The night is chaotic, the magic wheel is overseas, the legend, the battle between the two statues has reached a fever pitch, and the devastated land is not intact, and there are cracks and ravines everywhere.

In the hands of Prince Yan, Ning Yuan, the sound of the sword of Zhige moved, stepped on the body, the two swords fought hard and the two respects, at the same time, the sand sword in the wind, invisible and diffuse, wisps, and fierce support.

The legend of the full fighting spirit, the pace is getting faster and faster, a body of three swords, the ultimate sword, the first time in the world.

The sword palm is handed over, the dust waves are rolling, the green clothes are gone, the afterimage has not fallen, the Zen staff is shaken, and the evil elements are scattered.

The Buddha of the demons, the respect of the people, in the face of the extreme of the sword, also did not dare to be careless, and the cultivation of the whole body was urged to the limit, and the avenue and the sound were faintly signs of sudden human restrictions.

On the rumbling and trembling earth, the white-haired dancing boy, the golden robe hunting, the demonic voice of the Buddha, and the blessing of the power of the evil yuan.

Stop the sword to cut the demon, the sword that anticipates the enemy first, the style is fast, the style is heavy, a sword and a sword, and the demon Buddha is hard to shake.

On the other side, the purple qi around the Purple Heaven Palace is vast, the first person in the world, the palm power is earth-shattering, and the speed is also extremely fast, only the strong, strong beings look up.

"Boom"

Nine days of thunder, purple thunder fell from the sky, the sky came from the sky, and the helper was extremely respectable.

The condensation abyss shook the Extreme Zun, the black light swallowed the sky and the earth, and the sealed sword was completely revived, reproducing the legend in the sword.

The battle uniform battle, killing the sky, the sand and wind are rolling, the wind and clouds on the sword are changing, the most peak battle, the first time in the world, the battle is terrifying.

In the distance, the female who left with the butterfly, after stabilizing the injury for the former, waved her hand to open the canopy and watched the extreme battle in the world.

"Who is he?" Demon Butterfly opened his eyes and looked at the Tsing Yi swordsman who had a peerless demeanor in the battle, and asked.

"Prince Da Xia Yan is also Ning Chen's only elder now," the female respected woman said softly.

When the demon butterfly heard this, a touch of gloom flashed in his eyes, why is there such a strong elder, and his road is still so difficult.

All the disciples of the Great Sect in the world have elders to help protect the Dao, but he can only struggle forward step by step by himself, carrying everything on his shoulders.

Seeing the gloom in the butterfly's eyes, the female honored woman sighed softly, "He is the Marquis of Destiny, the savior hero of the land of Shenzhou, the demon hated by millions of people, he will not be tired, never"

Strong people will always become the object of dependence of the people around them, the study of the Marquis Mansion, the room where the stove is not allowed to be lit on a cold winter day, is the coldest place she has ever seen, and it is so cold that people can't even feel sleepy.

When the world is peaceful, the gods are gone, and everything is settled, but he is already full of devastation, and the love owed cannot be paid off in his life.

She and Zhiming Hou have talked a lot, Daxia, the world, or the world, however, he has never talked about his own affairs, perhaps, owes too much, so that Zhiming can no longer talk about love in this life.

"Come back to Changling with me, he won't have an accident so easily, at least, he will live at all costs before waking up that woman" The female respected looked at the butterflies beside her and spoke.

"No, I'll go to him when my injuries heal."

Demon Butterfly said softly, I thought that there would be no more worries in this life, it was the appearance of my junior brother that made her see a similar but different self, since the road ahead was so difficult, she tried her best to accompany him to go down.

When the female respected heard this, she sighed again in her heart and did not persuade more.

The battle situation in the distance, a legend with full combat power, the consumption of true yuan is becoming more and more intense, and when Shuangzun sees this, the offensive is a few points stronger, and it is bound to completely eliminate this great enemy in the world.

