Chapter 69

The sword is inserted into the ground.

Fang Xuan put his hands on the hilt of the sword.

Boom!!!

The boundless wind blows, and the female figure becomes larger.

This time, her figure changed, she disappeared, and the infinite magic light flickered all over every inch of the world, as if the gods and demons were coming.

A vast figure appeared.

He is immeasurably tall, hazy, indomitable, in line with the sky, in white clothes, with the devil's shadow and ghost body around him, and the devil cloud is floating.

Hair flying objects cover the brilliance of the sun, moon and stars. There are big stars around their shoulders, emitting the vicissitudes of the ages, as if they were demons from the furthest past.

There was a magic sword in front of him, which was inserted on the earth, and his hands were on the handle.

"Have we returned to the earliest times..."

The seer trembles like chaff.

The troops in the distance stopped, the ancient animals trembled, and the generals were frightened. Another big man, who can create legends and myths, was born?!

"One eye looks at the sea, and one pair of ears listen to heaven and earth. I know people's heart is poisonous, and I know ghosts and terror."

Haoying in white holds the sword and looks up to the world. There is a majestic sound. He is not talking, but the sky is talking.

Without his words, heaven and earth speak for him and be his messenger.

Boundless Lun Yin.

Its eyes are deep, overlooking the three thousand boundaries of the heavens.

The crushed palm broke and took it back.

The two are so far away.

At the moment when these two boundless figures appeared.

In the sky outside the imperial capital of the Qin Dynasty, there were gods and demons. They suddenly turned around and looked at the location of Tianqiao city on the border of the Qin Dynasty.

His eyes saw through hundreds of millions of miles and fell directly on the world outside the border.

"How did he do it? Who's the other man?"

"Unknown characters, demonizing the vicissitudes of life, are left over from which era."

"It's not this world. I feel his ancient and palpitating."

They are opening their mouth. Every word is mixed with divine sound, and their mouth is full of divine awn. It is extremely terrible, like the discussion of the gods.

On the other side, the forbidden area of the Imperial Palace also had eyes, tearing open the void and splitting the sky.

"That's..."

A low murmur sounded from the forbidden area and wound around it.

The border between Feixian God Dynasty and Daqin Dynasty is as bright as day, and there is no feeling of the arrival of night.

The two figures are shining, lighting up the world and thousands of miles.

They are different.

One person is like an immortal God, bright and dazzling, and one person is like a God and devil. The vicissitudes of life are ancient. What lights up is not the current world, but ancient and modern.

Fang Xuan held with the big man without action. He was like two immortal mountains with Taoist light and divine sound.

"Dryland female? Who are you?"

The flying immortal made a frightening sound to the big man. It swept thousands of miles. No living creature dared to move under his voice.

This moment.

The Feixian Dynasty and the great Qin Dynasty all had terrible eyes. The movement here shocked countless strong people, famous people and old monsters. Not only them, but also other sacred dynasties and zongmen holy places.

"The inside story of the flying immortal Dynasty exists."

There was a god patriarch standing in the temple, looking into the distance and looking dignified.

There are also celebrities who can't sit still and look surprised.

"When the two mythical figures were born, did the Qin Dynasty go to war completely?"

Countless Taoist ideas span thousands of miles and are known by betting.

After seeing Fang Xuan's shadow, he was frightened.

Who is this?

The evil spirit and evil power are towering. The vicissitudes of ancient times are the recovery of the ancients?

The great man of the flying immortal Dynasty looked at Fang Xuan.

This is the power of a woman. It also has another breath. He was surprised and shocked. How can a young man have such power? It is beyond common sense and does not allow rules.

"Who are you?"

His voice is swinging and spreading.

Before Fang Xuan made a sound, he spoke again.

"The holder of the dryland sword, you don't belong to the Qin Dynasty, and you have no grudges with me, do you?"

"Good."

Fang Xuan's figure is more and more terrible. It is huge and tall, covering hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers.

Its voice is plain, as always relaxed, the sky does not collapse, and the earth is not surprised.

"I'll kill ten people. I'll wipe it out. As long as you go, I won't interfere in the affairs of Daqin."

The big man opened his mouth, and the content of his words seemed to be compromising, but everyone could hear that it was not the case. He spoke lightly and talked more like someone else's business.

All sentient beings have heard that their hair and bones are cold.

"What if I don't."

Light laughter sounded, and the listener trembled.

They are afraid. This sentence kills the content and is likely to fight. This is the root of their fear. It is common for such characters to fight, mountains and rivers to break, stars to fall and void to break.

As soon as this sound came out, the big man's eyes burst into fine light, like two suns hanging.

"Don't you think you can compete with me by the strength of the drought."

"Try and you'll know."

Fang Xuan was still in that voice, light and elegant.

Boom!

Suddenly, the sky and the earth trembled, as if heaven and earth were going to be destroyed.

Buzzing

In the sky, the stars are dim and fall suddenly. The big people are angry and lead the stars to fall. In thousands of miles of the earth, the river rises sharply, the trees are rustling and dead.

Fang Xuan didn't move. He just stood.

An invisible force is colliding. This is the battle between potential and myth. The war has begun, even if they have no movement.

A thought between the earth and the sky, a thought between the sea and the rocks.

This is the existence of creatures that can create myths and legends. Their actions are engraved in historical records and ancient writings.

In the depression, they finally moved.

One of Fang Xuan's hands was no longer holding the handle of the sword. He slowly raised it and printed in the distance. His hands were vast, as if 100000 stars were falling.

Big people on the other side also raised their hands.

It is completely different from the last shot. It has huge mana and resonates with heaven and earth. It has his Qi and blood, his will and the law of Tao.

It's horrible.

Monks and generals all feel the end of the world and panic.

Two big hands collided.

A void crack appeared between the two hands. The Tao pattern appeared as if it didn't want money. The mana aura was thin and formed a vast ocean.

The heaven and earth under the palm turned into the sea and Reiki swamp.

When they raised their hands, they changed the world and shocked the world.

For a moment.

Both are retracted.

Many people didn't understand that there was no fight after this time, and some people understood the matter. In this way, the victory and defeat can be confirmed between the characters.

Who won, who won?!

Soon they knew the result.

Great sound.

"People who go the wrong way, wrong way, wrong person, everything is wrong."

This is Fang Xuan talking, smiling quietly, looking up at heaven and earth, as if laughing.

Feixian lost to the big man.

The people who watched all this were timid and defeated the big men in a fight.

"There is no absolute right or wrong in the world. There is no wrong in my way. The way of Xianlu emperor is rugged. Who can tell right and wrong."

Light sound swings, sitting in the figure of nine days.

He stood up.

There is dust falling on it. It is the trace of years. It is the fragment of Tao. It is very terrible

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