrouded in **** ghosts, and the ghosts were rampant. At this moment, all these ghosts rushed toward Xiangyang.

Most of these ghosts were made by Tian Yilin in the countless years of her practice. Some of them were slaughtered by her as a devil, and some even the heroes she had penetrated into the battlefield of the fairy were tempered by her. Made as a ghost.

Millions of the councils all rushed toward Xiangyang, just like Wanchuan returned to the sea, even after Xiangyang met, there was also a feeling of trepidation in the heart.

"How about playing a million ghosts, I broke it from a sword."

However, since Xiang Yang at this moment has decided to kill Tian Yilin, he naturally cannot have reservations. Qing Xuanjian appears in his hands, and his sword is thrown out, and in an instant, millions of swords The whistling broke out.

Then, listening to the sound of ‘叮咚’ keeps ringing, and Xiang Yang’s heads jumped out of two small swords one after another. One handle is the **** killing sword, and the other is the golden king’s sword.

Rumble!

At this moment, when the sword of the Killing Sword and the Sword of the King all broke out, they heard a huge roaring sound. A multi-million-ton tall blood-stained sword swayed out of the sword and directly hit the blood. Ghosts, but the swordsmanship of this sword of the killing sword has not yet broken through the **** sneaky blockade.

boom!

Then, the golden sword-like storm formed by the sword of the king also formed a sword-column bursting out, rushing up with the blood-colored sword column.

A sword of killing, a sword of the king, although it is just because of the sword storm that has just emerged, but at the same time the impact of the two, even the treasures of Tian Yilin can not remain calm, and It is constantly trembled, and the scope of the shroud is shrinking to counter these two swords.

"How about a million ghosts? I am a sword."

Xiang Yang holds the Qingxuan sword, and the black shirt flutters. The black hair flies. He is volleying, and a sword is thrown out. The **** sword river of the tens of thousands of people burst out, with a breath that can kill the sorrows and sighs in all directions.

This **** sword river swept through, and countless blood-stained ghosts that were struck by him were all caught in the river. Then, there was an infinite sword in the sword and the river, and those who did not enter the sword The devil in the moment was instantly smothered into nothingness.

Moreover, after those ghosts were annihilated by the long river of swords, their own ghosts and murderousness were instantly assimilated with Jianhe, making the power of Jianhe stronger.

"What is this sword?"

Below, Zhang Jianyu, who is trying to heal himself, was also alarmed. He looked up and stared at Xiang Yang with a shocking color on his face.

For the first time at this moment, he gave birth to suspicion about his own kendo.

Zhang Jianyu is not a mistake in the super strong world of Da Luo’s eight heavens. However, when he faced Xiang Yang, he suddenly realized that he was out of the realm than Xiang Yanggao, and the rest had no comparability. The power of this sword from Xiang Yangshuo has already made Zhang Jianyu feel shocked.

"A true fairy can actually throw out an attack equivalent to the big Luo Xianzun. How is this possible?"

Zhang Jianyu was staring at Xiang Yang. He did not respond positively to Xiang Yang’s attack. He could not accurately judge what kind of power is contained in Xiang Yang’s sword. However, he can be sure that Xiang Yang’s The sword, at least not weaker than the big Luo Xianzun.

A true immortal, a letter to a sword to go out, it is equivalent to a fairy strike, how strange is this?

"Who is he?"

Hu Xinyu’s eyes looked at the sword of the killing sword and the sword of the king that appeared on the top of Xiangyang’s head. The face was a confused color. She always felt that Xiangyang at the moment seemed familiar. However, no matter what I thought, I couldn’t think of it. I once knew Xiangyang, or what kind of swords that Xiangyang showed.

"No wonder he is so confident."

Mei Ao Xue is a pretty face with a happy color, as if a rose blooms, suddenly, the surrounding Jinlian emerges, everyone around them feels happy with her smile, originally because of the millions of ghosts The feeling of depression disappeared instantly.

At this moment, Mei Aoxue finally understood why Xiang Yang was so confident that he wanted to participate in the battle of the goddess of destiny. At this moment, she finally knew, and she was looking down on Xiangyang.

Although the realm of Xiangyang is still only the real fairyland, but the strength has surpassed the limits of the real fairy, has already reached the level of indescribable.

"I don't think it's the descendant of that pulse. It's the man I'm looking at." Mei Aoxue whispered, and couldn't help but look up to reveal the color of pride.

"what?"

After Hu Xinyu heard the words of Mei Aoxue on the other side, it seemed that there was a lightning bolt that broke through her mind, which made her understand why she felt that the swords that Xiang Yang displayed were familiar.

It turned out to be the descendant of the legendary pulse.

If you want to say that during the recent period, who is the most famous in the Eastern Tianyu, of course, Xiangyang, especially among the stronger forces of some powerful forces, Xiangyang’s reputation has already spread. .

The words "that pulse" reappeared in the eyes of the powerful powers of the immortals, causing them to dig out the legend again and understand how terrible the legendary pulse was.

