On the peak, the extremely difficult battle came to an end, the ink master died in battle, his soul dissipated, and his blood and bones were sprinkled all over the sky. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info please search and see the most complete! The fastest updated novel

The sprinkled vermilion, dyed red and remnant peaks, and full of devastation, declaring the tragedy of the First World War.

The phoenix, who inherited the last move, was heavily wounded, and the blood stained the dust.

The demon stepped forward, and the palm elements gathered and healed it with all their might.

Not far away, hesitation flashed several times in the depths of Chaos' eyes, however, the reason in his heart finally defeated his natural greed and did not dare to make a move.

After a while, the demon body withdrew his hand, his eyes looked at the chaos on the side, and his cold eyes did not hide the murderous intent at all, such a fierce beast, if left behind, sooner or later it will become a scourge.

"Spare it, it still works"

At this moment, the phoenix body opened his eyes and spoke.

"What's the use?" the demon body looked back and said coldly.

"Yin'er's cultivation is still shallow, and he needs to be protected, although Aman's strength is not weak, but after all, he doesn't like to kill, and he may suffer because of it," Feng Shen said calmly.

The demon body was silent, and after a moment, nodded in response.

"You look at it, I'll go get something"

The phoenix body divine sense swept over the entire Mo Mountain, and immediately walked towards the depths of the Message Peak.

The collapsed Momen Famous Peak, all the eyes were devastated, and there was no one intact, the phoenix body waved his hand to shake away the boulder in front of him, and stepped into the secret place destroyed by the great war.

In the secret place, one after another great medicines have now been completely destroyed, none of them are intact, and the phoenix body has walked by, and it has not stopped for a moment.

In the depths of the secret place, stone gates were blocked, seven were destroyed, and the things inside were also destroyed by the aftermath of the war, and they were in shambles.

Of the remaining two, one is relatively intact, but the stone gate is also cracked everywhere, and it is clear that it has reached the limit of bearing.

As for the last one, it was undamaged, and it was still intact after this terrible battle.

The phoenix body waved his hand, and the green tripod appeared, and immediately smashed directly towards the stone gate.

The next moment, on the Message Peak, a rumbling vibration sounded, lasting for more than ten breaths before it stopped.

Inside the eighth stone gate, the origin immortal jade like a hill is piled up, thousands of them, and the ink gate has accumulated for many years, all in this.

Cultivating to perfection, the aura of heaven and earth is no longer enough to meet the needs of cultivation, and only when there is enough immortal jade can we cultivate faster.

The phoenix body condensed, and after a while, the phoenix form manifested, the flames rose, and a powerful suction force came out, engulfing all the immortal jade in the abdomen.

Taking away the immortal jade, the phoenix body walked towards the ninth stone gate, and smashed it directly with the green tripod.

With a bang, the mountain and rock rumbled and shook, however, the solidity of the stone gate exceeded imagination, and it was still undamaged.

The phoenix's eyes did not change, and he carried the green tripod and smashed it again and again.

The rumbling tremors, one after another, lasted for an unknown amount of time, and the surrounding collapsed mountains and rocks continued to fall, and dust flew into the sky.

In the distance, the demon body looked at the direction from which the vibration came, and a pair of cold eyes did not fluctuate, waiting quietly.

Next to him, the chaotic atmosphere stood aside without daring to breathe, his head lowered, hiding the brilliance under his eyes.

On the peak, the night gradually passed, and the east was covered with a touch of fish belly white, and the dawn of dawn dispelled the coldness of the darkness.

In the depths of the secret place, the stone gate that had been smashed for an unknown amount of time was finally difficult to bear, and cracks appeared one after another, shattering with a bang.

In the eye, a stone platform stands in the secret room, on the stone platform, a page of black gold cast paper ups and downs, the glow flows, it looks extremely extraordinary.

The phoenix stepped forward, looking at the words on the divine gold, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Yin and Yang Immortal Magic!

Waving his hand to take the divine gold, the phoenix body glanced at the secret room one last time, and then turned to leave.

