Time is like a river, and most of what is known is meaningful only when it flows.

In the still time, Luoyang is like a target, approached and submerged by countless thunder and lightning, and even before he can't see his body clearly, he still maintains the same perseverance as before.

"Thunder, fire, flooding, earth-buried ......"

"Well, that's all, let me see what you look like now. ”

As he spoke, countless Taoist techniques fell at will, and the sky also appeared in front of Luoyang, tilting his head, inflicting pain on him willfully, like a child sketching colors on a drawing paper, and when he was satisfied, the frozen river of time began to flow.

Luoyang let out an expected muffled snort, and was blown up high in the bright glow, and before he could get used to the pain in his body, Cang Tian appeared beside him, covering the sky with one hand, grabbing Luoyang's head and pouring it towards the floating island.

The deafening roar and the unbridled dust were annihilated by the sky before they could rise, and the whole floating island tilted to the mighty force, and the pause was half like it was restored.

Cang Tian was very satisfied with Luoyang's miserable appearance, so he kicked him away like a stone, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, squinted his eyes, stared at his eyebrows, waved his hand gently, and called the breeze to sweep away the pungent scorching smell, and his heart was as happy as drinking ice tea in summer.

Luoyang rolled out hundreds of steps away with the dust, clutching the black and white old sword, running the mixed element method leisurely, and a large amount of spiritual power that invaded the body was swallowed and refined, and the vitality began to heal the injuries on the body.

"Heavens, you won't win!"

With a low roar like in the old days, Luoyang was about to struggle to get up, and was kicked to the ground by the sky.

Who was the first person who liked to say that "man will go to heaven"?

It seems to be the damn thing in front of him, and when it is, he seems to be dressed in white, and he has that sword blade similar to his own......

As a unique being, that plausible sense of similarity is really disgusting!

Reincarnated for a thousand years, that damn sword abandoned him, so just use such an ordinary broken sword to humiliate him, right?

Li Tiance, Cao Feng, Chen Yingzhi...... Luoyang, you all deserve to die!"

Luoyang struggled to get up again, staring at the sky that counted his previous life, as if he hadn't heard his cold roar, and raised his sword again, firmly believing that the sword in his heart existed independently, and it would not change at all due to the world.

Even if the Heavenly Sword leaves, the sword should be in the heart!

The black and white blade folded up the cold and cold, and a little cold star was shining like Haori.

The first pale sword light rose, like a beating spark, and then the golden light rose, and the heat wave filled every corner of the void, leaving no gap.

Cangtian did not retreat, raised his hand to grab the eye-catching sword blade, and before he could hold it tightly, Luoyang exerted his strength again, and the sword intent struck into the Cangtian Consciousness Sea, which was a decision without regrets.

Liu Yan knows the sword scripture of the world, and naturally knows that this sword "is also good at what he is doing, although he has not regretted his death!"

Cang Tian took a step back, a trace of fireworks that belonged to the world flashed in his indifferent and ruthless eyes, Gong Mo looked at Luoyang, which was close at hand, and was banned by Cang Tian before he could make a sound, and those eyes also returned to indifference, and they were startled and worshipped, gushing like a spring.

Luoyang was blasted high, holding his sword tightly, like a stone that was drifting in the water, constantly rising and falling and jumping on the ground, stopping in the dust for a long time, and being in a mess.

"Ten thousand poems, thousands of wines. How many times have he focused on watching the Hou Wang, the jade building Jin Que return lazily, and the plum blossoms are drunk in Luoyang. ”

Chanting poems, carrying a sword, the old sword with a clear black and white distinction fell, the sword light was like a storm, collapsing mountains and cracking the ground, attacking the scroll vertically and horizontally, destroying the withering and decaying, and it was irresistible.

This is the sword that slashed the heavenly thunder for Dai Shu, Cang Tian stubbornly took two steps forward, Gong Mo's muscles and bones suddenly cracked, although it healed instantly, it was really difficult to withstand the spiritual power that matched this sword.

