Chapter 2123

The eight colors of divine light shine on the heaven and the earth, dye the clouds into color, and the Holy Light rolls down. Even the practitioners of tiantuo Dynasty can feel the inviolability of divine power. Looking at the colorful clouds of divine light one by one, it can be said that it is shocking. They are secretly surprised that there is another strong man against heaven between the heaven and the earth.

Everyone wondered who could give out such a strong divine light. The power of the divine light was enough to crush the ancient mirror.

Brahma closed his eyes slowly. He didn't want to think about it. He already knew that Aragorn had successfully promoted to nine stars and stepped into the altar. His divine power showed the domineering power of the world, and the supreme power also showed no doubt. He won the emperor's light and successfully promoted to nine stars.

When Aragorn was promoted to nine stars, Vatican was more concerned about the sharp sword of the sky and the bloody blade of the world. When the two swords collided, there was no splash. Everything was calm.

One blue and one red, two knives flash away!

But at that moment, the whole world was in a static state, and the space was frozen, as if it were a dead space. All the practitioners seemed to be fixed, motionless, with different expressions. There were all kinds of strange things. The spirit was sealed, the brain crashed, and they lost all their senses to the outside world!

Only Brahma can clearly see the flash of the knife light, and the positive space makes a clear sound, like broken glass. All the original images are like broken images. After being broken, there is a dark and cold space, and only endless cold air strikes. His heart trembled and he looked at the chaos God of the eighth heaven. He was holding the sky knife and cutting it on the shoulder of the night hedoromaya. The blade of the sword cut off the shoulder blade and stuck it on the shoulder of the night hedoromaya.

However, what shocked Brahma was that the blood blade of night hedoromaya didn't cut to the eighth God of chaos. Instead, the blood blade flew away, cutting off the head of a dark shadow behind the God of chaos and turning it into a thick black smoke.

What's going on?

Why is it so ridiculous that many evil people dare to rescue him? At the expense of his own life, but to save him as the enemy of chaos God?

The chaos God of the eighth heaven was also stunned. He looked at hedoromaya in the night. His face was pale, but his iron face was still handsome, his iron bone was clanking, and his fighting spirit was rising. The sky knife cut off his shoulder blade, and did not make him show any pain, even though his forehead had exuded cold sweat!

In the night, hedoromoye still pursed his lips and showed a smile. His purple eyes fixed on the eighth chaos God, with a look of contempt, and said: "the years of deep sleep are too long, so you lose your alertness. Some ghosts want to attack you, but you don't find it. It seems that you have begun to decline!"

"Why are you doing this?" The hand of chaos God holding Tiandao is bulging, and he looks at ye hedoromoye with a suspicious look. He can't believe that such an evil guy, cunning as a fox, can save his life at the critical moment of life and death. He even suspects that ye hedoromoye has another intention to do it on purpose!

In the night, hedoromoye sneered and looked scornfully at the sky sword on his shoulder. He reached out to hold the back of the sky sword and pulled it out from his shoulder blade. Purple blood spattered. He raised his hand to grasp it in the air, and the blood blade flew back from the distant air. This blood blade has long been integrated with him and become an indispensable part of his body.

The night hedoromoye, holding the blood blade, gently stroked the blood blade and sighed: "three generations are arrogant and laughing at the blue sky, nine times are flying high in the sky, the sky is full of chaos, and the blood blade falls down and cuts off the owl's head. It's not enough to say whether it is successful or not. It's another autumn of life and death. Sprinkle all the mixed blood and fight against the sky again!"

At night, hedoro moye sighs with sadness and loneliness. The hero is dying, full of bleak air, as if he had gone to a stranger. He is filled with emotion. His three lives and three lives are finally dust, as if he is not willing to give up, but also has a trace of concern! He touched the blood blade with his fingers. The blood blade trembled slightly and made a sharp golden sound. It seemed that he was swearing to his master that life and death would go hand in hand without any regrets.

This scene makes people feel sad, sad and sad. Even Brahma almost lost his firm heart of Tao. He was upset by the scene of the hero's end in the night. I really want to persuade him to leave as soon as possible. It's better to live than die. It won't take long to wake up from the power of confinement when there are not many people on the scene. Now There's still time to get out of here!

Brahma understood that he really wanted to block the sword for him, but he found that After killing the attacker, he was still unwilling to show his weakness. After sneering, he suddenly felt a sense of war and wanted to fight again in the sky.

The blood blade is burning purple and black fire, just like the essence of blood. In a word, ordinary practitioners dare not look directly at the dazzling blade, for fear of blinding their eyes! Originally, hedoromaya's character was a trifle. Instead of lying down again, he was full of fighting spirit and raised his blood blade to shoot at chaos.

Who is the first sword in the world?

The God of chaos looks at the night hero who rushes towards him. His brows are locked, and he has a thumbs up in his heart. Others may not know the glory of night hero when he was young, but he is as clear as a mirror in his heart. The previous one didn't pay attention and almost got hit. Fortunately, night hero, though he has seen through night hero, is no longer as brave as he used to be , but ye also secretly admire, according to the heart to stir up the thumb, praise!Chaos God is in the dark space all over the sky. He once again raises the sky knife and rushes to the night hedoroye. The moment when the blade collides! Everything seems to be destined, from the beginning to now, no matter how arrogant and arrogant he is, he should burn all his soul power and fight against heaven again!

The great God of chaos raised his sword to fight against evil spirits. This huge battle was very fierce. However, Brahma, who was lying in the void, looked at it and marveled. He thought that his close combat and weapon war had reached an unprecedented height. He could see them fighting. He was convinced!

There are thousands of changes in the technique of the sword. When it's fierce, it's like a tiger going down the mountain. When it's light and nimble, it's like a magpie jumping on the head of a willow branch. He's dazzled to see it. When he enters the play too quickly, he forgets to cut the eighth sword. He's been sitting in the air, lighting a cigarette and watching martial arts movies. It's really a pleasant day Who can compare!

When Brahma was obsessed with it, he heard a voice in his ear and said, "smelly boy, please listen to my ancestors. I'll finally show you the fighting skills of the blood blade. How much you can master depends on your nature!"

Vatican took a deep breath of cold air, and finally sucked the cigarette end into his throat, "cough..." After coughing for a long time, I looked at the night hedoromaya! Who dares not listen to the words of his ancestors, especially the other ancestors, yehudoromoye, is an earth shaking villain. Although he is not the protagonist, his descendants must be male masters in this generation. He can't be wrong!