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That coerced the Southern Saint for thousands of years, shocked the empire, and can be called the strongest majestic figure. After only two breaths, it began to sway and shake gently, and the vast and unfathomable breath melted the ice and snow.

"Master!" said Mahal to his knees.

Looking at the majestic figure that was as heavy as a mountain for him, dyed into thunder gold, and gradually began to sway. In the eyes that have been cold for thousands of years, they are covered with monstrous scarlet blood, and two lines of blood-colored crystals are like a kite with a broken string, slowly sliding from the corners of the eyes, drop by drop, bright and bewitching.

It's like the blood of the!

As a Shinto powerhouse, step by step from ant-like weakness, through countless fights, battles, life and death, to reach the peerless existence of destroying the world with the fragile body of human beings and living for thousands of years. What are the winds and waves that have been experienced? It can be easily done, Mount Tai collapses in front, and the face does not change!

But at this time, he can be able to do the collapse of Mount Tai in front, and his face does not change, he can't be calm.

The two eye-catching lines of blood murmured in the corners of his eyes, and at the source, there was unprecedented despair and madness. Such a deep despair has almost never manifested itself in him since he took control of the Demon God Ancient Tower. Because no one has ever been able to push him to such a level of despair as he is now.

Of course, the illusion that I just fell into, is an exception!

The figure of the silver-haired shawl was silent, and the last time he despaired, he had seen one tribe after another, like fragile ants, slaughtered, slaughtered, and annihilated by the harvest of rice.

Scarlet blood stained the earth, turning bodies and buildings into dust.

"All things grow, seven emotions and six desires, it turns out... You're going to shed tears too!" Sharp Holy Lord Jiehuayu, whose eyes were gradually dimming with vitality, smiled kindly, "Do you know? I'm on you... I saw the future... ...... the distant future"

Far into the future?

Is this the real reason why they only sent him to the wasteland, without saying a word or explaining it? Is this the reason why they saved him again and again? No! If this is the case, it is an infinite paradox in itself.

Could it be that he is more distant into the future, and not, the present experience, for the future of the past!

"Master, you can't die!"

Looking at the Holy Lord of Sharp, Jiehua Yu, his silver hair was lightly raised, his eyes were scarlet, desperate, and his crazy eyes were full of unprecedented firmness, and he let out a hoarse and earth-shattering roar towards the majestic figure.

He witnessed the despair of the past!

The people who are extremely important in their hearts are heartbroken and crazy when they are ruthlessly slaughtered. He wants revenge, he will repay it with blood, and he will be buried with blood, and this is his way of keeping the stars.

The silver hair danced wildly, the monstrous evil qi around the body roared, and the angry sea was waves.

When re-experienced, the heart-rending caused by the loss of an important person will be multiplied. It's crazy, the killing intent is monstrous, if you can't protect it, what's the point of cultivating for a lifetime!

If you can't protect it, you can reach a height that you can protect, even if you step on all beings!

"Essence blood, out!"

In the hoarse roar, above the fingertips, drops of invisible heat essence blood, like heavy rain, frantically poured into the body of the thunderous golden majestic figure, trying to make the final redemption.

Essence blood contains heat energy, and it is a magical thing that defies the sky!

The living and the dead, flesh and bones, and broken limbs are reborn. Any injury, as long as there is a breath of breath and does not fall on the spot, can help recover under the essence blood heat energy.

"Ant-like stupid struggle!" The illusory figure said lightly: "The sword with the Zhuxian Sword in the body is left, even your master Sharp Holy Lord has nothing to resist, let alone you?"

"Say one more word and kill you!"

Mehal raised his head violently and roared, his scarlet and terrifying eyes, like a fierce beast that chooses people to devour, fell directly on the illusory figure, and his body was full of evil, and he did not hide his killing intent.

What about even the system master who is standing at the pinnacle? Now he is only an illusory body!

"I don't know the height of the sky!" "The illusory Li family master snorted coldly, as a strong line master, the earl was presumptuous in front of him, it was too ridiculous, "It seems that the last time I let you go, I didn't know the status and inferiority, and I thought that I was a disciple of Sharp who was about to fall, and I could turn the sky upside down?"

"Hahaha!!"

The silver-haired figure laughed wildly in the sky, blood and tears flowed, and the scarlet and terrifying eyes carried the ultimate madness, madness, and riot in the world, as if he had heard the funniest joke, and the killing intent was overwhelming.

The Li family master of the Northern Holy Court also thinks that he Mahal is a pawn that can be held at will!

"Maiha!"

The voice belonging to the Holy Lord Sharp came, and Maihal, who was still about to laugh wildly, turned his gaze and looked at the Holy Lord Sharp who was dyed with the color of thunder, and the scarlet was full of mad pain.

Master Sharp's Holy Lord Jiehua Yu's grace, can it be summed up in three words?

But when he turned to see the Holy Lord Sharp in front of him, a faint shock appeared in his originally scarlet and crazy eyes, and an irrepressible ecstasy appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"Master, have you healed a bit?" asked Mehal in a hoarse voice.

Sharp Holy Lord, who was dyed the color of thunder, above his gray pupils, a dazzling thunder light appeared, intertwined with illusions, and his swaying body was as majestic as a pine, no longer swaying slightly.

The vast aura was like the sky, and after a pause, the area that was originally ten zhang in radius and dyed with the color of thunder appeared with brilliant thunder light that soared into the sky, awakening from its deep sleep.

"It's healed a little, but a wisp of sword of the Zhuxian Sword is powerful, and after all, it can't be reversed by human beings!" said the Holy Lord of Sharp with relief, his eyes fell on the illusory Li Lord, "The words of the Li Sect Master reminded me that they are silent in decay and do not know that they exist!"

"You!"

Suspended in the air, waiting for the fall of the Holy Lord of Sharp, the Li family master changed color, staring at the Holy Lord of Sharp returning to the light, and the strong sense of crisis in his heart shook his heart and conveyed the Buddha-figure in the distance.

"Bang!"

A ray of thunder arc fell on the Li family master, and there was a muffled sound, which instantly shattered the body condensed by the illusion, and directly annihilated it on the void, erasing the traces that should have been.

"Healed a little, blood out!!"

He didn't care about the changes in the field, looking at the Holy Lord of Sharp, as if he had found a new outlet, he frantically flicked the essence blood into his body, along with the drop of essence blood belonging to the Judge Great Heavenly God.

"Maiha, under the power of the sword of the Zhuxian Sword, it is enough to fight for me for these ten breaths of time, it is enough to defy the sky, and it is just in vain to use it more, let go!" The Holy Lord of Sharp, who was dyed with the color of thunder, said calmly, and raised his palm directly, "Ten breaths, it is enough for me, a child of the family who was like a waste back then, to do what I need to do and show the last glory of being a strong man." (To be continued.) )