"Click" shattering sound.

This arrow shattered the Eastern Emperor's chest, and the flesh and blood of the entire body flew in an instant, and the arrow shot by the feminine general was obviously different from Ning Yi's sword qi...... There is no so-called "divinity" attached to the tip of the arrowhead.

So this arrow can't kill the Eastern Emperor.

Thousands of iron horsemen rushed into battle.

Ning Yi drew his sword out of the sheath, swept out of the ground, and slashed down with a sword in the air!

The fine snow divinity slashed out in the air, and the Eastern Emperor no longer raised his arms to try to resist this mighty sword qi, but fell with all his strength to avoid Ning Yi's sword qi.

Changhong draped.

After the two of them swept out of the iron horse, they fought at the end of this snow tornado, the appearance of the Eastern Emperor was extremely miserable, his chest was pierced by arrow qi, and the recovery speed of the source demon had been greatly reduced, but even so, without a treasure weapon, he could still shake Ning Yi with his physique.

The vitality brought by the word scroll has also entered a state of great consumption.

Plumes of golden light exploded between the two.

And Ning Yi's mind has been on the small hill in the distance.

That ancient coffin...... The ancient king of the North who carried the sword box on his back.

These three generals are all extremely tricky characters, before he pushed the Eastern Emperor into the game, let him unsuspectingly hit the arrow of the Yin Rou General, and occupied the opportunity, and now he is killing step by step, not wanting to give the Eastern Emperor the slightest chance to breathe.

This overlord who was resurrected from two thousand years ago and fought all over the Demon Domain's invincible opponents was extremely difficult to kill.

If you can't find a "dead hole", you can only use the way of wrestling with the qi machine to forcibly consume it.

Ning Yi's eyes were cold, there was a "whoosh" sound in his ears, the posture of drawing the sword and slashing changed in the air, his figure was as soft as water, and he suddenly leaned back and swept back, a stout black-armored general slashed out the long knife horizontally, and after being dodged by Ning Yi, he slashed at the arm of the Eastern Emperor.

"Stab" sound.

There is no skin and flesh.

Rather, it is like a sharp object running through a scale, or a finger sweeping over a beaded curtain...... The sound of this knife is extremely crisp.

But even the Eastern Emperor's arm and physique were not cut.

Ning Yi's pupils contracted, and it wasn't until this moment that he realized ...... The Eastern Emperor's physique is so strong.

The last time I met this double sword general in Snow Tornado, I was inseparable and extremely embarrassed.

And turned his senses...... He also realized the terrifying nature of his current sword qi realm.

Easily smash the Eastern Emperor's physique.

Is it the "divinity" of the "sword bearer"?

There is nothing in this world that cannot be broken by the sword wielder's sword aura.

Kill the unkillable!

After refining the "Word Scroll", Ning Yi's strength has made a great breakthrough, but unfortunately, since he woke up, the opponents he has encountered have always been the top geniuses of the demon clan, and with the improvement of his strength, the battles he encountered have become more and more difficult.

If it was not the Eastern Emperor who defeated Luo Changsheng in Baozhu Mountain standing in front of him today...... It's the other two famous geniuses of the demon clan.

Jiang Lin or Bai Rulai.

Then there will be no suspense about the outcome of this battle...... And the process will also be extremely crisp and neat.

It's a long road.

The strength of a practitioner is often related to the mountains and rivers he has traveled and the avenue of enlightenment...... For example, Xu Zang, walking between life and death, and when he handed out the sword that must be killed, he was invincible in the world.

And no one, like Ning Yi, rose between the micro ends of Xiling.

After dying, he was able to reopen his eyes.

In life and death, there is great creation.

With a bang, the gold and iron collided, the eyes of the double-knife general became gloomy, he stared at the Eastern Emperor, and the two long knives were slashed out one after another, and the momentum sank vigorously, smashing the Eastern Emperor back one after another, but he couldn't break through the "Source Evil Physique", and the gold and iron sparks stabbed and stabbed and flew by.

On lethality.

He was inferior to the two beings in the distance.

