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The flying knife descends from the sky, hidden in the void, and cannot be captured by the naked eye, Sumeru hides mustard seeds, and mustard seeds are Nasumeru. In an instant, it stabbed Du Xuan's body, killing all the major dead holes around him.

Situ Jing's Divine Rank Four Elephant Divine Endowment - Must Hit! Kill Sure Hit, Kill Must Die! She once used the magic power of thousands of imperial weapons to cooperate with the talent of Sure Hit to kill several great enemies in a few days, killing a great murderous name!

Du Xuan's chaotic realm spread out in an instant, but several flying knives avoided the chaos and were still stuck in his body, but they couldn't pierce him with all their might.

Today's Hongmeng body is long different from the past, integrating the dust forging body of the previous life and the martial body energy of this life. Beyond the world, the strength can pull out the mountains, the flesh shell is far beyond ordinary people, except for the legendary immortal clan, no one can compare.

The Hongmeng rune flashed on the root god bone in the body, and the flow of Hongmeng's breath was about to turn into Kunpeng and fly out of the body. This is Hongmeng's body defending itself against the enemy, and Du Xuan's mind moves to suppress it.

The divine bone lingered with immortal divine light, and the strange divinity on the flying knife wanted to absorb the power of his root bone, but was pulled into his body by Hongmeng's backlash and turned into a stream of pure energy.

Situ Jing turned around and left, without any fighting. The face is full of horror, is this still a human being? The flesh blocks the flying knife, and the dragon and tiger roar with a punch, this is obviously the Rakshasa of the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, more like the demon than the demon race!

The mission of the flying knife has been completed, helping her create a glimmer of life, and the guqin is revealing holy light to hold her in the slightest. A handful of clear springs flow on the strings, slowly descending, forming a curtain of water. A few small fish made of water jumped out from time to time, with a crystal luster, which was sacred and extraordinary.

Du Xuan was really murderous, the stronger Situ Jing was, the more luck she took away from the Terran, and each of those unjust souls beside her was a Terran Tianjiao, but they all died under her forbidden magic.

"Death!"

He let out a low shout, and the Demon Sealing Array and the Immortal Flying Knife came out together, and the Eight Desolation Fists rolled up with boundless power, pulling away the small half-spirit river in his body. The four nine seals were dazzling, and the power of the small world in the interior was extremely sublimated, and Hongmeng's physical body was stimulated to the extreme by him.

This punch will wipe you out!

Rise!

This time, the onlookers really saw a reckless and evil dragon! Coiled around his arms, with his shoulders as tails, elbows as claws, and fists as dragon heads!

The dragon has fallen asleep, and a thousand mountains are shaken!

Call!

A shocking flame swept through the air, and the holy power was permeated, only to burn down for nine days! A large furnace was born and hung in the clouds. A fire magpie flew out of the furnace, the sound of the magpie was melodious and ethereal, and the holy fire in the furnace was raised.

The fire magpie spreads its wings and flies, with a wingspan of several miles, dragging its long tail feathers like a fairy phoenix!

A figure descended from the sky stepping on the holy furnace, and the fire magpie swept past him, stirring the fire of the nine heavens to scorch all things in the world. But he couldn't hurt him in the slightest, Mu Wushuang bathed in the holy flame of Nirvana like a god descending from the sky!

The undefeated god of war of the human race, Mu Wushuang, is here.

Rumble!

He blocked Du Xuan's blows with one hand, the finger bones in his palm were broken inch by inch, and the reckless and desolate dragon was full of ferocity and rose to the sky to tear him apart!

Mu Wushuang silently popped out a holy force that broke Du Xuan's momentum, and then the holy power waved, and the flames soared into the sky, knocking down the two people in the ring.

Situ Jing was covered in dust and lost his previous demeanor, nodding to Mu Lao to show his gratitude, and when he looked at Du Xuan again, his eyes were already full of fear.

Du Xuan retracted his momentum and calmed down the forcibly interrupted Linghe in his chest. The Purple Mansion sat firmly on the altar and suppressed the disordered qi.

He looked up at Mu Lao, with some confusion in his eyes. He had prevented himself from killing Lin Yang before, and at this time, he had taken action to protect the demon girl. He was very angry.

Mu Wushuang secretly sighed and let out a little demon, and that punch actually shattered half of his hand bones. You must know that his current martial arts body has stepped into the court, and he can fight the demon clan with his bare hands and tear the great demon of the Eastern Realm with his hands. but was destroyed by his punch, which surprised and delighted him.

"Little rabbit cub, even the master dares to fight?!" Mu Wushuang's divine sense said.

"Phew! The teacher is partial to outsiders, which I despise. ”

“......”

"I'll clean you up when I go back!"

He looked around, and it was silent all around, and the Nirvana furnace took the holy power and turned into an incense burner and fell into his palm.

Then came the shouts of the mountains and a tsunami, and all men and women, young and old, rich and poor, were cheering for the god of war of the human race at this moment! He brought hope to the human race, and created the myth of undefeat in blocking the city and the demon city for seven days! The Xiban was shocked by the demon clan in northern Xinjiang for thousands of years, and the entire empire has lived under the fear of extermination for thousands of years, and at this time he can finally vent the resentment in his heart and cheer to his heart's content!

