Su Xi and Zi Yao were also completely suppressed, and they couldn't do anything, so they could only watch as the pardon was about to be wiped out by the giant mountain. "No, little pardon~"

Zheng!

A slash of sword light stabbed out from the ancient city of Yunluo, slashing through the sky of Wanyu, brightly overshadowing the sun, moon and galaxy, it cut the eternity, and struck the hand of the giant mountain.

The sword light dissipated from the rain, manifesting a slender old man, and the whole person looked like every hair and skin, all of which were condensed by sword qi.

The sword intent he exuded, piercing through the sky and the earth, at a glance from a distance, there was a feeling of divine sword piercing the heart.

"Kongsang Jianchen, I advise you to be nosy!" Meng Wushen's face sank.

What no one noticed was that Kongsang Jianchen intervened to stop it, but Blue Fox Gu Lianci breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't meddle with meddles? I've been in the world for 50,000 years, and it's the first time I've heard people say these four words to me. This son is the future son-in-law of my Kongsang Divine Clan, how can I talk about it!" As he spoke, the slender Kongsang Clan Lord, whose body stood upright like a sword, continued to tremble out of his body with the sound of battle swords one after another.

The battle sword roared one after another, and the phenomenon was too mysterious, as if the Kongsang clan lord was an immortal war sword that was about to be unsheathed, ready to slash eternity with a sword at any time.

"Roar!" Meng Wushen let out a thunderous roar, and the phantom of Lei Han's fierce nature flashed outside his body, releasing an incomparable qi and starting a great confrontation with the Kongsang clan master.

"The power of the demon clan, the thunder and the cold!" The subject of the Kongsang clan was shocked, the words were sonorous, and the Dao sound became a sword, cutting into the virtual shadow of the dream without sinking one stroke at a time.

Dream Wushen and the Kongsang Clan Lord, the confrontation between the two pinnacles and powers, the power is really terrifying.

Fang after fang, the divine lightning continued to cross out from the collision of the qi engine, tearing pieces of heaven and earth into pieces like glass, and turning them into spatial cracks.

The dream is unsinking, and the ice and white thunder are intertwined into a battle armor, and the ancient imprints of the desolate are bright and extinguished, and they are draped on the body, revealing invincible might. "Kongsang Jianchen, do you want to fight me?"

"The power of the human race and the demon race has not faced off for nearly 50,000 years!" "The master of the Kongsang clan is also a person, how can the top figure in charge of the primeval god clan not dare to fight?" "I am Kongsang Jianchen, and I am not afraid to fight with any opponent!"

Zheng!

Zheng!

Zheng!

......

The Empty Sang Clan Lord stepped out of the Supreme Body Method, approaching the dream of Wushen.

Every step he took left a sword-like afterimage in place, very condensed, tantamount to a real person drawing a sword, ringing for nine days.

The qi of the Kongsang clan lord is too powerful, and the whole world is bent to the ground, and the ashes of the heaven and earth ruins that hang one by one fall, like fireworks, and the sky and the sky are dyed gorgeous and poignant.

Roar~

Outside the body, wisps of Dao patterns and rhymes were constructed into a chain of order, condensed into a law and Dao, like a god in the realm of heavenly silence, in the evolution of the supreme seal of the law, the whole world was danced and chaotic.

The length and width of the thunder and the dragon are all condensed by ice-white thunder, and the bright and mangs of the great destruction are bursting and flashing, and the tyranny is incomparable.

Thousands of miles away in the ancient city of Yunluo, the array patterns on all the buildings are dazzling, and the rhyme of the Dao pattern is circulating, releasing the power of the immortal sealing town.

However, when the confrontation between the world's top powerhouses was too big, and the duel move had not yet come out, one by one, the city towers, together with the formation patterns, continued to explode, blowing up the most beautiful avenue fireworks in heaven and earth, dazzling and dazzling.

The Kongsang clan master and Dream Wushen, the qi that collided was really terrifying.

Shu Xi really had a strange treasure, and as soon as he put his hand on Meng Yu's shoulder, he had endless merits, pouring into his body like a mountain and a sea, and he just urged the real soldiers of the battle weapon Tiangu to come out.

Meng Yu screamed at Su Xi, Meng Wushen slapped his hands and kicked his feet, almost crushing himself to death like an ant.

With such a strange treasure, use it early, open the weapon Tiangu real soldier, even if the dream is powerful, it can't hurt a single hair of his hair.

Seeing Meng Yu's angry appearance, Su Xile was so happy that he stuck out his tongue and looked triumphant.

The confrontation between the Empty Sang Clan Lord and Dream Wushen is tantamount to two great avenues colliding, and their images are infinitely spread and spread by light and light.

They are like the sun and the moon hanging high, and the creatures in the eastern frontier of Mingzhou, as long as they raise their eyes to the sky, they can see the grandeur.

