"Roar!" In response to him, Wang Sheng's roar was angry, and the black torrent slanted out in the roar, and the blood-colored Yangliu Dao people had just condensed, and their legs were still flowing in the blood river, and they were blown apart by the black torrent, and the body was blown apart, and the blood-colored time river in the legs exploded from the middle, and the drops of crystal glowed, some were rainbow, and some were gray, which was the complete comprehension of the Yangliu Dao people on time.

Wang Sheng strode forward, stretched out the lid with one palm and pressed down, turning the sky upside down!

Not as strong as the one just now, after all, he had been gathering momentum for a long time before, in order to fight for the shortest time, in fact, if he was someone else, he could not act in a short time, after all, he burst out with all his potential, but now because of the arrival of this Yangliu Dao person, Zixia Palace's gaze finally moved, giving him more options, but in general, he still needs to fight.

Shot here, the lower part was originally contaminated by the blood-colored world, but the river appeared in the space of the Zixia Palace, and the crown in the blood-colored world and the huge willow tree behind it had long since disappeared, and as the blood-colored willow Dao people entered the space of the Zixiao Palace, the space where the Immortal Emperor Sword Ancestor stood finally calmed down.

But at this moment, a buzzing sounded, and the Immortal Emperor's gaze staring at the top of his head suddenly changed, his whole body was like being frozen, and his blood stopped flowing, cold! It's not the cold brought by the external environment, it's just the cold brought by being locked by an incomparable edge, this feeling is the old guy's sword intent!

Is it finally time to make a move? The Immortal Emperor suddenly lowered his head, and in the sea of clouds in the distance below, a figure slowly stepped out, his head was lowered, the silver filaments were scattered at will, and he was dressed in a black robe, he held the sword in one hand, and pressed the hilt of the sword tightly with the other hand, at this time, he slowly raised his head, revealing a calm and indifferent middle-aged face, he glanced at the Immortal Emperor, extremely indifferent, and then bowed slightly.

"Immortal Emperor, pay attention!"

When the words fell, his complexion suddenly changed from middle-aged, youth, childhood, and finally his lips were red and his teeth were white, his hair was shining with black luster, his body was full of vitality, and his vitality came out irrepressibly, and there was a fragrance on his body, like the top holy medicine, in such a process, there was a click! He left the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the sword was let go and floated in the air, revealing an unpretentious bronze scabbard, and then only listened to the chant of the sword for a lifetime, the bronze scabbard fell off, and a blue light streaked across the sky, leaving a terrifying black mark, and disappeared.

At the same time, the Immortal Emperor strode back, and the Nine Holy Blood Fu Zhao reappeared, but there was a faint difference in breath, letting people know that this Holy Blood Fu Zhao had received damage before, and the Nine Symbols were no longer like before, but like the Nine Gates, they were lined up vertically in front of him, forming a nine barriers, and at the same time, the golden dragon qi pillar was released again, among which the golden dragon roared, and the body circled and left the air column, a leap, and the body passed through the Nine Holy Blood Fu Zhao, which seemed to be connected in series.

After doing this, the Immortal Emperor stopped, put his hands behind his back, and looked slightly sad, "After the saints and teachers, this saint has lost a friend again." ”

The love is sincere, no one can say that the Immortal Emperor is disguised, it seems that he is indeed sad that the Sword Ancestor is about to fall.

In the distance, Chu Chu, the palace master of the Sword Palace, saw the middle-aged man walk out, his eyes began to tremble, until the age of the other party seemed to change, she couldn't help but bite her teeth, at the moment when the cyan sword light came out of the sheath, she was dark grief, incomparably angry and hateful looked at the Immortal Emperor, the sword that was raised before was finally completely formed, and then the sword in her hand turned into a blue light and flew out, which looked so similar to the sword ancestor's move.

Issuing this move that seemed to be even more earth-shattering than before, the Palace Master of the Sword Palace was silent, quietly looking at the figure in the distance that was slowly surrounded by the cyan scabbard, and was already unconscious, the other party seemed to have lost too much vitality at once, his face was old, and his body was also stiffened as if his spine was bent all of a sudden.

The ending, after all, has not changed! Is it true that time cannot be changed?

Roar!

A roar came from a distant land, like a giant dragon born at the beginning of heaven and earth, she slowly raised her head, and saw a huge figure and a blood-colored river started a fierce battle, the intensity even she could not fathom, I don't know what level it was in, but remembering the palm that made the Immortal Emperor desperate before, she suddenly understood that it turned out that he was such a powerful person.

Boom!

At this moment, two cyan sword intents crashed into the Holy Blood Fu Zhao, boom boom!

Four sounds in a row, the gate formed by the four holy blood symbols shattered, the holy blood on Fu Zhao lost its effectiveness, and the two cyan sword intent were weakened too much, becoming only a trace of it, among which the slightly thicker one was issued by the palace master of the Sword Palace, and the slightly thinner one was issued by the Sword Ancestor, and after a closer look, the slightly thinner sword intent was still condensed, and it seemed to be stronger than before, like a sharp sword that had withdrawn its scabbard, and the slightly thicker one also had the effect of condensation, but it also had a slight diffusion.

The speed of the two sword intents that had decreased in momentum continued to crash into the Holy Blood Fu Zhao!

This space is all destroyed, in the last blow of an old saint and the sword palace palace master touched the realm of the saint but issued a move that could not be attacked by the saint, the space prepared by the saint was no longer solid, and no one noticed that the time that had previously hindered the appearance of the Yangliu Dao people had disappeared again with the departure of the other party, and there was no time in this space.

Two small sword intents penetrated the four portals again, and the slightly thicker sword palace master's path was finally completely shattered with a wail, and the sword palace master in the distance covered his chest with his palm, and a mouthful of blood glowing with golden light was spit out, she slowly raised her head, silently looked ahead, and looked at the holy blood rune that only had the last one left, and was finally hit by the small cyan light.

Rumble!

This world finally completely cracked, from the middle of the two halves, just the direction of the Sword Palace Palace Master and the Sword Ancestor separated, the Sword Palace Palace Master's expression changed, needless to say, the dragon turtle under his feet changed a black palace, the Sword Palace with the Sword Palace Palace Lord appeared in the direction of the Sword Ancestor with a flicker, and when the world completely fell, the Sword Ancestor body was taken down.

The Immortal Emperor's heart skipped a beat, because a cyan sword light penetrated through, and the last one who got the Holy Blood Fu Zhao seemed to be completely useless, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly realized in his heart, "It turns out that this drop of Holy Blood is yours!" ”

He remembered that he had obtained this last drop of holy blood, which was also considered to be the most potential holy blood, that is, he had personally shot in the Chaos Three Thousand Realms, and killed a large race headed by a top demon god, and in that clan, there was also the deputy patriarch of this demon god, this clan's implementation power was very strong, and it was very difficult for him to succeed.