The sturdy man cut through the barricades all the way, and the attack of the vines was also resisted by him with black weapons. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, the swordsman jumped out of place, only to see an earth-colored arm holding a sword poking out of the ground. If it weren't for the swordsman's cleverness, I'm afraid that he would have been poisoned.

A black smoke passed through the gap in the vines, turning into a black smoke rope and directly grabbing the earth-colored arm of "one blow can't be achieved, thousands of miles away", a series of rhythms, and the surrounding vines were all wrapped around the earth-based clone, wanting to cut off the black smoke that grabbed the earth-based clone's arm.

The vines are concentrated in the earth clone, and the old man with a rosacea, the black smoke owner who was originally behind the vines, is also revealed. The black smoke squeezed through many vines, and the earth clone was pulled into the air from the ground, and then more black smoke poured out from under the rosacea old man's robe, wrapping the earth clone tightly.

Dots of sparks came out of the black smoke, and a flame erupted from the mouth of the rosacea-nosed old man, directly igniting the black smoke, burning the earth clone trapped by the black smoke into a cloud of slag.

The blonde mage in front was not idle, with the help of vines and another water clone, another sword, ended the life of a king, this king also comprehended the water of the five elements, and he was caught by rehydrating his whole body and wanted to trap the blonde mage, but he didn't expect this blonde mage to directly pierce his life core with a sword.

A blue aura descended from the king of death to the blonde mage, and the red aura on his body devoured the blue aura, and his size skyrocketed.

The rain fell suddenly, this was the last bit of consciousness of the king of death, every drop of rain was the size of a fist, every blow was like a cannonball, and the angry rain smashed the vines on the chessboard.

At this moment, a cone-shaped sword qi visible to the naked eye pierced through the rain.

Gathering Qi - Nourishing Qi, Thorns. The swordsman drew his sword and stabbed straight ahead, his sword crossed a distance of dozens of meters to form a sword path, piercing everything that stood in its way, stabbing straight at the blonde mage, and stabbing a gap in his white clothes... If you succeed, if you go in again, this blonde mage will be killed by your own sword qi, and the swordsman's heart will not fluctuate, and the sword in his hand will be smooth and steady.

It's as if you want to hear the beautiful sound of piercing flesh!

Ding~ is just the sound of weapons colliding with weapons.

The swordsman's eyes widened, his strongest sword, stabbed on the blonde mage, and actually made a sound that only the same weapons collided, and the experience made the swordsman suddenly understand that his sword was a failure.

Obviously it is the best opportunity to reach the peak of sword qi, heart, god, person, sword, force, opportunity... These were already at their best, but they failed.

Hum ~ A king who took the opportunity to sneak attack the blonde mage from behind was torn apart, and it turned out that this sword, through the blonde mage, selected the vines and people in a straight line with him as the target of attack.

The swordsman's pupils contracted, and the power of his sword did not become smaller, but was shared. The swordsman understands that he controls it very well, this kind of sword is very proficient, so skilled that when he practices the sword, he can only smash one apple ten thousand swords without destroying the basket containing the apples, and he should have been a blonde mage who was concentrated in his body by ten thousand sword qi and strangled him, but this sword qi penetrated his body.

"Dao soldier?" the swordsman asked, his voice a little hoarse.

"You're good!" the blonde mage complimented in a cold tone, and the fingers of his other hand turned into two swords and stabbed the swordsman into the neck.

At the last moment, the swordsman stepped into the Fu Realm decisively, his body disappearing, and the blonde mage stabbed his sword with his fingers.

At this time, the corpse of the sturdy man who had opened the way for the swordsman fell to the ground, and the black flame broadsword in his hand fell to the ground, powerlessly accusing of something, he was on the path of the swordsman's sword, and there must be no possibility of survival.

Click, click, fist-sized rain was still falling, smashing unprotected corpses to pieces, and the ground was replaced with blood red. Originally, there were only two kings who were still on the chessboard among the nine people, an old man with a black cigarette and a rosacea, and a man with rough hair biting a bamboo stick again.

