"Woohoo!"

But in a few moments, a violent sound of breaking the air pierced the void in the blink of an eye, as if it was about to crush all the surrounding space into pieces, constantly churning and changing.

The robe puffed up by the hunt, with the swing of the Nine Heavens Purple Sword, was connected from the arm to the purple sword, and all of them were a large area of terrifying purple light.

"A sword, cut your past life!"

Dong Wugui's gaze was flat, but it was like a ghost, as if a lightning bolt shot out.

Sansheng Sword, there are only three swords in total.

Three swords cut you in your past life, this life and next life, all three lives, how can you live?

All kinds of magic, under the slash, the infinite power of the terrifying explosion seemed to be about to be churned out, and the huge momentum was like a storm impact.

On the purple sword, the light flowed, and a fierce sword burst out with terrifying light from the hand of Dong Wugui, as if it was going to envelop the North Motian, and it was directly bombarded and killed.

The terrifying and terrifying scene was startling and terrifying, and he couldn't help but shake his body, Tang Chen's eyes straightened, and he gritted his teeth.

This cheap old ghost master didn't even put it in the Nine Yin True Scripture, and the three-life sword technique was so terrifying, he didn't even know it.

"What the hell is the three-life sword technique?"

Bei Motian hadn't figured out the situation of the East Ghost yet, and seeing the Nine Heavens Purple Sword slashing over, the purple light flickered like thunder, and the sizzling light roared and changed, infinitely sweeping and crushing.

The huge momentum erupted, and the horror was endless, and it slammed towards the north skyscraper mercilessly.

The huge sword light seemed to be filled with some kind of special magic power, and burst out with a mysterious and obscure aura.

A certain energy and pattern wrapped around the Nine Heavens Purple Sword also changed invisibly, and it seemed to disappear in an instant, making people unpredictable.

All kinds of mysterious and unpredictable magic, huge horror and vastness, terrifying energy explosions, and the purple light on the Nine Heavens Purple Sword is unpredictable.

The endless waves of qi churned out from the ground, and the majestic explosion was terrifying, the whole person froze, Bei Motian bared his teeth, and roared coldly, "Impossible, how can you comprehend such a terrifying sword technique!"

A sword slashed your previous life, and the Nine Heavens Purple Sword fell, and Bei Motian felt as if he had lost something in his soul, and he was ignorant, but he seemed to have lost nothing.

Looking back on his previous life, it was hazy and chaotic, and he couldn't touch the Tao at all.

One move of the three-life sword, cut your past life, cut off your past, and cut off your roots.

Dong Wugui held the purple sword with both hands, his face was happy, the previous life of the North Motian was completely slashed, hazy and chaotic, and there was no root of any previous life.

If he cuts off the soul of his body in the next life, he will be left with this life, and such a great revenge can be avenged!

"Whew!"

"Woohoo!"

The sword aura was pervasive, and in an instant, the sword aura came like the wind.

The moves are also more esoteric and sharper.

The past life really existed, the present life is real, but the next life is the future, it has not happened.

The mystery of the law of time seems to have been deduced to the realm of the origin of the Great Dao by the East Ghost Spirit, as if it has evolved to a unique point, in which there is no longer half the power of the law, it has long returned to the basics, and has long been turned into ordinary.

The purple light sword swayed like the wind, and a burst of violent breaking sound swept out, "Kill you again in the next life!"

Dongwu's ghost face was like a cold light, the killing intent had been decisively moved, the three-life sword technique was sacrificed, and the Nine Heavens Purple Sword buzzed, as if it had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Bei Motian, what other means do you have now?

Wu Zudong has no ghost killing intent, as long as he kills the afterlife of Beimotian, the body of this life, there is no need to worry, his soul has been damaged, and he can be killed under the sword without much strength at any time.

"It's a pity that I was seriously injured many years ago, and I was already like dry bones in the mound, and I couldn't support it anymore, and now I am hanging in one breath, and I don't know if I can fully use the three-life sword technique?"

Dong Wugui turned over and came back from the dead, it turned out that he was hanging with a breath of spirit, and if he was not careful, even after a few moments, he could kill him.

His heart was shocked, his face was slightly pale, his soul passed, his vitality gradually cut off, and his dead air gradually surged.

He was full of radiance, knowing that his limit had arrived, and the breath of hanging qi had dissipated, and he hurriedly revealed a terrifying cold light, gritting his teeth, he had already cut out the second sword of the Sansheng Sword Technique, but the follow-up was a little insufficient.

Originally, Bei Motian was taken aback by his appearance, and coupled with the hazy chaos in his previous life, it was known that it was the result of Dong Wugui's sword.

At the same time, he even felt that his soul seemed to be torn, and the part of his previous life was gone for no reason, which made him have to be terrified.

Under the change of expression, the whole person revealed a cold chill, the wind on the soles of his feet, and disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, his body changed like floating light.

"Zizi!"

"Old ghost, you don't have the strength now?"

Seeing the Nine Heavens Purple Sword that suddenly disappeared, Bei Motian's face was overjoyed, and then he saw that Dong Wugui's face was pale, and he knew in his heart that the other party must have some kind of sequelae because of his resurrection from death.

And now, when the sequelae broke out, he naturally accepted this sudden incident that came in time.

Without the power of the follow-up, the Sansheng Wuji Sword Technique, if he wants to kill him in the next life and this life, it will become a joke, fearless, and only leave some cold smiles.

Dong Wugui smiled miserably, and said coldly: "Bei Motian, even if Lao Tzu can't completely kill you, but your past life is over, only this life and the next life are left, with my apprentice here, you will fall sooner or later, hahaha......"

Dong Wu Ghost pointed out at Tang Chen with lightning speed, it turned out that he had known that his heir was coming.

Under this finger, possession and huge information were the last gift he gave to Tang Chen, a cheap apprentice, and it was also the last way he could help Tang Chen.

The time has come for the dead to come back to life.

This time the resurrection of the dead depends on a coincidence, and next time there is absolutely no chance, and Beimotian will give him any chance.

Laughing miserably, he has an apprentice at the peak of the Supreme Realm, and he is only a fraction of his strength away, so he can take this opportunity to perfect the inner heaven and earth, so as to break through to the realm of the Martial God, and when the time comes, he will not be without the power to fight against the demon god of Beimotian.

The information under that finger not only contained his understanding of martial arts, but also the sharp Three-Life Infinite Sword Technique, based on the Nine Heavens Purple Sword, which could definitely burst out with a huge divine light.

Together with the Nine Heavens Purple Sword, he also entered the heaven and earth in Tang Chen's body, and the Northern Heaven was about to crack, his face was as cold as ice, black as coal, and he secretly said that it was not good.

ran away from Tang Chen, maybe there would be a hidden danger left in the future.

"Nine swords out of the body, go!"

With a low snort, his fingers raised, and he suddenly burst out in terror, and in the blink of an eye, a sharp sword light pierced through the void and left.

The rattling energy is intertwined, and the breath is immense, terrifying and unpredictable.

"You have to kill that kid, you have to kill him!"

Bei Motian looked forward to it, looking at Tang Chen, who was slowly sent out by Dong Wugui with the power of space, his heart seemed to be stabbed hard, and the whole person seemed to be slapped countless times as uncomfortable!

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