We have lost too many things over the ages, and there are too many inferior roots that have been manifested and become habitual, and now who really dares to give their backs to a person, be careful everywhere, be vigilant everywhere, this has become a habit;

Too many things have been buried in the past, even if they are-!

Some whispered, but nothing was gained. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Buzz!

The void shattered, and the Nine Dragons disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared. Ten chaotic ancient divine weapons pierced through the void and tore apart, and the power of the extreme path disappeared cleanly, thousands of people became the souls of the dead here, and tens of thousands of blood spattered here;

I don't dare---someone yelled, my brother died tragically and killed each other, and in the end it was actually this result, how could I be willing.

It's all if you don't have you -- how can our things fly away, some people shouted, those are the people of several holy places, they are the leaders of this holy land, they are all the core disciples of the Zhou character generation, and they have already broken through the spiritual realm with a body of Xuangong, and there is a little immortal true spirit in their chests, and they can destroy Dayue with their hands, especially on weekdays, they are high up, and they can tolerate their own failures.

Kill him, such an ant-like thing, dare to sabotage our great plan - one person shouted, this person is seven feet tall, his face is like a crown of jade, his eyes are long, he exudes a gloom, and his long red hair is flying wantonly; this person carries a divine sword behind his back; this person is Sang Tian Liang, the core disciple of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, but there is a saying that he has lost his conscience, and it is said that this person is extremely vicious in his heart and extremely cruel in his methods.

Kill!

Sang Tian Liang roared, and the divine sword behind him was monstrous, blooming with monstrous light, like a small star, and the terrifying divine light was overwhelming three thousand.

Whew!

The sword is unsheathed, the sword is four feet long and no more than four inches wide, like a bowl of green rainbows.

Whew!

He drew his sword, and it was as fast as it could be;

The void of this sword was cut in half, and the void was completely cut open by a sword, and one ten-thousandth of an instant arrived in front of the clouds.

Boom!

Excalibur erupted, vowing to pierce the throat with a sword.

Death---Ant-like things don't deserve to live in the world--Sang Tian Liang roared, his face hideous.

Die!

If you want me to die, then you don't need to live, there may be many people alive, but you are destined to see no tomorrow, maybe death is the best ending, life will be infinite pain, Yunxiao's eyes are like ice, and his tone is like ice slag blown out of hell.

Kill!

He yelled, withdrew the stone stick, his right hand like a ding, his left hand like a bell-!

With a loud shout, Yunxiao made a move with all his might, and the Sang Tian Liang in front of him brought tremendous pressure to Yunxiao; that was the essential difference between life, and mortal and spiritual were not the same level.

What's more, Yunxiao is just a mortal on the eleventh layer of the Mortal Realm, although it is extremely special, it is still a mortal after all.

The vicissitudes of humanity -- the clouds are shouting, a fist is like a bell, swallowing all directions, the bell is melodious, just like the cry of ancient humanity, a punch is like a tripod, three legs are open to the ground and two ears support the sky, and the middle is round to interpret chaos;

At this moment, he is like an ancient humane saint king, with the spirit of the human race on his backbone and the splendor of humanity on his shoulders.

Kill! A loud shout, like tens of billions of human races shouting together, its power makes the sun and moon dull, the big stars shift, and the sky is dark.

Boom!

A type of vicissitudes of humanity, Yunxia suddenly had an epiphany, that is, the fire of wisdom was suddenly ignited; humanity is destined to be lonely and sad, because people have seven lovers and six desires, as well as the bottom line of being a man, the restraint of morality, he is not like the immortal to go to the seven emotions to destroy the six desires, chase the free and arbitrary, nor like the devil is free and free, reckless; this is that people are always different from others, people can become immortals and become demons, but immortals and demons cannot become people; people are destined to endure what they can't bear in the end, and they are destined to be desolate for eternity, with their backs to Cangshan.

The nameless Xuan Gong in Yunxiao's body violently rioted, and the complex heavenly marks suddenly began to extend, and every tiniest cell was communicated, and the spiral-shaped poles suddenly began to rotate, open and reorganize, and then close again, and a bell rang and roared in Yunxiao's body.

Boom!

Stop him, he's going to break through and someone yells.

Poof!

Yunxiao was covered in blood, it was his own, boom! There was a thunder in his body, he broke through, broke the stagnation in his body, and presented a new world in front of him.