Heaven and heaven, when he returned to the world, he didn't know the small world, and the falling stars sanctified, causing the world to be shocked.

In the era of the twilight of all saints, new saints appeared one after another, and the fall of the innate saints gave all sentient beings the opportunity to achieve the great avenue.

The sky is full of arrows, and the falling stars swagger towards the direction of the fairy realm, a great pomp, even if they are hundreds of millions of miles away, they can be clearly perceived.

In the dark world, the Lord of Darkness and the Lord of Ink rushed to the small world, and their breath was exhausted, wanting to hit the saint in the world with one blow.

At a distance of millions of miles, the Lord of Darkness held his right hand weakly, and a black spear appeared, surrounded by dark thunder, and its power made people palpitate.

"Lord Mo. ”

The Spear of Darkness appeared, and the Lord of Darkness spoke, calmly.

"Understood. ”

The white-bearded ink lord with a fairy wind bone nodded, and his right hand was lightly tapped, and the colorful glow was permeated.

The next moment, between heaven and earth, the spear of darkness broke through the sky, and the colorful glow shrouded in an instant.

Millions of miles away, on the avenue formed by the convergence of thousands of arrows, the falling stars walked on it, suddenly, only felt a tremor in his heart, the intuition of the martial arts powerhouse struck, and his body flashed subconsciously.

Rumble!

At this moment, on the void, a colorful glow filled the sky, and a dark spear broke through the sky and passed directly through the chest of the falling star.

Blood was spilling in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the falling stars avoided the vital point, but they were still severely traumatized.

A moment later, in the void, a dark aura filled the sky, obscuring the sky.

The Lord of Darkness and the Lord of Ink joined forces, and their powerful aura shook the gods of the Nine Heavens.

The sudden killing machine left no life, and the two powerful Dao Saints blocked the way and opened the Huangquan Hell Road.

"The former in the world, today, you are at the end of the road. ”

The ink lord spoke, and the immortal wind dao bone showed his killing intent at this moment, raising his hand to Ning Yuan, and the colorful brilliance closed all the roads.

"The Lord of Darkness, and, the unknown old man, the two saints have joined forces, and they really look up to the master. ”

On the path of ten thousand arrows, Luo Xingchen forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, looked at the two of them, looked cold, and said sarcastically.

"The benefit of the tongue does you no good. ”

The Lord of Darkness said in a cold voice, his right hand was held weakly, and the Dark Spear reappeared, and after an instant, the figure disappeared and swept in front of the falling stars.

The spear of darkness slashed through, directly cutting through the heavens and the earth, splitting time and space.

The killing machine is close, and the stars fall

Without any hesitation, turn around and run.

When he first entered the Holy Realm, Luo Xingchen knew better than anyone else that he was seriously injured, and it was impossible for him to compete with the two Great Dao Saints.

"It's naïve to want to go. ”

The Lord of Darkness snorted coldly, and with a single step, the figure swept out again.

Not far away, the ink lord's right hand was raised, and the colorful glow was extremely bright, and the terrifying power was pervasive, illusory and ethereal.

Thousands of miles away, Luo Xingchen only felt that his mind was dizzy, and his body was uncontrollable for a short time.

It was this momentary stagnation, and in the rear, the Lord of Darkness was killed, and the dark spear in his hand slashed, bringing out a waterfall of brilliant blood flowers.

Luo Xingchen's figure flew out, and on his back, blood was blurred, and the wound was deep and bone-seeing.

The twin saints are dying, the hero is at the end, facing the powerful Lord of Darkness, and a mysterious power of the Lord of Ink, Luo Xingchen's heart is gradually clear, this time, he may be in the catastrophe.

"Unexpectedly, this time it was Lao Tzu's turn. ”

The way of life has been lost, and the falling star no longer chooses to escape, turns around, and summons the star trace bow that has accompanied him all his life.