The blonde mage on the opposite side of the five five-element swords was no longer there, the gold system was shattered by the sword qi just now, the earth system was burned by black smoke, and the wood system and the fire system and the water system were all dried up by the king's rain.

"Looks like it's going to get real!"

The man with rough hair said, only to see that a golden aura began to flow from his whole body, and even the talisman above his head that blocked the rotation of the rain turned golden.

A large amount of black smoke billowed around the rosacea old man, hiding him inside.

At this moment, the blonde mage reached behind him and made a sword drawing motion, making it clear that there was nothing behind him.

"Forget it, forget it, the old man admits defeat!" said the rosacea-nosed old man and hurriedly jumped out of the chessboard.

"Damn!" the rough-haired man glanced at the blonde mage again, he had no chance of winning against him alone, and he stepped into the realm and was squeezed out of the chessboard.

Several waves of blue aura were swallowed up by the red aura on the blonde mage's body, and the aura on his body had already bubbled out of the chessboard.

A mirror began to emerge on the chessboard, and the mirror was divided into two colors, half red and half blue, and the celestial phenomena in the sky had not yet disappeared, so the blonde mage was not over this game.

Putting away the mirror, which could change the aura of the faction, the blonde mage sat on the ground, and did not leave immediately as he thought.

"Why hasn't he left yet?" was the thought of everyone in the Blue Mountains.

"The boss is here with the goal of killing everyone! kill them all!" said the man with scars on the red mountain.

"Just wait for the celestial phenomena!" the thin man said in a gloomy tone.

On the blue mountain, the two people who came back from the chessboard had gloomy faces, because of the defeat of the chess game, they had lost the qualification for the battle of the kingdom of God, and the qualification for the name of the book of life and death, without these, their purpose of coming here from afar could be said to be a complete failure.

"The moon elephant is starting to disappear, it's begun!"

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Above the blue moon, Qiao Jing dreamed of this.

By the dry well, I am alone here. All around was a wild field, with a dry seabed in front of it, a broken sacrificial road, faceless idols, and the shadow of a huge hundred-legged monster beyond the sky.

I seem to have an answer in my heart about who I am, but I just can't remember what I'm doing, is this a dream?

Slowly, an old priest appeared by the ancient well, and he said to himself, "I will come back, I will come back!"

Slowly the statue of the god has a face, it is a cold Valkyrie face, but how can this Valkyrie be so much like herself. Qiao Jing followed the old man to pray, and in the interval, Qiao Jing looked into the well with water, and found that in the well was a completely unfamiliar girl's face, combed with four small braids, wearing white sacrificial clothes, long eyelashes, and a divine text on her forehead, which was an ordinary girl sacrifice.

"Blue Moon..."At some point, a heavily armed man appeared next to him and said to himself, he opened his mouth, and he already understood what he was talking about.

"Red Moon!" the name appeared in Qiao Jing's heart.

The man's name is Hongyue, and his appearance is Zhao Xingdou, and he wants to wait for him here, waiting for him to destroy the hundred-legged monster outside the sky.

Zhao Xingdou! It's really a dream!

He promised himself that he would come back! Yes, many people had said that to him before, but they all never came back.

More and more people appeared in the surrounding area, the wild became a small town, the dry seabed was filled with water, and the city flew in the sky, everything seemed to change.

Then the sky city disappeared, and warships appeared outside the sky, as many as locusts, and there were fewer and fewer people in the town...

The sea water also dried up, and there was no more water in the well. The barrel was abandoned, there were fewer and fewer people around, and even Red Moon said goodbye to him, he was going to the front.

Eventually, eventually, the old priest also left, and he was the only one here. A lonely person, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, the years can't leave traces on the girl, but they never appear again, but there is always their voice in the bottom of their hearts saying: "Will come back, will come back!"

The shadow of the hundred-legged monster outside the sky has disappeared for an unknown amount of time, and the girl who has been waiting for it finally chooses to jump into the dry well that is not known how deep.

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