If the heavens and the earth turned into barrenness, the brilliant golden rays under the starry sky surged, and at this moment, the originally few golden rays on the battle platform spread at this moment, occupying a quarter in an instant. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Novels.2

Wow!

However, at this moment, the brilliance poured again, and the purple cold in the golden mangs stood silently at this moment, and when he saw it at that moment, he didn't know what was pouring into his mind, but it was just a moment that made him feel frightened.

And in those five days, everyone on the side watched this scene almost carnival, before the phoenix butterfly slashed three gods of war and one god in a row, and the qualifications were as if they were invincible, but at this moment, Zi Han rose up in ten steps and cut down the phoenix butterfly with lightning speed, winning a battle and being shocked.

"Ten swords under ten steps, ten swords and slash demon butterflies, this son is worthy of the name of the Sword King!" Looking at the golden mangs that had not yet fallen at this time, Xingbai looked at Zi Han's eyes with essence, and when he saw it at that moment, his eyes did not know what to do, but there was a kind of ecstasy.

"Yes, yes, this son's combat power is unparalleled in the same rank, otherwise how could one person win the seven gods and the god of war!"

At this time, even the cold ice and snow couldn't help but admire this scene.

Only that Qiu Hong's eyes were full of gloom when he looked at this scene, and the hatred did not dissipate at all when he looked at all this at that moment, today because of Zi Han, he lost face, how could he not hate.

Gradually, with the cheers, the starry sky turned silent again, and Zi Han stood on the battle platform with his sword, watching and waiting.

On the other side of the abyss, an old man with first-born scales on the side of the old man with blood pupils had a flicker in his eyes, and he looked at this scene and said, "Ten swords cut down the phoenix butterfly of the Demon God Butterfly Clan, this son is not simple!"

As he spoke, his eyes became gloomy, and when the person on the other side of the old man with blood pupils facing the Ruo Human Race looked at the battle platform, his eyes swept with the essence, and said, "I can't see through this son, but I can feel that this son is extremely complete, and it is said to be flawless, no wonder it is so strong!"

"Hmph!" As he spoke, the old man with blood pupils snorted coldly, and when he looked at all this in front of him, his eyes were bloody, and if endless blood was condensed, he said, "Who will fight!"

Swish!

In an instant, the blue-faced fanged oolong flashed and fell in front of him, "Demon Heaven, Blue-faced Demon Jiao Royal Family, Oolong is willing to fight!"

"Fight!"

Wow!

At this moment, the words fell, and the oolong stepped on the bloody road, and stood on the battle platform with the bloody road in one step, and for a while the brilliance was endless, as the people from all over the world gazed, the oolong's green eyes stared at Zi Han.

"In that space, you and I didn't get our wish in a battle, it seems that we have to fight today!"

Boom!

Hearing the words at this time, with the sonorous sound, Zi Han waved a sword with the sword in the sky, at this moment he carried it in one hand and held the sword in the other, still relying on his white clothes to float away, at that moment he saw that Zi Han did not open his mouth when the sword light filled the sky, and the long sword slashed with the sword qi in the sky and danced into the void.

Rumble!

At this moment, Oolong saw this footstep heavily, without too many words, his body trembled, and the cyan glow on his body bloomed at this time, and his arms shattered his sleeves when he shook up, and a pair of thick arms were exposed, rising with a layer of cyan scales.

Sonor!

In an instant, the purple cold long sword fell, and the oolong's arms passed sideways, with sparks splashing down, and the sword slash only left a shallow white mark on his arms.

Yes!

The oolong roared like a moan, and at this moment the clothes on his upper body were all torn apart at this time, and the cyan scales were revealed, and at this moment he came vertically and horizontally towards the purple cold and shook hard, and at this moment the shot was turbulent in all directions, with the sonorous sound of the long sword, a sword sword continued to stand on the oolong's body, and the oolong continued to retreat towards the rear.

At this time, the battle curtain rose up to look shocking, but when the oolong continued to retreat, the sword light in Zi Han's hand became more and more fierce, and a sword slash shocked the Quartet, with the rotation of the sword in the sky, how bright the battle platform was.

"Frogs move the sky!"

At this moment, the oolong let out a long roar, and the cyan divine light on the body bloomed with endless brilliance, but with the pouring of the green mang, a huge frog rose from the battle platform and entrenched in the starry sky above the battle platform.

Roar!

A hissing roar arose, the cold light flashed in Zi Han's eyes, and the sword intent swirled out at this time, moving with the long sword in an instant, and the sword intent moved when it was entangled.

"Cut the sky and move!"

