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Su He's eyes were a little dull and he looked at the Bullying Immortal Sword, this sword actually has such a powerful power?

"What was going on just now? This sword should kill him," the woman asked in surprise

Su He came back to his senses, and the scene of Cao Qingxue being grasped like a void by that big hand appeared in his mind, and he said lightly: "It should be a certain monk who has reached the sky, and he can forcibly move space in an instant with the Dao talisman created by his own cultivation."

"Even if he runs fast, when I come out of the sea of bones, at that time, even if it is a head-to-head confrontation, I will have enough confidence to kill him" Su He looked at the place where Cao Qingxue left, his eyes flashing with murderous intent

Cao Qingxue didn't shoot at Su He once or twice, and in Su He's heart, Cao Qingxue was also on the must-kill list

"Go get the horn" Su He raised his head, his body was vertical, and he flew towards the horn, reaching out and grabbing it, ready to grasp the horn in his hand But at this moment, Su He suddenly felt a force behind him that made him hairy

Su He turned his head violently, took out the deadwood scepter from the storage bag, and injected spiritual power, before Su He could see who was coming, the deadwood scepter turned into a towering tree, blocking Su He's face

Judging from the use of the deadwood scepter in Suhe, although this thing is a baby treasure, the attack power is not too strong, on the contrary, the defensive power is extraordinary

Thundered

A loud bang echoed between heaven and earth, and this force directly shattered the phantom turned by the deadwood scepter, penetrated it, and hit Su He's chest, causing Su He to suddenly spurt blood in anger, and fly out with a depressed expression

Su He looked up indifferently, and this force tore the deadwood scepter to pieces, revealing a young man, his face was sharp, sharp and angular, and his body exuded an aura of coercion that could not be provoked

Qiu Tianci

When Su He was shocked and flew out, the Bullying Immortal Sword broke away from Su He, and as soon as he turned around and appeared on the horn, the woman's phantom drew out, held the horn in her arms, glanced at Su He worriedly, and then, looked at Qiu Tianci, her eyes were not good

"You're coming faster than I thought," Su He said lightly, "I thought you would wait for me to leave the Lost Land, and then do it; But I didn't expect that you actually condensed your clone and entered the lost land to kill me."

Qiu Tianci's face was indifferent, and he said slowly: "You are the ninth person on my picture scroll, I have to kill you"

"Hehe" Su He spat out a mouthful of blood foam and said with a smile: "When I entered the line of survival and got the picture scroll from the bronze mirror, I have been thinking, is what he said necessarily correct?" ”

"Why does the bronze mirror give us a picture scroll to let us know who is going to kill us?" Su He looked at Qiu Tianci and said, it was precisely because of this problem that Su He did not make a move on Chu Jinyuan, because Su He didn't want to be led by the nose

The bronze mirror said that Chu Jinyuan wanted to kill him, but Su He didn't believe the bronze mirror, so Su He was waiting, waiting for Chu Jinyuan to kill him, but until now, Chu Jinyuan did not have any killing opportunities against Su He

"The bronze mirror gives us a picture scroll, let us get ready, but the characteristics of human beings are to wipe out the danger in swaddling clothes, and when we get the picture scroll, we start to attack them first, who are you on the picture scroll, whether it is a relative, a friend, or an enemy, anyway, you get the picture scroll, no matter whether the bronze mirror is wrong or wrong, you will kill the people on the picture scroll" Su He sneered: "So, I doubt it now, how to survive?" ”

Qiu Tianci looked at Su He with some surprise, and said with a smile: "You are right, what you just said is exactly the same as what Qin Qi said, but the old man thought about it for three hundred years before he figured it out and came up with the answer, if you are not the ninth person on my picture scroll, maybe you can really become my disciple."

"So your answer is?" The spiritual power in Su He's body was secretly mobilized, and Su He took the opportunity to calm down the mixed spiritual power in his body while talking to Qiu Tianci, so as not to aggravate his injuries

"Another can be trusted, but if you can't believe it," Qiu Tianci spoke, his face was grim, he grabbed the void with his left hand, a blue spear, flashing bright lightning on it, a monstrous power fluctuation, suppressed against the Su River

Qiu Tianci held the thunder spear in his hand, and the spiritual power was injected wildly, and then, he thrust the thunder spear in front of him, and the blue thunder suddenly came out of the void ****, mixed with a destructive force, and came straight to Su He

This thunder spear is a baby treasure that Qiu Tianci has been refining for more than 500 years, and its power is extraordinary

Dragon wrestler

Colorful Exterminating Sword Array

Shoot the fairy crossbow

Su He frantically played the magic seal, three streamers and the thunder on the thunder spear collided with everything, and shattered away in an instant, Su He was hit in the chest by one of the lightning bolts, a ball of scorch, and half of his life was swallowed up by this lightning

Su He fell to the ground heavily, and the vitality in his eyes began to collapse, blurred, and delirious

"Kill you and the nine people on my picture scroll, all of them will die, I am on the Immortal Desolate Continent, and there is no strong enemy to cultivate, he will definitely rise step by step, he will shatter the void one day, step on the ancient road of the starry sky, and go to the peak is just around the corner" Qiu Tianci said with a cruel smile that was almost crazy

Speaking directly, Qiu Tianci carried the thunder spear and walked towards Su He step by step, the thunder spear clenched tightly in his left hand, as if grasping a violent thunderbolt, and it was extraordinary

"Sioux River"

At this time, the woman on the sword of the deceptive fairy held the horn and exclaimed, and then, her face showed a touch of ruthlessness, put the horn right, and the spiritual power gathered in her mouth, and blew towards the entrance of the horn

moo

Thundered

Suddenly, from above the horn, there was a high-pitched, loud, and thick voice, which made people listen to it, just like the heavy voice of the mountain weighing ten thousand catties on the heart, so that Qiu Tianci heard it, his eyes flashed with essence, and he looked curiously at the horn in the woman's hand

"There is such a magic weapon, it seems that this trip to the Lost Earth is very worthwhile" Qiu Tianci laughed fiercely

At this moment, the moment the sound of the horn came, from the mouth of the horn, a cyan hurricane blew out, swept out in a circular way, and as the cyan hurricane stretched out, swallowing the sky and the earth inch by inch

swish

This cyan hurricane was extremely fast, and it blew through Qiu Tianci's body in the blink of an eye Qiu Tianci was startled, and when he looked down, the flesh and blood on his body were being blown into wind and sand by this cyan hurricane, and he went away with the wind, he actually didn't notice it at all, nor did he feel the slightest pain

"What the hell" Qiu Tianci screamed again and again, and his flesh and blood were blown into weather, and he went away with the wind, giving him a long-lost shadow of death

"It's the Wind of Death"

Autumn was shocked in his eyes, and suddenly looked at the horn with surprise and greed in his eyes

The cyan hurricane, blowing from above the horn, swept through the entire Buried Bone Mountains, spreading outward When the cyan hurricane hit, all the monks on the Buried Bones Mountains, without knowing it, turned into wind and sand and went away with the wind

They die without knowing how they died

Outside the place where the bones were buried, the old city lord of Beiwang City sat on the top of the lonely peak, looking at the cyan hurricane blowing in the sky, his eyes narrowed, and he muttered: "How is the wind of death a little different this time?"

"Retreat" The old city lord gave an order, and hundreds of thousands of monks on the battle front of Beiwangcheng in the east withdrew thousands of miles away

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