Marquis of Grand Xia

    On Jiyu Peak, the tough battle ended in the end, the Black Ink Lord died, the divine soul dissipated, and the blood was scattered.

    Sprinkled Zhu Hong, dyed red peaks, full of scars, declared the fierce battle.

    The Phoenix, which took the last move, was hit hard and the blood was stained with dust.

    Demon Body stepped forward and gathered in the palm of the hand to fully heal the wound.

    Not far away, Primal Chaos had a hesitant color several times in the depths of his throat. However, the mind in his heart finally defeated the greed of nature and did not dare to shoot.

    Not long after, Demon Body closed his eyes, looking at Primal Chaos on the side, the cold crimson killing intent did not hide, this Ominous Beast, leaving one day sooner or later will become a scourge.

    "Leave it a life, it's still useful"

    At this moment, the Phoenix Body opened his eyes and opened his eyes.

    "What use?"Demon Body looks back, coldly says.

    “Yin'er cultivation base is still shallow and needs people to protect. Ah Man's strength is not weak, but after all, he doesn't like to kill, so he may suffer.” Phoenix Body calmly said.

    Demon Body Silence, after a moment, nodded.

    "You look at it, I am going to get something."

    The Phoenix Body Divine Consciousness swept through the entire Black Ink Mountain and immediately walked deep into the Jiyu Peak.

    The collapsed Black Ink Gate peak was sore and nowhere else. The Phoenix Body waved open the boulder in front of it and stepped into the secret place destroyed by the war.

    Among the secret place, a large drug has now been destroyed, and no one is intact. The Phoenix Body has passed and has not stopped for a while.

    Secret place Deep, a stone gate blocked, seven were destroyed, and the things inside were destroyed by the aftermath of the war.

    Of the remaining two, one is relatively intact, but the stone gate is also cracked everywhere, apparently reaching the limit.

    As for the last one, it was actually unharmed. After this terrible battle, it was still intact.

    Phoenix Body waved, green cauldron appeared, and immediately went straight to the stone gate.

    The next moment, on Jiyu Peak, the rumble of the rumble sounded for ten years before stopping.

    In the eighth stone gate, the hill-like Source Immortal Jade piles up, and thousands of thousands of Black Ink Gates have accumulated over the years.

    On the Completion, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi is not enough to meet the needs of cultivation. Only enough Immortal Jade can be used for faster cultivation.

    The Phoenix Body is condensed, and after a while, the phoenix appears, the flame rises, and a powerful suction spreads out, engulfing the Immortal Jade.

    Take Immortal Jade, the Phoenix Body stepped forward to the ninth stone gate, and squatted directly against the green cauldron.

    With the bang, the rock of the mountain rumbling, however, the stone gate's sturdiness is beyond imagination, and it remains intact.

    Phoenix Body's eyes are not changing, taking advantage of the green cauldron, and smashing it again and again.

    The rumble of the rumble, one after another, I don’t know how long it lasted. The mountains and rocks around the collapsed mountains continued to fall, and the dust was scattered all over the sky.

    In the distance, Demon Body looked at the direction of the vibration, and a pair of cold scorpions did not fluctuate, waiting quietly.

    Next to it, Primal Chaos did not dare to stand on the sidelines, his head lowered, and he covered the brilliance of his eyes.

    On Jiyu Peak, the night gradually passed, and the east was covered with a white belly, and the dawn of the dawn shone, dispelling the darkness of the ice.

    Secret place Deep, the stone gate that was stunned for a long time, finally hard to bear the burden, a crack appeared, and collapsed.

    In the eye, a stone platform stands in the secret room. On the stone platform, a piece of paper made of black divine metal rises and falls, and the light of the sky flows, which looks extremely extraordinary.

    Phoenix Body stepped forward and looked at the text on the divine metal, and the scorpion picked up slightly.

    Yin-Yang Immortal Art !

    Waved through the divine metal, the Phoenix Body finally glanced at the secret room and immediately turned away.

    Divine metal was taken away, the sun was dissipated in the secret room, and the ruined Black Ink Gate secret place was finally difficult to support, collapsed and collapsed, and buried the glory of the millennium.

    On Jiyu Peak, the Phoenix Body came, looked at the Demon Body, calmed, "Leave it."

    "En."

    Demon Body nodded, slammed the Primal Chaos not far away and stepped away.

……

    Jiyu Peak, the end of the war, Absolute Beginning Forbidden Land, King Sword, Dusk of Gods battle, and the most critical moment, Nether Artifact Divine Might shocked, King Sword is even more extraordinary, the unresolved battle of blade and sword, The battle for the summit is now re-opened.

    The Nether Palace's esteemed True Boundary, cultivation base shaking the old and illuminating the new, the Unrivalled Foundation and the rare divine weapon, the recruits are devastating, the Heaven and Earth Principle is difficult to bear, and quickly collapses.

    However, King's swords are fearless, and the dual swords are wielding, fast, thunderous, windy, invading like fire, sinking into the mountains, surpassing the sword of Human World's peak, and fighting the Nether Palace.

    The battle of unparalleled, can not stand side by side, the more shocking battle of the Vietnam War, affecting the attention of countless Expert.

    A thousand miles away, a powerful Aura appears, a peak, a virtual flying sword, a battle of the world.

    In front of the Nether Palace, the wind and sand are raging, the battle of the two strong, the more white heat, the constant splash of blood, is the vivid mark of the two people forgetting the battle.

    "Sting"

    A shrill squeaking sound rang, Mo Luotian's left shoulder shirt split, and the difference was a little, and the sword light went wrong.

    "Expert"

    After a long battle, Mo Luotian looked a little condensed, and the hands of World's Destruction Dusk of Gods Nether Qi surged, and Shen Haoyuan rose sharply, suddenly, the sky was sinking, and the thunder fell.