Shenjin was taken away, and in the secret room, the glow dissipated, and the repeatedly destroyed Momen secret land was finally difficult to support, and collapsed, burying the glory of thousands of years.

On the peak, the phoenix body walked over, looked at the demon body, and said calmly, "Let's leave"

"Yes"

The demon body nodded, flipped his palm over the chaos not far away, and walked away.

……

The end of the Battle of the Peak, the Forbidden Land of the Beginning, the Battle of Wang Jian and the Divine Faint, and the most critical moment, the power of the Divine Weapon is amazing, and the Wang Jian is even more extraordinary.

The Venerable of the Hades is the true realm, and the cultivation is to shake the past and the present, and the peerless foundation is coupled with the rare divine soldiers, and the moves are all destroyed, and the laws of heaven and earth are difficult to inherit, and they quickly collapse.

However, the sword of the king is not afraid at all, the double sword is swirled, fast as thunder, as fast as the wind, as fast as fire, as heavy as a mountain, beyond the sword of the pinnacle of the world, and hard to fight the dignity of the temple of the underworld.

The battle of Wushuang is not allowed to stand side by side, and the more the battle is more and more shocking, it has attracted the attention of countless strong people.

Thousands of miles away, a powerful aura manifested, standing at the peak, flying swords in the void, and witnessing the battle of the world.

In front of the Hades Temple, the wind and sand rolled wildly, the battle between the two strongs became even hotter, and the continuous splashing of blood was a clear mark of the selfless battle between the two.

"Sting"

A piercing sound of tearing clothes sounded, and Mo Luotian's left shoulder was torn, and the sword light staggered.

"The Strong"

After a long battle, Mo Luotian's expression was condensed, the doomsday god in his hand was surging, and Shen Haoyuan rose sharply, and suddenly, the sky was pressing, and the thunder fell from the sky.

In an instant, the black thunder light was vertical and horizontal, and the majestic and incomparable power spread, instantly destroying the eight directions of the world.

The king stared, and with a wave of his left hand, the sand sword flew out, coiling around, blocking the thunder.

With a bang, the thunder broke through the sand barrier, the sword light slashed, and a splash of blood splashed, fogging the dust and sand.

Injured for the first time, the king took half a step back, and the right hand holding the sword, blood and water flowed down little by little, staining the blade of the sword red.

The green sword is difficult to hold, the battle situation suddenly turned down, when the swordsman loses the sword, how dare he call the peak.

"Heroic swordsman, now, how much strength do you have?"

Mo Luotian looked at the blood that kept dripping from the former's right arm and said coldly.

The king was speechless, his eyes looked at his right arm, and his brows furrowed slightly.

At this moment, thousands of miles away, the expressions of all the strong people watching the battle also flashed with different colors, it seems that this battle is won by Mo Luo Tian.

"Pity the Swordsman"

A purple-clothed man sighed softly, with a look of regret on his face, for hundreds of years, the reason why no one has been able to shake the Hades Temple, the biggest obstacle is that the existence of Mo Luo Tian is invincible, the appearance of this swordsman undoubtedly gave them hope, but they didn't expect that they would be defeated in the end.

"Mo Luo Tian is really still the strongest," a man wearing a crown spoke, and said lightly.

"A hundred years ago, Gongzi Xiaobai abandoned the war in the war, and the myth of Moluo Tian's invincibility continued, and if it comes out again today, I'm afraid it is really invincible in the world" Another great sect giant at the peak of the real realm spoke.

When the rest of the people heard this, they fell silent, Gongzi Xiaobai, and a few more people remembered the name.

When everyone was talking, before the Hades Temple, the battle situation opened again, and the Hades Venerable who swept up the Hades Temple was even more heavy, and the cruelty of victory over life and death was like this throughout the ages.

With a thud, the red sword shook his nerves, and the king's left arm, blood overflowed, staining red green clothes.

"Is this the truth?"

