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No one in the world has ever said that it is not a blessing for swords to depend on each other. Flicked the three-foot Jin Feng in his hand, and Ao Buregret smiled very happily.

Edgeworth is no different from a palm sword.

But it's all a stroke of genius for the soul.

Zhou Baixiong clenched his teeth, eager to peel off Ao Buregret's skin and cramp. He and his Mozhu army were broken by the stegosaurus, drenched in blood, facing Xia Yu Xuanyuan, who was known as the sword of the Holy Dao, even a pig could chop them up, right?

"There's no time to entangle with you, let's solve it quickly. Ao Buregret raised his eyebrows, his luck jumped high, and he held the heavy sword with both hands and slashed at the top of Zhou Yi's head. Xia Yu Xuanyuan Sword is the most miraculous piece of pure gold smelted in the furnace of heaven and earth, absorbing the holy sword formed by the essence of the sun and the moon, and it coexists with an evil knife Ming Hong, which is a first-class weapon in the world, if the Yuan family gets this Xia Yu Xuanyuan Sword, then there is no doubt that the evil sword Ming Hong must be standing on the opposite side of Xia Yu Xuanyuan Sword, is it the Demon Sect?

Zhou Yi's expression was hideous, his face armor was shattered by the sword qi, and he let out an angry roar, his eyes spewing orange light.

If he can't beat the Great Yuan Blood Frontier King Ao in terms of technical attacks, then according to the military order he made to the black-robed man before he left, he will either go back with his head or don't go back.

Who wants to die?

They are all mayflies in the sea, and they can't help themselves, and their souls are scattered after a wave.

"Soul Dao Heaven, release the soul and serve the soul!" "The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the three hundred heavy riders are turned on their backs, Xia Yu Xuanyuan's sword qi is unreasonable, and the blood is rushing all over the blood-colored roses, Zhou Yi saw that the three hundred heavy riders lost five or six of the entourage filled his chest with anger, and the aura gathered wildly, and he split out a hundred zhang sword gang against Ao Buregret, because the two sides exchanged positions because of the struggle for too long, Mo Zhujun and Zhou Yi, who were originally killed from the side of Tingtao Pass, were facing the city gate of Tingtao Pass that was opened by the blue-robed Yuan Lie at this time, and Ao Buregret stood with his back to Tingtao Pass.

The sword was a hundred zhang long, Ao Buregret's expression was solemn, and the sword blade went straight up, and thousands of sword qi rolled up a huge sharp cone and stabbed it, and the extreme flame seemed to be violently stimulated and exploded in an instant, and the raging flames directly engulfed the remaining Mozhu Army!

The sword is powerful, and after colliding with the sharp cone sword qi, it does not change the momentum of splitting Huashan, the sword qi is crumbling, Ao does not regret or panic, his left palm is directly slapped at the tail of the sword, and the twisted Xia Yu Xuanyuan suddenly rotates in his hand, unscrewing the remaining sword qi and turning it into a thick sword curtain barrier to resist.

Still not enough.

Releasing the soul and serving the soul is the séance.

The Soul Dao Heaven was not originally a spiritual creature that existed in Kyushu, and no one knew where it came from, and no one knew why this powerful existence that could rank third among the Kyushu War Spirits would kneel down in front of the man named Nether Snow.

As if it should be, as it should be.

Dao Gang smashed the sword curtain without the slightest accident, and smashed Ao Buregret, who was blocked by the horizontal sword, to the ground, and even the Tingtao Pass and the three streets behind him were not spared.

The orange spirit stretched out from Zhou Yi's back and roared, and the ten-zhang high spirit unsteadily emitted a viscous orange light, and as soon as Zhou Yi raised his foot, the servant also raised his big foot and stepped on the big pit that Ao Buregret had fallen.

One, two, three. Smoke billowed up.

