Ultimate Martial Divine King

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"boom……"

A very heavy and violent explosion, the chaotic air ripples ((dàng) dàng) came out, and in that room, the whole stone was smashed into a ball of lotus powder directly in front of Chuchen.

So amazing power!

Chu Chen's complexion changed faintly, and his eyes were shocked.

"It turns out that the space is against the chaos ... what is this power?" Even the Holy Wing Tian Yanque in his body could not help but make an inquiry.

"Buzz ..."

Waiting for Chu Chen to answer, the cracked space hole became restless, and then the light cyclone lingering around quickly fell to calmness, and the cracked space instantly healed together ...

"I thought it was just a mystery similar to devouring power, but I didn't expect it to be a hole in space ..."

Mo Qingli once again expressed his disbelief.

Chu Hen nodded, "Well, when I first met, I couldn't believe it."

Looking at the black shadow sitting opposite, Chu Chen's eyes were flowing with deepness.

Compared to when he was in Dongshengzhou, he can now control this powerful mysterious power for a longer time.

"It is not unusual to be able to create the bloodline boundaries of the space hole. Unfortunately, the range is too small, otherwise it can surprise countless opponents ..." Mo Qingli replied.

You can't deny this.

The terrible destructive force contained in the countercurrent flow in the space burrow.

It is impossible to say that ordinary people will die at the touch of them, and even the strongest in ancient times have avoided it.

If it is used in battle, it is definitely a horrible killer that scares all enemies.

However, as the other party said, the scope of the space hole is still too small, and others will not stupidly bang into it.

I also need to spend more time researching and improving the power of the ‘body of chaos’.

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"Oh!"

There was a trembling in the air, and the black shadow in front of Chu Hen disappeared into a whirlwind.

Pausing for a moment, Chu Hen raised his hand and turned over, and a book with a purple gold pattern border appeared in his palm.

"Hunyuanjue ..."

Looking at the typeface on the cover, Chu Hen murmured in a low voice.

Immediately, spread the books slowly.

"Wow ..."

There was a dazzling dazzling light shining from the pages of that book.

Chu Hen's pupils and faces were reflected in Jin Cancan's color.

Under the scary eyes of Chu Hen, the fonts on the pages of the book were suspended one by one, flying in the air, forming a shining light curtain ...

"Mixed Yuan Avenue can integrate the power of the world, accept the spirit of heaven and earth, and gather the potential of rivers and mountains, all of which belong to Yuan ..."

Looking at its content introduction, Chu Hen's heart trembled slightly.

He murmured, "This" Mixed Yuanjue "is actually a fusion of martial arts achievements that gather thousands of forces into a great achievement. Its depth is only that even the" Beijing Decision "is slightly inferior ...

"This martial art method is just right for you." Mo Qingli said.

"Well! I think so too!"

Chu Hen nodded in agreement.

After all, she (body shēn) conceives many genus powers, the power of the demon pupil, the power of Xuancha Shenlei, the power of the seven stars, the power of Sen Luo, and so on ...

In the course of fighting with its enemies, only two or three of them are used.

And if "Chaos Decision" can integrate and display many forces, then the power of all aspects will be greatly improved, and there will be no extra.

Thinking of this, Chu Henbu (forbidden jìn) is grateful to the suzerain, Dongfang Heng.

Immediately, he also settled down and began to look carefully at the contents of the book.

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Time goes on.

In the following period of time, many disciples in and around Wu Zong lived at a faster pace.

Dreaming back to the stars, it is almost full every day.

Previously, the top geniuses who rarely saw people on the Tianwu list also appeared on Tianwu Peak for two days.

Jihad Call!

For countless people, it is impossible to meet.

Sometimes once every millennium.

Sometimes once every 100 years.

This is competition and opportunity.

Is it a dragon or a python?

Let's watch this gathering!

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at last!

After a month of tension, Wu Zong, and even the entire Midlands, ushered in the most moving ((dàng) dàng) moment.

On this day, the three thousand Wuzong disciples selected were ready to go and gathered at Tianwu Peak Lingxiao Square.

In the morning, the loud horn sounded like a long drum between worlds (Dang dàng).

A lookout platform north of Tianwu Peak.

After the suzerain, Dongfang Heng's hands rested on (body shēn), he looked at the many Zongmen disciples like a king.

Beside his (body shēn), he is the master of the eight peaks.

Zhuo Yunzhuang, Ning Qiushui, Yuan Shang, and the former West Dome peak Situ Song who had been removed.

Although Situ Song has been removed from his role as the lord of the peak, after all, he has contributed a lot to Zongmen. At this important moment today, he is still qualified to stand here.

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Under the platform!

The eyes of a group of Wu Zong disciples were decisive, showing the sword's potential.

Qiu Xingyi, Chu Hen, Wang Li, Chi Qianying, Wu Yan and others stood in front of the team as leaders, exuding the general's style.