"Finally, have you reached the limit?"

Prince Yan sighed softly, thinking more, he could fight for a while longer.

"It's coming"

The legendary sword stopped for a moment, the demon Buddha, the Purple Heavenly Palace, the female honor, and the butterfly all looked condensed, and the next move was about to divide the victory or defeat.

"Sword"

The legend stepped forward, the black hair flew, and with a whisper, the surrounding world suddenly fell silent.

The sword is extremely endless, the last sword trick, the sword has not come out, within three hundred miles, the earth shook, the magic wheel was robbed, and one after another coffins, before they could be born, they were swallowed by the pervasive sword intent, and instantly disappeared into nothing.

"Quick Retreat"

The unprecedented throbbing of death rose in the hearts of the two venerables, and the Purple Heavenly Palace drank in a deep voice, and then quickly retreated.

The demon Buddha didn't dare to stay longer, the Dharma mantra was sung, and the figure quickly retreated.

It's just that it's too late, and the legend is all around, and the boundless sword pressure spreads out, and the sword goes wherever it goes.

The sword that transcends the boundaries of the world, where the sword goes, the heaven and the earth dissipate for no reason, and the terrifying scene makes people feel the fear that goes deep into the bone marrow.

The dissipated Tsing Yi was already in front of Shuangzun when it reappeared, and the two swords swung over, and blood gushed into the sky.

"Ugh"

With two muffled snorts, the mouths of the two venerables were flushed, and they didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, and immediately went away.

Click, two crisp sounds, condensing yuan, stopping and cracking, and then quickly ashed, the sword of the world, it is difficult to bear the sword on the sword, and it comes to the end of his life.

"It's a pity"

In the distance, the female dignity showed regret, the fate of the demon Buddha and the Purple Heaven Palace should not be extinguished, the sword of the world is too fragile, and the opponent of the world is too weak.

Outside the magic wheel, Prince Yan gathered his breath, silently walked to the sword stand, waved his hand to collect the sword, and then turned around and walked towards the magic wheel sea.

In the distance, the female honorable, the demon butterfly's expression changed slightly, and after a moment, he sighed softly and did not stop.

The world can't prove his sword, maybe he can only hope for the ethereal immortal, the master is lonely, it turns out to be so sad.

The road to the legendary sword went too fast, and he missed the best opponent, and when he wanted to prove the sword again, there was no one to prove it.

"Let's leave it at that, this time, thank you for your help," Demon Butterfly got up and spoke.

"Be careful in the future, the Purple Heaven Palace and the Demon Buddha will not give up easily," the female respected woman nodded and reminded.

"Yes, I will"

The demon butterfly answered, didn't stay any longer, and walked away.

The butterfly left, and the maid turned around and walked into the dragon gate, disappearing.

The homeland of West Buddha, the ancient land of Changling, the void is rolling, the female dignity returns, the female often stepped forward, her eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "How, what about the butterflies in the flowers?"

"It's okay, she doesn't want to come to Changling with me, and she left by herself, but after this catastrophe, she will definitely be more careful, and it will be difficult for the Purple Heaven Palace and the Demon Buddha to take the Extreme Yuan again," the female honored woman replied.

"What about Prince Yan, can you prove your sword?" the woman continued to ask.

The female venerable shook her head and sighed, "The Purple Heaven Palace and the Demon Buddha can't prove his sword, the legend of Great Xia has entered the Demon Wheel Sea, maybe, there won't be another day."

When the woman heard this, she fell silent, but she didn't expect that these two people would join forces, and they couldn't prove the legendary sword.

"This matter is over, next, I will take half of the Marquis of Zhiming to the Northern Plains, whether I can renew his life, it depends on whether he is willing to make a move," the woman said.

"Be careful, her strength is not weaker than yours, and besides, in the extremely cold Northern Plains, our skills will be greatly affected," the woman often reminded.

"Understood, I will be careful"