Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

"kill!"

In the sword of a young sword, Chu Tian could not help but be excited!

He was screaming loudly, and the thunder torch that pushed all the magical powers could not help but be shocked, and suddenly made a thunderous loud noise: "Good!"

The snoring of Chutian is just ordinary. The thunder torch has a glimpse of it. The emptiness in front of him is violently turbulent. A space vortex with a diameter of a thousand miles suddenly appears. A wave of sound condenses into a substantial sound wave, and the body of the horn is blasting. Turned into a black smoke to fight around.

The black lava field in front of it was shaken up by a thousand miles, hundreds of thousands of miles deep, and there were tens of thousands of miles of huge rift.

Everything in the rift, magma, silt, rock formations, and even deeper veins and veins, were all smashed by the thunderbolt, and turned into a turbid world of heaven and earth re-emerged between heaven and earth.

Chu Tian handed a trick, the green sword with a slip of sword light, slowly returned to the hands of Chu Tian.

Chutianyiyi, the speed of the Qingjian sword flying is more than a hundred times slower than the previous one. Actually, it gives Chutian a kind of wind and candle, and it seems that the old talents who have begun to shrink in the age of eighty or ninety years old have a declining atmosphere.

Look carefully, Chutian heartache.

The green sword and the sword pierced the body of the horned owl. The black plasma in the horned owl was stained with a green scorpion sword. It was also known that the blood of the horned owl contained some evil power. The green scorpion sword seemed to be soaked by Wang Shui. Like the iron rods, the whole body has been eroded out of a small hole, and the spiritual damage is extremely heavy, and the vitality is more than half.

The Qingjian sword was screaming in the hands of Chutian, and he was weak and unable to lose the power of fighting again.

Chu Tian stayed, and screamed in the direction of the disappearance of the horns. He indulged for a moment, extended his left hand, and a black flame from the palm of his hand erupted from his palm and circled around the green sword quickly.

The black blood in the horned owl was burned out, and Chutian quickly injected a group of ‘speed’, ‘sharp’ and ‘tallow yin’ into the green sword. After a while, he added dozens of groups of 'hard', 'flexible', 'destroyed', and 'not bad', which can greatly enhance the solidity of the green sword.

Only sharpness and speed are not enough. Chutian understands this.

In the face of this enemy of the horns, in addition to the powerful lethality of the weapon, the weapon must also have a powerful body that is sufficient to resist the erosion of the evil spirits of the horns. Otherwise, it will certainly suffer losses when it is killed.

On the surface of the Qingjian sword, there was a stream of flashing lights. Chutian held the sword front of the Qingjian sword in his left hand, and grasped the sword handle in his right hand. A lot of blood was sprayed from the palm of his hand and evenly spread on the sword.

I got the nourishment of Chutian blood, and the speed of the Qingjian sword absorbed the gods increased a lot, but also the Chutian essence added, the energy of the Qingyi sword was quickly recovered, and it was cheerfully gently in the hands of Chutian. Beat up.

The thunder torch stopped on the side, and he gasped for a while, turned around and took a tribute to Chu Tian: "Tianshi!"

This sound ‘Tianshi’, Lei Ju is convinced.

Before the Tianzu's homeowners and elders respected Chutian, it was because Chutian was the chief servant of the nephew. No one dared to offend the deaf children, no one would dare to offend Chutian!

But in the high-level hearts of these heavenly people, they are not looking down on Chutian.

A dog who walked away from the dog-屎-yun was seen by the nephew, even if he was the chief servant of the nephew, he could not change the origin of his scorpion.

However, Chu Tian’s sword killed the horned owl, and this strength is worthy of Lei Ju’s respect for him.

The celestial beings are arrogant, and their pride is conditional. In the face of powerful enough creatures, the celestial beings do not marry their goodwill and respect. Just like the illusion of God, in Chutian's view, the power of the illusion of God is ordinary, which does not hinder the power behind the celestial celestial being and the celestial ally!

Therefore, Lei Ju was very respectful to thank Chutian, and the thunder of his chest was flashing, and the heart dug by the birth was rapidly reborn.

As long as the soul is not damaged, a little injury on the body is nothing to the power of the heavens. Don't say that only the heart is dug out, even if the body is turned into a meat sauce, they can be reborn quickly.

"Lei family is very polite!" Chu Tian also took a breath, very sorry to look at the huge rift that was shocked by Lei Ju.

The low-ranking warriors of those who are in the corner of the horns are gone, but among the warriors of the horns, there are also thousands of evil spirits. These thousand-eyed demons can be the top source of the gods. They were shocked by the thunderbolt and became a fly ash. It is impossible to recycle.

Chutian wants to repair the heaven and earth furnace, the infinite gods and the Taiyin Wanhuan wheel. He also wants to upgrade the grades of the Ziyang Jinyang Furnace and the Qinglan Sword, which are all from the open source of the gods!

These thousand-eyed demons, which were killed by the thunderbolt, are all wasted!

A madness rises on the ground, and there are countless black smokes coming together in all directions. Chu Tian was so moved, and yelled at Lei Ju: "Lei Jiazhu, beware!"

With one hand pointing, the green scorpion sword that just replied with a little energy flew forward. Chutian’s eyebrows flashed with a moonlight. The flight speed was much slower than that of the peak. The green sword was wrapped in a moonlight and instantly arrived at the thunder. .

The sound of '啪' was crisp, a height of about two feet, and the half-man and half-beetle of the horns appeared in the back of the thunder. The warrior of the horns had not figured out what happened, it was dark. The smoke has quickly got into his body.

Then a sorghum's miserable screams rose from the sky. The body of this horned warrior squirmed violently, and a shiny black horn was drilled from his body. His face, like a beetle, quickly squirmed and quickly turned into The face of the horned owl.

The black gas of the big regiment emerged from behind the horned owls. Four black flaming python heads rushed out of the black smoke. The snakes that grew for a thousand feet squirmed fiercely, and the four huge snakeheads made a sly Arc, slammed into the triple treasure behind the thunder.

The corners of the horns jerked forward, and the thin pointed corners of the fists tore the air, each of which had black smoke around it, and a black flame spewed out quickly.

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A large piece of blood like a plasma sprayed out, and the thunderbolt was sorely screaming, and the body trembled like a fish that had left the water.

The heart was just reborn, and it was once again hit hard. Lei Ju was furious and angry. The electric light on his head rushed up. A blue and white ray of a fist rushed out and slammed into the head of the horned owl.

‘咔嚓’.

Lei Zhu smashed the head of the horned owl, and the four black-headed snake heads collided, and the body of the thunder torch was torn into pieces and swallowed.