The dusty world, the icy remoteness, the battle between heaven and earth, is more than one side, the big promise, the vow of revival, the vow of resurrection, there is one person who must use all his strength, life will not regret to hold up this piece of sky that is about to collapse.
But he is not working alone, he has too many partners, going forward and succeeding.
The epic of the hero, the sorrow, how farewell, the collapse of the world, the collapse of the sky and the earth, I do not regret it!
Proving the Dao, proving the Dao, proving the Dao again, asking the heavens, my heart is unchanged!
How many heroes bury a hero, compose poems, throw their heads and sprinkle blood, never retreat, clouds and smoke all over the sky, all from my fingers, the sky is bright, the sun is in the sky, the bright moon rises again, the heavens are rebuilt, no regrets, fate, to resolve grievances, Qianlong is in the deep!
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Give up sharp swords that day, regardless of the scourge, do not care about the cold eyes of the world, today's lofty ambitions are not paid, wild unrest, few stars, shuttle through the sky, the five elements in the sky, endless life, the meaning of barrenness, see you after destruction, outside of reincarnation, Do not step on the sun and the moon, summon the stars, the giants step on the sky, without a trace of eyes, the left hand withers, the right hand blooms, the origin and demise of this world! Confronting the sky...
God knows who wins and loses. At this time, these little friends are fighting all the way, and the battle is fierce.
They used the bones of their partners to paved a bloody road along the way, and the hurricane smashed wildly, suppressing countless purple-patterned evil spirits, primitive evil spirits, bloodthirsty to Yin.
The origin of the heaven and the earth, the end of the collapse of the heavens, one is the red sun hanging on the horizon, and the other is the red moon with the red sun removed.
Just as the aura of the emperor is purple, which symbolizes the purple aura coming from the east, the aura of evil spirits is also purple, and the king is going to extremes.
Now, Jiang Shaoyang and the blood bat, Luo Xingchen and Funeral are in the two coldest and lonely places for the ultimate decisive battle.
Look at the funeral sky, the blood of the corpse family, holding the red moon in his hand, old and cunning, see through the world, but facing the sudden rise of the field in front of him, he is restless, just want to make a quick fight.
The Big Five Elements becomes the source, calling on the heavens, attracting the power of the stars, and condensing the avenue.
His left hand was extinguished, his right hand was barren, and he pushed a round of yin and yang mark of life and death in front of him, like a dazzling eye.
Carrying the Haochen Tower, the stars are bright in the sky.
Step on the nebula and extend the chain.
The immortal golden body, the giant set off a powerful shock, the ultimate ice, sealed forever, the world is unique.
He was born kind, courteous and virtuous corporal, eclectic, but he didn't like to practice, who would like to kill, and sin boundless, but he was also stained with blood.
Today, the universe is in turmoil, the plane is broken, and how many heroes have been ruined. This battle is settled to dawn, of course, it should sweep the sky.
Funeral has never been able to guess his realm.
However, when the sky, the brilliance of the earth, the shade of the forest, the sea, the desert, the enthusiasm of the mountains, the sun and the moon, and the stars of the Milky Way appeared on his body, these totems could almost represent the entire world.
This is Luo Xingchen's lifelong pursuit. He wants to create an eternal home, a home that no one can destroy, a world where the invaders are daunted and wiped out.
But until now, I still have doubts. Ten kinds of totems surround him, which can represent a world. The dazzling light from the sky has changed the environment of Tianqi and made the land of eternal curse into the sky. It really belongs to Luo Xingchen. Handwriting.
In the pursuit of the Tao, the funeral is not convinced, and he is willing to go down. His Tao imitates the predecessors at most, and he has lived for hundreds of millions of years, and it is difficult to surpass the world.
These powers are on the verge of reaching each other, raising the mountain and lifting the tripod, with lofty ambitions, Luo Xingchen is cold and faceless.
The battle between two people, no one can see, even his friend, I am afraid that he is abandoning in the sky, desperate, is about to use his life, beat his chances, and devote himself to it.
"Are you ready? Today, you and I will either die together, or there can only be one person who will leave this day and abandon the ancient world alive."
Luo Xingchen stretched out his finger, the sharp edge towards him, a touch of coldness opened at the corner of his mouth, representing domineering, young and frivolous, daring to fight against the sky, not afraid of everything.
"The old man has gone through the vicissitudes of life. I have never seen any scenes. The collapse of the last epoch is even more terrifying than now. I also survived, and the sky can't take my life! Fight with me, you are still too tender..."
