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Lightwalker!

On the starry sky ancient battle platform, a little bit of platinum glass-like, but the restrained blood dripped down, many human race masters clenched their fists, looking at the coarse cloth white robe stained with blood, but standing tall, at this moment, almost no one went back to the source, whether it was a lock in the sky or not is no longer important, the important thing is whether this young clan can survive.

"Stubborn!"

"Fate grinds and crushes fate, and the turn of time is irretrievable. ”

"What about the taboo of sealing the town, in this world, no one has been able to seal the town for a long time. ”

Many masters of the Seven Clans sneered, feeling comfortable, they were extremely depressed before, but now they have finally saved some face, under the fate grinding plate of the middle-aged master of the Demon Clan, the young Locking Heaven Descendant has almost no power to fight back, whether it is a time taboo or a sealing taboo, they lack time and months to boil, and they can't stop the grinding disc built by tens of millions of fate runes.

Bell!

The sword light shattered again and again, and collapsed in the extreme splendor, and Su Qinian's whole body was gradually covered with cracks, like porcelain.

It's not that the Time Sword Domain is not strong enough, but the fate mill is too shocking, this kind of opportunity is only once when the law god chain is concluded, and the law is a success, even if the Dao enlightenment deepens in the future, it is impossible to build it again.

"Enough!" "Recognize ......"

Finally, the human terran master couldn't help but speak, but halfway through the words, he stopped again, the meaning of this battle was too heavy, and even at this moment, it was difficult to make up his mind if he wanted them to give up.

Eleven knives, twelve knives, thirteen knives...... Forty-seven dollars! Forty-eight dollars!

The Time Knife Domain shattered again and again, and the middle-aged patience of the demon clan also wore off to the end, and his depressed gaze immediately became sharp, his long blue and black hair was excited, and for the first time there was coldness in his eyes, and he shouted: "Look for death!"

Thundered!

The millstone of fate turned, and tens of thousands of runes shone brightly, this is a kind of killing that goes straight to fate, which is enough to crush everything, but after a blink of an eye, the middle-aged demon clan was stunned.

In the forty-ninth knife, Su Qiannian built the time knife domain, but at the moment when the fate mill was coming, he converged all the sword light, and let the fate mill add to his body, in the dark, the bright heart burned, illuminating the nothingness, the light reflected the years, and spied on the trajectory of fate.

Bang!

The glass-like bones and blood were splashed, and on the ancient battle platform of the starry sky, it was like a brilliant meteor shower, and it was like a bright divine flower blooming.

"Little junior brother!"

He Laosan shouted violently, and the supreme qi machine rushed to the bullfight, this scene caught him off guard, needless to say that under the starry sky, most of the hundreds of thousands of Terran masters stared, what did they just see, the young Locking Heaven Descendant was crushed by the millstone of fate, the whole person was blown apart, and the flesh and blood were flying.

"...... Shattered ......"

"How can you defeat the two taboos of holding the time, sealing the town, light, and the two powerful ways of the sword?"

"The destiny of heaven is not in our clan, pity all of you of the same clan, and it will be difficult to return to your hometown. ”

Immediately afterwards, there was a noise under the starry sky, many human race masters gritted their teeth, unwilling to accept this kind of ending, the young Locking Heaven Descendant was defeated, paid the price of his life, and after all, he failed to stop the demon clan master of the life-breaking master, and was crushed into pieces by the rare fate mill under the starry sky, and it ended gloomily.

"It's a pity. ”

The Five Dragon Kings of the Ao Family in the South China Sea shook their heads lightly, their faces were expressionless, in their opinion, even if it was a battle holy body, it could not be reborn with blood after all, unless it was a supreme powerhouse, the will was imprinted on the body, engraved with the starry sky, the will was immortal, and the blood was reborn without leisure, under the supreme strong, it may not be difficult to be reborn with a broken limb, but it is impossible to reappear in the world if it is broken into pieces.

"Young and frivolous. ”

The Divine Yang Sect Master said lightly and gave such an evaluation.

"Damn it!"

He Laosan was angry, but Qi Qing held his shoulder with one hand, the war king looked at him coldly, He Laosan raised his eyebrows, and was about to have a seizure, but then he seemed to think of something, he twisted his eyebrows, his eyes turned, and fell back to the starry sky ancient battle platform.

He's dead?

On the battle platform, the six people of Qingluo were stunned, and then they took a deep breath, and were finally killed, if the seven people were defeated, it would be a great shame, the young people of the Heavenly Lock brought them great pressure, and soon, the eyes of the six people fell on the middle-aged man of the demon clan, and a thick color of jealousy appeared in the depths of his pupils.

Endure loneliness, withstand the polishing of the years, endure the eyes of the world, open the heavens, there are a few people who can have such great perseverance and courage, tomorrow morning can condense the law of the divine chain, impact the reincarnation holy realm, but to suppress it, painstakingly lonely, just to accumulate a deep enough heritage, fate grinding plate into a one, this person does not seem to be completely satisfied, has not completely condensed it, obviously to this step, he still has huge ambitions, this kind of person, is really palpitating.