The purple cold long sword Ruoling, at this moment, the sword intent came from the sky, and with the long sword, endless brilliance converged on the long sword, and when the frog Jiao took off, there was endless divine power pouring out of his body, just in an instant, if the two fused thousands of moves into one blow, they met in the starry sky at that moment.

Rumble!

At this moment, the starry sky shook the starlight, if this blow gathered endless power, everything was like the beginning and the end, blood was pouring all over the sky, and the sword light was as bright as eternity.

The blood in the sky poured on the battle platform, and with a touch of gold on the battle platform flourishing again at this moment, the golden mangs rose up and continued to erode towards the blood at this moment, and the golden mangs on the battle platform occupied one-third of the battle platform again.

At this time, it was only a moment, with the Ling Dance of Guanghua, Zi Han stood as if he stepped on the golden mang, and the huge frog was cut off under that sword, and the blood swayed the entire starry sky, no one had ever seen it, no one could see only the pervasive heaven and earth.

Swish!

On the young man's white clothes, a drop of blood bloomed on his shoulder, and with the last drop of blood on the blade of the sword, the starry sky turned silent again, and the sword qi on the battle platform gradually dissipated, and the sword light also fell silent.

But on both sides of the abyss there was no longer peace.

"Demon God Butterfly, Blue-faced Demon Jiao, those are all the royal family in the demon sky back then, the god of war in the royal family, he won, he won all......"

At this moment, the old man Xingbai's white beard fluttered in his eyes, but his eyes were full of excitement, but at this moment, with his eyes, Zi Han won, and there was joy and worry in Zi Jue's eyes.

And on the other side of the abyss, with the flow of the heavens, at this moment, those people finally lost their breath.

"Who is that, who can defeat the god of war among our two major royal families!"

"The phoenix butterfly of the demon god butterfly, the oolong of the blue-faced demon Jiao clan, the two are famous gods of war in the demon sky, and they were defeated in the hands of that human boy, and that kid seems to be only seventeen or eighteen years old!"

"How is this possible, could it be that this son has a skill in rejuvenation?"

At this time, the remarks sounded, and the scene was shocking, but at this moment, the old man who looked like a human race looked at the old man with blood pupils and said, "This son is not the god of war, but he has achieved flawlessness, and he can defeat the god of war, what is going on?"

"I see that his roots are really only seventeen or eighteen years old, how can anyone cultivate into a god in such a short period of time and be flawless!" At this moment, the old man with scales on his face all spoke, and he was a little surprised and frightened.

For a while, the old man with blood pupils did not speak, but stared at Zi Han, and at that moment, the blood color in his eyes flooded his pupils, and they were all blood-colored in his eyes, but when he looked at Zi Han at that moment, there was a subtle purple light beating in the center of Zi Han's eyebrows in his eyes, and it was a purple rune.

Well?

"Purple runes?"

At this time, the old man with blood pupils said, staring at all this, his body trembled inexplicably at that moment, as if he remembered something, but in his eyes, at that moment, he was so confused.

"......Purple runes?

At this time, the old man with blood pupils saw an inexplicable kind of inexplicability in his eyes, and when he looked back, he looked behind him, and the cold voice sounded.

"Phantom Clothes"

With a sound, the starry sky turned silent again, and at that moment, in the crowd behind the three old men, the beautiful woman in light gauze stepped into the air and walked towards the old man with blood pupils at this time.

"Blood Pupil Ancestor!" the woman knelt down, how respectful she looked.

The old man with blood pupils looked at the woman kneeling in front of him, his blood-colored pupils still looked at Zi Han, and said, "If you can win this battle, I will ask the lord for your phantom clan in the name of my clan, and re-seal the name of the royal family!"

Wow!

At this time, the words fell into the woman's ears, and the woman got up and her eyes were still so indifferent, and she turned around and stepped on the bloody road, but at this moment, where she passed, blood flowers bloomed under her feet at this time, like blood-colored lotus flowers.

This scene shocked all directions again, watching the snow lotus rise one by one, everyone looked at all this, and couldn't help but think of the golden lotus that was born under Zi Han's feet before.

At this moment of encounter, Zi Han looked into the distance, looked at the woman who had already stepped on the battle platform, and there was an inexplicable movement in his eyes, and gradually, there was a solemnity in his eyes.

The mere encounter was terrifying, just like the first time we met in that ancient land.

However, at this moment, looking at all this, the old man with blood pupils looked at Zi Han, the blood in his eyes gradually dissipated, but he was still muttering to himself.

"Purple runes...... Who are you?"

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