"Our god of war!"

"The God of War is invincible!

"The first person in the past!"

......

Mu Wushuang raised his hand and suppressed the boiling voice. Then after a slight pause, the qi around which was disturbed by the two of them suddenly stabilized.

He took Du Xuan to sweep through the scattered rubble and was about to leave, not far away an extremely luxurious jade luan stopped, and from the car got down a prince dressed in a dragon robe and a sword eyebrow.

The person who came was Mu Haoyun, the third prince of the current Bifang Empire, who was magnificent, dignified and not angry. The chest is broad, and there is the majesty of ten thousand invincibles. The words are high-spirited, and the ambition of Lingyun is spitting out thousands of feet. The heart is ambitious and bold, like a lion descending from the clouds.

The tattoo on the dragon coat on Mu Haoyun's chest is not an ordinary ninety-five dragon shape, but a symbol of the Bifang Empire, Bifang Immortal Beast! The embroidery method is extremely clever, and it is as if a real immortal beast is forced into the air with a fake and real, which makes people tremble.

He stepped out in one step, like a lion pacing, like a dragon flying across. With an unrivalled royal demeanor, it is unconvincing. When the onlookers saw his outfit, they quickly knelt down and called His Highness.

Mu Wushuang frowned, he had always hated these red tapes, and he had always respected the rule of the world as talent. also fell out with the royal family because of this, although he was a prince, he never returned to the royal family. How can there be any saying that when you see the Son of Heaven, you kneel? Isn't that the spine in your chest broken?

Mu Haoyun saluted him and said softly, "Uncle Huang." Then Da Sleeve waved out a divine force to help everyone up, and his hand was silent and subtle. Before everyone could react, they were helped up by a strong force, and they were amazed.

Du Xuan's delusional pupil penetrated the void and reality, and in his eyes, the three princes were delicate, and it was really as Mu Wushuang said, what he had awakened was the former holy bloodline, and the divine power in his body was turbulent, and the holy power was endless.

The holy blood is inherited from generation to generation, and the founding ancestor of the empire, Mu Junlin, is rumored to be the threshold of the saint realm, almost touching the divine realm.

Mu Haoyun has an imperial demeanor between his hands and feet, but he is from a concubine, and he is squeezed out by the two brothers in the imperial city. If it weren't for the fact that he had been strong since he was a child, and awakened the former holy bloodline, I am afraid that he would have disappeared long ago.

"Shizi. ”

He nodded to Du Xuan, Du Xuan was stunned, the title of the son of the world was just a joking name for Wei Pang and Xu Qingqing, and he had never really been counted. He turned his head to look at Mu Wushuang, only to see him glance noncommittal.

Du Xuan snorted with disdain, he was not addicted to being a master, but he also had to be a father, and his face was really comparable to a wild boar.

He also replied, "Your Highness." ”

There was an invisible power in his arm, and Mu Haoyun took it quietly. The holy blood in his body surged and rumbled, and a divine power burst out from his body.

Du Xuan received the gift, and his left hand was faintly undetectable and took out several swords, Ling Xiao's sword technique pointed at Ling Xiao! Mu Haoyun was shocked, and pinched the emperor's decision-Bi Fang decision. A slight sound sounded in the dantian, like a fairy beast being born, like a god hibernating.

Kiss!

With a soft sound, the two of them made a move in the air, and each shook for a moment, regardless of the winner or loser.

"The sword of the prince of the world is magnificent, like the nine heavens, admire!"

"Your Highness's divine power, like an ancient god descending, immobile like a mountain, disrespectful!"

"Where is it, the prince's fist swallows mountains and rivers magnificently, and it is difficult to meet opponents among his peers, so he should be called invincible!"

"Your Highness raises love, Your Highness's divine power is turbulent, and the holy power is endless, and he is the best in the world!"

......

The two of them touted each other, and they had a sense of regret for each other. Mu Wushuang glared, Mu Haoyun hurriedly put away his presumptuous posture, and said with a smile: "I hate to see the prince of the world late, and I am a confidant." ”

He glanced around and said in a low voice: "Uncle Huang, it's better to hit the sun the next day, let's set up the ring match today, I also have some itchy hands." ”

Mu Wushuang saw that there were more and more onlookers, and even the people from the City Lord's Mansion were driving their horses over, so he nodded immediately.

Mu Haoyun ordered the battle flags to be hung on the left and right, and the war drums were beaten. There was a roar of drums. The drums of war sounded on all sides, and the momentum was huge. It's exciting!

Lu Zhenlai was in a hurry, and he secretly wandered in his heart: Mu Wushuang, the old fox, was talking about tomorrow, but he was beating the drum today, and it was so unreliable to be the god of war.

"The prince still has the strength to spare?"

"Can give you a hand. ”

"Hahaha! Okay, I'll do this battle!"

