Chapter 437

"See who makes wedding dresses for others." Ling Yun came out of the sixth world, and now he has completely turned into his sword domain.

The oldest living creature in the dark world was born by nature. He said indifferently, "you can't stop it."

"Who said I'm going to block it?" Ling Yun covered his forehead, looking a little crazy. "You eat the world desire, I eat you."

"If you dare to kill me, I'll kill you!" Lingyun raises his sword and rushes to the bottom of the earth. Mountains and rivers collapse in the wild world, and countless creatures die in the mountains and rivers. Even Zhenbei city is full of cracks because of this terrible force. He enters the earth and ascends to the sky in white. From the Lingyun sword field, suddenly, countless creatures come out, all holding the sword and killing the sky.

"Good means!" Although Lingyun is not like sixteen realms at this time, sword cultivation is famous for its killing power since ancient times. Especially for Lingyun at this time, its killing power is extremely terrifying. Countless creatures born in his sword domain are the carriers of his kendo. It is terrifying for his consumption, and the quantity is so huge that Lingyun should be emptied in an instant, But Lingyun can devour the source of darkness, the root of trouble, and turn it into his own strength. On the contrary, it makes up for the consumption. Although it will make him fall into darkness, who knows when it will end?

The more they lose and occupy the world, the more difficult it will be to recover. Facing the three religions' ancestors and the remaining gods, it will be a tug of war.

So they have to stop Ling Yun's wanton devouring and strangle him at the beginning, "have you ever thought that if you fight with us here, even if you can live in the end, who will kill you?"

"I come to this place, don't I know?" Ling Yun turned back and sneered, "I can stand here and have such strength. In a few words, you want me to turn around and look down on who?"

Miss the face appeared in Lingyun body side, "even if you stand on our side, they will not kill you, but also continue to be with you, will not forget you, is not a good thing?"

Ling Yun opened his mouth to eat the last memory. He licked his lips and sneered: "can you give me some time to think about it?"

"Consider Kendo for sixteen?" A charming woman in black asked with a smile.

Ling Yunmeng nodded, "of course, sister is so good-looking, at a glance to see my mind, or do a rouge horse let me ride?"

"It depends on how long you can hold on." The woman said with a smile, but the skill in her hand was extremely fierce. Ling Yun took it easy. He couldn't get away from here for the time being, and his incarnation couldn't hold on for too long. No matter how fierce he was, he couldn't stop so many attacks from the 15th and 16th realms.

"I'll be fine until you're eaten by me," said Ling Yun with a long roar and a shock in the sword field. The ancient sword means to make up for the whole space. With a long sword in his hand and a touch of it across the sky, he has a long river of sword spirit, sweeping all directions with the power of thunder. The lower realm is either seriously injured, or he is chopped and swallowed by Ling Yun's sword.

He stared at Taotie. He wielded his sword with his left hand and imitated the method of devouring Taotie with his right hand. There are countless incarnations of him. If one is killed, another will jump out again!

Wu you looks at the black whirlpool. He sees that Ling Yun is looking for a way to reach the top of the sixteen realms of kendo. When Wu you drinks, he seems to vomit out his melancholy spirit for thousands of years. The clouds and smoke in front of him dissipate, "borrow the sword!"

From Zhenbei City, the Sword Fairy starts the sword, the law of Kendo goes to the black whirlpool, the Kyushu sword state, the northern Liangzhou, all the sword immortals draw their swords to the sky. In the two states, there are countless long swords floating in the sky, with different colors.

Only outside the sky, there are two immortal swords standing in the black whirlpool, which are full of meaning and cold.

The other two swords in the world, standing in the thirteen tight sword immortals, also offered their own flying swords one after another!

Three cities in the world!

"Thank you very much Lingyun's robe is flying. He looks up to the sky and roars. The law of Kendo emerges from his eyes. From the top of the black vortex comes out a creature with a golden face mask. He is also watching kendo. The world's sword will help him to reach the top of Kendo 16. As long as Lingyun is suppressed, they have no chance to win!

Gao Pan, who is separated from the two worlds, doesn't sacrifice his sword intention. He looks solemn and heavy. At this time, it's not the best time. If Ling Yun fights with that person, he will have no time for him. That creature is not as easy to deal with as other dark creatures. It's a fierce battle with Ling Yun!

Ling Yun will not fight with him now. He still needs some time.

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Pei Lixia looks down at the bloodstain on her hand. She can still see clearly the word "cloud". She looks up at the sky. She always feels that she has forgotten an important person.

Chen Diao Temple stood not far away from them, knocking his head again and again, "little younger martial brother, little younger martial brother, who is little younger martial brother?"

