"Mo Evil Sword? How did it end up in your hands? That's Deng Lingzi! Lu Yang's voice was full of coldness.

Regarding the whereabouts of the ancient Mo Evil Sword, no one told Lu Yang, and Lu Yang didn't take it seriously, after all, Deng Lingzi died back then, and it was normal for the Mo Evil Sword to wander outside.

However, if the Mo Evil Sword falls into anyone's hands, it can't fall into the hands of Master Xiangzi.

There is no worry in front of him, he is the husband.

Back then, although there were various conspiracies that led to Deng Lingzi's death, but, in the final analysis, he still couldn't pass the hurdle in his heart at the beginning, if he had married Deng Lingzi earlier, where would there be so many things?

And that hurdle was buried by the husband. But Mo Evil Sword, how did it end up in his hands?

"Back then, he was also hiding in Changping, he could have rescued Deng Lingzi at that time, but he chose to watch Deng Lingzi die, and then took the Mo Evil Sword from his corpse!" The narrator explained.

This is no longer a secret to Bai Qi.

"Haha, hahahaha, Xiangfuzi, you are really cheap!" Lu Yang said with a hideous hatred.

"Hmph, ignorant boy, you deserve to judge me too?" In the picture, Win is not troubled and said coldly.

As he spoke, the power of a country had been swelled to the extreme, and the Mo Evil Sword in his hand trembled suddenly.

"Buzz!"

A vast force was introduced into the Mo Evil Sword.

Bai Qi took out the long knife and protected it at Lu Yang's side, because Wang Xiong on the side had already raised the Zhan Lu sword to make a move, and Bai Qi did not intervene.

"Slash!" Win without annoyance and yell.

"Boom!"

The holy sword carries the momentum of a country, this is the sword of the princes, even Wang Jian was seriously injured by a sword cut into the starry sky, and now, the vast sword passes through the eight gates of life and death, crosses the space, and a sword slashes towards Wang Xiong.

"Eight desolations and six combinations are the only ones!" Wang Xiong shouted.

Wang Xiong swung the first style of the Sword of the Son of Heaven. However, there is still a rolling sea of avenues behind Wang Xiong.

Confucianism is upright, Taoist morality is black, one black and one white, gathering great power, and slashing out with Wang Xiong's sword.

In the body, the true dragon diagram of the king of the world also gushed out rolling power, and Yu Wang Xiong slashed out with the same sword.

Zhan Lu Sword, the first holy sword in the world, under the huge power bonus, naturally blooms dazzling light, and its power has reached its peak.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Under the huge collision, the sword qi burst through the surrounding void, and the planet under Wang Xiong's feet burst open. The two swords shattered.

"Eastern Qin Heavenly Emperor!" Bai Qi protected Lu Yang and exclaimed.

"Bang!"

Wang Xiong took three steps backwards before stopping.

"Poof!"

Wang Xiong spurted out a mouthful of blood. The black holes around it slowly disappeared.

And the winner in Guangming City did not worry, and he also took four steps back sharply before he stabilized his figure. And the palace hall behind him collapsed in an instant, and the entire Guangming City shook the ground, and countless buildings collapsed.

"Poof!"

Win without worry, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

And the picture in front of the two of them was suddenly cut off.

"Your Majesty!" Countless officials stumbled and crawled out of the rubble.

"It's over, the Temple of Light is ruined!"

"The City of Light has also suffered heavy losses!"

"This is a bad omen!"

"Your Majesty, how are you, Your Majesty?" A group of officials immediately pounced.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Win is not troubled, and a look of horror flashes in his eyes.

Fortunately, Wang Xiong was deceived into the sky, and Wang Xiong's sword of the Son of Heaven could only be used in the first form.

You must know that through the Eight Gates of Life and Death, you can only attack Wang Xiong by yourself, Wang Xiong can't cross the space and hurt himself at all, the only thing that can hurt yourself is to use the power of the collision to counterattack.

He mobilized the momentum of a country, and even used the holy sword, and the power could reach the eighteenth power of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Eighteen! My strength has reached eighteen!

