The Great Elder panicked, who wrote this script, it's too pitiful, that's your Wang Zhiming's sword that depends on life and death, and he was cheated away?!

The Ancestral Hall does have a divine sword, and it's not one or two, but can it be taken out in a while? Which handle is not left by the ancestors, cast by divine skills, it is so easy to take it and has been taken clean a long time ago. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Who lied to me?" The Great Elder's voice trembled, the inheritance of the supreme Dao Law would kill people, even if he didn't die, being seriously injured would be a human tragedy.

As soon as I got out of bed and lay down again, it was like a god-like rhythm.

"It's Shi Yue, does she know that you are going to give me a trial!" Wang Zhiming has already launched the Pure Land of the God King, rushing left and right in the rain of flowers, using both fists and feet, the divine power is majestic, and the momentum is amazing, but it is a pity that the rules and regulations are chaotic, and he is beaten by the spirits of all living beings and flees in embarrassment.

The Great Elder immediately understood, no one had chattered for many years, and he couldn't help but leak out of his mouth for a while, Shi Yue was eccentric, and it was estimated that he immediately guessed eight or nine.

The Great Elder wiped his cold sweat and instructed, "Zhiming, you must hold on, I'll go and arrest her and get the purple electricity back." ”

The Great Elder just left, but Wang Zhiming couldn't wait easily, he quickly crisscrossed the battlefield, he really only knew swordsmanship, but it didn't mean that he had no power to resist with his bare hands.

Wang Zhiming shouted, and his momentum soared into the sky, "Burn, my blood of the god king!" ”

It's a pity that there is no secret method to cooperate, and it was suddenly lifted away by several creatures, and a fierce beast creature like a white tiger roared in the sky, louder than him, as if mocking and ridiculing.

Wang Zhiming got up from the battlefield, his white clothes had been dyed red, and the red divine blood was flowing in his fingertips, Wang Zhiming could feel the severe pain in his body, as if there was a flame burning.

"In this way, no, I must be calm." Wang Zhiming said to himself, he knows more than 300 swordsmanship and 27 sets of sword duels, which can deal with most of the environments and crises in the world, but he can't deal with the situation without a sword.

What the hell am I going to do without a sword in my hand?

After falling to the ground once, Wang Zhiming struggled to support, if it weren't for the fact that the Four Extremes Realm could already regenerate limbs, he would definitely have broken bones and broken arms.

By the way, I can summon it.

Wang Zhiming finally thought of a solution, which was a secret scripture that every Zhengyi disciple had to learn, "Zhengyi Heavenly Sword Sacrifice Sutra".

A complicated name, but it has only one simple function.

Symbolizing the orthodox inheritance of the Zhengyi and the sacrifice of the sword of the day, the sword of heaven has a spirit, sings the ancient scriptures, and will return.

It is said that the sword is enshrined in the last hall of the ancestor hall, and it can be seen from afar above the drum tower, so close, even if the real body does not come out, there will be a phantom descending on it.

Wang Zhiming was not sure, but he couldn't bear it anymore, and he spilled blood and fought hard, and the creatures on the battlefield were all indifferent and ruthless, and they shot ruthlessly.

Wang Zhiming began to sing, and in the bloody battle, he seemed to be burning, his spirit was soaring, and his flesh and blood were clear, like a beautiful jade talent. He was knocked down again and again, but he always persevered and sang loudly.

"It is to drive away evil spirits, and all laws are one!"

"The Tao is loaded with things, and the bloody battle between heaven and earth is the common life!"

"Walking on the mountains and rivers, up and down the five eras!"

"Zheng Zheng Heavenly Sword, protect my inheritance!"

"Towering China, bless me Zhengyi!"

Wang Zhiming's qi and blood were boiling, and a leisurely chant sounded in the secret realm of his Dao Palace, as if he was praising the present and past lives of the gods in it. At the same time, the Xiangtang behind was trembling, and the entire Patriarch Hall was shaking upside down.

"Zheng Zheng Heavenly Sword, protect my inheritance! Towering China, bless me Zhengyi! Wang Zhiming sang loudly, the Taoist voice was pervasive, and it was conveyed to an incredible realm in a leisurely manner, and he seemed to see hope.

"Zheng!"

The entire ancestral hall stopped shaking, and an ancient soldier broke through the air, with a bright light, and endless divine power fluctuations were emanating, this battlefield was almost quiet in an instant, and those irrational creatures with divine power could not bear this kind of power, and fell to their knees one by one.

One day sword! It was really born, this is the strongest foundation, it hangs in front of Wang Zhiming, gorgeous and a little dazzling, like an eternal light, including the divine phoenix that soars in the sky, except for all the creatures around Wang Zhiming are worshipping.

Wang Zhiming trembled and stretched out his hand, this is the unparalleled ancient heavenly soldier in the world, he can't see the specific appearance clearly, immersed in the immeasurable brilliance, but it unexpectedly did not refuse Wang Zhiming, the water and milk are blended, Wang Zhiming held the hilt of the sword, and held this eternal light!