"One day outside, ten years here," murmured Chen Diao temple, "it's like tens of thousands of years."

At present, the lowest realm of them is thirteen realms. There are nearly 300 people coming in, but now there are only more than 100 people left. Pei is 15 steps away from the peak of the fourteen realms of Xia; Chen Diao temple has successfully entered the 15 realms, but not as a sword mender, but as a scholar. Even Wu Dao has only reached the 10 realms and has no intention to move on.

Chen Shiyi only needs a thorough battle to set foot in the eleven realms. The number of heaven and earth is determined freely. He also needs to fight for the eleven martial arts. He doesn't think much about why Chen Diao Temple gave up, because they are facing a world war.

Zhu Qing was wearing a Taoist robe and looked leisurely. The iron pillar stood beside him, "almost going out."

"Tie Zhu, what do you think the outside world has become?" Asked Zhu Qing.

Tie Zhu shook his head. "It won't be very good anyway. I'll go back to see my mother."

Red clothes and red clothes look at each other. Ling Yun is her soul in the early morning. She squats on the ground and looks at Chen Diao temple. "Lao Chen, what are you doing?"

"There is cause and effect cut off in the dark. It's inexplicably easy." Chen Diao temple said with a smile.

"You can change your body. Why is it still like this?" Chen Diao temple asked again.

In the early morning, holding his chin, he said softly, "isn't it good to live with a new face?"

"No revenge?"

"Now in the world, is it so important to revenge or not?"

"That's your next of kin."

"If you can go back alive, of course, you have to ask Zhao Gou why he did it. If you can't go back, then the dust will go back to the dust, the earth will go back to the earth, and the right and wrong will be judged by later generations."

Chen Diao Temple put up his thumb. He looked a little trance. In his last dream, he met a young man in white and said some puzzling words to him. It was only after the memory of these years was gradually opened up and he regained the memory of his dream for thousands of years that he remembered, "in fact, sometimes I really want to pull the world to sleep together, so when that day comes, I hope you can wake me up

"Who are you?" Chen Diao temple asked in a low voice.

"We are all people who will be forgotten. Is it really important to be remembered?" The young man in White said with a smile, looking a little trance, "after going through the road again and again, many things are the same, but many places are different. Have you ever thought that we are still in a dream now?"

"If it's a dream, where do you dream?"

"I hope it's in the barracks, but the most likely one is in a dilapidated alley, beaten unconscious and then starved to death."

"Who are you?"

"A dream of yours."

Chen Diao temple came back. The small world had been opened. They went out, and suddenly there was a storm between heaven and earth. Especially among them, several of them were so powerful that they all reached the extreme of a certain road. The opportunity to become a road might be far away or near.

"Gone." Cried the morning.

Chen Diao Temple suddenly asked, "if we will be destroyed by later generations, even the traces of our existence will not exist, then what is the meaning of our living now?"

"Everyone who died on the battlefield will be remembered. Is the purpose of those who defend their country fame and fortune?"

"It makes sense."

Chen Diao Temple arranges their mind. They stand on the Bank of the river of time and space, looking at the two dark eddies. There is an extremely terrible sword field suppressing the underground eddies. There is a person above the air, still guarding the pass alone, "who is this person?"

Taoyao stood beside Chen Diao temple and asked softly. Her clothes were fluttering. Her experience in the small world was not very cruel, because the reality would be more cruel than what they had experienced. Their swords, fists and techniques might hit their close relatives.

Ling Yun covered his face with his hands, and his shoulders trembled gently. "Ha ha ha ha ha ha... That's all you can do... After fighting for so long, even I can't get through here, creating such a big vortex... Just to make me successful..."

Ling Yun looks crazy and black. A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes. Wu you looks at half of Zhenbei city. All the swordsmen of Zhenbei city died in battle. Wu you looks at Ling Yun in the black vortex and says, "come on, let me be your first ghost under the sword."

The sword is like a river. It breaks Wu You's spirit and cuts his body into a bloody mist. Ling Yun laughs like a ghost crying. It's gloomy and terrifying. He takes back the sword field which was originally suppressed underground. The dark creature who also wants to reach the top of the swordsmanship looks at Ling Yun in surprise. With his tenacious mind, even if it's out of control, it will take a long time, How can you be crazy so soon.

"Grandfather Wu you!"

Pei Lixia shouts softly. She looks at Ling Yun, and her eyes are full of murders. Ling Yun seems to be aware of this terrible murders. His body moves, and instantly appears in the former site of heaven. The sword points to all the people, and the war is imminent!