Lord of the Low Version System

Xuanyuan is very strong. After all, it was the owner of the ancient times, and it was changed to the Fuxi gate, which gained many benefits.

Yuqian Sanqian finally became a avenue, and disappeared after taking the yellow dragon.

Unexpectedly, he has been penance in the world.

If it wasn't for Fu Xi's order, it was still under cultivation at this time.

Two thousand years have passed, and his strength has become more and more unpredictable, and he can even face his son-in-law.

Xuanyuan Sword cuts straight and stabs straight, without skill, but all contain the truth.

The epee has no sharp edge, and it does not work. The power of the Sword of the Holy Spirit is vividly displayed.

His body was more and more powerful, as if a scorching sun shines on the world.

Although the son-in-law is strong, she is weaker by one degree in strength, and becomes weaker with time.

At first, there were still contacts, but now Xuanyuan is completely suppressed, as if they will lose at any time.

Nu Wa's left leg and knee were weakly supported on the ground, and the weight of her whole body was transferred to the oblique branched sky snake stick.

Zi Xuan wanted to pass by, but Xi Tong grabbed her shoulders and lifted them up, letting her play without letting go.

Xuanyuan's long sword flew up and whispered, "Nuwa, this matter has nothing to do with you. If your consciousness recedes, you can spare your mother and child.

"Unexpectedly, the little clay figurines of that year can already dominate my life and death."

The son-in-law smiled, "Unfortunately, you forgive me, but heaven does not forgive me."

With her palms raised, her son-in-law sighed as she watched the fast-skinned flesh and the slowly appearing dark spots.

"Come on, kill me, step over my corpse, complete the task the master gave you, and go back and exchange two bones."

Xuanyuan was not happy or angry, but hesitated.

He was resolute and decisive in his arrogant scene.

But the son-in-law dispelled all the defenses, as if he was an old woman, but he did not dare to shoot.

It is not mercy and mercy, but fear of fraud.

It is true that the son-in-law's death was soon, and even if she did not, she would not live long.

However, because of this, the son-in-law is even more unscrupulous and desperate, and many of the contraindications against bitterness are all at hand.

She was going to die anyway, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

Xuanyuan did not want to be pulled back.

After all, he made a name for himself, Xiuxian asked, looking for a long life, the future is unlimited, and he must not be buried with his son-in-law.

The son-in-law didn't urge, let alone anxiety, and sat quietly on her knees, as if the old grandmother basking in the sun in the winter.

She closed her eyes and whispered the words of creation.

Xuanyuan listened with red ears, and felt complacent.

Seeing that he was unwilling to listen, the son-in-law gave a haha, but said it in more detail. No tricks or gestures were missed in all postures.

Xi Tong listened very carefully, because it was a human experience.

It is not the experience of creating men and women, but the experience of creating men without men.

Oops, it gets darker and darker, anyway, it's not the experience you made.

Every word and every sentence contains the philosophy of the road, which points directly to the origin of heaven.

Many of the contents are incomprehensible, and he does not need to understand them. He only needs to record these contents, and then he will come back to appreciate it when he rises.

After listening for a while, Xi Tong faintly understood that these chats are not only the strategy of the son-in-law to deal with Xuanyuan, but also a good show and gift to himself.

It is indeed a son-in-law. Taking one step and watching three steps, even the light words can be turned into sharp weapons and heavy weights.

On the other side, Chonglou suppresses forces and constantly collides with Feipong.

Longyang didn't take a sword. He knew that Fan Tie wouldn't be able to hurt the devil's body, so he might as well choose fists and feet.

Chonglou also put away the Yanbo blood blade on his wrist, because this kind of weapon, the strong wind alone is enough to destroy Longyang.

Two people, you punch me in the palm of your hand, and you kick me in the leg.

Fist to meat, fist to see blood.

The anger in Zhonglou's heart finally had a vent.

The pain of being betrayed by Longyang was all released and vented in the collision and impact of the body.