That Wang Xiong, can he still vomit blood by himself? How is this possible?

"It's the true dragon diagram of the king's landing, which can not only gather the qi of the true dragon, but also the huge power of the leapfrog challenge!" The white-robed man on the side said demagoguously.

"The true dragon diagram of the world?" Win is not troubled, and his eyes are widened.

"Do you still want it now?" The white-robed man asked.

"Yes, why not, according to my calculations, the army of the Ancient Food Clan will come, only a stronger force can resist the Gu Food Clan, can defeat the Gu Food Clan, the real dragon has a big grudge, I have to get my hands, why does Wang Xiong have the power to fight the Gu Food Clan, why not me? Moreover, only with greater power can there be hope of survival! "Winning is not troubled, hideous.

"But ...... just now!" The white-robed man provoked.

"Hmph, I'm all injured in the shock, that Wang Xiong, he must be more seriously injured, my power just now is eighteen, eighteen, what is he Wang Xiong? Two years ago, he was almost killed by the eighteen-fold victory of nine heavens, and that was when Ye He Fengtian, Shakya Buddha, Su Dingfang, Gou Jian, and Zhuan Zhu joined forces to help, and Wang Xiong must have been seriously injured now! "Win without worry, his face is hideous.

"Really?" The white-robed man asked.

"Hmph, the true dragon diagram of the king's landing? Not only do I want this picture, but I also want to take advantage of Wang Xiong's serious injury, I want his life, and take his true dragon breath! "Win without worrying about the cruel voice.

Saying that, Win no worries rushed straight towards the White Fog Valley in the north of the city.

The white-robed man watched Win fly away without worry, and took a deep breath: "Heh, this time against Wang Xiong, the effect is so good?" In addition to winning, there are also others who secretly want to kill Wang Xiong and take away his true dragon resentment? Hum! ”

With a cold snort, the white-robed man stepped and disappeared in place.

Soon, Win rushed to the White Mist Valley without worry.

Outside the White Fog Valley, a group of Tsing Yi guards fell to the ground in all directions, as if they had just been attacked, and they all passed out.

Win no trouble frowning slightly, someone went in early?

"Hmph, I have a blessed word order, no one can stop me!"

Win didn't worry and snorted coldly, stepped into the white mist, and wanted to cross to the outside of the world where Wang Xiong was, and take advantage of Wang Xiong's weakness to give a fatal blow.

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Beyond the sky, above the planet.

After a hedge with Win, Wang Xiong shattered the planet, took three steps back, and spat blood to stabilize his body.

"Your Majesty!" Lu Yang suddenly shouted anxiously.

Wang Xiong was about to speak.

"Not good, there is an ambush!" Bai Qi's face sank.

"Roar!"

But I saw that on the back side of this planet, a large group of hundred-zhang trolls suddenly poured out.

"Ancient Eaters?" Bai Qi's face changed.

"The Ancient Food Clan has been lying in ambush on this planet? Win without worrying about colluding with the ancient food clan and looking for dead things! This time, Ying Sihai can't save you! Wang Xiong's face turned cold.

Holding the Zhan Lu sword in his hand, Wang Xiong suddenly slashed at an ancient food clan that pounced on him.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the ancient food clan was suddenly shocked and took a step back, and Wang Xiong also retreated because of the serious injury caused by the previous impact.

"Seventeen?" Wang Xiong's face sank.

The seventeen-fold ancient food clan is extraordinary, you know, the seventeen-fold one has been killed by the four seas, and the ancient food clan resurrected on the back of the sword spirit gate is only sixteen at most.

Most of this large group of ancient food tribes are sixteen-fold, but how many of them are seventeen-fold?

"Boom!"

With a scabbard in white, he instantly slashed an ancient food clan.

It was also when Bai Qi was about to pull out his long knife and kill all sides.

"Bai Qi, be careful of Lu Yang!" Wang Xiong shouted.

Bai Qi's face changed, and he immediately gave up all the opponents in front of him and went straight to Lu Yang.

saw that the eight gates in mid-air suddenly rushed towards everyone, and Lu Yang bore the brunt of being sucked in by a moving door of life and death.