Mu Wushuang waved his sleeves and rolled up the three princes to leave, and scolded: "What kind of system will the prince become?"

Du Xuan was disappointed for a while, he was extremely looking forward to Mu Haoyun, if the power of the Holy Blood could not be matched, it would be a pity.

As he was thinking, a plainly dressed vendor was carrying a shabby burden, carefully avoiding the rubble on the ground and approaching the stage. At either end of the load were two large wooden boxes, which were tattered and tattered like old things that no one wanted. There were also some children's playthings hanging on the burden, a rattle, a few chicken feather shuttlecocks, and some colorful head ropes.

The seller was over half a hundred years old, and there was already a little white between his hair. Ordinary people can't see any characteristics, but they are the first people to go to the ring. He picked up the blackened towel on his shoulder and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he was already sweating after just a few steps, looking weak.

Volley paced into the ring, and with each step, an invisible array flashed under his feet. He struggled to put down the burden on his shoulders, and as soon as the burden trembled slightly, it crushed the stones carved from the deep sea to cracks! These two wooden boxes are at least 100,000 catties!

"Volley Void Crossing!" Du Xuan was stunned in his heart, it was another prehistoric masterpiece! Volley Void Crossing and shattering the void was the method of becoming a god deduced by the prehistoric Qingcheng!

The Great Dao Law of the prehistoric world was suppressed by the three Divine Venerables, and only by defeating the three Divine Venerables from the Dao Law could everyone hope to break through the Holy Rank and advance to the Divine Realm. So a group of Qingcheng disciples jointly deduced many methods of becoming gods, and this volley void crossing was one of the leaders, and it was also one of the exercises that were most expected to break through the holy level!

Du Xuan frowned, and looked at him with his delusional pupils. I saw that the vitality in the body of this seller, who had seen half a hundred, was as vigorous as the sun! Even the pupil of delusion was almost burned by him! There seemed to be a god sitting in every big hole of his body, and the light was shining!

There was also a ray of immortal divine light in his worn-out burden, probably the power of the holy weapon!

It's just that there is a black hole in the chest of this seller, which destroys the whole divinity, as if it was pierced by someone's blow, and the gods in the big hole of the body are crumbling and are about to fall into the black hole when they are pulled by the black hole. The dark deep hole seemed to be the eyes of a monster, very strange, even Du Xuan's gaze was absorbed by it, and he couldn't see what was there. But where the vitality is not visible, the source of life keeps flowing out and is deprived by it, and the black hole slowly expands.

When the seller saw him, he picked up a towel and wiped his sweat, shook the fan in his hand and begged him for a sip of water.

"You're going to die. Du Xuan said in a low voice.

"I don't know life, I don't know how to die? ”

Du Xuan didn't say a word, and pulled out the purest spiritual liquid in his body from the bottom of the Spirit River. The spiritual fluid was nourished by the breath of Hongmeng, and it was surrounded by immortal divinity. The starlight in the spiritual liquid flickered like a galaxy, and the seller hurriedly stepped forward, lowered his head and drank the spiritual liquid he was holding. After smashing it, he nodded at Du Xuan.

smiled: "Today's young people, few people love my old man like this, my old man has no long things, only these broken things, don't dislike it." ”

The seller took the head rope of a girl's house and threw it over, Du Xuan subconsciously took it, as soon as he started it, he knew what was in his hand, it was actually the human skin on the girl's body! It must be a girl who has cultivated to be successful and was skinned alive at the age of Fanghua and made into a head rope!

Du Xuan frowned and was furious! A boundless fire ignited in his heart! First, there was the Lin family, Lin Yang entered the demonic cultivation, and there were demonic skills, buying and selling the human population. There is also Situ Jing's prehistoric taboo method, depriving himself of strange roots and bones to strengthen his body. Now there is another seller, and the burden at both ends is made of human skin!

He was furious, his eyes were sharp, and a low dragon groan was already heard from the Eight Desolation Fists. The Immortal Flying Knife is about to come out, and the Lingxiao Sword Sword in the left hand has been completed, and it is about to be launched!

The seller didn't care, took off the towel around his neck, and wrung out a handful of sweat. put away some bits and pieces of goods again, and then turned his head to him and said: "Wei Yuanhou can be lighter when he kills me, my old man is afraid of pain, and I still have some heavy objects in this burden that have not been unloaded, Wei Yuan will kill me later, just take it, don't let my old man's inheritance be cut off." ”

Du Xuan looked at him coldly and said, "Even if the old man is going to die, after you die, I will bury you and these evil things together, and prevent him from harming the world!"

The seller shook his head, tapped his index finger on the flat shoulder, and returned: "Wei Yuanhou has a lot of courage in his chest, but he can't accommodate me, an old man, so my head will be given to Wei Yuanhou." ”

After speaking, he took out a drawer on the load of goods, took out a suicide note that had already been written, and regretted: "Now Dad can finally come to see you, Qin'er." "The face is full of affection, and I am reluctant.

He put the suicide note aside, with a smile on his face, as if he had finally let go of the burden in his heart, and said frankly: "Wei Yuanhou, let's do it." ”