The storm was fierce, swift and swift, faster than Kunpeng, and even time pale in front of him.

There was a whirlwind 100 meters long and 20 meters wide, rising into the sky.

Nangong Sijing looked at Zhu Yuan coldly and said with a smile: "Zhu Yuan, accept the reality and wait for death!"

The Divine Blood Phoenix hissed again, and then spun into the wind, and at the edge of the mouth, a bright light appeared, which was originally only a little bit, gradually increasing, and after more than ten seconds, the black light hit the sky, and he wanted to directly wrap the Divine Mang Sword.

The power has increased dramatically, and the fire has burned the prairie and can be described as immense.

The temperature is at least 1,000 degrees, and Zhu Yuan is a kilometer away, and he can feel the feeling of fire waves hitting his nose and his skin exploding.

Nine Heavenly Fires, once again.

Nangong Sijing's face was immersed, completely immersed in self-meditation, she seemed to be a storm.

The Fire Storm and the Divine Blood Phoenix are very separate, and these are two completely different forces.

Zhu Yuan's pressure doubled, and the Divine Mang Sword could have completely parried the Divine Blood Phoenix, and it was even possible to win it, but when the storm appeared, it was powerless.

He smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth: "Is it only you who have a backhand? ”

After speaking, Daowen Dali suddenly appeared.

The breaking qi frantically sent out, splashing water and fusing into the Shenmang Sword.

At this moment, the Divine Sword spat out its first sword pattern.

Like ancient characters, like pictograms, like oracle bones.

A soft hug appeared.

The Divine Sword bloomed with a thousand rays of light, attacking the Divine Blood Phoenix.

The black fire at the edge of the phoenix's mouth corroded into the Divine Sword.

Originally, it was smooth and smooth, but when the sword pattern appeared, it could not advance the slightest.

Well?

Nangong Sijing asked, in her imagination, it should be unimpeded and everything will go well, after all, she is a strong person in the round of divine endowment, Eight Mountains Monk Zhu Yuan is in front of him, but Er'er.

She opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Zhu Yuan.

What did she see?

There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, but when she saw Zhu Yuan's appearance, the smile became weird, and that feeling was like facing the pit she dug with her own hands, and she was about to bury him with tears.

Bitterness, helplessness, remorse, surprise.

A powerful sword domain appeared.

Pseudo-Excalibur Domain.

Compared with the last time, Zhu Yuan, who was promoted to Bashan, used this move more smoothly and easily.

Although it is not easy to achieve, it can be done with curved arm fingers.

Hiss.

The Divine Blood Phoenix let out a roar, and the black light was immediately stopped, unable to advance the slightest.

Nangong Sijing was surprised for a few minutes, her mood changed from being indifferent at the beginning, to becoming solemn, and there was a smile in her eyes, as if she had been lonely for too long and had seen a plaything.

"It's getting fun," she said in her heart. The fact that a monk of the Eight Mountains has actually cultivated the most difficult sword domain in the world really makes me look forward to it. ”

If Zhu Yuan knew what he was thinking, he wouldn't know what to do?

Nangong Sijing smiled at the corner of her mouth: "It's interesting now." ”

The fire-based storm moved slowly, dyeing the sky bright red as it went, and the energy contained in it was so endless that it would shatter the void, break time, and make everything die again.

The Divine Blood Phoenix turned around and accepted the baptism and blessing of fire-based energy.

And at this moment, the divine sword in Nangong Sijing's hand slowly moved, pointing directly at Zhu Yuan, and made a desolate sound.

Zheng

Strange and obscure, majestic and astonishing.

In the sound of the divine sword, the storm and the divine phoenix fused together, and the divine phoenix's body continued to grow larger, and it was only after a full few hundred meters that it could be stopped. The body was full of fire-based power, and it turned out to be all Nine Heavenly Fire, and the unique tearing sound of countless flames appeared, crackling, making people dare not smell it.

Below the city, some monks carefully examined the fusion between the divine phoenix and the storm with curiosity, and just a second later, an innocent divine light appeared in their minds, piercing the heavens and seas.

After several monks all let out a miserable scream, they retreated dozens of meters and collapsed to the ground, whether they could survive or not was a very wise question.

Some monks who jumped forward to try it, when they saw the experiences of several people, they all closed their eyes tightly, and did not dare to make a mistake, but could only probe with their divine senses slightly, and they were all extremely careful and obscene.

Only those who are strong in the realm of God can watch it openly and seriously.

The closest is the Valkyrie who rises to the sky.

A gust of wind blew, and he was full of yellow hair, looking arrogant and thin.

And about ten meters behind him, a beautiful and peerless woman covered her body with a light veil, secretly sudden, making a miserable appearance, her mouth slightly open, and she wanted to speak and stopped, which made people feel heartache and pity.

The sword god knew that behind her, an essence sword qi swam away, protecting the woman.

"Don't come along. Next time, I will never make a move. ”

His voice was very cold, like frost on a dry day.

The woman smiled smugly and said, "You said the same last few times. ”

The sword god's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said, "Is there one? I may have forgotten it." ”

After speaking, he stepped back ten meters, level with the woman, and resisted the remnants of the flames.

In the end, he said: "Woman, it's trouble." ”

The woman's smile is even stronger, the kind of smile that is affirmed by her beloved and is full of foam, which is engraved on her petite face.

Yes, she knows his heart, he understands her heart, and the two don't speak, but it is the most perfect explanation of love.

The woman's name is Hongyue, and the man is Gongsun Li.

Both of them are people with stories, and their beginnings are very magical, a bit similar to Zhu Yuan.

It's because of one person.

Qiu Qianjun.

