"My king, hehe..."
The blood pooled, and the piercing laughter echoed in the array. The next moment, Zong Qianqiu's body collapsed quickly, and the fierce sword energy exploded.
Even after Qianqiu died, Benjiang's complexion changed greatly, his body was full of black energy, and his blood was fierce.
Upon seeing this, the Marquis of Triumph raised his saber, and the mighty army of the world was dominating the world.
Swords clashed, Kuang Lan was furious, and the Marquis of Triumph made a few tricks, and the corners of his mouth were quietly red.
"The position of breaking the formation is 17 miles north of here, across the intersection between Jiuying and the source of light beams."
In the thick blood fog, Ning Chen, who was covered in dazzling blood light, spoke, and his voice penetrated the blood fog and spread to everyone present.
The words fell, the red light disappeared in a blink of an eye, and it was shockingly fast, and it reappeared in front of Benjiang. The king of hell appeared, and the blood light killed him.
"You go break the line"
The sword edge, burning to the extreme, the final brilliance, the splendid dazzling, knowing the fate to kill, ruthless, heartless, love!
The extremely fast speed and the ruthless killing made the head of Wu Guan dare not be careless.
The two swords clashed violently, and the sword of the King of Hell turned in an instant.
"This woman is handed over to the poor monk, you go."
The abbot of Du'e Temple barely held up the wounded body, and the Dharma seal opened the Buddhist realm, blocking the splendid makeup, and urged the Dao.
"Take care of yourself"
The Eternal Night Sect Master sighed deeply, no longer wasting the time that he knew to burn his life to fight for.
The abbot of Du'e Temple, the Marquis of Triumph also suppressed the heaviness in his heart, and set off to keep up quickly. In order to prevent Hades from coming, he had sacrificed so many people. At this last moment, he could no longer hesitate.
Benjiang's expression changed, and he wanted to stop it. However, the King of Hell's sword was demanding his life, and all the tricks were all the way back to Huangquan.
"Marquis Zhiming, you are courting death!"
Benjiang was furious, his anger was unbearable, the surrounding black aura was surging, the sword's edge was dazzling with blue light, and the ten thousand force was shaking the sky and the earth.
The rumbled and collapsed earth raised large pieces of earth and rocks, the head of the military crown showed a great move, everything collapsed, the heavens and the earth fell, and the terrifying power constricted the thousands of feet.
The powerful aftermath of a large range, Ning Chen could not avoid it, and the move Yuwei added to his body. Suddenly, his mouth was red, and he was injured for the first time.
"If you want my life, then trade it for my life"
The blood flow did not stop, and the sword momentum did not stop. The sword that turned back was boundless with blood, and at the moment of death, the sword saw red, and the world turned brilliantly.
Feng Yuan's burning knowledge was exhausted, and his cultivation continued to climb. At a faster speed, at this moment, he couldn't even see the afterimage, only a red light was left, and before he could blink, the blood mist filled the sky.
The strong and the fast battle, reaching the peak in the great formation of the sky, riding the shadow of the wind, it is difficult to distinguish between people and swords, the sword moves people, and people follow the sword.
In the battle at the top, the martial artist's spiritual essence resounded in the sky, and thousands of invisible chains swayed, which was the Dao's recognition of the swordsman.
At this moment, the barren city, the Marquis of Zhiming, and the academy all seemed to hear the sound of the swaying chains, with strange expressions on their faces.
"Oh? And a stronger sword"
Luo Xingchen, who was not long after leaving the barren city, moved quickly and headed westward.
The last demeanor of life, knowing the fate of the original heart and practicing the sword, the sword is flawless, so that the world's strong people feel this completely different sword heart.
"Is this his sword?"
In front of Jianchi, Mu Bai looked at the west and sighed softly, the unswerving Jianxin, the persistence of this kid, once again made him stunned.
Knowing the Marquis' Mansion, Mu Chengxue looked west, tears in her beautiful eyes unconsciously left behind, inexplicable pain lingered in her heart.
In the Weiyang Palace, Lime, who was still accompanying the eldest grandson to review, suddenly trembled, bowed to the eldest grandson quietly, and quietly withdrew.
Outside the hall, Li Ning finally couldn't bear it any longer, her red lips were lightly covered, tears were dripping down, her heart was twisted like a knife.
In the gluttonous belly, Su Yi felt the danger of being cloned, the aura around her body was messy, and bursts of backlash spread out from the sea of qi, rushing against the body.
"Uh"
The messy True Essence brought up a waterfall of blood mist, the clones, and the main body were connected. At this moment, it was also at stake.
"Ning Chen"
Jiang Wangji's expression was shocked, his hands twitched, the guqin sang, and the two ancient swords, one yin and one yang, turned in the opposite direction, and then opened a secret formation.
"Defying the yin and yang of heaven and earth, transforming the universe into a hundred qi, holding the essence and returning to one, life and death change to the sky"
Daomen opened strangely, Yin and Yang transformed into two instruments, two instruments gave birth to Tai Chi, the rotating ancient sword, the black and white brilliance hung down, reversed Yin and Yang, and protected the flames of the two souls.
In the extreme sky formation, the red-clothed who burned the power of the source, at the last moment of his life, reached a state of clarity that had never been seen before on the sword.
"God Destroys Heaven"
Benjiang used the power of Hades again, and the endless black airflow surged around his body. The extreme power shook the world, violent pressure, soaring into the sky, swaying the wind and clouds, and shocked Shenzhou.
Shenwei appeared, the red clothes turned, and the shadowy figure was indistinguishable to the naked eye, avoiding the air currents close to him.
