Infinite Heroes Seat

The dazzling and magnificent beam of light pierced through the sky, soaring above the nine heavens, like the scorching sun, majestic and magnificent.

The sea of ​​blood rolled over, nine ghosts and gods whispered softly, thousands of creatures struggling hard, the huge vortex was as deep and mysterious as reincarnation.

"Zhu Xian...Zhu Xian...that's Zhu Xian!"

"Sister Lu and Senior Sister Lu succeeded! We are saved!"

In front of the Yuqing Temple, looking at the colorful divine sword, all Qingyun disciples forgot to cheer. That is their hope, that is the glory that Qingyunmen has inherited for thousands of years, and that is their pride carved in their bones. , Everyone firmly believes that as long as Zhuxian is there, Qingyunmen will never perish.

But all the disciples of the Demon Cult stopped strangely, and then everyone's face showed pain, their faces were distorted, countless blood mist spread out from their seven orifices, and then continued. The ground gathered in the sea of ​​blood in the sky, one or two, and after a while everyone fell to the ground, and there was no more movement.

In the blink of an eye, there are only a few dozen people and corpses left in the entire Yunhai Square. The weird scene or work is absolutely eye-catching, but at this time everyone is looking at the sky and watching. This last battle between good and evil.

The blood mist gathered, and the sea of ​​blood surged, and finally formed a blood-colored giant standing upright, floating behind Mo Wen.

Standing on the Fulong Ding, Mo Wen smiled and opened his arms, shouting loudly: "Come on, come on, Xueqi, let's end it this time!"

As he laughed. The blood-colored giant behind him roared and shook a hundred li, a pair of huge arms swept straight at the sword pillar with overwhelming power.

Among the sword pillars. In the depths of the radiance, a figure slowly revealed, because the radiance was so brilliant that she couldn't see her face clearly, but only from the outline revealed by the light and shadow, one could see that slender and peerless figure.

"as you wish!"

Holding a quaint long sword in her hand, Lu Xueqi's cold voice echoed throughout the world. Then I saw the huge colorful divine sword in the beam of light. Cut it directly.

There was no violent sound, no dazzling light, but where the great sword passed, the red mist disappeared like the first snow in the sun. Just one face, the scarlet giant's arms were cut into two sections.

There is no such thing as the ever-changing, overwhelming billions of small swords, a single colorful sword of Qi, but the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation is better than the past. The brilliance of the power is faintly tearing the sky and pulling the stars. A sense of horror.

Seeing Zhu Xian succeeded in one blow, in front of the Taiqing Palace. All Qingyun disciples cheered and their morale skyrocketed, but Lu Xueqi, who was holding Zhu Xian in the sky, didn't see any excitement.

Sure enough, I saw the next moment. The two severed arms of the Scarlet Giant suddenly turned into a cloud of blood and returned to the Giant. In the blink of an eye, two more undamaged arms grew out.

"It really deserves to be the Zhuxian Sword Formation, it's really amazing!"

The cheers of the crowd below stopped abruptly, and looked at the slightly shallow arms of the Scarlet Giant. Mo Wen smiled and said lightly.

"But. I'm going to be serious too, be careful, Xueqi!"

As Mo Wen's arm was raised high, the blood-colored giant in the sky took a new change. It turned into a sea of ​​blood, and then split into countless huge blood cells.

"go with!"

Immediately the arm slid down, and the blood ball turned into **** arrows and shot towards the colorful sword.

With the sizzling sound, as the **** arrow attacked, the colorful divine sword made a sound of corrosion, and the brilliance on it dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Lu Xueqi, who was holding the Zhuxian Sword, groaned in her mouth.

Silently, on the fierce sky battlefield, a huge air current vortex appeared, deep black like a bottomless abyss, staring coldly at the mundane world, while under the vortex, he was beaten back by **** arrows. The colorful Zhuxian Great Sword has faded away and turned into a hot and dazzling white lightsaber.

"cut!"

As if about to pierce the sky, the white lightsaber pierced towards Mo Wen standing on the Fulong Ding with an aura of destruction.

The incredibly hot light, comparable to the glory of the sun, the white lightsaber attacked into the area filled with blood cells like a bamboo, and the blood arrow that had brought a lot of obstacles before this time was vaporized by the light and heat brought by the white light. Up.