The Kongsang clan lord continued to take steps, one by one sword-like afterimages, the battle roared in the sky, and the word "Dao" was arranged.

This word "Dao", cracked by ten thousand swords, is like a completely activated Zhen faction artifact, an invincible war sword.

It trembled violently, shaking out a rain of ten thousand streams of swords, like ten thousand meteors piercing the sky, causing the avenue fireworks that were constantly exploding in the ancient city of Yunluo to dim.

Zheng!

"Dao", pierced the void, and slashed into the Lei Han Beast Great Phase.

Thundered~

Bang Bang~

The great destruction of the palpitating people swept thousands of miles in an instant, swept a qiē, and everything turned into ashes.

The Kongsang clan lord and Meng Wushen fought each other, and in the blink of an eye, they made hundreds of moves, thousands of miles of heaven and earth, and in a few breaths, they were crippled into ashes, and the chaos was full of dust.

The world in the eastern Xinjiang of Mingzhou is vast with three or five gods, and almost half of the area has a strong earthquake feeling.

The stars above the nine heavens shook as they were pulled by the waves of their war.

Strings of bleak red blood beads continued to flow out of the two of them, and the entire body was split into minced flesh several times.

Between the lightning and flint, they reshaped their bodies again, and the battle did not stop.

Burst~

A mouthful of blood spurted the empty dome red.

The power of the demon clan, Lei Han's fierce dreams are unsinking, and he was pierced by the sword of the Kongsang clan master.

"Empty Sang Sword Dust, worthy of being the master of the primeval gods!" A beam of eternal blue light flew by, and the Blue Fox Valley was merciful, piercing through the void and coming, catching the dream of defeat.

"Little girl, we are a level of storage zài fighting, you can actually insert it horizontally, you must have a holy weapon-level treasure!" The Kongsang clan master, who was like a straight sword, stroked the blood stains on his white hair, and stared at Gu Lianci with a pair of eyes that could see through the disillusionment of the galaxy.

"So what?" Blue Fox Valley is a merci, and his enchanting body is creeping, without a fearless look.

The eternal blue light, enveloping her beautiful demon body, became more and more brilliant.

An invincible fluctuation, looming, bright and extinguished, seeped out from Gu Lianci's body.

This fluctuation, although it was very subtle, was too strong, and the sword qi outside the body of the Kongsang clan master actually gave birth to a shaking feeling, and there were signs of shattering.

As strong as the Kongsang clan master, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils, stopped his footsteps towards Gu Lianci, and said in a deep voice: "A wisp of imperial power!"

The four words of the Kongsang clan lord shook the eastern frontier of Mingzhou.

All the cultivators who looked up to the sky and looked at the majestic ones couldn't close their mouths in shock.

After the primeval times, everyone in the world was prostrate under the majesty of the peerless god king, and the human race crown and totem emperor of Yinyin Sanyuan had already become the words enshrined on the god platform.

A wisp of imperial might, a wisp of the prestige of the Totem Emperor and the ancient emperor of the demon clan, in the years when such a person in the Heavenly Silence Realm is not born, it is really too terrifying.

A simple and crystal flowing gold blue flute emerged from Gu Lianci's body, its eternal blue glow, blazing brighter than the sun.

Rumble!

The extreme path is spreading to the ground, and the sky will collapse, and the earth will rumble and tremble.

The unstoppable madness pressed on, and the Kongsang clan master, who was at the pinnacle of power in the world, was also knocked straight and flew out.

"Banning the holy weapon with the power of the emperor, it should really be a cow~" Su Xi, who had a strange treasure in his body, gritted his teeth, and barely helped Meng Yu to support the battle weapon Tiangu, if he was self-appointed at this time, he would definitely be crushed into a blood mist.

"The reincarnation of the heavenly road is broken, and the tears of the emperor are the most invincible. After how many years of dust, tears give birth to Xiao, you will finally be born again!" Jiong Xuanyue tore open the void and came across the air, staring at Gu Xiao, looking very excited.

A six-pointed star gate hovered around the Burning Moon, and the energy waves of time and space surged one after another, and the ancient summoning spell sang leisurely.

"Yes, the ancestor is summoning the holy weapon in the clan!" "Yunluo fell on the edge of the ancient city, and the beautiful and picturesque childish face of the old man was full of excitement, "If you can take this flute, hehe......"

"Tears of the Emperor Dream of Tears, born in the middle of the primeval period, is the most legendary emperor of the demon clan, and also the last emperor of the demon clan in ancient times, the great god Futu, in the early years before the Yinyin, once issued a sigh of 'fortunately not born with the dream of tears'!"

"Tears and Tears, accompanying Emperor Zun to dream of tears and fighting for a lifetime, is a quasi-forbidden weapon-level weapon, the strongest soldier in the holy weapon, it is not easy to take it. ”

"However, if I can really take it, my Jiong Xuan God Clan will be even more prosperous!"

Uncle Lixu looked at the tearful eyes, and they were also raging.