At this time, Hu Xinyu heard the mention of Mei Aoxue. After she finally heard the news of the birth of the ancestors mentioned in the family, she also carefully analyzed the sword of the pulse. Legend has it that a sword can smash the heavens and the earth, and a sword can kill the world. Isn’t that what you see now?

"I am not my boss, the strength is strong. If he breaks through to the state of Da Luo, he does not know what kind of strength he will have." The little bald head is looking at Xiang Yang with an excited color on his face. Obviously, he is early. I already knew the identity of Xiang Yang, and saw that Xiang Yang’s sword was displayed. Although he was not a sword idiot, he looked at the emptiness of the volley, and he couldn’t help but show the color of admiration.

"this is..."

At this time, Tian Xinzhou’s goddess Tian Yilin also felt that something was wrong. Although she had heard about the passing of the pulse, but now, under the wrath, there was no such thing as Xiangyang. One pulse is associated with it, but it is angry and shouts. "It is not a true fairy, but a fairy. Well, a fairy is actually disguised as a true fairy. It really looks like you."

"However, if you are a fairy, you will only add a fairy-level ghost to the palace."

"Eighteen ghosts, give me out."

Then, Tian Yilin sneered, holding her hands in the law, and suddenly saw the **** ghosts that had shrouded the people suddenly trembled, and rushed out of the 18-year-old ghosts.

These devils are different from the devils that have been smashed by the sword river that was erupted by Xiang Yang’s sword. These 18 devils are not only a million-foot, but also a blood-burning flame, like 18 The supreme demon is coming, so that the void trembles, and the void they stand is exploding directly at this moment, and the infinite ghost is pervasive.

This is the 18-year-old Da Luo Xianzun level of the devil, but, okay, each is only the equivalent of the strength of the big seven heavens.

"Roar..."

At this moment, the eighteen ghosts also burst into a scream of earth-shattering, and their roar was not simply a roar. As the voice passed, there was an invisible wave that slammed toward Xiangyang.

"The attack of the power of the soul?"

When Xiang Yang originally saw these 18 ghosts, he still had some troubles in his heart. He felt that it was a little trouble to deal with these ghosts. At this moment, he saw the power of the 18 ghosts as they appeared. When attacking, he suddenly felt that the 18 big guys seemed to be serving food.

"Hey..."

With the roar of the roar, the power of the soul of the 18-year-old Dalu Xianzun’s ghostly sacred into the sea of ​​consciousness of Xiangyang, without the slightest wave of enthusiasm, Xiang Yang’s face stood in the void with a strange color Among them.

"Booming..."

On the contrary, the people below are very nervous and fully prepared to defend each other. This is a magic weapon that can block this sound wave attack. Mei Ao Xue is looking at Xiang Yang with a worried color. He cried quickly, "Xiang Yang is careful, this is The attack of the power of the soul."

"..."

However, when her voice just fell, she found that her fears were superfluous. At this moment, Xiang Yang looked at the 18 ghosts with a smile, and said to Tian Yilin, "Thank you."

"what?"

Tian Yilin looked at Xiang Yang with an incomprehensible color on her face. Her heart was also very shocking. Although she knew that Xiangyang was weird, she thought that Xiangyang should be the fairy of the big seven heavens, but she saw it. Come, even the fairy goddess of the big seven heavens can not stop the soul attack of the 18 ghosts.

However, the fact is exactly the opposite of what she imagined. Xiang Yang not only easily blocked, but also said thank you to himself?

What do you mean by saying thank you to yourself?

Tian Yilin looked at Xiang Yang with an incomprehensible color. In her opinion, even if Xiang Yang can block the sound wave attack of 18 ghosts, it does not mean that Xiang Yang can block the attack of these 18 ghosts. .

After the sacred rituals, these eighteen ghosts have truly reached the peak of the Dalu Seven Heavenly Immortal, even if it is the sacred celestial sacred ancestor, it is impossible to easily block her. Do not believe that Xiang Yang can block the attack of these 18 ghosts.

boom!

However, when her voice fell, she heard a roaring sound. Xiangyang’s head suddenly appeared a huge tens of thousands of feet in blood color. It was the **** ‘天地烘炉’

"I would like to block the 18 ghosts of this palace with your magic weapon?"

After Ignatius saw it, his face was sneer with disdain.

However, when her laughter just fell, she saw the **** ‘Heavenly Oven’ disappeared instantly, and even her sense of the gods could not be sensed.

'boom! ’

However, the next moment, the **** giant Ding appeared again in her perception, and it appeared directly on the head of one of the 18 ghosts, and directly shrouded before the ghost did not respond, instantly Incorporate it into it.

"I want to refine the ghosts of this palace?"

Then, when Irene’s gaze looked at Xiangyang on the same day, her face was shocked, but she was not nervous because her eighteen ghosts were invincible by the method of ghosts. The strong, it is almost impossible to refine these ghosts.

"No, how is it possible..."