The red wall is a glass tower, and the pavilion gallery is magnificent.

The Xuanyin was in the air, and the shadows covered the imperial city, with despair, and the people couldn't breathe.

Luoyang stood calmly, with the Four Seasons Roulette above his head, the Sword Seal of God Extermination, the arrogance of the gods, and the dark years that pressed on the hearts of people with lofty ideals.

It has been a thousand years, things are not people, and the human race has not tasted the fruits of victory for too long, and even forgot what victory is......

Fortunately, everything will end here, the gods will fall from the undefeated altar, this sword will cut off the old decadence, and tell this chaotic world, gods, demons, demons, and ghosts, not invincible!

"Drunken Flower Moon!"

Luoyang took a deep breath, raised his head, the corners of his lips hooked a seductive arc, stepped to lead the sword, the heavenly sword intent was silently hidden, and it suddenly bloomed before it was pressed down by the big grind.

A line of aurora hung upside down in Qiongxiao, and the roulette wheel that implied the power of the four o'clock shattered, covering most of the sword marks of Linzi and shattering, and the sword cultivator who held high the decree retreated in embarrassment, watching the mortal sword cut the Qing Emperor's edict in half.

"Bold mortals, disobey the emperor's edict, deserve death!"

"This is the world, and the people who live here can't be suppressed by God, and the emperor can't be suppressed!"

The voice was flickering, passing through the streets and alleys, and the young man with a little spirit tentatively got up, looking at the four o'clock wheel of the god destroying seal shattered into a streamer, and watching the invincible white-clothed sword god retreat in embarrassment, he couldn't help but smile.

The scholar was angry, scolding Fang Xuan, since there is destined to be a clan standing at the top, why can't it be my human race?

"Change formation, earth, water, fire, and wind, and seal the sky with four royals!"

The broken sword seal of the god destroying sword is scattered as a streamer, scattered, and the whistling fairy sword is scattered everywhere, Xunfeng, fire, thick earth, Xuanshui, the form is changed, and the four emperors are illusory, and the hand-pinched seal method, the heaven and earth net, and the aura is sealed.

Luoyang was shaken by the figure of this powerful spiritual power tidal belt, took a deep breath, and the heavenly sword slashed down, spewing out immeasurable sword light, cutting through the net, and sweeping the gods of all directions.

The white-clothed sword god took a deep breath, there was horror in his eyebrows, he groaned again and again, and before he could fly away, the three fixed shadow flying swords fell out of thin air, Luoyang lifted the sword and flashed, Mingyao sword light was engraved on the void, the flowing clouds shattered, and the heaven and earth fell into boundless dead silence.

Since Kunlun sealed the mountain, the Heavenly Palace dominated the Six Realms, this is the first time that the gods of the Three Flowers Realm have fallen in the world!

"Bastard!"

"Look for death!"

The remaining eleven sword gods couldn't help but rush to the crown in anger, guiding the immortal swords to gather in one place, and the aura of Gengjin filled the dome, rendering Linzi City in plain white color.

The wind was fierce, the stone gravel trembled restlessly, and there was a long howl all day long, and the white tiger illusion occupied half of the dome, with angry eyes wide open, teeth and claws.

Luoyang floated to the ground, and the golden points of light gradually merged into the heavenly sword, and the green silk danced wildly, depicting a romantic image on the plain white clothes.

"When autumn comes, September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor!"

Chen Yu squinted his eyes, his heart was full of satisfaction with his son Jackie Chan, looking at the shining golden sword, and asked curiously: "What is this sword called?"

The black-clothed Luoyang opened his eyes, looked at the throbbing plain white brilliance, and recalled the eventful years.

The gate of the boundary is wide open, the enemy comes from all directions, the clothes are not dyed red, the sword is alone, and the thousands of troops avoid the white clothes......

"Providence!"

"What?"

"This sword is called Providence!"

The black-clothed Luoyang hooked the corners of his mouth, his eyes danced red, Luoyang smiled evilly, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, the red brilliance in his eyes gradually faded, the heavenly sword slashed lightly, the white tiger slashed, and the sword arc was in the air, extremely bright.