Suddenly, just then, a slight agitation suddenly started behind the crowd.

"It's Brother Pei Ye!"

"God, he's here too. I haven't seen him for a month."

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Everyone's heart was stunned.

Chu Hen, Qiu Xingyi, and others also subconsciously cast their eyes on the past.

I saw a young (body shēn) figure who was cold and revealing a cold breath was slowly moving towards this side.

Wang Li, Chi Qianying, Wu Yan and others are all wrong.

"Have his legs been connected?" A scream came from the crowd not far behind (body shēn).

"Well, I knew it yesterday. It is said that it was Master Situ Feng. No, it was Elder Situ who asked the Lord Sovereign to spend a lot of rare treasures and precious medicinal materials before he barely connected his broken leg."

"The Lord Sovereign really has great power."

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The crowd was amazed, and also secretly respected the means of Dongfang Hengzhi.

However, it can be seen that although Pei Yi's legs are connected, her movements are still a little slow and not as agile as before.

And, the temperament of the whole person is different from the past.

The icy eyes did not see the glory of (日 rì), giving a slightly decadent feeling.

...

I have to say that it was really regrettable that once the third disciple of the Tianwu list and the chief disciple of the West Qiongfeng have fallen to this field.

After thinking about it, this is also his fault, no wonder others.

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"It's all here!"

Dongfang Heng's eyes calmly looked at the 3,000 Wuzong disciples below. "From today on, all of you are representatives of my Wuzong. Before leaving, if anyone wants to withdraw, you can stand out ..."

No one answered!

Dongfang Hengzhi glanced slightly, looking at Yuan Shang who was behind him, and the latter grasped it, waving his hands at several disciples on the other side of the stage.

Immediately, everyone walked towards the 3,000 disciples in the center of the square with a tray.

On the tray, a glass of fine wine is placed.

Soon, everyone had a glass of wine in their hands.

Dongfang Hengzhi, the Lord of the Peak Academy and many senior elders also held the wine glass in their hands.

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"You, the holy war call is coming, this sect wishes you all the golden scales and dragons, pushing the python ... the glass of wine is delivered, we are here waiting for you ... triumphant return!"

"Triumphant return!"

The people echoed in unison, and the city was united!

In other words, they all drank the glass of fine wine in China.

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After warming the wine, the throat felt a scorching heat, everyone felt only a piece of warmth in the belly, as if the blood in the body was boiling.

"Qiu Xingyi ..." Dongfang Hengzhi called.

"The disciples are here!"

"This holy war call, this sect has specially ordered you to be the leader of the team leader.

Dongfang Hengzhi raised his palm gently, and a handbook with golden light patterns fell down and hovered in front of the other party.

Qiu Xingyi solemnly put it into his hands.

"The disciple takes command!"

"Chu Chen, Wang Li, Pei Ye, Chi Qianying ..." Dongfang Hengzhi continued to call.

"The disciples are here!"

"This sect makes you deputy leaders. You must assist Qiu Xingyi to lead this disciple to call for jihad ..."

"Yes, the disciples take orders!"

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After a rigorous explanation, Wu Zong ’s sudden rise in sky overwhelmed him. Together with the billowing thunder, a large and bright rune burst into the sky.

"Buzz ..."

The rune array shined brightly.

Immediately afterwards, a huge golden giant boat slowly slid out of the rune.

The giant boat is more than one thousand feet long and one hundred feet high. There are many mysterious and complicated inscriptions on the boat (body shēn) ... The dark shadow covers the sky, and it looks like a terrible prehistoric beast ...

Everyone looked up, a pair of eyes filled with thick light and shock.

Dongfang Hengzhi waved his hand.

"Everyone, get up together, return in triumph ... Holy War Call, start!"

set off!

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The sound of the majestic horn sounded throughout Wu Zong and outside.

In that moment, all of the sharp (body shēn) shadows rose directly into the air and quickly boarded the magnificent huge ship.

"Oh!"

Several magnificent large eagle owls surrounded around the giant boat, set off a mighty ((dàng) dàng) ((dang) dàng) situation, and drove away from the sky above Tianwu Peak.

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The other Wuzong disciples who stayed were all watching from the sky, showing their envy.

"What an enviable group of people!"

"Let's work hard! Even if we can't participate in the jihadist call, we can't fall behind forever."

"Haha, that's what they say. Hope they can win for us."

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Looking at the giant golden boat that gradually disappeared into the sky ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The sovereign on the high platform and the owner of the peak courtyard are silent, and the **** (qíng) is deep.

After each jihad, the pattern between the various sectarian forces will change dramatically.

From ancient times to the present, while many amazing demons were born, many clan sects have fallen.

For Takezon!

This time is the rise of the Holy Dragon?

Or snake snake?

Everything is unknown!

The dragon pythons are fighting, and the situation will be so strong!

Here comes the holy war call!

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The next play (qqng) needs to be carefully considered, that's all for today! Don't wait any longer!