Luo Xingchen is confident, and the funeral is not afraid. He is well aware of the power of the altar's good fortune, conquering the sky and plundering the earth, and preaching the earth.
He has become the ruler of this world, and his thought can destroy the blue sky.
He bowed his head to heaven and earth, he raised his head to despise the sun and the moon, high above, why not take it off and wear the stars and the moon.
His arrogance is definitely more mature than that of young people, and he is scheming. He treats the people of the world as chess pieces, and he has never tried to admit defeat.
The little fight just now, fluttered away in a flash, and now it’s just around the corner, and it’s just around the corner.
Even if Luo Xingchen took out all his cards, he was evil spirits, and the spirit of evil spirits made people shudder. Looking at him with scheming, bloodthirsty eyes, the god king would feel that his soul was torn away and his body was torn apart.
This battle, with the shelter of the ancestral altar, he firmly believes that he will win.
How many steps collapsed, chanting verses, evil spirits, violent storms, thunder and lightning, are all tonics to his flesh, God's punishment and thunder, he can be used as a doll, smashed by a finger.
A group of evil spirits surrounded the entire field of Luo Xingchen, purple atomizing purple lightning, blasting the clouds, maddening evil gods, and daring to fight against the heavens.
The five elements are besieged, annihilated, desolate, extremely cold, yin and yang mark of life and death, and immortal golden body, all caught in the middle, it is difficult to get out, as if it has cut off the connection between Luo Xingchen and the heavens and stars. Corner.
"Nine Heavens and Ten Directions, I have been there, which one can stop me.
The Ten Temple Yama, in my eyes, is like a chicken and dog, a real demon and all things, so what about Shura, I can't find them in the north.
Immortal realm, demon realm, heavenly ancient great realm, a group of wild dogs, the emperor dare to bark in front of the old man
You let him come out and try
You, against the sky, in the eyes of the ancestors, are still useless and vulnerable!
Your moves are all controlled by me, what else do you have? "
The funeral sky is generous and generous, the huge real body shuttles into the purple electric barrier.
Luo Xingchen held a sword in his hand. The name was Blood Abyss, Blood Abyss.
It looks like an evil sword, but it is actually countless righteous seal kings, a dream sword, and nine seals, all unlocked. This is the weapon that Master Fenghenxi gave to Luo Xingchen. He has been in a long sleep since he woke up. Never used it again.
This time, Blood Abyss was also unblocked, and Haochen Tower, against the sky, turned into a cluster of nebula swirling around, like a dream and illusion.
Standing proudly sideways, with the sword pointing to the burial sky, the man is energetic and unrepentant. With courage, he fights against an old demon and finally makes the sky collapse.
"Small bugs! Look at the power of my ancestral land! Sacrifice to the evil spirits of ancestors, super!
Among the purple cauldrons, there was an endless sacred spirit. The purple cauldron, which caused the sky and the earth to split, crashed into Luo Xingchen, and Luo Xingchen ordered the Haochen Tower to land suddenly and smashed!
Boom boom boom...
The tower tripod fights for the front, the right way goes to the evil.
"Fun Tian, you are unkind, you are in vain to kill! You are worthy of life! Your life is incomprehensible! It is the fruit of your sins! If you don't take it off, kneel down and punish!"
The Ziding swayed slowly, and it also slammed the Haochen Tower back and forth again and again.
The corners of Luo Xingchen's mouth were once again stained red with blood.
"Did you see it? This is the secret of my ancestral land, how do you defeat it?"
The funeral sky is even colder and arrogant, the red moon turns into a machete, the clouds circle the moon, the stars win the sky, with the endless wind sweeping, creating evil spirits, crying ghosts, stretched out thin claws to Luo Xingchen, and dragged the spirits, without any disadvantage.
This scimitar cuts through the five elements, splits and dies, and hits the heavenly spirit cover on Luo Xingchen's head, to split his soul.
Luo Xingchen retreated, stepped in a chain, turned the stars, gathered in the barren kendo, and picked the stars with one sword, so he could naturally pick the moon.
The huge red moon scimitar condensed in the funeral sky, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, was easily split by him with the blood abyss.
The power of desolation made Funeral feel that everything would no longer exist.
"Your martial art is more ruthless than me, exterminate the world, what right way to talk about it?" Funian frowned gloomily, asked repeatedly, blowing beard and staring, pressing harder, Ziding and Haochen Tower also stumbled, and Haochen hit Haochen. The corners of the tower were mutilated and turned into fragments. The lines of the avenue were withered, decayed in the soil, and disappeared.