    By the way, the black thunder and the astounding tension spread, and all directions Heaven and Earth.

    King stared, his left hand waved, Sand Sword flew out, coiled around, hard to stop the thunder.

    With a bang, the thunder broke through the sand, the blade light crossed, a splash of blood and a mist of dust.

    For the first time, King retired to Half-Step, holding the right hand of the sword, bloody and drowning, dyed red sword front.

    Azure sword is difficult to hold, the battle suddenly turned down, when Sword Artist lost the sword, why dare to call the peak.

    "The heroic Sword Artist, now, can you still have some strength?"

    Mo Luotian looked at the blood that was falling on the right arm of the former, coldly says.

    King was speechless, looking at his right arm and his brow wrinkled slightly.

    At this moment, thousands of miles away, the look of the audience in the battle also flashed different colors. It seems that this battle was won by Mo Luotian.

    "Unfortunate Sword Artist"

    A purple man sighs softly and reveals the color of regret. For hundreds of years, the reason why Nether Palace has never been shaken, the biggest obstacle is that Mo Luotian's existence is unmatched, the emergence of this Sword Artist, Undoubtedly gave them hope, I did not expect, in the end, I still have to lose.

    “Mo Luotian is still the strongest” a man wearing a crown opens, indifferently says.

    "A hundred years ago, the little son of Little White abandoned the war, Mo Luotian unbeaten myths to continue, and today, I am afraid that it is really invincible." There is also a Reality Boundary peak of the Large Sect giant opening.

    The rest of the people heard the words, silenced, the little son of Little White, and a few others remember the name.

    When everyone talked, before the Nether Palace, the battle was reopened, and the Nether Palace in the hands of the Nether Palace was even more heavy. "The cruelness of win then live is the same."

    With a bang, red sword 撼 Dusk of Gods, King's left arm, blood overflow, dyed red Tsing Yi.

    “Is this True Boundary?”

    Prince Yan said a little, and there was a touch of emotion in the sputum, the long-lost injury, and miss.

    In a word, the void suddenly stagnate, the wind is horrified, countless thunders fall out of nowhere, Heaven fears, and Heaven and Earth shakes sharply.

    Mo Luotian saw it, his body plunged, and he was shocked.

    But at this moment, King's body was full of power, and Sword Breath rushed to Nine Firmaments. In the glory of the ink, a dark and colorful divine weapon was born.

    The sword swept, a kind of heaven collapsing earth shattering shock, the total weight of the Sealed Sword reproduces the dust mites, the sword came out, King's sealed community, quickly returned.

    "Sorry for the waitting"

    The green is returning to the sheath, and King is holding the sword, and the figure disappears instantly.

    Mo Luotian's scorpion shrank, slashed with the knife, and the moment when the two soldiers handed over, Aura felt a stagnation. Nether Qi on World's Destruction Dusk of Gods was swallowed by the sword edge, and Aura quickly weakened.

    Unpredictable changes, the sword edge crossed the arm, a waterfall full of blood, dyed red Heaven and Earth.

    With a snoring, Mo Luotian stepped out of the way and looked at the left arm of the hand holding the knife, and the look sank.

    "You are looking at Mo Luotian!"

    Nether Palace's respect for coldly says, only a sword, clearly can be kneeling in the right arm, the person in front of it, but temporarily changed the direction of the sword.

    "I lost the divine weapon, this battle is too boring, come again."

    Prince Yan said a faint sentence, stepping on the footsteps, and then blinking again, Scrying Abyss shines, the ten parties are banned.

    The re-enactment of the battle, Nether Palace Unrivalled divine weapon advantage is no longer, the blade light between the sword and shadow, recruited and controlled, the first support.

    Suddenly shocked, Scrying Abyss Dusk of Gods collided with the moment, the wind and sand, the sword, broke Nether Qi, brought out a dazzling blood.

    The King, King Sword, which is full of power, is in the air, like a screaming thunder, the sword light has passed, and the surrounding Heaven and Earth are completely empty.

    The sword that has not been stagnant for a moment is shocking. When the sword dances, the wind and sand are flying in the sky, transforming, dissipating, and unpredictable.

    The strongest King, the strongest dual swords, the first full force shot, powerful and shocking.

    Mo Luotian is trying his best to stop the move. However, the advantage has been lost and the situation is fully ruined.

    Unwilling to take this situation, Mo Luotian hardly took a sword, Hui Yuan Na, feng feng 斩 。.

    The blade light of the Cloud Firmament is open to the world, and the darkness is shocking.

    "slow"

    Blade light A moment, Scrying Abyss came one step at a time, the blood of the hand holding the knife spurted, the river changed hands, and the battle ended.

    The stunned landing of the stalwart is the shocking, unbeaten myth of Yuxiong’s end, ending today.

    "Pity"

    Scrying Abyss came to the fore, and King waved his hand to the sky and sighed and turned away.

    Mo Luotian's look is hard to remember, and she doesn't understand where she is.

    In the distance, the giants who watched the battle were equally shocked, and the unexpected endings were so ironic at the moment of the Dusk of Gods falling.

    Lost, it was defeated, Spirit Void Star Territory unbeaten myth, across all the mountains that Expert came, but lost in the hands of Sword Artist who do not even know.

    "In ten years, don't let this King hear any more about Nether Palace."

    Before the Nether Palace, Tsing Yi King took up the sword rack and faintly warned that he would just step away.

    The darkness of the cold night, the dawn of dawn is always difficult to see, King's body is flashing, and half of Merit Body is once again enclosed in the sword.

    Sword Artist discusses the sword, however, the taste of winning the sword, I do not know when to start, has been so bitter.