The Divine Domain is angry, the first force is the foundation, and countless strong people have been dispatched, and they have come with artifacts, although there are some here, after a long time, the masters of all parties have joined forces, and the battle situation has changed.

Butterfly Saint They are fierce, and what they fight is a blitzkrieg, if it takes a long time, the advantages of the top ten will slowly appear.

This is the difference between the Demon Domain and the Human Race.

As for the flood wilderness and the demons, the abyss demon domain is a big place, and many masters are fighting endlessly, and small things rarely come out, and they are still now.

The flood is known as the ten thousand races, although there may not be so many today, but it is also more complicated, and they mostly come out to mix and fish in troubled waters.

This battle has been heard about by the Outer Continent, and there are countless heated discussions on the Internet.

In a place in the Angel Continent, the Moon Angel looked into the distance in a daze, he died...... She didn't believe it, she was still alive, her heart ached, she wanted to cry, she sat on the stone steps with her legs crossed, she looked very thin and weak, and she was no longer the angel of the moon.

The battlefield where a thousand stars have fallen, countless masters have come to investigate, and they are all a conclusion.

Some people also invited the saint who was the best at divine calculation to come out of the mountain, but still did not calculate the result, and he had disappeared from heaven and earth, unless he was no longer in the five elements.

The saints are all in the five elements.

Many of my friends were angry and a little powerless.

It's been a month, and the Great War is long gone, and there are no people here.

The cold wind blew, and it was desolate.

I don't know from nowhere, the messy rules in heaven and earth have begun to change, flowing to one side, trance illusion, the saint may not be aware of it here, because everything is very natural, just like the flow of water, who cares why it flows, this is common sense.

But it's all regular, towards the same place, the wasteland below the Thousand Stars Void Decomposition.

There have been countless holy wars here, and the power of the saints will still be left after many days, and different saints have different laws of power.

At this moment, one party gathers and embraces all rivers.

As the rules of Reiki merge into the underground, life sprouts here.

Grass and trees have the toughest life, and here is burst, but there are still some grass branches that have survived.

Originally, the aura was raging, but now it has become smooth, and the grass branches are sprouting again.

In a sandy land, a grass branch sprouts and breaks through the soil, it is no different from other grass branches, it will not be noticed by anyone, it is a member of the grass and trees, stubbornly alive.

But it's different, it grows fast, and after breaking the ground, it grows rapidly, gets bigger and bigger, and gradually shines.

In the mist, the blue light shimmered slightly, the void distorted, and slowly turned into a figure, it was Qianxing, and in his hand, it was the meteor spear that he was holding.

He was destroyed, but now he is whole.

The next moment, Qianxing frowned and sat up suddenly.

The subconscious warrior reacted and clenched the war spear.

His body swayed, thinking back to everything, he seemed to have hung up, unable to stop the divine might, only a trace of will not be extinguished, and a lot of trance passed.

He coughed up blood and was still alive, not completely combed, and his physical condition was a mess.

He didn't have any divine power, the whirlpool of life and death had exploded and ceased to exist, he felt that his potential power was useless, and his soul was ...... He was completely abolished, even more thoroughly than the previous time.

Last time, his realm was still low, and he could still rebuild, but now, his enemy is already a saint, do you have time.

And he doesn't seem to be in a state where he can't.

He somehow came back to life and hasn't sorted it out yet.

There are many things in his mind, even if it is abolished, he does not let down his vigilance, he scans the surroundings, there is no figure, the terrifying post-war scene, this place is not suitable for a long time.

Qianxing struggled to his feet and left with his seriously injured body, only the war gun in his hand followed him.

The little star didn't come out, it was just as condensed, still in a coma.

Time slows down.

In the vast desert, Qianxing walked in it alone, not knowing when to go or where to go.

He had read the assassination order, and there was a lot of information on it, and he already knew what had happened in January.

However, his body is useless, and it is a miracle to be alive, and he can't help anything.

The concern of the elders, the worry of the friends, and the sadness of the red face.

Where to go? He didn't know.

Maybe he should go out of his own way, there is an obsession in his heart, and where to start.

He looked inside himself, not to mention the abolished mortal body in such a state, even if the Dao realm had to be hung, he was alive and well.

He already had some idea of how he had come back to life.

He wasn't completely dead at all, and Xiaoxing helped him.

Whether it is him or Xiaoxing, the different martial arts paths they take have long been different, Qingping Sword is still the former Qingping Sword, some Qingping Swords don't know.

He is the bloodline of life, which is also the reason why the Kunpeng Inheritance chose him, and no one else can get started.

The bloodline of life continues to be stimulated, especially the last time the exile was abolished, Xiaoxing has been with him for eight years, and his life has been blended a lot.

Xiaoxing's predecessor was Chaos Qinglian, the ancestor of hundreds of millions of plants and trees.

He was originally different, which was also the reason why he was able to progress faster later, and his bloodline was very strong, even stronger than some saints.

He didn't decompose, on the eve of destruction, he had a lot of inspiration, only one step away from nirvana, he was unyielding, and finally a flash of inspiration had already had a way of reversal, the little star Chaos Qinglian The way of life protected him like the way of life, and their life bodies dissipated together, as if decomposed.

After that, the aura of heaven and earth was gathered again to reorganize and be reborn.

This is an unpredictable and thrilling means, and they are the same in their minds, and they complete it tacitly.

Speaking of which, it's right for Xiaoxing to call him father, they all have the same life bloodline, Xiaoxing is still young, and he brought it up.

