readx;? The Heavenly Dao exists, there are ten thousand tribulations, just like this ten thousand tribulation mountain range, the tribulation of the heavens is at most the thunder tribulation, and the god tribulation does not matter, only in the spirit and god realm, the nine-colored thunder tribulation is the strongest tribulation, one calamity can wipe out countless heavenly pride, which one of the people who can survive such a catastrophe is not the capital of heaven. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Today's nine-color thunder tribulation reappeared, for the revival of Zi Han, Zi Han one spirit and one soul, two bodies should be robbed, the thunder tribulation is even more rapid, but with the movement of the heavens, the nine colors descended, at that moment the thunderclouds finally dispersed, this time Zi Han did not care about the emergence of the tenth color, because it never came.

When the thunder dissipated, the two figures above Tianyu walked towards the lonely peak at this time, and landed on Qingluo's side, but this scene was extremely strange, the two Zihan stood in front of Qingluo, and Qingluo didn't know who to look at.

Between the flow of thoughts, Zi Han's indifferent expression flashed a smile at this time, and between his thoughts, a figure trembled slightly at this time, turning into a streamer and submerging into Zi Han's body, and Zi Han was the only one left at this time.

Above the lonely peak, it became quiet again, no one spoke, Zi Han just looked at the light fall, at a certain moment he raised his hand slightly, wiping away a wisp of blood on the light falling cheek, but at this moment his sword-holding hand was so soft.

The five fingers twisted around, sorted out the light and some messy silk, and when he looked at the light fall, his expression was a little unbearable, a little heartache, and he wanted to cry for it.

"Why do you have to wait for me for three years, is it worth it?"

Zi Han asked in a mimetic voice, his tone became soft, when he woke up, for some reason, when he looked at the light fall, he saw everything in his eyes, he saw everyone's great sorrow and weep, saw Ye Yichen's departure, and saw the feelings that the light bitter shou told her.

Facing Zi Han, listening to his question, she was light but always silent, just looking at Zi Han like this, she was afraid, she was afraid that Zi Han was going to leave her, at this time she chose to be silent, wanting to bear all this silently, but she was silent, and Zi Han stopped asking.

In the next moment, Zi Han smiled and looked at the sword in the distance, the long sword was still ancient, three years of time did not leave the slightest trace on its body, it was dim when Zi Han died, but when Zi Han was resurrected, the cold reappeared.

Everything became inexplicable at this moment, Zi Han smiled, and in his floating hand, the long sword fell into his palm again, and the palm gently rubbed the hilt of the sword, and a familiar sword intent emerged again at this moment.

"The Blood Moon gave you to me, you are indeed extraordinary!"

Zi Han said, his eyes looked at the place where he was looking, where it was the end of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Mountain Range, a feeling kept emerging at this moment, making his mind move lightly, but it was not disturbed, in his gaze, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were in full view, if he was looking at the glory that had passed!

"Three years ago, one person fought all beings alone, I could fight in the sky, but I was unable to return to the sky, now I will come to the world again, I can fight the heaven and earth again, and the huge spiritual god battlefield will eventually engrave the mark that belongs to me, the mark that belongs to the sword king"

"It's been three years, and I don't know how to do it?"

"I want to return to the world, come to the battlefield again, and fight the world again......" Zi Han's words were accompanied by heroism, and a smile flashed on his handsome face, and at that moment he suddenly returned, looking at Qingluo, accompanied by softness, and asked softly, "Qingluo, are you willing to accompany me to fight?"

At this moment, at this moment, at this moment, the light body couldn't help but tremble slightly, crying, but laughing, biting his lips, but in his jaw.

"May ...... In this life, you can accompany me for a lifetime, and I can protect you for eternity!"

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At this moment, the world became quiet, but like an oath, Zi Han's silent heart finally opened, looking at the light fall in front of him, on the peerless face, tears and laughter did not contradict the harmony, Zi Han hugged each other, accompanied by the warmth of that moment.

With the wind, along with the heaven and earth, Zi Han took the hand that fell lightly, looked into the distance, the smile on the corner of his mouth did not go away after all, holding a sword in his hand, looking at the scenery in front of him, but he would not stop for it again, he wanted to fight again, find back the glory that belonged to him, restore his former glory, and the name of the Sword King will not be silent.

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Three years later, the Spirit God Battlefield had countless changes, its territory became vast, and the Spirit God Battlefield of the Thirteen Domains of the Southern Heavens was brought together in one place, turning into a vast and boundless land, like a heaven and earth, but on this battlefield, the battle became more turbulent.

Endless Tianjiao continues to emerge, the geniuses of the Great Sect, the Tianjiao of the Protoss, the descendants of the ancient race, etc., countless powerful geniuses have come to this battlefield, because the battlefield of this dynasty has become grand, and in the battle of this life, there will eventually be one person who will achieve the supreme position.

In the center of the Spirit God Battlefield, there will be seven sons on the seven sacred mountains, but all this is not the end, and what Tianjiao wants in this life is still to fight for the supreme position.

However, the supreme position, if it is not implemented, it may only be a kind of glory, a glory of the first person in the world, a glory that can only be achieved by fighting all the Tianjiao of the heaven and earth, for the glory of the hidden world, the silent god race, among the major ancient religions, there are countless Tianjiao with extraordinary talents to fight here!

Three years later, on the battlefield of the Spirit Gods, there are countless Tianjiao born, but today, there is one more person, perhaps under the statement of countless Tianjiao, no one remembers it, but he is here again, destined to be glorious in this life.

In the huge spiritual battlefield, Zi Han and Qingluo walked side by side, he walked out of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Mountain Range, and traveled in the battlefield with Qingluo for several days, walked thousands of miles, Zi Han had thousands of emotions in his heart, the world has changed greatly, the battlefield is turbulent, and countless heavenly arrogance has appeared in the sky, creating the extraordinary of today.

Zi Han's heart was moved, he saw countless things, and he also saw the competition of many Tianzhong characters, but he never stopped, and when he stared at a certain moment, he looked at a certain place, and in that place, there were cities connected to each other.

And the people who occupy those cities at this moment are those creatures who have been banished, and it is because of these creatures that he has passed away for three years, and has been silent for three years, without heart and sex, but he has never forgotten everything under his sleep, and those hatreds have become deep again on that day.

"Purple Cold"

Softly whispered, with hesitation, as if he wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, when Zi Han looked sideways, there was melancholy, and he said softly, "When I am unequaled"

Above the void, there is the breath of the wind and the four directions, on this battlefield, there are many unknowns, every day there are Tianjiao appearing in the sky, coming across the battlefield, and when countless Tianjiao rises, now Zihan is resurrected, he is destined to fight again, the glory of the past, the glory of the Sword Monarch will eventually reappear.

With a soft sigh, Zi Han turned to look into the distance, looking at the scenery in the distance, his thoughts were thinking about everything that had passed, but in the next moment, the gray eyes flowed between heaven and earth, but he couldn't help but condense, he looked into the distance, in the distance, there were several people walking in his eyes, and their breath was not weak, all of them had reached the realm of the six turns of the spirit god, and even two of them had reached the seventh turn of the spirit god!

At this moment, Zi Han looked at the figures of those few people like this, their lines hurriedly walked towards the city, at this moment his gray eyes slightly condensed a trace of essence, and a trace of indifference appeared in his expression, looking at this scene, looking at the people of those few people, a wisp of inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong?" asked Qingluo.

Zi Han's smile was even worse, he looked at the person who was hurrying away, and said softly, "That's the person of the Five Great Guardian Divine Clans of the Heavenly City!"

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