Yes, the Sword God Gongsun Li also has a very vague identity, the lifelong guardian of the Heavenly Pillar Treasure Pavilion.

However, because of something very terrible, he had to leave the Treasure Pavilion.

At the center of the matter is the rainbow moon.

The rainbow moon welcomes the sky, is it the same?

Sun is inseparable, just to guard.

After that, it's the masters of the Banjiang Bloodstained and the Twin Heavens Mercenary Group.

They let out an exclamation at the same time, they were all powerhouses of the Divine Endowment Realm, but in the face of Zhu Yuan's powerful Pseudo-Divine Sword Domain, no one could maintain the most basic calm, even the killers who had been trained for a long time could not be spared.

Not to mention those ordinary monks who were startled by the attack, all of them fled in a hurry, shouting for help.

Nangong Sijing laughed and said: Zhu Yuan, I see what you are fighting with me. ”

Zhu Yuan scoffed and sneered.

"Thinking too highly of oneself is an insult to the enemy and irresponsible to oneself. ”

After speaking, he thought of something again, and continued: "You don't see, countless masters have died under carelessness. ”

Nangong Sijing's body continued to exude Dao charm, red and blue, mixed together, and a high mountain and a blood phoenix could be seen faintly from it.

They each have half of them, and the water from the well does not interfere with the water of the river.

This is the charm of Nangong Sijing - the charm of the mountain.

The Nine Heavenly Fire combined with the charm of the wood-based mountains evolved from her endowed divine blood phoenix.

The divine sword in his hand kept echoing, as if it was summoning some powerful existence to appear.

The momentum of the Storm Divine Phoenix is rising day by day, showing geometric growth, and it is about to surpass Zhu Yuan's Divine Mang Sword with a blessed sword pattern.

Once this balance is broken, Zhu Yuan's failure is doomed.

Nangong Sijing snorted coldly: "I said that you are arrogant, I don't believe it, at this moment, you are still hard-mouthed, even if you appear in the pseudo-divine sword domain, you can't be my opponent." Die. ”

Zhu Yuan persevered to the end, conveying broken qi to resist the attack of the divine phoenix, and said, "I will make you regret it." I promise. ”

With a flip of his right hand, three Divine Fang Phantoms suddenly appeared on the Cloudless Sword.

Boom, boom, boom

Three violent explosions appeared.

The Divine Fang gradually became one, and then it unexpectedly burst out with a special Dao power, instantly contemptuous of all, and all the attacks and energies existed in front of him like chicken ribs.

Daowen Dali finally appeared.

Shenmang Sword was helped by the Divine Fang, and it did not lose to the Divine Phoenix in terms of momentum.

This is an incredible thing, Nangong Sijing is a god-level powerhouse, Zhu Yuan is just a small eight mountains, he can actually look at Nangong Sijing, and no one will believe it when he says it.

Unless you see it with your own eyes.

"I can't believe it. ”

This is what the old man said.

"This kid, are you still?, do you feel it?" the yellow-robed monk wondered.

It's terrible, and if it's true, then they will leave no stone unturned to eliminate him.

Zhu Yuan.

The last person who did not speak was like a silent man hidden in the darkness, but crucial. He didn't say a word from beginning to end, but everyone didn't dare to ignore his existence, and it can be said that he was the real boss.

The old man turned back to the man: "Commander?"

The person hidden in the darkness is the head of the Shuangtian Mercenary Group, the head of the three elders of the Elder Group, the first person in the mercenary city who has the ability to cover the sky and change the world, no one dares to disobey him, he can boldly say the eight words of those who follow me prosper and those who disobey me die, people will be convinced, just because he has this strength.

If there was anyone else in this world who could fight with the Dragon Pan Ancestor, all the monks would not think of more than a pair of fingers, and this person must be one of them.

Who is he?

Maybe Feng Yu will feel extremely familiar when he sees him. Even if Luo Shu saw it, it was the same.

However, the expressions of the two will be different.

Feng Yu was an accident.

Because Feng Yu personally saw him die.

Luo Shu would glare angrily, if it weren't for him, he would never have been trapped in the Twin Heavens Blessed Land for a hundred years.

Yes, this person is the first day disciple of Gai Shuangtian, and he is also his half-companion in cultivation, Gai Zitian's mother, who is super talented, and his cultivation is supreme, which is unimaginable.

Luo Qianhong.

Deeply embrace the double heaven inheritance, and get the essence of the exercises.

He is always in the dark, as if he does not exist, but he can give people an unfathomable feeling.

She didn't do anything, because the people who saw her did it were already dead.

This is Luo Qianhong.

A woman who was saved by Gai Shuangtian and was on the verge of death, she vowed to protect Gai Shuangtian with the rest of her life.

This sentence has been verified, because after Gai Shuangtian died, she kept her promise and protected the mercenary city at all times, and also guarded that precious life.

That history that will never be seen in the future.

In this world, there are secrets that only she knows.

If she doesn't speak, no one can know.

In a sense, she and Cheng Lan are the same, they are both hard-working women, guarding what they feel is right.

Unswerving to death, nine deaths without regrets.

The answer will eventually be revealed, but it is not known whether the person who opened it will get his wish.

At least at this moment, Luo Qianhong looked at Zhu Yuan and Nangong Sijing in the field, and smiled in her heart.

The battle of the gadgets she could strangle with just one hand really didn't want to watch it anymore.

After all, it's not a height.

One is the peak, and the other can't even be said to be half-waisted.

"Even if it's him, what can he do? Just go as planned. Do you understand?"

"Understood. ”

The old man and the yellow-robed monk said at the same time.

"Then there's nothing to worry about. ”