The blood in the pupil bloomed, and there was a sign of madness in Zhonglou.

Feipeng knows that this is a good opportunity.

With Zhonglou's more true character, once he uses the power beyond the limit, he will inevitably give in. When the time comes, he will be forced to leave.

If Zhonglou cannot control his strength, his body will surely die.

However, Feipeng didn't hesitate to go to Tang Wu to fire and die, and it was originally his obligation.

Thinking of this, Feipengquan is like a phantom, ten punches in an instant, and each punch has the strength to crack the stone.

Things were the same as expected by the flying poncho, and the heavy building didn't evade, and it was hard-wired with the chest.

Seeing this scene, the poncho could not help but increase its gravity and exerted 12 points of skill.

As a result of this slam, the heavy building on the edge of insanity is bound to be wild, and everything around it will be affected.

However, after Longyang punched him up, he only heard the sound of clicking and crunching, and Zhonglou's chest was actually sunken. Zhonglou also murmured and stepped back.

impossible! ?

Fei Peng is unbelievable. He couldn't believe that Chonglou's body would be so fragile that he couldn't afford a mortal punch.

Chonglou rushed forward while holding tightly on the shoulder of Feipeng.

"Do you think I will take advantage of you with the demon body?"

"In your heart, there are always thoughts that have nothing to do with fighting. This is the key to your failure to become a strong one!"

"You are not weak to be greedy, stingy, or foolish! You are not single!"

"When will you be able to qualify for my opponent."

After speaking, Zhong Lou raised his right fist and slammed into Feipong's face fiercely.

Feipeng sighed sadly, he knew that he was defeated, he lost ground, and never had a chance to return.

His heart was sorrowful, and the next moment, his temperament suddenly changed, and he changed back to Long Yang's indignant look again.

Longyang exclaimed when he saw the fist growing rapidly in front of him.

"Stop, stop, what are you doing?"

"Come here, escort!"

Chonglou's fist stopped abruptly, stopping one centimeter from the tip of Longyang's nose. The strong wind from the fist caused Longyang's face to shake and set off waves of meat.

Seeing his own situation, Longyang knew that the guards could not count on him, so he turned to Xi Tong with his hands in confusion and pleased.

Humph!

Chonglou seemed to be greatly humiliated, and threw Longyang on the ground like throwing garbage ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Xuanyuan also snorted.

He couldn't stand the rogue goods of Longyang and his companion as his subjects, as Fu Xi's left arm and right arm.

Chonglou resolved the stumbling guy of Longyang and turned to face Xuanyuan.

His eyes were burning and his warfare was aggressive.

This is his father-killing foe and his fond opponent.

Unfortunately, Xuanyuan did not show up after the battle of Zhuolu, and Zhonglou failed to fight him from beginning to end.

Huh!

The Yanbo blood blade popped up instantly, and the atmosphere of the heavy building locked Xuanyuan tightly.

They were both masters who could never be forced, and the momentum was violent, and a storm rolled up in place.

Where the storm passed, the son-in-law's body seemed to be weathered, and instantly turned into a handful of loess, leaving only the celestial stick that slantedly stuck to the ground.

Zi Xuan could no longer control the grief in her heart, and her little feet ran over as soon as she landed, crying with her mother's relic.

On the other side, Xuanyuan's face became a little purple and black.

He knew that he had been tricked!

Stunned for a full three minutes by a corpse.

Three minutes elsewhere may not matter, but at this time, this place is enough to turn things around and change everything.

Because, a series of wailing sounds in the casting sword furnace.

At the same time, the door of all mysteries was opened, and the holy light of all kinds was poured down.

The heavenly power of the mysterious and mysterious is like the rapids of a waterfall, which is poured into the sword furnace.

This scene is far beyond the vision released by Xuanyuan Sword.

However, the lid of the Forged Sword Furnace was still tightly secured and showed no sign of opening.

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