"Childe!" Bai Qi exclaimed.

Suddenly, Bai Qi chased straight away.

On the other side, Wang Xiong was also instantly sucked into it by a door of life and death.

However, Wang Xiong did not panic, even if he teleported to another place, he had the location coordinates of the Pangu World, and he could find it back, and Lu Yang also had a copy of the coordinates he gave, and Bai Qi would definitely be fine if he followed him.

"Whew!"

The trio disappeared into the shattered planet.

And nearly a thousand ancient food tribes, roaring, instantly rushed towards the two doors of life and death.

Thundered!

In the blink of an eye, everyone was gone. Leave an empty planet behind.

"Whew!"

Win without worrying and stepping into this place.

"What about people?" Win no annoyance said angrily.

At this moment, there was nothing but ruins all around.

Win didn't bother to look for it, but he couldn't find anything, only the eight doors of life and death, shaky.

"Did they flee to the door of life and death? Hmph, it seems that Wang Xiong is really seriously injured! "Win no worries and surprise.

How could you escape if you weren't seriously injured?

The more you see this, the more you can win.

"Which door? Fight luck, I have a blessed word order, one in eight chance will definitely find, "The True Dragon Map of the World", which one has a real dragon map! "Don't worry about winning, take out a wooden stick and throw it away.

Suddenly, the wooden stick pointed at the door where Lu Yang and Bai Qi left.

"This is it, haha, I'll see where you run!" Win didn't bother with a sneer.

Grabbing the Mo Evil Sword, he rushed straight in without worrying about winning.

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Wang Xiong was teleported to another larger planet.

"Boom!"

When Wang Xiong landed, the five hundred ancient food tribes rushed towards Wang Xiong.

"The white-robed man is the lackey of the ancient food clan?" Wang Xiong's face sank.

"Roar!"

Five hundred ancient cannibals rushed towards Wang Xiong with all their might.

Wang Xiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grabbed the Zhan Lu sword, and slashed it away.

"Boom!"

A sword slashed at the ancient food tribe, and suddenly, the ancient food tribe flew out upside down, and it was a sixteen-fold ancient food tribe.

Wang Xiong's injury is not serious, mainly because he is out of strength at the moment, and he uses the first form of the Sword of the Son of Heaven, and he is the only one in the Eight Desolations! So much so that now it is a little weak.

However, this weakness is all temporary, and in Wang Xiong's body, there is a large amount of ancient food clan energy sealed, and Wang Xiong's emptiness is constantly being repaired.

There are five hundred ancient food tribes in front of him, and as long as he persists for a while, he will be back to his original state.

"Boom!"

Wang Xiong fought against the five hundred ancient food tribes.

And on a high mountain on this planet, at this moment, a black-robed figure stands, staring at the battlefield in the distance. But it was Ying Sihai's third son, and Ying was unhappy.

Taking a deep breath, Ying said in a deep voice: "Wang Xiong, I'm sorry, I also want to get a complete True Dragon Great Resentment, Great Qin Jiujun, originally prepared to eliminate each other, Nine Dragons tore apart, and achieved True Dragon!" This is the ultimate goal of dragon breeding!

I don't want to die in this battle of Kowloon, that can only be strong!

I know that the Ancient Food Clan is dangerous and powerful, and when I become a real dragon, I can fight the Ancient Food Clan instead of you!

I also saw the movement of Tsing Yiwei, and I also got a formation map of the 'Eight Gates of Life and Death' by chance, and I just happened to see that I didn't have trouble using this array to deal with you, hehe, I was just in time, right?

It just so happened that just now I urged the Eight Gates of Life and Death Array to teleport you here.

It's just that I didn't expect it, I didn't have to worry about winning to collude with the ancient food clan, okay, okay, when I get the true dragon qi from you, and get the real dragon map, I will go to kill my relatives in righteousness! Help you get revenge! ”

Ying was unhappy and squinted coldly at Wang Xiong in the distance, waiting for Wang Xiong's moment of weakness to give a fatal blow.