The night was chaotic, the magic wheel was overseas, the legend, and the battle between the two gods had reached a fever pitch. The devastated earth had no place where the blankets were intact, and there were cracks and ravines everywhere.
In the hands of Prince Yan, Ning Yuan, Zhige sword sounded, and he stepped forward, and the two swords fought hard against the two gods.
The legend of the full fighting spirit, the pace is getting faster and faster, the three swords are in a suit, the sword is the ultimate, the first time in the world.
The swords and palms were handed over, the dust waves rolled, Tsing Yi disappeared, the afterimage did not fall, Zhige shook the Zen staff, and the evil essence scattered.
The Buddha among the demons and the venerable among the people, facing the extreme of the sword, also did not dare to be careless, and his cultivation base was pushed to the limit.
On the rumbling and trembling ground, the boy with white hair dancing, the golden cassock screeching, and the demonic sound of Buddha language, blessing the power of evil spirit.
The sword of Zhige and the sword slashes demons and demons, and the swords of the enemy are expected to be fast and heavy.
On the other side, Zitiangong is surrounded by a mighty purple energy, the first person in the world, the palm strength is earth-shattering, and the speed is also extremely fast, only strong, strong beings look up.
"boom"
Nine days of thunder, purple furious thunder descends from the sky, and the heavens are approaching, helping people to be extremely respected.
Ning Yuan shakes the extremity, the black brilliance swallows the sky and destroys the earth, the sword of seal is completely revived, and the legend in the sword is reproduced.
Battle in uniform, kill all over the sky, wind in the sand, wind and clouds on the sword change, the most peak battle, the first time in the world, the battle to the sky is shocking and the years change.
In the distance, the lady who left with the butterfly, after stabilizing the injury for the former, waved her hand to open the sky, and watched the ultimate battle in the world.
"Who is he?" Mo Die opened her eyes, looked at the Tsing Yi swordsman with peerless style in the battle, and asked.
"Prince Da Xiayan is also Ning Chen's only elder now," the lady said softly.
When the magic butterfly heard the words, there was a hint of sadness in her eyes, why is there such a strong elder, and his road is still so difficult.
All the disciples of the great sects in the world have elders to help protect the Dao, but he can only struggle to move forward step by step, carrying everything on one shoulder.
Seeing the sadness in Butterfly's eyes, the lady sighed softly, "He is the Marquis of Fate, the savior of the land of China, the devil hated by millions of people, he will not get tired, never will"
A strong person will always become the object of reliance on the people around her. The study in the Marquis's Mansion, the house where the stove is not allowed to be raised on a cold winter day, is the coldest place she has ever seen. The cold makes people feel sleepy. Can't give birth.
When he was a young prince, he was in troubled times, forcibly forced his life to grow up, and when the world was at peace, the gods were gone, and all the dust settled, but he was already covered with wounds, and the debts he owed would never be repaid in his entire life.
She and the Marquis of Zhiming have talked a lot about Daxia, the world, or the world. However, he has never talked about his own affairs. Perhaps, he owes so much that Zhiming can no longer love words in this life.
"Follow me back to Changling, he won't have an accident so easily, at least, before waking up that woman, he will do whatever it takes to live," the lady said looking at the butterfly beside her.
"No, I will go to him when my injury is healed."
The magic butterfly said softly, she thought she would never worry about it again in this life. It was the appearance of her junior brother who made her see a similar but different self. Since the road ahead is so difficult, she will try her best to accompany him.
When the female venerable heard the words, she sighed again in her heart, but did not persuade any further.
In the distant battle situation, a legend with full combat power, the consumption of true essence is getting more and more intense, the two respects see this, and the offensive is stronger by a few points, it is bound to completely eliminate this human enemy.
"Finally, has it reached the limit?"
Prince Yan sighed softly, thinking more, and fighting for a while longer.
"coming"
The legendary sword stopped for a moment, the demon Buddha, Zitiangong, the female lord, and the butterfly all looked condensed, and the next move was to decide the winner.
"sword"
Legend stepped, black hair fluttered, and with a whisper, the surrounding world suddenly became quiet.
The sword reaches its extreme limitless end, the last move to prove the sword, before the sword is out, within 300 miles, the earth shakes, the magic wheel is robbed, and the coffins are engulfed by the passing sword intent before they can be born. Yu Wu.
"Fast Back"
Unprecedented throbbing of death rose in the hearts of the twins, Zitian Palace drank in a deep voice, and then quickly retreated.
The demon Buddha did not dare to stay any longer, and the figure hurriedly retreated after singing the Dharma mantra.
It's just that it's too late for everything, and the endless sword pressure spreads all over the legend.
The sword that transcended the boundaries of the human world, where the sword came, the heaven and earth dissipated for no reason, and the shocking scene made people feel the fear that went deep into the bone marrow.
The dissipated Tsing Yi, when it reappeared, was already in front of the twins, and the double swords swayed, and blood spurted into the sky.
"Uh"
With two muffled hums, the two respects all vomited red, and immediately went away without hesitating for a moment.
Click, two crisp sounds, condensing the essence, stopping the Ge and cracking, and then quickly incinerated, the sword in the world, it is difficult to bear the sword on the sword, and it will come to the end of life.
"Pity"
In the distance, the female honored her face with regret, the demon Buddha and Zitian Palace should not die, the sword in the world is too fragile, and the opponent in the world is too weak.
In the magic wheel overseas, Prince Yan restrained his breath, silently walked to the sword stand, waved his sword, and immediately turned around and walked towards the magic wheel sea.
In the distance, the female lord, the Demon Butterfly's expression changed slightly, and after a while, she sighed softly without stopping.
The world can't prove his sword, maybe he can only pin his hopes on the illusory fairy, the master is lonely, it turns out to be so sad.
On the road to the legendary sword, I went too fast and missed the best opponent. When I tried to prove the sword, no one could prove it.
"Let's say goodbye, this time, thank you for your help," Mo Die got up and said.
"Be careful in the future, Zitian Palace and Demon Buddha will not give up easily," the lady nodded and reminded.
"Ok, I will"
The magic butterfly responded, no longer staying, and walked away.
Butterfly left, the lady also turned around and walked into the dragon gate, disappearing.
In the homeland of Western Buddha, the ancient land of Changling, the void is scrolling, and when the female honored return, the female Chang stepped forward, her eyes narrowed, and said, "How, what about the butterfly in the flower?"
"It's all right. She didn't want to come to Changling with me and left by herself. However, after this catastrophe, she will definitely be more careful. It will be difficult for Zitiangong and the demon Buddha to try to capture Jiyuan again," the lady replied.
"Where is Prince Yan, can he prove his own sword?" Nv Chang continued to ask.
The lady shook her head and sighed, "Zi Tiangong and Yao Buddha can't prove his sword. The legend of Daxia has already entered the sea of magic wheels. Perhaps, there will be no day to come out."
When the female Chang heard the words, she fell silent. She didn't expect that the two of them would join forces and they would not be able to prove the legendary sword.
"This matter is over. Next, I will take the half-body of Marquis Zhiming to Beiyuan. Whether or not he can continue his life depends on whether he is willing to take action or not," said the lady.
"Be careful, her strength is not weaker than yours, and in the extremely cold Beiyuan, our skills will be greatly affected," Nu Chang reminded. "Understood, I will be careful"