"You never understand." Luo Xingchen only replied with a sneer. The creation of Senior Ye Huang, who failed to carry forward, has ascended to heaven.
This kind of spirit must be passed on and let everyone understand that the rotten wasteland is better to be broken and recast to build a home.
If the world has been contaminated by evil spirits, it can only be completely eliminated from the source. His swordsmanship is only for liquidation, all sins, and blood to repay.
Besides, this is a cursed and imprisoned place, how can there be any creatures
"You will lose!"
Funeral took a step closer again, holding the magic knife in his hand, and slashing down towards Luo Xingchen's shoulder, without dying and taking off half of his skin.
However, Luo Xingchen had no fear. He tilted his head and suddenly lowered Hong Zhong Dalu. The immortal body was completely blocked. The power of this blow was enough to destroy the sky, but it did not hurt Luo at all. Stars.
Luo Xingchen's answer is still in color: "Hehe... I won't lose, you will!"
"why?"
Funeral's next knife cut Hong Zhong and Dalü both, and it seemed that Luo Xingchen would be divided into two.
However, Luo Xingchen was a ghostly messenger, and he shook abruptly, moving by the wind, leaving only his afterimage in place, slowly disappearing.
"Because there are too many people who are looking forward to me. Two of them are living with me. Living in my soul and in my blood! One is called Dandan and the other is Yehuang! Don't you understand!"
"Hahaha... When death is approaching, I start talking nonsense, what do you mean? What is Yehuang? I have never heard of it! You are worthy to scare me too! Yellow-mouthed kid, take your life!"
The funeral day was disheveled, and his smile was cold and dead. At the speed of the moonlight, he shuttled behind Luo Xingchen and suddenly attacked. The cold wind broke through the golden body and almost cut Luo Xingchen under his horse.
However, suddenly the flower of the five elements bloomed brilliantly, an ice crystal lotus, as the foundation, extinguishing yin and yang, as an aid, the sleeping star giant, like a mad dragon awakening, eye-catching soul, suddenly like a real shot, empty-handed The evil sword that held the burial sky was as stable as Mount Tai, and the sky fell without fear.
Funeral was surprised again, Luo Xingchen's reaction speed, he used 80% of his strength and 90% of his speed, but he was also stopped.
"Will you be awakened by me in your dreams? I am not dead. You sleep in the coffin every day, do you live?"
Luo Xingchen stood among the colorful Dao lotus, with handsome features, long wind fluttering, black shirt like ink, heroic appearance, still pointing his sword at the funeral sky, and he hasn't made any moves yet.
Such a arrogant god is enough to deter all opponents in the world, sweep the wasteland, and seek defeat alone.
The sword is leaning against the blue sky, with the back of the day, standing on the lotus platform, Daolian gives birth to the spirit of chaos.
Funeral Sky lowered his head, with doubts, reminding himself: "The altar of my ancestral land allows me to advance, proving the three realms of Taoism and good fortune, and reaching the peak of life...
Above life creation is the way of heaven, which proves that my ancestors are no less than the rules of heaven!
You are just a branch of the Dao of Heaven. Could it be that you can defeat the Dao of Heaven? "
"Don't guess, you might as well try, can you break my defense..."
After that, the two men started a shocking battle again, coming and going, intertwined with each other, the light and shadows flickered back and forth, every inch of the sky was shattered, but they were cursed to return to their original state, only the purple clouds on that day, intertwined with the aurora, Haochen Tower, collides with the purple tripod, the sacred sword of the blood abyss, and the red moon scimitar, the lotus flower opens, the undefeated star king, the red moon chaos, the evil spirits, see the sky and the underground, the six paths and the five elements of the sky, which occupy Supreme, billions of afterimages, indistinguishable to the naked eye...
At the same time, Jiang Shaoyang is also in another deserted place, fighting the blood bat in a desperate duel. It is also an endless card collision, shaking the earth, but it is called the Great Sect of the Ten Thousand Worlds, the ancient palace, the hidden Sejong gate, the ancient secret Family, no one compares shoulder to shoulder.
But at this moment, the Xuanling Tower was playing soy sauce from the outside world. After a bloody battle, their spiritual alliance destroyed the main force of the Ziwen Cthulhu. The Xuanling Tower was flying everywhere, carrying out finishing work, and removing those who did not repent. Cthulhu, all suppression and refining are under the sacred artifact of Hongmeng!
