Shen Ci's weapon is invisible and disfigured, the world has never seen the true face of his weapon, and in this world, only Shen Ci himself knows what his weapon is. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The duel between the god-transforming monks has been turned upside down with a single move, and what you can see is only countless brilliant brilliance, gorgeous, and beautiful, but there is a hidden killing intention, which is everyone's impression of the god-transforming monk duel.

If the Avatar Monk doesn't make a move, it's just a thunderbolt!

I saw lightning and thunder in the sky, and from time to time there was a flow of brilliance, and the sun, moon and stars were changing in their hands, and every minute and every second seemed to be engraved with the flow of the world.

"Got a million spirit stones, it's better to get the wind and return to the clouds? Tsk, the kid really hasn't changed at all from before. "As the head of the Ten Thousand Swords, Sikong Chunjun naturally wouldn't be unaware of Feng Guiyun, a man of the year in the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, even if this man of the hour has fallen into the Demon Dao, and if he was judged to be the two of them before, Sikong Chunjun still recognized him at first sight.

If Taihao Zhenren is still alive, I'm afraid he will be angry to death!

The wind knocked on the bamboo but was just silent, and the unjust souls on the wind and fire umbrella suddenly gathered, forming an even more terrifying huge unjust soul behind him.

On the originally plain umbrella surface, inky plum blossoms bloomed quietly, like countless souls who opened their mouths and wailed.

"Why don't you use a sword? Wind returns to the clouds' swordsmanship, tsk, there is no one in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Gate who can match it!" The long sword in his hand turned out a flower, and Sikong Chunjun's face had a flirtatious smile, and the light and breezy appearance seemed to be ridiculing the junior, rather than facing off against a demon who also turned into a god cultivator.

"The wind returns to the clouds and is dead. The umbrella in Feng Zhu's hand suddenly turned into a long spear, and the tip of the spear was a lingering soul, and the soul kept roaring, as if he wanted to tear Sikong Chunjun apart before he let go, and the gloomy aura brought from the underworld made Sikong Chunjun shudder, but the frivolous smile on his face did not retreat for half a minute.

The long sword in his hand was swung faster by him, and every sword light was cold with a bit of coldness, and the nine-colored brilliance that rose with the sword almost illuminated the entire heaven and earth, and as his movements became faster and faster, the pattern of the golden dragon on his arm gradually changed, and the light of the golden dragon became more and more abundant, and in the end, it was like a resurrection, and the faint dragon chant echoed between the entire heaven and earth!

This fierce battle was in full swing, but the other side was not to be outdone, the demon lord who was besieged by the five god-transforming monks was still sitting on the flying saucer, her cloak did not move a point, but it was this immovable appearance that made the five of them feel an unprecedented pressure.

Is this demon lord really a god? This kind of cultivation, such coercion, at least it is also a soaring ascension!

I have to say that although the idea of five people is ridiculous, it is endlessly close to the truth of the facts.

The Demon Lord's eyes, hidden in the cloak, were indifferent to no one else, and there was a bit of fierce mockery.

They sent her to the throne of God, but now they want to behead her under their horses.

Their imagination is really ...... It's so beautiful, she is not only ascending, she is the only one left, the only, the last immortal in the whole world!

She can move mountains and reclaim the sea, she can rotate the sun and the moon, and she can make everything in heaven and earth surrender under her feet, but she can't save anyone.

That person is her faith, the driving force for her last survival, and the ...... Original sin.

Only that person can overturn everything and make her desperate.

The five fingers suddenly tightened into fists, and the five people who were struggling to support them suddenly fell to their knees involuntarily, bleeding from the seven orifices, and the space and time around them began to distort little by little, countless springs, summers, autumns and winters rotated on their bodies, and every minute and every second was as tormenting as thousands of years to them.

Qingyu looked at the person who could break everything in him with just a move of his fingers, and only felt that his heart was cold, this demon lord's cultivation was so terrifying, could he really keep it in the cultivation realm?

She couldn't help but think of her eldest apprentice Yan Shunhua, can they really defeat this demon lord?

If they all fall here...... So in the entire cultivation realm, is there anyone who can compete with the Demon Lord?

No, even they are no match for the Demon Lord!

The most poignant smile in his life suddenly bloomed on that beautiful face, and he saw that Qingyu's body was blurring at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally only a vague outline remained.

"I can't help you, but it doesn't mean that no one in this world can help you!" Everything condensed into this last shout, and I saw that Qingyu's body instantly turned into a streamer in front of everyone's eyes, and disappeared into the sky.

When a person is bent on death, no one can stop it.

She passed on everything she had to the person she was most optimistic about, and that person would take her share and go on together!

The five figures turned into streamers one after another, and the Demon Lord couldn't help but hate the disappeared people in front of him.

Although she is an immortal, she has no way to reverse life and death!

At this time, the only thing she can't do is to stop a person from dying!

The palm wind hit her chest, Hua Jiannian only felt that all the strength of her body had been removed, her feet had fallen from the clouds as soon as she was soft, the wind whistled in her ears, her black hair, her dress were blown in the wind, she saw Shen Ci's figure standing in the clouds, and saw the expression on Shen Ci's face that was almost compassionate.

Everything that had been used to pass in front of her eyes like a marquee, and finally shattered inch by inch, leaving only a piece of nothingness.

Relieved.

The corners of her mouth finally bloomed into a pure smile.

She thought that such a fall would end in her falling to pieces, but her body was caught by soft clouds, and then she saw the Demon King's thousand-year-old cloak, and the Demon King's voice came from the cloak, it was a woman's voice, as crisp as a silver bell.

"I gave you your life, when will I give you permission to die?"

The body was suddenly thrown into the clouds, and then she saw Shen Ci's face in the mist.

There was a tear in the corner of his eye, and it was a tear that fell for her.

Shen Ci's body exploded in front of her, and in the end, only a streamer of light in the sky remained, and countless rays of merit poured out from Shen Ci's exploding body, and finally poured into her body without exception.

She had carried too many obstacles, so he atoned for her sins.

The cause of his creation is finally borne by his fruit.

It's all over, the top eight people in the entire cultivation realm have been solved, and now the cultivation realm is already a tiger without sharp claws and fangs, and only the cultivation realm of the Yuanying monk remains, and it is not in their pockets?

As long as they wanted, they could completely destroy this shattered cultivation realm in an instant.

"Flesh, blood, bones, soul...... You just have to wait for me, and that's enough. The young face under the cloak suddenly bloomed into a smile, and that smile was a little obsessive, but also a little crazy. (To be continued.) )