The godkiller spear was destroyed and reborn again, he is somewhat similar, but different, he is not completely destroyed, the same thing.

He can also be said to be the bloodline of plant life, and if it is not extinguished, it may be reborn. Although not completely, he has tended to.

His will is subconsciously transformed, and the grass and trees around him are the same, and he is the same, and no one will notice it.

He has the blood of life, the qi of the chaotic blue lotus, and the integrated chaos ontology life saint soldier, and his last inspiration, they have countless loot spiritual power to consume, and the most important thing is the will of Qianxing to never give up.

He was regrouped and reborn, and he was still alive.

Some saints are sometimes immortal, natural means or supernatural powers or others, and some poor ones have means, such as Wang Yi before, he has approached the saint, and together with Xiaoxing, the will of immortality is very peculiar, and it is the same reversal.

It's just that he used it for a month, and this is powerful again, and the enemies are gone.

This month is comparable to Nirvana.

But so what, it's already scrapped, and the loot is gone.

The whirlpool of life and death exploded, and the Kunpeng inheritance was abolished, no matter what, the previous killing move was too violent, and it hurt him greatly.

The balance between life and death is no longer there, but it is raging in his body, he can feel that he has become a mortal, and the lifespan problem that he once didn't worry about has reappeared, how long can he live, a few years, a year, half a year?

He didn't know.

is still the blood of life, otherwise he can't withstand the erosion, and everything still needs the support of the will.

It's not a problem, these physical pains, Qianxing doesn't have any fluctuations.

The little star machine spirit is still there, not destroyed, this is the only thing that Qianxing is happy about, if it is no longer, even if the machine spirit is re-conceived, it will no longer be the original little star.

The little star is like a demon body, but it is different, he is unconscious in the meteor space.

Qianxing looked distressed, but there were not many resources available.

The Meteor Gun also has a lot of damage, which is not a problem for Xiaoxing, and after a long time, it should be able to recover slowly.

What about him?

Qianxing looked up at the desert, sighed softly, and continued to want to move forward, only his eyes were still clear.

He will not give up, and life is hope.

Desert wind and sand, sunrise and sunset.

Qianxing has already changed his clothes and outfits, very ordinary, dusty, and gray.

He didn't know why he wanted to go down, to watch the wonders of the desert, to enjoy the natural tranquility, and his heart was quiet.

Maybe this side is barren, and it is difficult for anyone to find it, so you can think quietly about the road ahead.

Maybe you have to die, it's not bad to die here, you don't have to go out and bother your friends, seniors.

There used to be Jing Mu Xuanwu and so on, and then there was Pan Wang, with the strength of the strength, he can influence, know his predecessors who are good to him, one by one, accidents, and now they are the emperor and the butterfly saint, and they don't want to be like this anymore.

The hero ends, full of desolation.

"Huh?" Qianxing looked up, as if he was a little uncomfortable.

In a short period of time, he was like an ordinary person, as if he had almost forgotten that he was once a master.

I didn't expect that there are people here, he still has a vision of grass and trees, this is a talent, and now it seems to be stronger.

The person who came was also very strong, and he had just noticed in the grass and trees that the person who was coming had arrived in front of him.

Is his reaction slow, no, it's that he has no divine power, and his body is all mortal.

"Old guy, I haven't seen this person ......" The people who came were a few Hedao, humming impatiently, holding a picture, very clear, it was Qianxing.

Some people are still sending people to look for it, even if there is a slight possibility, some forces are not at ease, or they are not giving up.

Some masters will have intuition, but it will only happen immediately to be suspicious, but there is no shortage of races with unique talents, and there are also coveting the inheritance of a thousand stars.

The speed of Qianxing is not fast, even if it takes a long time, it is still a very fast thing for Hedao.

Qianxing was dressed in ordinary clothes, with pale hair, and was mistaken for an old man begging for a living in the desert.

"You...... Are you ......" The next moment, several people exclaimed, their eyes were about to fall to the ground, and they all retreated, this is Qianxing Yuwei.

Following several people who reacted angrily to themselves, and then sensed that this person had no threat at all, and was completely useless.

"Qianxing, haha, you're really not dead...... Wait a minute, I'll make your life worse than death. ”

"What are you doing with weapons, a wasted person, do you want to kill us, do you want to move it? ”

"Hahaha......"

"Bring it to me, holy weapon. Someone laughed cruelly.

The next moment, the killing intent shrouded, and a group of people were frightened and screamed.

"How is that possible...... You've obviously scrapped ......" They are in harmony, and they are real.

One move passed, the war spear was lonely and cold, and all of them were wiped out.

Kill in a hundred steps, you can kill the enemy without skill, Jing Li did it back then, Qianxing is not bad at the moment, and maybe even better.

He has no divine power, no holy body, no primordial power, and he can't use his supernatural powers, and a hundred steps to kill is the only one.

On the contrary, it is better than before, there is no assistance, and the killing is faster.

Qianxing froze, but he smiled bitterly and panted.

Killing people is gasping, he is really mortal.

There are not many people this time, these people are still careless, they don't have a chance to shoot, if there are many enemies, he can't bear the aftermath.

No matter how powerful the killing move is, what is the use of zero defense.

A few people are not bad, there are no resources, just come to send some, Qianxing collected the spoils, buried a few people at the bottom of the sand, and went away again.

After tomorrow, there will be no more traces of a few people.

Stained with blood again, Qianxing's battle intent also germinated again, just like he was reborn.