"It's really dangerous!"

There was bursts of burnt odor from the tips of his forehead, but Mo Wen's face did not change.

I saw his right foot stomped down suddenly, and the entire Fulong Ding cracked open, and in a light crackling sound, it turned into countless fragments.

Qingyunmen including Lu Xueqi were all taken aback. I don’t know when they destroyed the magic weapon at this time, but the complexion of everyone changed in the next moment. As the Fulong Ding ground was broken, a tall ghost suddenly appeared. Behind Mo Wen, the deathly silence, despair, and endless desire to kill, just looking at that magic shadow, all kinds of negative emotions surfaced in people's hearts.

The blood in the sky seemed to be guided, and it gathered on the demon in an instant.

The ten-thousand-meter shadow began to shrink sharply, thousands, hundreds, and ten meters. In the end, the magic shadow turned into a body of only ten meters, but the momentum on it increased unabated, like a mountain that pressed people’s hearts. It's a sink.

With a frantic roar, the weird shadow moved with a sensation, and the flick of his arms actually clamped the tip of the huge white lightsaber.

The hot white light splashed, and the lightsaber approached Mo Wen inch by inch, but the speed was getting slower and slower.

Some of his eyes couldn't be opened by the dazzling white light, but Mo Wen had no intention of retreating at all, standing in the air, still holding the brilliant smile on his face.

Time seemed to have passed for a century, and as if only a moment later, the Zhuxian Sword finally stopped just a few inches in front of Mo Wen, and Mo Wen could almost feel the terrifying power of destruction on the Zhuxian Sword.

Lu Xueqi desperately urged Zhu Xian, but it was useless. The distance was as close as the end of the world, and Zhu Xian could no longer advance under the palms of the demon shadow.

Looking at the girl holding the ancient sword in the light and shadow, Mo Wen slightly narrowed his eyes and raised his hand again.

Grumbling, like the sound of water flowing, but also like the sound of a heart beating, the back of the magic shadow swelled continuously, and two thick arms grew out of it, and then the arms were held together, forming a hammer. With a roaring wind, it slammed down suddenly.

boom!

With a terrible sound, the Demon Shadow's hands were burnt to black, but the huge lightsaber that Zhu Xian transformed was also trembling, and the light dimmed a little.

boom! boom! boom!

Hammering successively, Mo Ying was like a blacksmith, constantly waving its giant hammer on Zhu Xianjian.

boom! boom! boom!

Every blow seemed to hit the Qingyunmen's heart, knocking out their last hope.

Finally, as Mo Wen raised his hand again, the demon shadow behind him looked up to the sky and roared, and in front of it, the brilliance of Zhuxianjian was dimmed.

"what!"

Many female disciples of Qingyunmen came down and didn't dare to watch the next scene, while those male disciples looked sad and indignant.

"Does the sky perish me Qingyunmen?"

Tian Buyi watched all this and whispered, and not far from him, Shuiyue's face had become white and there was no more color.

"Is it all over like this?"

Holding the Zhuxian Sword in the lightsaber, Lu Xueqi bit her lower lip slightly, and looked at the man not far in front of her with some unwillingness.

With a smile on his face, Mo Wen waved his arm down.

There was a loud bang, resounding through the entire world, a hot white beam of light suddenly blasted down from the sky, directly blasted into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, and sank toward the back mountain of Qingyunmen.

The Demon Shadow unwillingly roared to the sky~www.wuxiamtl.com~ There was a huge hollow in its chest, the turbulent blood was dispersed, the wounds continued to expand, and finally disappeared under the hot white light.

"Ok?"

The Qingyunmen disciples looked at everything that happened blankly. They didn't understand what happened and how the situation was reversed in an instant. The female disciples who had avoided their eyes chased after their companions and asked.

But gradually, smiles appeared on everyone's faces, and they couldn't help shouting loudly. No matter what, they won and they survived.

In the sky, Lu Xueqi watched all this quietly, there was nothing in her hand, and the sword of Zhu Xian had disappeared.

The expression on her face couldn't help changing, but in the end she gritted her teeth, summoned Tianya, turned into a blue light, and flew towards the back mountain of Qingyunmen. (To be continued)

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