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There was a dead silence below, and between black and white, was a sea of blood. Millions of people collide, and countless people die every second. And now, the wounded, the dying, and the fighting, all raised their heads and looked at the place where the talisman bloomed in the sky.

On the floating boat, the gorgeously dressed woman had a pale face and clung to the railing. The waiter next to him wanted to speak, but before he could speak, the woman said in a deep voice: "Get out of ......"

In the Great Jin Palace, more than a dozen attendants were bandaging Su Changqing. He slammed everyone away, desperately turning his remaining spiritual power into a golden light, barely flying into the air.

Brush brush, just as he flew up, several figures appeared at the same time. It was Tianjiao, who had survived the battle of generals before, and everyone grinded their teeth, glanced at each other, and immediately looked at the battlefield.

Just in front of Liu Mingyang, in the pillar of light projected from the starry sky, a long sword phantom slowly emerged.

Purity is not to be blasphemed, and nobility is not to be profaned. Domineering, unattainable. It was just a phant, and the space around it seemed to be sanctified, glowing with a pure white and flawless halo.

It's like the kingdom of God.

"This is ......" Chu Wumian glanced at the sky, where a star appeared in the daytime, projecting ten thousand starlight.

"Purple MSI...... The Emperor Descends ......"

Lan Blood Ancestor was stunned for a moment, staring at the field: "Victory or defeat...... I'm afraid it's just ...... in an instant."

The pillars of light grew brighter and brighter, and the phantoms became more and more solidified. Liu Mingyang looked at the front with great solemnity, and layers of mystical talismans unfolded in the air, and the golden dragon in his hand ...... has not listened to his control at all. Trembling and roaring, not in substance, but in his soul, in his blood.

That's not fear.

It is the real fighting spirit boiling, chess against opponents,-for-tat.

Before the words of "boom !!" were finished, the huge golden dragon burst violently, turning into countless swimming dragons coiling around, each dragon did not roar, but the divine light in his eyes exploded, and hundreds of dragon eyes stared at the figure in the center.

Like the reincarnation of the god of war, the javelin-like figure stands tall and steals the attention of millions. But the most eye-catching thing is a pure white sword in his hand.

Chunjun!

Corresponding to the call of Ming Taizu, he came across thousands of mountains and rivers!

Xu Yangyi's chest rose and fell, his eyes flickered and he raised Chunjun in front of him, and with a flick, a dragon roar resounded through the sky.

"Ming Taizu...... Is this your sustenance?" Looking at the autumn water in front of him, reflecting his young and resolute face, at this moment, the blood in his heart was almost burning.

A founding emperor, who had been sleeping for thousands of years, felt the provocation of the Great Jin Emperor, and a trace of remnant spirit summoned Chunjun to come and entrust everything to himself.

With the sound of "boom!", a piece of golden glow appeared behind him, and a power that he had never felt before slowly rose.

Seems...... If you raise your hand, you can wave the clouds, and if you raise your foot, you can step on the rivers and mountains.

"Emperor Qi ......" Xu Yangyi's eyes moved, and Jin Xia in all directions quickly rushed towards his body, this is not aura, the aura has long been used up, and he can't even pinch the trick. But he felt that his whole body was full of inexhaustible strength.

"Brush ......" Chunjun raised and pointed directly at Liu Mingyang's throat: "Three swords." ”

"Defeat you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the body turned into a streamer, and between the staggered light and shadow, Chunjun turned into a streamer and rose to the sky.

"Broken Dragon Terrace!"

As soon as the sword came out, Liu Mingyang's expression was solemn, and he thought that it was mighty. However, there was no trace of murderous intent.

It is like a light breeze on a summer night, and 10,000 fireflies are all over the sky.

All the spaces around "Dang......" actually raised a crisp bleak sound, and the sky was full of brilliance to form a tsunami of mountains and mountains, and an ancient door hundreds of meters high rose from the tsunami.

The first sword, the sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

The golden and white light of "Boom !!" exploded instantly, turning into the brilliance of death. I don't know how many people watched this scene with full attention, and in the next second, with a muffled snort, a figure flew out upside down. As he quickly retreated, blood spilled a hundred meters.

"Brush!" I don't know how many people who were paying attention to this place, and they all stood up in unison.

Ordinary monks are watching, Zhuji monks are watching, and Jindan real people are also watching!

At the top of Qingcheng Mountain, the three real people of the Yang character generation suddenly leaned out of their bodies and looked at everything in front of them in shock.

The two imperial weapons collided, and the dignity of the two emperors collided, and the result was ...... Is it actually a mountain of defeat?

"This is!" In the Great Jin Palace, all the Tianjiao's eyes suddenly opened, and they saw it clearly, but they couldn't accept it.

Without it, the figure flying upside down actually carried a golden dragon aura.

However, there was simply no time to give anyone a reaction.

At the same time as the golden figure flew out upside down, a figure with white light all over his body followed like a shadow, pure Jun rolled up the sky, and the voice was like a harvesting death.

"The second sword. Xu Yangyi rushed up, the sword light overlapped, the aura tsunami roared, and between the huge door, a majestic and noble phantom loomed. All the aura gathered behind him, rolling into a huge white aura funnel, the tip pointing directly at Liu Mingyang.

