When the three shadow Wuhou of the three brothers of Yusheng rushed up, they wanted to entangle Xiaoyao Hou so that he had no time to take care of him, but Wang Si, the Beihou Wang Si, the guard dog Yueyan and Canglan stepped forward at the same time, and Kankan blocked the way of the three of them, and made it clear that they wanted to entangle them.

Soldier to soldier, general to general, this is the orthodox battle, are you interested, have you played with me?

Xiaoyao Hou smiled and pulled out Chang'an, while Yue Yansheng drew his sword.

The emperor sword named majestic is the heavy treasure of the Taihuang Emperor Zeng Tianshi Taizu of the Yue family, relying on the abundant capital of the Northern Dragon Dynasty, this sword has given birth to spiritual wisdom, among the ranks of the Great Luo Heavenly Spirit, and this majesty is definitely more powerful than the God of Hunting, because the spirit of the God of Hunting has dissipated under the erosion of the long years, but the majesty is different, his power is flourishing, like the sky!

Although Chang'an is not a Da Luo Heavenly Spirit, it is also a fragment of the Holy Relic of the Ding that has absorbed the luck of a prosperous dynasty, and it only has the level of Taoist weapons, but it is definitely not inferior to majesty!

A heavenly domain, there are three Da Luo Heavenly Spirits is already a great thing, the most valuable collection of the emperor's family is only one or two Taoist weapons, the battle between the Marquis of Xiaoyao and the Emperor of the Northern Dragon, a simple knife and a sword, but it has played an ancient heritage and strength.

Chang'an's humming sound was different from other knives, heavy and thick like a blunt weapon, without the pleasure and coldness of a knife soldier who could cut through the air, and seemed to contain the weight of an entire world.

That is, the remnants of the splinter that carried Chang'an's luck were volatilizing their power.

The only thing that can block the blows of one dynasty is the luck center of another dynasty.

Chang'an is as majestic as it is in terms of quality alone.

There is no doubt that the Moon Remnant Ascension is not like the royal sword or domineering sword of the ordinary emperor family in the sword path, and the sword is swinging, and it is actually a puff of wind and dust.

It is the sword intent of Hongchen in the WTO.

It is strange for an emperor to practice this kind of sword, but no one said that the Red Dust Sword would lose the Domineering Sword and the Royal Dao Sword!

Ao Buregret's knife was very fast, and it was as powerful as a giant dragon swinging its tail as it pleased, and as soon as the confrontation was over, he suffered a big loss, and the blue-veined unicorn swallowing cloud armor was hit by Chang'an, and a large cloud pattern emerged to remove the power on the blade, but he was still at a disadvantage.

The long sword pulled out the sword flower, dozens of lotus flowers bloomed slowly, and a terrifying killing machine burst out from the lotus, and the unstoppable cut to Ao Buregret.

The huge force of blocking the waist slashed at Ao Buregret's waist, and the huge force cut his skin hard, and the blood flowed down with a flush.

It's the kind of red of the mortal womb of the flesh.

"If you are not a celestial, you can't ignore my Hongchen sword qi. People say you're invincible, but you're going to be hurt and you're going to die. “

Ao Buregret felt the great pain of his skin being torn and his muscles being cut, and his eyes widened and he gasped: "I fought well, only in this way can I remember that I am still alive! As for invincibility? I am invincible in my heart, and I am invincible!"

Chang'an floated beside him, struggling and roaring with a hideous expression, like the most bloodthirsty beast, rushing into the cage and breaking through the invisible restraints.

The forbidden word recipe was added by the monkey to something else, and the blood that was always imprisoned was boiling, and the blood could not boil, so it could not climb to the peak, and it could not be happy.

To restrain the dragons' thirst for killing, forcible detention is the stupidest method. The monkey couldn't find a better way, the violent conflict between the Holy Dao Xuanhuang Fire and the Extreme Dao Blood.

The Holy Dao Xuanhuang Fire is currently more important than the Extreme Dao Blood. The Heavenly Dao protection is incompatible with the world's rejection, without the support of the Holy Dao Xuanhuanghuo, the rejection of the Hongmeng True Realm will crush Ao Buregret into powder in an instant, and even a monkey will not be able to save him at that time.