The feminine general, who stretched out his bow and arrows, aimed at the target again...... And this time, it was not Donghuang who was "lucky", but Ning Yi.

In Ning Yi's heart, there was a "buzz".

Divine Warning.

He jerked up the fine snow and parried it in front of him, his other arm against the sword, and his whole face was hideous, like a lion roaring.

A long ray of light flashed between heaven and earth.

In the next moment, the arrow slammed into the blade of the fine snow!

The piercing power of the distorted void made the "frost steel" tremble, rippling layers of ripples, almost melting-

In front of Ning Yi's eyes, it was silvery white, and he glimpsed that at the highest point of that small hill, a big red python robe fluttered, and the "Ancient King of the Northern Realm" who had never spoken or moved from beginning to end seemed to have a move at this moment, and the mighty arrow qi drowned Ning Yi's sight, and even the perception of divine thoughts was swallowed in the crazy and wanton tide.

The python-robed ancient king raised a hand and placed it on top of the sword box.

Ning Yi closed his eyes and took a short but long breath.

Half probability.

Either yourself......

Either the Eastern Emperor......

It's a gamble, and it's a gamble.

In the Ning Yi Divine Pool, the "Lionheart King Crystal" was constantly trembling and roaring, wanting to break free from the bearing of the "White Bone Plain" and break away.

The "Divine Pool" of the sword wielder is the only place where the divinity of outsiders can be accommodated.

If you break away from ...... Then, it will be in vain.

This may not be a "gamble".

At the moment when Ning Yi closed his eyes.

Raising his finger, the ancient king of the northern realm, who was about to put it on the sword box, frowned slightly, and looked in the direction of Ning Yi, he hesitated for a moment, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant, but he did not run in the direction of Ning Yi.

A heavy sword box, with the python-robed man's hand movement, suddenly flew off the ground, the next moment, it was like a heavy hammer, the sword box hit the East Emperor's chest hard, was possessed by the "source of evil" Dong Huang, without the power to resist, was smashed upside down by this sword box flew out, the two of them one after the other, chiseled through the iron horse, hit the rock wall of the hill.

The Eastern Emperor stared at the python robe, looking at the pale, bloodless cheeks, frivolous eyebrows, and thin lips.

His expression was confused and confused.

A feeling of great familiarity...... Welling up in my heart.

But the shattered memories interrupted his thinking again.

......

......

The arrow qi dissipated on the blade of the fine snow sword, Ning Yi flipped his wrist, shook away all the remaining strength, retracted the fine snow back into the scabbard, and then began to run, the feminine general still took the bow, but after looking at the python-robed man, his expression hesitated, and he paused for a moment.

It was such a moment.

Ning Yi stepped on the billowing smoke and dust, like an eagle falcon, which had swept near the ancient coffin, he raised his hands and played "a thousand hands", and the phantom of the arm in the sky appeared in front of the feminine general, the general who was good at using the bow and crossbow, fighting in close quarters, was far inferior to the double sword general, and with Ning Yi's current strength...... As long as the unknown python-robed king of the northern realm does not make a move, even if he is one against two, facing the other two generals, he will not fall behind.

"Offended. ”

He spoke softly, deceived and entered, and the wind in the sky dismantled the bow and crossbow, and at the same time, Ning Yi's palm was "lightly" imprinted on the chest of the feminine general, the palm of his hand was exerted, and the roar of the lion sounded in the back of his head, and the feminine general flew out in response, and his body was thrown backwards-

At this moment, the voices of thousands of troops seemed to be silenced.

In front of Ning Yi, there was only one thing.

The ancient coffin.

The Eastern Emperor was suppressed by the ancient king of the northern realm, and the man in the python robe couldn't turn back.

The feminine general, who stretched out his bow and arrows, was knocked away.

The twin blades are still on their way.

The reason for this scene is five points of planning and five points of luck...... But in any case, at this moment, there is only one person left in front of this coffin.

Ning Yi.

"Give me !!"