The white horse passed through the gap, and it was gorgeous in an instant.

Liu Mingyang's whole body was illuminated, and he felt it...... Now I don't know how many people are watching here, he can't be defeated...... The artifacts of protecting the country are all missed, and the battle of the southwest gate of the True Martial Realm will be completely blocked.

He took a deep breath, his spiritual power rushed wildly throughout his body, and with a scream, the left half of his body was completely sunken, but his eyes showed a desperate light like a lone eagle.

"The true appearance is invincible, the true martial arts are invincible...... "The endless golden light condensed on the coiling dragon, forming a sacred golden dragon holy sword, his mutilated body screamed, and rushed forward without flinching: "The ancient emperor, dare to be wild in front of the true martial emperor?!"

"Break the !! of the Original"

Ten thousand golden dragons converged into the sea, turned into a nine-clawed dragon, roared and rushed forward, and where it passed, the sky instantly collapsed, turning into countless cracks.

"!!Boom" There was an earth-shattering loud bang, and in the flickering light, a thin figure screamed and flew out upside down again.

"How is it possible!!" Above the Great Jin Palace, all the injured Tianjiao exclaimed in unison.

"Both swords are defeated?!" Su Changqing suddenly stood up from meditation, his movements were too big, and the scars on his chest immediately cracked, staining his clothes red. But he didn't care about it, and looked at the battlefield deadly: "Why...... Why the hell is that?"

"This is my Great Jin Protector Artifact...... Bai Lianxin couldn't believe it at all: "Never defeated...... Actually...... Actually defeated at the hands of an ancient emperor's remnant spirit?!"

No one dared to speak, and below the palace, I don't know how many monks watched this scene in shock. Three swords, really three swords, three swords can defeat the national protection artifact?

"Could it be that the ancient emperor of my Great Jin Dynasty is not as good as the ancient emperor of Huaxia!" The Bloody Dao Monarch hissed and stood up, his body trembled, and the feeling of unwillingness and unconvincing was entangled in his heart. This person...... How far can we go? After defeating twenty-two Tianjiao, can we still defeat the Protector Artifact?

Is he a monster?!

The violent shock wave crossed the sky, Liu Mingyang's face was still stiff with an expression of disbelief, and he was directly knocked away thousands of meters like a puppet, and blood was spilled into the sky.

The shocked expression was still on his face, and a man's figure appeared again in his pupils.

There is no language, no expression, stepping on the void and holding a sword, with every step, the space is slightly shaken, with the killing intent in the sky, jumping high.

A sword against the light, but it cuts through the light.

"The last sword, nameless. Xu Yangyi's expression was indifferent, and Chunjun reflected the splendor of death in the sun: "Remember my name." ”

"With a real person in one day, you don't want to step into the country. ”

At this moment, the coiling dragon in his hand suddenly erupted with several ancient runes, Liu Mingyang's pupils became needle-pointed, and his body was suddenly pressed by an invisible force, and then, he only felt a chill on the top of his head, and a huge wind pressure crossed his head.

"Heh......" The Great Jin Palace, the top of Qingcheng Mountain, all the movable Jindan, all looked here.

No one could sit still. The three real people of the Yang character generation trembled, their bodies trembled, their eyes looked at the sky in shock, their lips trembled, and they couldn't say a word.

More than a dozen Tianjiao looked at the sky blankly, I don't know how long it took, Lan Blood Ancestor covered his heart and took a few steps back: "My Heavenly ......"

Liu Mingyang only felt the hairs on his back stand on end, and half a second later, he was about to stand upright. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "brushing and pulling the ......", and the purple gold crown was broken into two sections, and the white hair was scattered.

Stunned to see the golden crown split in half, he raised his head, and before he could look at his mouth, he saw a scene that made his heart stagnate.

In the sky, a white sword mark remained.

I don't know its length, I don't know its width, and it traverses the entire Qingcheng Mountain...... No, the sky in the middle of the river seems to split the entire Dujiangyan area in half.

"This is the whole world, it is not the king's land, the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister. Xu Yangyi's cold voice came from far behind him: "This is the land of China, and only the emperor of China can turn the world upside down with one order." ”

"You guys, no. ”

You guys, no.

These four words, like thunder, rushed into the ears of the sluggish monks below.

On all sides, there was a dead silence.

Above the True Martial Arts Realm, countless people were stunned, saying three swords, just three swords. Each sword shattered what little faith they had left. As the last sword was stabbed, they heard the sound of their hearts shattering.

"Goo-......" I don't know who swallowed the saliva, but no one could say a word. Only the black flag was left hunting.

Out of control......

Liu Mingyang closed his eyes in pain.

It's completely out of control......

I once thought that I was trying to turn the tide, but I didn't expect that I was nothing in front of this monster! Holding a national protection artifact, he was actually defeated by the remnants of the emperor in Huaxia, and now, even the Panlong Sword no longer conveyed consciousness.

The silence below will soon usher in a crazy outburst, when ...... The white wave will blow the horn of the counterattack, completely blocking the Zhenwu banner from the country.