Cang Tian pouted in annoyance, drifted back, Luoyang took the opportunity to summon Xiao Ying'er's mountain, and said, "Save them!"

"Yes!"

Xiao Ying'er glanced at Gong Mo, put the Chu Bai brothers and sisters into Dongtian Baoshan, and was about to say something to Luoyang Chuanyin, Luoyang hurriedly stuffed Baoshan into the Sumeru ring, not daring to delay for a moment, the sky had already rushed over.

"Luoyang, is there any point in you playing these tricks?"

"I'm tired of it, the Six Realms are very big, I'm no longer interested in you, come and find me in the next life!"

Facing the sky Luoyang took a step forward, his arms were staggered, his right hand held the sword hanging under his left arm, his left hand blocked the low light in his eyes, the sword intent converged, and he suddenly fell in the air.

Time condensed again, Luoyang's sword was very fast, and it had already scorched with glow, but it hovered in mid-air, no matter how sharp it was, it was meaningless.

Cang Tian stopped beside Luoyang, punched lightly, like a child with no strength, touched it, turned around and hid behind Luoyang, telling time to return to the original, waiting for the sword light to return and cut down, laughing at Luoyang begging for hardship.

The sword light did not turn back, but shattered in the air.

Seven orifices dripping blood stained his cheeks, Luoyang urged the fixing sword to fix Gong Mo's body, firmly pinched the sword fingers, and the broken sword light passed through the body, shattering Gong Mo's body!

"Luo ......"

Cangtian only spit out a word, and was pulled into Luoyang's body by the golden whirlpool, with the shackles of the Yongzhen Heavenly Monument, he couldn't break free at all, and when he saw the success, a touch of thunder flashed, and the thunder was like rain.

The blue lotus bloomed at the same time, and the sharp sword light was like gluttony, and after devouring the void, it did not forget to invade the floating island......

Electro-light shrewdly exited the edge of the floating island, grasped the fishing hook that fell at the right time, and disappeared into the void.

Love 999

The Sea Emperor viciously smashed the table in front of him, got up and stared at the bright light that the void space had been unwilling to disperse for a long time.

Yang Tianfeng, Donghuang Fangshuo, Jade Emperor, Wudang, Lingshan, Kunlun......

All the creatures who were concerned about the change of events changed color, squinting their eyes, staring at the light that gave birth to hope and despair at the same time, and the great man who stood at the top of the table was like a gambler looking at a dice cup.

The short moment is like a thousand years long, the streamer is scattered, the wisps are wisps, there is a fantasy and hazy beauty, but no one appreciates it.

"Die, give me death, this king told you to give me death!"

The Sea Emperor said the words of the Heavenly Master and other creatures, but Zhang Junbao and the others were silent, staring, their eyes gradually rose hot, Gujing Wubo's heart was disturbed by joy, bowed his head and chuckled, and was full of joy.

The young man stood in the air, his closed eyes became the last expectation of the Heavenly Master, as his eyes opened, a sunny smile came into view, and the East Emperor Fang Shuo lowered his head and laughed wildly, wanting to urge the spell to exile Loulan into the endless void, but he was locked by a touch of suffocation, and did not dare to move.

The man in black slowly approached in the wind and sand, carrying a sword, carrying wine, staring at the demons, Gu Lu had to lower his head, Wolf Mujing and Qi Yin kept retreating, their eyes were tightly closed, and they were stinging, and they were speechless for a long time.

"Get out, Lao Tzu wants to see Luoyang's sword, don't be an eyesore here!"

Donghuang Fang Shuo got up in silence, drove the clouds into the air, Gu Lu, Load and other demons followed, Wolf Mu Jing and Qi Yin were at the end, entering the clouds before flying thousands of miles away.

"Is our formation still there?"

Gu Lu looked at Donghuang Fang Shuo, nodded, and replied: "It's all here, but it's ......."

Before he could finish speaking, Donghuang Fang Shuo spoke again, his voice was hurried, as if he was afraid of missing something, "Quick, project the situation over there, I want to see if he is Qi Tianxiang!"