The divine sword shattered, and the remaining eleven sword gods stood in the void in embarrassment, their clothes were ragged, covered with sword marks, and their godheads were bleak, as if they would completely lose their luster in the next moment.

"Kill!"

Tang Ziwei's eyes were gloomy, and he raised his sword to take the lead in attacking Luoyang, this battle was far more than the victory in front of him, if he lost, it is unknown whether he can participate in the succession in the future.

The Heavenly Palace is not emotional, who wants to follow a god who loses to mortals?

Rather than waiting for the betrayal of relatives to leave, spurned by the gods, and finally silently unwilling to fall, it is better to fight to the death, it is not terrible to die here, what is terrible is to go back alive!

The twelve immortal swords danced in the air, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, filling the void of square inches, before it could become a momentum, there were ghosts and spirits breaking through the boundary, wearing a dragon robe, wearing a crown, and the eyebrows and eyes were full of coldness.

"Enough! Tang Ziwei, this is the kingdom of the underworld, you guys, you have crossed the line!"

The cold voice echoed in the space, the ghostly light flickered, the Hun Yuan Houtu suppressed the ten directions, and the Xuanao Sword Formation collapsed without attacking.

"Let's go!"

Tang Ziwei squinted at the "King Xu" standing in the air, and planned to get off the donkey down the slope and retire with interest.

Heaven and earth could not stand in the middle of it for a moment, but they had to stand by and change with the times.

Losing to King Xu is not the same as losing to Luoyang, King Xu is the king after all, even if everyone knows that this King Xu is fake, but who will debunk it?

Luoyang is too strong, so strong that every god is uneasy, Cao Sui is the first sword god to fall in the world after Kunlun opened the mountain, and countless divine bones will be buried in this ancient land in the future!

This is the world, under the fairy sword, the gods bow down.

"Eleven old immortals, let the horses come, weren't you angry just now? Why are you not as good as a lost dog now?"

Luoyang shook the Heavenly Sword lightly, turned around and disappeared into the space, floating and golden, thousands of miles away.

Tang Ziwei's eyes widened, and before the warning could be spoken, the sword light rushed into Bai Yin's eleven swords, the sword light hooked, and the eleven sword gods all bowed their heads!

If you are unreasonable, you have to stir up three points, why should you spare people?

The mortal enmity has been settled, if it weren't for the sword that God took away from Tang Ziwei, no one would want to leave today!

"What are you still doing in my underworld, this is not the place where you gods should take it, get out of here!"

Xu Yilan took a step forward again, crossed his eyebrows and said coldly, Tang Ziwei's face changed, looked at Luoyang, looked at Xu Yilan, and asked unrelentingly: "Can the junior know that the underworld has already formed an alliance with Kunlun?"

"Whatever you think, that's your business, now get out of Qi Country, and take care of your group of dogs when I go back, this is the territory of the underworld, come to provoke again, watch your head!"

Tang Ziwei bowed his hand, looked at Luoyang, gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with hysterical madness, and the hatred in his heart was like a raging fire, burning what little reason was left.

"Master Xie reminds that the juniors are retiring!"

Xu Yilan waved his palm, waited for Tang Ziwei to go away, let out a long breath, looked at the twelve innate spirit swords in front of the falling hall, and said, "You kid has the ability, I have to admit that you impress me!"

Luoyang shrugged his shoulders, the sword commanded, and twelve fairy swords fell in front of the gate of the forbidden palace, lined up on both sides, like the loyal guards of the city gate.

"Find someone to make a stone tablet, and ask the minister who can dance and write to engrave an article on it, this is Kunlun's territory, no matter what gods, demons and demons he is, enter the palace to solve the sword first!"

Feng Ling nodded, feeling for the first time that Luoyang's aura was so unannoying.

"Imperial Envoy Fan, do you have a draft?"

The old man who chewed the words suddenly came back to his senses, groaned slightly, stroked his long white beard, and said, "Eight or nine are not far from ten." ”