Prince Yan said softly, a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes, the long-lost taste of injury, nostalgia.

As soon as the words fell, the void suddenly stagnated, the wind and clouds changed dramatically, countless thunder lights fell out of thin air, Xuan Cang was terrified, and the thousands of miles of heaven and earth shook sharply.

Seeing this, Mo Luotian's body retreated sharply, his face shocked.

But seeing this moment, a majestic primordial power around the king's body cracked out, the sword breath rushed into the nine skies, the ink was shining brightly, and a dark divine soldier Wei He descended into the world.

The swirling sword swept, and the sky collapsed like a shock, and the sword of the seal reborn reappeared in the dust, and the moment the sword came out, the community of the king was sealed, and quickly returned.

"Sorry to wait"

The blue and red returned to the sheath, the king held the sword, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

Mo Luotian's eyes shrank, and he waved his sword to resist, and at the moment of the handover of the two soldiers, he suddenly felt that his breath was stagnant, and the aura above the doomsday was constantly swallowed by the sword blade, and his breath quickly weakened.

Caught off guard, the blade of the sword slashed across the arm, and a waterfall of blood flowers bloomed, dyeing the world red.

With a muffled snort, Mo Luotian retreated a few steps, looked at his left arm, which was not the hand holding the knife, and his expression sank.

"Are you underestimating Mo Luotian!"

The Venerable of the Hades Temple said coldly, just a sword, it can obviously be slashed in the right arm, but the person in front of him has temporarily changed the direction of the sword.

"If you lose that magic weapon, this battle will be too boring, let's do it again"

Prince Yan said lightly, stepped on his footsteps, and walked up again, condensing the abyss and shining brightly, and the ten directions were banned.

In the battle situation of the restart, the advantage of the peerless divine soldiers in the temple is no longer there, between the swords and swords, the moves are restricted, and the first appearance is clumsy.

There was a violent shock, and the moment the abyss was stunned, the wind and sand turned into a sword, breaking through the dark qi, and bringing out a dazzling blood light.

The king of the full power gathered, the king sword in his hand, the body is like a thunder in the wind, the sword light passes, and the surrounding heaven and earth are completely empty.

The sword that has never stopped for a moment is shocking fast, and at the same time as the sword dances, the wind and sand are flying all over the sky, transforming shapes, scattering, and unpredictable.

The strongest king, the strongest double sword, the first full attack, powerful people shocking.

Mo Luotian blocked the move with all his might, however, the advantage was lost, and the battle situation fell in full swing.

Unwilling to be restrained by the situation, Mo Luotian took a sword, Hui Yuan accepted the qi, and the dark edge slashed the sky.

The sword light that penetrated into the sky opened the heavens and the earth, cut through the darkness, and the power was terrifying.

"Slow"

The moment the sword light fell, Ning Yuan took the first step, the blood of the hand holding the sword gushed, the rivers and mountains changed hands, and the battle ended.

The thunderous edge that landed on the ground is the thrill of the end of the hero, and the myth of undefeat is terminated today.

"It's a pity"

The abyss returned to the sheath, and the king waved his hand to collect the flying sand in the sky, sighed lightly, and turned to leave.

Mo Luotian looked stunned, unable to return to his senses, and did not understand where he had been defeated.

In the distance, the giants of all parties who watched the battle were also shocked, and the ending they never thought of was so ironic at the moment when the gods fainted.

Defeated, defeated like this, the myth of the undefeated Spirit Void Star Domain, across the high mountains where all the strong people came, was defeated in the hands of a swordsman who didn't even know his identity.

"Don't let this king hear anything about Hades in ten years"

In front of the Hades Temple, the king of Tsing Yi picked up the sword stand, gave a faint warning, and immediately walked away.

In the darkness of the cold night, it was always difficult to see the dawn of dawn, and the blue light around the king's body flashed away, and half of the body was sealed into the sword again.

The swordsman talks about the sword, however, the taste of winning the sword, I don't know when it began, has become so bitter.

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