One person has guided the reincarnation of life and death of eight adults in the past hundred years, even if Gu Ge, the Immortal Monarch of the Netherworld, dares to do this, he will be directly shattered by the blood thunder and destroy the soul!

Ao Buregret and the will of the eight masters are incompatible, the will of Dao Tian was originally close to him, but because of the reason of the burial of the spirit, the two sides are the same as fire and water, the burial spirit ghost wind and the Heaven Replenishment Spirit Wind have been fighting for tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, Ao Buregret as the host of the Tomb Spirit, the first to bear the brunt of the conflict with the Heaven Replenishment Spiritual Wind, the Heaven Replenishment Spirit Wind is everywhere the origin of the wind, and it is the source of the Chosen One of the Eighth Age, which cannot be ignored or ignored!

"Can't...... Killing innocents indiscriminately?" Feeling the shackles that bound his extreme blood, Ao Buregret muttered, gradually clenched his left hand, gritted his teeth and watched the wound on his waist heal quickly, the big red robe on his body began to be spread by pitch black in an instant, black suppressed the blood color in his pupils, except for a few strands of snow-white hair without any life, the rest of the blood color faded, and the pale skin was surrounded by pitch black.

He chose to use the magic sword to face the majesty of this imperial sword.

"Then, the bright one, kill him!" There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, Chang'an was attached to his waist, and a cold light flowed forward from the blade, and the whole person leaned down like a black crow, exuding an uncomfortable aura that made Yue Zhisheng uncomfortable.

It turns out that someone called me a black crow, but it was still comfortable to hold with a magic knife. The pitch-black pupils stared at Chang'an, and Chang'an let out a disgruntled hum to express his emotions.

What are you dissatisfied with with a knife? The black crow Yan Tiannan let out a terrible strange laugh, the starfall demonic qi erupted violently, the barren aura spread, the soil began to decay, and a scorching heat poured into Chang'an's blade, Chang'an changed from bronze to red and transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was stabbed through the abdomen by such a knife, the end can be imagined.

Yue Zhansheng didn't speak, he raised the long sword and dived, and the black crow-like Xiaoyao Hou also rushed towards Yue Xuansheng, a wrong body that didn't regret it suddenly flashed three times, and his chest was forced to bear this sword and inserted the red Chang'an into Yue Yansheng's abdomen, and the blue-veined Qilin Swallowing Cloud Armor let out a sad roar, it could feel that its soul body was being shattered rapidly, and it was impossible to imagine how that guy instantly heated a Dao weapon to the level that could smash the machine spirit, and how its own machine spirit could withstand this heat without backlash!

The starfall fire, but it is comparable to the existence of the true fire of the sun, when a star is annihilated, all the power collapses and becomes the power of flames, how terrifying!

The blue-veined Qilin Cloud Swallowing Armor let out a terrible wail, and a large piece of armor peeled off, which can be described as a strong man's broken wrist, and the armor that gave birth to spiritual wisdom was not far behind.

The most uncomfortable thing is the remnant of the moon, the red-hot Chang'an stabbed into the abdomen and stirred, almost in an instant, his internal organs were stirred to shreds and burned into a paste, that kind of pain is not something that people can bear, let alone a pampered emperor!

A kick was kicked in Ao Buregret's chest, and the blood spurted out of Yue Xuansheng's mouth, and Chang'an had not yet entered his lower abdomen, no matter how hard he tried, the devoured immortal yuan could not make up for the trauma and shook the knife out of his body.

"You forced me, you forced me!" The long hair was like a waterfall and the moon was rising, and his eyes were red, like a beast that had been driven to a dead end.

Large milky white spots of light seeped out from his body, forcing the power of desolation out of his wounds, and Chang'an finally loosened and popped out of his body.

Heaven and man have different bodies, and after the Dao realm, they can be feathered, feathered into immortals, and after death, they do not enter reincarnation, and their souls are scattered.

This is also the reason why many celestial beings would rather die than be feathered, they are afraid of death, afraid of the loss of their true spirits, and afraid that they will never be reborn.

"It's useless, there is fear in your heart, how can you be invincible?" Ao Buregret's face was expressionless, looking at the moon remnant who was covered in dust and shrouded in divine light, he reached out with his right hand and grabbed Chang'an in his hand again.

The moon is also expressionless.

It's nothing more than you and me!