Yuan Lie staggered out of the black barrier, and sat aside with a jar of boxwood old wine, and swallowed the boiling liquor mixed with wisps of blood. Old, at the beginning, one person could be a thousand troops to charge into battle, but now a thousand horsemen make me angry. The old man let out a painless sigh, and looked at the angry Zhou Baixiong and the spirit behind him with interest.

"I have long heard that the children of the Zhou family said that the white bear of the Zhou family is comparable to my first grandson and eight sons, so it seems that this is true. ”

When the big feet of the squiret left the pit, Ao Buregret, whose clothes were broken and bloody, lay at the bottom of the pit, Xia Yu Xuanyuan flew back to his side with the old man's fingers, and the spiritual golden ancient sword blade was inserted into the ground for a foot and a half.

"It's just that the power that has fallen behind and wagged his tail and begged for mercy is also worthy of being called the Kyushu royal family?" Ao Buregret, who was in severe pain, spit out a mouthful of blood and said, the soul of the servant was extremely powerful, and he almost stepped on the bones on his body. Zhou Yi squinted, strode towards Ao Buregret, grabbed him by the neck is a punch, and pierced through twenty-seven layers of walls, so embarrassed.

Finally got a breather, he staggered up from the ground, wiped his face full of blood, and couldn't help grinning, it turned out that being pressed and beaten was like this.

"Stinky boy, I'll tell you not to come nonsense, you don't care about your cultivation, you already have a Dao wound on your body, and now the dark injury and Dao injury caused by the forcible fall are faintly linked, and the whole body will be moved, and I don't know how to die when the time comes, the old man is not in the mood to collect the corpse for you. Yuan Yeol said with his tongue wide open, somehow, he was actually drunk.

No one says that you can't kill if you're dying. Ao Buregret pursed his lips and squinted his eyes and smiled, the ancestral sea, refining the ancestral roots, building the god platform, calling the gods to remember, inheriting the soul of the gods, cutting the gods, and stepping on the way to the sky, the things that Xie hit into his mind can also be regarded as the first step, how can there be no reason to play yourself to death without merit?

It's just that this is the sea of ancestors...... Interesting.

The blood was hot and rushed in his body, and every drop of blood came out like a dragon's roar like waking up from a big dream, his body quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, red as blood, exhaling like a dragon, circles of dust swung up with his breath, and within a quarter of an hour his skin returned to normal.

For a quarter of an hour, Zhou Yi didn't move, Yuan Lie didn't drink, Nethersnow didn't play the piano, the clouds in the sky didn't move, and even the sun moved slowly and hard as if it was stuck in a quagmire.

It's not that they don't want to move, it's that heaven and earth are trapped in some kind of unspeakable confinement, and this quarter of an hour does not exist for them, and only Ao Buregret knows what happened.

At that quarter of an hour, the Three Realms were red.

Not only the Three Realms, but the True Realm, the Realm, and the Chaos Dao Sea outside the Three Realms have even become the same color.

A thumb-sized whirlpool appeared in his dantian, all the blood was inextricably linked to this whirlpool, and he was able to control every drop of blood on his body, meticulously. Every drop of blood is a sea, a sea of blood filled with gray breath.

The gray-red is as strange as a ghost.

"I suddenly felt that this Hongmeng True Realm really couldn't stop me. Ao Buregret's pupils turned red at a palpitating speed, gloomy as the sea, no pupils were seen, the thin body instantly began to swell, the gray dragon scales turned out from under the skin and buckled together loudly, a pair of hideous craggy bone wings broke open and stretched on the back, and the gray dragon man who was also ten feet tall spat out the extreme flame and laughed wildly, dragged up a gray line and rushed to Zhou Yi's side, and swung a heavy punch directly into the face of the squire!

The Samurai flew high, his neck stretched half a foot away, and Zhou Yi was the same, his neck bones let out an overwhelmed wail, and with the same qi, Zhou Yi and the Samurai collided with a small hill outside Tingtao Pass at ten times the speed and height of Ao Buregret's previous flight.

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