The crystallization of the divinity of the Lionheart King has never been so cooperative, the majestic torrent of divinity flowed between Ning Yi's arms, Ning Yi roared hoarsely, raised the ancient coffin with both hands, the coffin that had been sealed and slept for an unknown number of years, emitted a heavy "roar", the talisman burned and shattered, the momentum of the snow spout was even greater, and the shouts of countless iron riders sounded at this moment.

"Click".

The coffin of the ancient coffin was completely lifted by Ning Yi, and the broken coffin lid was instantly scattered in the wind.

Ning Yi stood on the top of the hill.

Ning Yi lowered his arms, his expression gradually changed from hideous to confused, and then to thoughtful...... He looked at a huge ancient coffin, which was empty and empty, except for one "thing".

Ning Yi bent down and gently picked it up.

That's a ...... Lion mask.

He put it on his face, covering the upper half of his cheeks, he closed his eyes, the bitter cold wind rolled in, choking on his breath, and his mind was a whole vast grassland.

The source is tumbling.

Thousands of living beings, all struggling in the darkness, raised their heads at this moment.

In the direction of the snowspout, in the heart of the sky, there seems to be a ray of light.

They sensed a familiar aura.

That one...... The one who once brought peace and stability to the grasslands.

......

......

The moment the ancient coffin was uncovered.

The Twin Blade General stopped running, and looked at the young man standing on the top of the mountain in a daze, from Ning Yi's body, the power of the Lionheart King's crystal continued to flow, and this divinity converged on the mask.

The feminine general, who fell to the ground, propped his arms up, looked confused, showed a meaningful wry smile, and raised his head to look at the dome, as if relieved.

Their figures all became distorted, gradually ethereal, and bursts of smoke appeared.

The talisman of this ancient coffin blocked their "vitality" and also gave this snowspout an ethereal vitality, and no one knew when this snowspout would appear...... Maybe it will be a decade, maybe a hundred years, and when Ning Yi stepped on the grassland, the divine crystallization of the Lionheart King hooked the long line of "cause and effect".

So there was the first encounter, the second encounter...... And this time.

All encounters in the world are reunions after a long absence.

It's like ...... Light and darkness.

Or, Ulle and the Eastern Emperor.

The black-robed man who was mortgaged by the sword box on the stone wall seemed to have thought of something...... The man he regarded as his old enemy, the man who had always worn the lion mask, even in the final battle, did not see his true face.

But he won't forget those eyes.

The eyes that burned with blazing fire and never wavered.

"Urle ......"

His voice was hoarse and bloodshot, but a crisp voice rang in his ears.

"My name is Ning Yi. ”

The shadow in front of me slowly faded.

The Eastern Emperor watched in amazement as the python-robed figure vanished, and together with the sword box that was against him, it flew and dissipated together.

Inside the snowspout, countless black smoke billowed and a ray of sky light fell, enveloping itself...... There was another figure.

Ning Yi stood in front of him.

It's like a dream.

The past is gone.

Ning Yi was wearing the mask of King Lionheart, and at this moment, he heard the breath of all creatures on the grassland, and also saw the picture from two thousand years ago.

Ulle found the "weakness" of the Eastern Emperor and killed him.

He calmly looked at the black-robed man in front of him, the source of the scare rolled, and after putting on the lionheart mask, the Eastern Emperor was covered in a full pitch black...... And only in the depths of the eyebrows, an extremely narrow "point", where there is a fragment of light.

Someone left a sword here.

This is a sword that can kill the Eastern Emperor...... In the end, he didn't exert his full strength.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, looking a little lonely.

Be...... Luo Changsheng?

He didn't know what was going on in Baozhu Mountain, the Eastern Emperor was indeed an extremely powerful opponent, far surpassing demon geniuses like Jiang Lin and Bai Rulai...... But judging from the traces left by this sword, Luo Changsheng should not be defeated.

He has found the "dead hole".

Ning Yi took a deep breath.

He looked at the Eastern Emperor and said calmly: "Everything ends here." ”

Clenched the hilt of the sword sharply.

Draw your sword and unsheath it.

A slender sword light cut through the darkness.

Then put the sword into its sheath.

Someone let out a long breath.

The source shattered, collapsing uncontrollably.

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