Just at the moment when he knew his destiny was burning his life to buy time, in the depths of the great formation, the leader of Eternal Night, the Marquis of Triumph, and the National Master of the Golden Scepter also came to the weak point of the formation that Ning Chen said.
In the swaying and twisted void, a huge pitch-black vortex ups and downs, and I don't know where it leads.
"That's it"
The Eternal Night Sect Master glanced at the space vortex in front of him and said solemnly.
'Time is running out, ruin it'
The Marquis of Triumph held a saber in his hand, gathered his true essence, and said solemnly.
The golden scepter national teacher nodded, the golden scepter turned sharply, the real essence gathered all over the body, the golden ring bells rang, and the cultivation base for a lifetime was the most important move.
The three of them joined forces, and the true essence briefly overwhelmed the power of the great formation. The three streams of light converged in one place and slammed into the black vortex in the void.
The world-shattering explosion, the great formation trembled, the vortex split open, and when it was about to succeed, in the great formation, the power of faith gathered in half of the Divine State converged and quickly stabilized the formation.
Black feathers were scattered, beliefs gathered, and turned into an illusory figure, whose face could not be seen clearly, but an extremely terrifying aura circulated, suppressing the world.
Seeing the figure where the power of faith has gathered, the expressions of the three immediately sank, and they are in trouble.
The demon god appeared, his eyes were contemptuous, without the slightest emotion, he turned his palms and pressed down, his power was shocking.
The leader of the Eternal Night took a step forward, and the smoke cloud god Ge Chidian collapsed, blocking the palm of the devil.
With a bang, he retreated several steps, and the corners of his blood-stained mouth showed the unshakable powerlessness of the gods.
The Demon God moved again, the Marquis of Triumph, and the National Master of the Golden Scepter joined in to resist.
Seventeen miles away, Ning Chen also felt the sudden powerful aura, and his expression changed. Just as he was about to go to support, suddenly, his feet staggered and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.
Burning the source, fighting for the fate of Wu Guan, at this moment, finally exhausted his strength, and it was the moment when the oil was exhausted.
Benjiang saw the gap, his palm condensed vigorously, and his figure flashed. Come for life.
At this extremely critical moment, a sword shrouded in magic appeared, blocking Wu Guan's palm.
"Friend, I'm late"
The figure with white hair, the magic mark between the eyebrows loomed, Xia Ziyi and Luo Fei appeared together in the battle, supporting Zhiming, who was staggering, and said in a painful voice.
"Go... go save them"
Ning Chen leaned on the ground with his sword, glanced at the two, and said weakly.
"You are here" Xia Ziyi said worriedly.
"It's okay, hurry up, it won't be too late if it's too late"
Ning Chen pushed the former away, barely mentioning the last strength, the brilliance of Yama's divine soldier was sublimated to the extreme, and the radiance shone in the world, unprecedentedly dazzling.
Seeing that her friend had made up her mind, Xia Ziyi sighed deeply, and had to endure the pain in her heart, and hurried forward with Luo Fei.
"Have you left!"
Benjiang's eyes froze, green blood swept out, and the sword was cut off.
"If you want to stop it, you have to pass me first"
The sword of the King of Hell traversed, blocking the Jade Blood God sharply, and the blood of Bobo knew his fate, dripping down his arms, dyeing the body of the sword red, and dyeing the red clothes.
"Marquis Zhiming, how long can you hold on!"
Benjiang snorted coldly, and when he stepped on it, the cold light was killing him, and he became more and more ruthless.
Red-clothed moves the sword, although the sword's edge is still very fast, it gradually becomes less sharp.
At the same time, in front of the vortex of space, the leader of the Eternal Night, the Marquis of Triumph, and the National Master of the Golden Scepter teamed up with the God of War.
With the belief of half of Shenzhou, the devil is unshakable, with one move and one style, the god is powerful.
At this moment, Xia Ziyi and Luo Fei finally rushed to control. The magic sword attracted the endless magic energy in the emperor's body.
There was a loud bang, the corners of the emperor's mouth blushed, and the sword moved again, sinking the magic power, stirring thousands of feet.
"The Scroll of the Moon, the Moon Falls Silently"
Luo Fei ran the scroll of the moon at the same time to cooperate, and the moon was scattered, and the boundless silence was silent.
"No more fights, retreat"
The Demon God was blocked for a moment, Xia Ziyi swung his sword to cut off the battle, took the three injured and left quickly.
Luo Fei turned her palm into Ning Yuan, made another move, and then the shadow swept away and left with the four of them.
The Demon God waved his hand to disperse the successive swords and palms, and looked at the disappearing group of people with cold eyes, and the figures gradually dispersed.
Seventeen miles away, the battle had reached its final moment, and the light of the God of Hell was constantly dimmed, showing that the fire of life that knew its destiny was about to be extinguished.
The magic atmosphere came, and in a flash, Zhiming and Meng Xuanji passed by, and swept away Benjiang with a sword, and said solemnly, "Luo Fei, take them and the abbot away"
"kindness"
Luo Fei responded lightly, her figure flickered, and she came to the battle situation on the other side.
"Xia Ziyi, you really still betrayed the religion"
Looking at the white-haired man standing in front of him, the murderous intent in Benjiang's eyes was hard to hide. At first, he didn't believe that an outsider would be loyal to the divine religion, but now it has become a reality.
Xia Ziyi ignored it, the magic sword moved, the white hair danced, and the magic power shocked the world.
The confrontation slammed, and the two took a few steps back together. The emperor didn't want to fight, he withdrew at the same time, turned into a streamer and went away. The battle stopped, and after the great formation, calm was restored, and all that was left was the devastation and the blood that stained the earth.