The expressions of the various forces concerned about the changes changed greatly because of these words, among which the Jade Emperor was the most.

If the man in black is Qi Tianxiang, the most pitiful thing is not the Eastern Emperor Fang Shuo who is the sword grinding stone, but them who have been deceived from beginning to end!

Kunlun not only did not retreat, but even had the strength to hide, maybe in the next moment, the world will return to the three sects, and the sonorous sword chant has its own pride, as if to say, "That's all?"

The Jade Emperor looked up at the Heavenly King who was waiting for His Highness, as if he was talking as if he was talking at home, "How is the situation on the Demon Clan's side?"

Even if the man in black is Qi Tianxiang, other forces also have room to turn around, but the Heavenly Palace does not, and the next moment Qi Tianxiang can't reveal his identity, he will kill the Heavenly Palace, and his identity may not be able to hide at that time.

Although they are the same body appearance, the means of fighting are different, and the sword path is completely different, these can't be hidden from Qi Tianxiang, and he won't keep it secret, so he will definitely take advantage of the situation to say it......

"Back to Your Majesty, due to the invasion of the Chaos Alien Race, the Demon Realm is now in chaos, the Demon Emperor has not returned to the Chaos in person, Zhong Shihan is taking the guards to clear the Demon Capital Alien Race. ”

"Chaos alien invasion, it's really time to ......"

The Jade Emperor waved his hand, signaled the Heavenly King to step back, closed his eyes, and slowly clenched the palm of the table, calculating the length.

Now they can't move, the lack of strength is on the one hand, on the other hand, they must have some suspicions, if they move, it is no different from showing their feet, but they still have to be prepared, at least Qianyuan Taihao has to be by his side.

"Come on, go and call Ziwei, I want to explain something......"

"Yes. ”

The interior slowly left, the Jade Emperor squinted at Tianchi, Nangong Rongruo is still alive, after this time, she will also die, and the godhead of the son of evil will also disappear, and there must be no flaws left!

Letting the outside world surge, Luoyang stood in the void space, racking his brains for the unrest in the sea.

Qinglian couldn't resist the surging waves, Cangtian waved the sword light frantically in the sea of knowledge, the Yongzhen Heavenly Monument rose and fell, and lost the Heavenly Sword, just relying on a stone tablet to stabilize the sea of knowledge as in the old days, it was simply impossible.

But Luoyang has no choice but to keep urging the Hybrid Yuan Law and frantically absorb the power of the sky, otherwise, there is no other way.

"That kendo is very strong, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's the sky, but it's not exactly suitable for your current sword heart, it seems to be indisputable, but in fact it's a big fight, and you don't have the paranoia to fight at all......"

The old sword hung under the Bodhi tree, and the authorities were confused, but he didn't mind waking up Luoyang.

Luoyang didn't say anything, and once again recalled the time when he had just started to learn swords.

Fresh clothes and angry horses cross the long street, a sword to eliminate the devil in the world, who didn't want to be a heroic sword fairy when he was young?

Luoyang is not, he doesn't like fresh clothes and angry horses to cross the long street, that's too ostentatious, everyone is fighting on this road to the sky, only he has never thought about fighting with anyone.

At first, it was for Nannuo, then for the group of brothers who folded in the Two Realms Mountain, and finally for Kunlun, for Master......

So far, he is living for one person, not the world.

So those bonfires are really admirable, living to inherit the pressure of their predecessors staggering forward, falling and turning into eternal light, illuminating that little rainy night, beckoning to future generations.

Luoyang yearns for them very much, but it is difficult to become them.

"If you live for one person, you will not enter this door......"

In the mountains that day, the patriarch stepped into the air and whispered as if it was yesterday, Luoyang was even more silent, and couldn't help but be a little shaken, so he stopped the mixed yuan method, let the sky toss in the sea of knowledge, took out a sheathed wooden sword from the Sumeru ring, held it tightly, and looked at it carefully.

All living beings are fighting, should he fight?