The Spirit Realm Alliance has gone through this battle and suffered heavy losses, and they do not regret it.
There are a lot of partners who fought and discussed, never returning, buried in the dream bubble, and died together with the original evil god, and no one has ever retreated.
Now, the Xuanling Pagoda is leisurely and leisurely, outside of the matter, another activity is carried out to solve all the purple-patterned evil gods, only the forty-nine evil gods in the evil moon realm are undefeated, sitting in the heavens, the right place and the people, condensing the evil ancestor altar, and punishing the sky. The formations, forty-nine of them, are almost equivalent to the evil kings of rank eight or nine, and they are already standing on the commanding heights of the ten thousand realms.
In the killing formation, Yue Wushuang worked desperately and was able to defend herself, but she never broke through the defenses. For the forty-nine Evil Kings with purple stripes, she tried her best, as if none of them could be killed.
She was panting, with her long hair loose, like a world-famous fierce demon, slaying the sky with anger.
"Little girl, give up your defeat... It's a waste of effort, Ten Thousand Realms, belongs to my Red Moon Demon Cult, I teach it, it's enough."
The evil gods began to be proud, squinting, staring at her, leisurely and confidently.
At this moment, the Profound Spirit Pagoda was able to toss back and forth on the far shore of the ten thousand realms, bringing many survivors who were still alive. Some of them did not participate in this ultimate battle. They were always kept in the dark. When the opportunity to invade them, the spirit world alliance's gods and immortals worked together to solve it cleanly. Only after they were saved, did they understand the vastness of the profound spirit pagoda.
At this moment, they are watching. In this unprecedented battle, the Xuanling Pagoda does not help Luo Xingchen, but uses his omniscient celestial eye to directly open a Xumi screen, so that all the strong can see clearly. This is The final three pictures.
In the first picture, Yue Wushuang enters the Tiger Den Longtan, with her undefeated spiritual master, summoning the origin of the stars, fighting against the substantive red stars, preferring to die and not retreating, and the heroic spirit is pressing.
In the second act, Luo Xingchen used all his trump cards, all kinds of phenomena, and ten thousand ways merged.
In the third act, Jiang Shaoyang uses the ten square Taoist palace, holds the yin and yang to beat the magic whip, and rotates the heavenly divination compass, invincible, against the blood bat, the king of evil, the blood wheel eye, the evil five elements, devouring luck, seizing the fate of heaven, sinister and cunning, empty The body of mud, the diamond is not broken.
Three peerless battles, the three kings of the age, burned all their efforts, fought for the Tao, listened to the heart, their will, roaring for nine days, the soul of war, eternal.
Yue Wushuang was a female classmate, but she shocked the world. She did not lose to Luo Xingchen, Jiang Shaoyang, and her peerless heroic figure, reflected in the hearts of the people, leaving a lingering shadow.
"This is King Yuexian! Why not call her Emperor Yuexian! She is the pride of our women! Come on!"
The tears of countless female streamers were shining, and Yue Wushuang's will moved them. Even if they couldn't think about it, they were praying for Yue Wushuang, hoping that she would get rid of this group of eternal scum.
"God Jiang! Hahaha... Look! This is the symbol of our Heavenly Ancient Realm! His standing makes us splendid in the Heavenly Ancient Realm! Jiang Shen Wang, peerlessly invincible, trampled that ugly monster to death!"
The ancient immortal realm and the ancient great realm all cheered for Jiang Shaoyang, who was fighting bloody battles. Even if Jiang Shaoyang couldn't hear him, they still believed that this will, God's way, cannot be kicked back, and must be passed on to him!
"Did you see it? That is the glory of our spirit world! The legend of the spirit world! Immortal Xingjun, the old demon of the funeral! See if he is anxious, how long can he jump? Xingjun, defeat him! Even the spirit world The group is gone! There is only one person left, which is enough for us to remember you—"
The Spirit Realm Alliance was equally passionate. Seeing that Funeral Sky could not win Luo Xingchen, they shouted proudly: "My Xingjun is one hundred and fifty thousand years old! The dog in Funeral Sky is one hundred and fifty million years old! He is a real one. Scrap dog! Give me such a long time, I've even killed God! Hahaha..."
Three scenes, synchronized, apocalyptic remedy, cracking the triple killing game, perhaps, a breath still exists, hope will not die...