The huge momentum began to emanate from Yunxiao's body, and his body was like an immortal king, and the space of the mortal world could not become a constraint for him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He seems to be from another dimension, very weird, even Yunxiao can't understand his own situation, every time the nameless Xuan Gong is used to the extreme, he will feel like this.

Buzz!

Seven heavenly long swords, slowly crushing the void, as if the heavens and the earth were tilted, the terrifying coercion was enough to crush any monk below the spirit realm, and the heavens and the earth whined, emitting a terrifying tearing sound.

It was like the arrival of the seven last emperors, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains were stained with blood, and the earth was shattered and bleeding.

Seven Emperor Swords are making the final slash.

Boom!

Seven swords collided, the void exploded from there, and the terrifying destructive power swept above Yunxiao's head, trying to slash Yunxiao in the riot space.

Boom!

Yunxiao's eyes opened suddenly, his eyes were cold, and his long blood-stained hair was raging, like an unyielding god of war, standing upright on the spot.

Boom!

He swung his fist and formed a quaint fist print, which was the most common meridian seal, one yin and one yang, yin and yang were born together, a faint yin and yang diagram swam from the void, rotating rapidly, devouring the terrifying destructive power;

Boom!

Yin and Yang burst, Dao Tu collapsed, and the terrifying sword of the king was approaching.

Yunxiao vomited blood, just now he was hit hard again, after all, the time is too short, he has not been completely healed, there are secret wounds inside, even if Chong Xuqi is such a god-defying medicine can not be completely cured, it is left by the strange Yin Death Beast, a little anger derived from the death of the extreme, too terrifying, Yunxiao is like a patient who is not replenished, can not absorb, causing dark injuries, but if Yunxiao can absorb it, it will be a great creation.

Poof!

Yunxiao spurted blood again, but his eyes became more and more cold-!

Haha! Boy, let me fall here, rest assured that your things will be used well, especially the girl in purple, this seat will definitely take good care of him-Tiankui laughed, and no one could come out of the sword formation of the crape myrtle holy land alive, he was very confident, thinking that this time the clouds would die.

Noise-!

The clouds roared, and the big tripod above his head rose and fell, forming a black hole to swallow all directions, as if a terrifying existence was about to recover, very terrifying.

Ahh

Yunxiao raised his head and roared, his hands flew over, and a fist mark was formed, as soon as this seal came out, the whole space suddenly became foggy, and a reckless and vast ancient breath suddenly came, that is the beginning of all things, the era of the first performance of spiritual wisdom, the breath of desolation came, although a trace, but it can crush the eternals, is the breath of the ancestors of heaven and earth.

Boom!

Space riot, desolate air descended, the sky is like a great god in the desolation, his hands are sealed, as if to open up the desolation, lead the ignorance, and give birth to wisdom.

- Humane recklessness - a loud roar, as if a roar from time spanned, a terrifying figure rushed out of the body of the clouds, his voice was blurred, not real, but the strange thing is that everyone can only see his back, he is facing away from the people, lonely and lonely, his hands are the same as the clouds.

With a loud roar, his hands were raised sharply and pushed out overhead!

Boom!

As soon as the fist mark came out, the surrounding desolate qi erupted violently, and a little spark suddenly appeared, without temperature, but with a civilized atmosphere-!

Boom!

As soon as the flame came out, it immediately burned, and the entire fist mark turned into a fist-sized fire mark;

The fire seal is like a meteor, everything in its path becomes nothing, and what is even more terrifying is that time seems to stand still - everything seems to be dominated by the fire seal.

The space exploded, and the seven king's long swords trembled like a cat and mouse, and the purple sword qi became more and more dim, and finally exploded into a pile of fragments by the fire seal.

Seven people were injured, the formation could no longer be completed, and the Ziwei sword formation was broken.

The clouds are like tigers out of a cage, screaming everywhere they go, and the heads of people are big, and their eyes are full of fear!

There is also a murmur of clouds floating in the void: death is actually the best destination, living in the future is the greatest pain, I hope that there will be reincarnation in the future, and it will be a perfect world.