A ray of golden light...

suppressed everything in front of him, even the ten-zhang area that was like the core of the heavens and all worlds, and turned into the color of thunder. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info and that majestic figure, also in this moment of golden light burst out, completely discolored.

Golden like a rainbow!

It contains the most sacred blood light in the world, and it is the embodiment of a certain rule, circulating in an ordinary void that the naked eye can see directly in a way that even the Holy Lord of Sharp and the Li Family Master do not know.

"Kill!"

The silver-haired mad demon figure tightly held this long sword that burst out with immeasurable blood light, and rushed towards the majestic figure sitting in the core, dyed into the color of thunder, the sword steps were like a dragon, brave and invincible.

broke the blockade of repression, and continued the madness that did not retreat, the desperation, and the frenzied killing intent deep in his heart. A sword swept through the air, sweeping the endless blood-light long sword, shooting and killing.

"Whew!"

Blood splattered.

The illusory long sword flowing with endless blood light and a ray of golden light, under the tight grip of the silver-haired dancing figure, crossed the area dyed with thunder and stabbed into the body of the majestic figure.

Coherent!

There is no obstruction, no obstruction, no defense. In this way, let this illusory long sword that flashed with blood light and a ray of supreme golden light drive straight into the chest of the body.

"Whoa!"

On the illusory long sword, all the blood light contained in it, as well as the golden light, with the moment the long sword rushed into the body, it was like a living thing, frantically through the wound of the blade, rushing towards the seven meridians and eight veins in the body of the great figure.

"Puff puff!!"

The remnants of blood are in the sky, and a little golden yellow is revealed in the scarlet, and in the yellow and ordinary hall, as some golden blood falls, the grass grows, spreading out the vigorous vitality, showing the magic of blood.

This is the level of Sharp Holy Lord Jiehua Yu, and even blood contains the power of creation.

"It's not that the Northern Holy Court betrayed the Empire, betrayed the world, and betrayed Shinto!" The Great Shore Hanging on the opposite side murmured softly, "It's the collusion of my Li Family Lord! But I can kill you Sharp Holy Lord, end the countless thousands of years of division between the Southern and Northern Holy Court, and recreate the glory of the Holy Court back then, I am willing to do so!"

"Whoa!"

When the scarlet in sight, the madness in the heart, the determination to look at death as if it were home, disappeared, it was the familiar face that still carried the meaning of peace.

Master, Sharp Holy Lord Jiehua Yu!

In the eyes that were completely occupied by pure white crystal, gradually, the clarity of the past was restored, and a monstrous storm swept away the soul, shaking the three souls and six spirits, and shaking the slender silver-haired figure.

His gaze finally fell on the illusory long sword he held tightly, and at the end of his chest, at this moment, it was overflowing with scarlet, with a little golden blood, gurgling and sprinkling.

"What did I do?"

"Master Li, obviously, you have succeeded!" The Holy Lord of Sharp, who was dyed with the color of thunder, opened his mouth lightly, still sitting cross-legged in the center, without any movement, "The Sword of the Immortal is the sword of the eternal immortals of the alien race, even if it is a wisp of power, I Sharp can't stop it, and I lack the skill to return to the sky." ”

The sword that manifested and was born from the illusion was the sword phantom of the alien eternal immortal, but the great power contained in it was less than one ten-thousandth of the sword, and it was just a normal projection.

Even if it is weak, the Immortal Sword belongs to the level of immortals, and the characteristics contained in it are enough to tear apart any defense belonging to the Holy Lord of Sharp, and the vitality of the Holy Lord of Sharp will be wiped out in one fell swoop, and there is absolutely no possibility of recovery, unless there is a divine existence equivalent to the eternal immortal.

"Boom!!"

The explosion in his mind was no less than five thunderbolts, and the silver-haired shawl figure trembled violently, looking at the illusory pure white figure on the opposite side, and inside, the aura of the Li family lord who was as deep as the sea was constantly flashing. Two lines of crystalline light dyed of blood, silently, quietly crossed the face that had retreated from endless coldness.

What a plot, what a seizure, what cold-blooded and ruthless, all of them are just wishful thinking, it is the Li family master of the Northern Holy Court, left on his body Merhal, and used to deal with the killing method of the Holy Lord of Shizun Sharp, let him burn his cultivation, stimulate the things that have been prepared in his body, and cooperate with the killing of Shizun.

Illusion!

A complete illusion, if it weren't for such an illusion, how could he, Mehar, be driven by the will to survive, burst out with crazy ferocity, and swung his sword at the master on the grounds that you are unkind and unjust.

"Master!" murmured in his heart.

Master Sharp Holy Lord Jiehua Yu, when he was weak, blocked the enemy Guy Shentai Realm, and he had the grace to save his life. Seeing that he was plotted to bury the entire Truman family, he had the grace of love. Now he is a disciple of his own teachings, opening up the source of Shinto, and he has guidance and the grace of master and apprentice.

Three graces are equally important, as heavy as a master, immeasurable!

And he, Mahal, is just a disciple of the master Sharp Holy Lord Jie Huayu, and he does not ask for half a point in return, even if he Mahal has the Demon God Ancient Tower, which can block the attack of the duke, he has not raised any dissent.

And this is him, the master who drew his sword to the prime minister, who is as kind as a mountain, and does not want to reciprocate!

"The inheritance of the Holy Court has been returned, and after the fall of His Excellency the Holy Lord of Sharp, the Holy Court will regain its glorious glory of the past!" said the illusory Li Lord, "Your Excellency, and I will be the cast stones on the road of glory, even if you negotiate with the children of the Destiny of the alien race, what if you risk the world?"

"Cast Stone?" "Sharp Holy Lord muttered, his eyes dyed the color of thunder, gradually dimming, "It's just to satisfy your own selfishness, for this reason, even the children of the Destiny of the Alien Immortal Dao dare to contact them." It seems that the entire Northern Holy Court is already like an imperial tumor, and the decay cannot be corrupted anymore. ”

"Decay?" "Decay?" the illusory Li family master chuckled and stared at the eyes, "The decay that Your Excellency thinks will be the glory of thousands of generations, but Your Excellency can't see it anymore. ”

"Puff puff!!"

Scarlet mixed with a little golden blood, bubbling out, dyeing the center of the hall, dyeing the world red, bringing up patches of vibrant green soil, fragrant flowers and plants, blooming one after another.

Sitting in the center of the main hall, the Sharp Holy Lord Jiehua Yu, who was dyed the color of thunder, had dark eyes.

In the induction, the breath as vast and boundless as heaven and earth, like a flood that discharges the floodgates, surging endlessly, dissipating in all directions, just breathing for a moment, it begins to become weak.

He's about to fall, it's an ironclad fact, and there's no change!

Couldn't help but be dyed with the color of thunder, Sharp Holy Lord Jie Huayu, a faint smile appeared, becoming more and more peaceful.

Like a wise man who sees through all things, without any panic or despair at the end of his life, he is extremely calm.

I'm not arguing with the Li family!(To be continued.) )