Dressed in a gray robe, his temperament is depressed, and his eyes are even more chaotic, but at this moment, no one dares to underestimate this middle-aged demon clan who looks decadent, that is, some great saints, at this time, his eyes flickered, and he also showed a strong color of jealousy, because if he was to change places, he would not end up better than the young heir of the heavens.

Wait a minute!

Qing Luo frowned, he always felt that the middle-aged demon clan was a little strange, and couldn't help but follow his gaze, on the ancient battle platform, there were a little bit of crystal like glass Terran battle blood, and there were crystal bones like platinum, but they were all bright and restrained, these all belonged to the light walker Su Qinian, but no matter how you look at it, these blood and bones do not seem to have lost their vitality, but have a vigorous vitality, not only does not show the slightest sign of weakness, but also intensifies.

"That's not right!"

Although it is difficult for the will and spirit to penetrate into the starry sky battle platform, there are still supreme powerhouses who noticed the abnormality for the first time, although the young Locking Heaven Heir has experienced a hard battle, but it still fell too simply, the blood and bones on the ancient battle platform, even if the brilliance is restrained, there is no dim tendency, and even as time passes, it gradually gives birth to a slight tremor.

Airplanes!

Just as the tenth breath was crushed by the millstone of fate, on the Starry Sky Ancient Battle Platform, a faint sword groan sounded.

The sound of this knife groan was not high at first, and soon there was a momentum of piercing the golden cracking stone, and the starry sky was clearly audible for 100,000 miles, and at this moment, many masters of the eight clans, where did they not know that something had changed, especially many masters of the human race, it was a spiritual shock, as long as it could be recovered, it was worth experiencing more twists and turns, for fear of losing hope and not seeing a little light.

Don't......

Even many of the supreme powerhouses of the Eight Clans can't help frowning, some unexpectedly, under the crushing of the mill of fate, can they still survive? I saw it very clearly before, the young Locking Heaven Descendant is already amazing enough at this age, but it still can't be compared with the middle-aged demon clan of the life-breaking master, the fate mill crushes everything, and it is not a supreme powerhouse, is it possible that it can be reborn with blood?

But then, many supreme powerhouses were condensed, and even moved, because on the Starry Sky Ancient Battle Platform, the shattered blood and bones rose with the sound of the knife, as if they were pulled by an invisible gravitational force, and suddenly burst out with a dazzling brilliance.

This light is too dazzling, like countless small suns suddenly rising, shining in the starry sky for millions of miles, especially on the starry sky battle platform, the young Protoss supreme powerhouse snorted, this light made him very uncomfortable, and his spiritual will gave birth to a burning feeling, it is hard to imagine that as a Protoss, he would actually be burned by the light, which is really a bit ironic.

Boom!

However, in an instant, the countless small suns formed by blood and ossification suddenly merged into one and became a round of glazed gods, and the platinum saint was still dazzling, and there was a sonorous sword, which was a sharp aura that Qingluo and several people were very familiar with, but it seemed to be a little different from before.

Burst!

The young Protoss master finally couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a reverse blood, and the whole person staggered backwards, never imagined that there would be such a day, under the light of the divine sun, he was ashamed of himself, like a dark race exposed to the sun, for the first time, he had a sense of disgust for light, and he longed to find a hole in the ground to avoid the fire that almost ignited his spiritual will.

Compared with Su Qinian, the young Protoss master felt as if the other party had become a Protoss, and he had become a dark race that was afraid of light, afraid of being exposed to the light.

It didn't make the masters of the clans under the starry sky wait too long, and soon, the divine sun was gone, revealing an ancient and unpretentious long knife, the glazed brilliance was restrained, the blade was like white gold, and there was a sense of stone antiquity.

"Turned into a knife!"

He Laosan groaned, his eyes were slightly bright, and he seemed to understand something, but he quickly frowned again, incarnating into a knife is a kind of flesh and blood reorganization change, and it needs to be deeply enough for the Dao of the Dao, but only with this kind of knife realm, I am afraid that it is not enough to resist the grinding plate of fate, and it is not realistic to reunite with this flesh and blood and die against death.

"Dying throes. ”

The next moment, the middle-aged man of the demon clan opened his mouth and said lightly, at the same time, his hands wrapped around nothingness, and the ancient fate mill reappeared, and the breath of the ancient majesty overflowed, crushing towards the long knife that reappeared.

Recite!

The long knife is clumsy, gently moving three feet in mid-air, avoiding the millstone of fate without allowing a hair.

What the!

At this moment, not only the six Qingluo people on the battle platform, but also the middle-aged self of the demon clan, were also suddenly moved, and their cloudy eyes dispersed, revealing a terrifying divine light.

"Your Destiny Trajectory ......"

Soon, the middle-aged demon clan changed color slightly, what did he find, that belonged to the young heir of the lock sky, the originally extremely clear fate trajectory, at this time it was dim and blurred, almost disappeared, this is why his fate mill will fall short, the fate trajectory is difficult to capture, how can it be a good example, at least with his current understanding of fate, he can't get rid of the fog in front of him, this kind of change, in the middle-aged memory of the demon clan, has only been seen in some of the top saints who are about to be promoted, that is the fate trajectory gradually jumped out of the long river of fate, and the sign that the fate star will be condensed。 (Genuine subscription is the biggest support for Ten Steps!)