"Starmark, let's walk together. ”

Luo Xingchen looked at the divine bow in his hand and said softly.

Starmark chirped softly, as if in response to the call of its master.

The end of the hero, but he is not afraid at all, laughing and scolding, the falling stars who have not been serious all his life are rare at this moment and become serious, a body of saint yuan rises wildly, and the terrifying power goes straight through the heavens and the earth, stirring the heavens and clouds.

"It seems that you have seen your fate. ”

In the pervasive dark world, the Lord of Darkness looked at the human saint in front of him and said coldly.

Not far away, the ink lord was dressed in a white robe and hunted with the wind, with an otherworldly aura, powerful and terrifying.

The two powerful Great Dao Saints gathered their full strength, pressing down the heavens and the earth to distort, and the ten thousand laws withered.

"Drink!"

In the middle of the battle, Luo Xingchen let out a long shout, his angry hair rushed to the crown, and his long hair danced wildly, like a demon.

Kill!

The three of them looked at each other, the war broke out in full swing, the stars fell all around, and thousands of arrows coiled, every time they shot, they were all the power to destroy the world and destroy the earth, even the saints of the Great Dao could not stop it.

In the rumbling and shaking, the figures of the three rushed away, blood splattered, each dyed vermilion.

In the face of the falling stars fighting for their lives, the Lord of Darkness and the Lord of Ink did not dare to be careless and went all out.

Moves to fight, blood stained the sky, the aftermath of the war continues to shake,

Destroy everything that comes into the end.

On Luo Xingchen's body, the injuries are getting worse and worse, but the smile on his face is getting brighter and more crazy.

It's so exciting, it's so exciting.

It turns out that it feels so pleasant to leave everything behind and fight with all your might.

An arrow pierced through the Dark Lord's chest, and at the same time, the spear in the Dark Lord's hand also pierced through the Falling Star's left shoulder.

One move for another, in the rear, the ink lord walked out of thin air, and with an earth-shattering palm, he slapped his heart behind the falling stars.

A palm shocked the world, the heart was broken, and blood spurted out of the mouth of the falling stars, but he was not angry but laughed.

It turned out that the strength of this old man was like this.

Knowing your fate, the master has poked you out, you must avenge the master!

Luo Xingchen laughed wildly, turned around and slapped the ink lord's chest, and the power was very amazing.

The ink lord frowned, and his figure flashed, avoiding this astonishing palm.

However, the moment the power of the falling star's palm dissipated, a purple arrow light broke through the air, breaking through the shackles of darkness and disappearing into the void.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, the Lord of Darkness and the Lord of Ink both looked sinking.

In the world, outside the Great Xia Imperial City, ten miles of maple forest, Ning Chen and ghosts have been living here for many days, ordinary days, warm and peaceful.

In the past few days, several martial marquis from the Great Xia Imperial City have arrived one after another to ask for advice on martial arts or questions about the art of war.

Regarding the problems of several martial marquis, Ning Chen knew everything and taught everything, and did not hide any secrets.

Everything seems to be reincarnated, when he was still a teenager's fate, Triumph and Bloody Clothes taught by words and deeds, and brought the younger generations to help the Marquis of Daxia grow up rapidly.

Now, when it was time for Ning Chen to do something for the inheritance, everything was logical and there was no hesitation.

After a few days of exchange, the seven martial marquis all gained a lot, and the contemporary blood-clothed marquis even broke through the realm in the ten-mile maple forest, shocking the entire land of Shenzhou.

The woman was awarded the title of Marquis of Wu, even in Ning Chen's era, no one could do it, which shows the amazement of the contemporary Bloody Marquis.

Ning Chen watched the growth of the junior martial marquis, and his face was full of relief.

"Daddy, it hurts. ”

At this moment, the ghost's little mouth suddenly pouted, and he was about to cry in pain.

Ning Chen's expression froze, and he immediately reached out to probe the meridians of the ghosts.

Bad!

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