Chapter 815

"What, seventh star Lord!"

"The seventh star Lord is also here. That's the saint of Xingyu sword Pavilion!"

Those who hurriedly fled to the distance looked at the demon sword emperor with lingering fear.

What a terrible strength it is to kill more than 300000 martial arts people!

However, with the arrival of the seventh star Lord, the hearts of these warriors were a little calmer.

The seventh star Lord is also the famous saint of heaven robbery in Xingyu sword Pavilion.

But more than that.

On the other side of the sky, a projection appeared again, wrapped in endless divine awns.

"Ha ha... It's really an ancient magic sword..."

Hearing this sound, Dongfang Aoyang's face suddenly solidified, and then said, "it's you, Dongfang Haoyu!"

"What... Dongfang Haoyu, the saint of heaven's calamity of the main vein of Dongfang aristocratic family!"

"Another saint is coming, my God!"

Everyone was shocked.

Plus the question of the divine sword sect the day before yesterday.

The three hegemonic forces all have the projection of saints.

"But it's just a projection. How about being able to stand this seat?"

The demon sword emperor was afraid of heaven. There was no fear in his eyes like a black hole.

For others, the holy man of heaven's robbery, who is superior, is no more than that in the eyes of heaven.

If he was in full power, he would not pay attention to the seventh star Lord, Dongfang Haoyu and others.

"Ji Tian, you have been sealed for such a long time, and your body has been annihilated. You dare to be so fierce just by relying on the yuan Shen body." Dongfang Haoyu said coldly.

"Everybody, I don't think this is the time for infighting. How about killing this Jitian town first, and then talking about the ownership of the devouring sword?" the seventh star said.

"Yes." both Dongfang Haoyu and Dongliu Jiansheng nodded.

As saints, their nature of mind has long passed the time of ambition. At present, the most important thing is to completely kill and avoid heaven.

Only in this way can we get the magic sword.

"Kill!"

The projection of the three saints shot at the same time, with earth shaking power. When they raised their hands and feet, they collapsed the clouds.

"It's just three younger generations. Even if it's just a Yuanshen body, it's between one hand to kill you!"

Avoid the sky roaring, and fight with the three saints.

And the magic sword devours God, which is to continue to condense the blood and flesh demon fetus.

The flesh and blood demon embryo narrowed more and more, and finally condensed into a mass of human flesh and blood. Vaguely, there was a very powerful wave transmitted.

"Kill this bogey as soon as possible, and don't let him reshape his flesh!" the seventh star Lord Lang said.

"Hengyang palm!" Dongfang Haoyu pressed down with a palm cover, like a sun exploding.

"Dongliu sword rhyme, the sword kills nine days!" asked Dongliu. The sword's awn burst and swept across the sky.

"The stars are changing, and the sky is chopping!" the seventh star Lord raised his hand, and the sword of thousands of feet of stars condensed and cut it against the sky.

The projection of the three saints will no longer be retained, and the bottom card strength will completely break out.

"Ha ha, come on, who are you afraid of!"

"Devil thirteen sword, devil kills all living beings!"

Ji Tian also uses extreme moves to destroy the void, and the devil's sword Qi sweeps the world.

The violent collision blew up the sky, which surprised all the peripheral warriors.

But to everyone's surprise.

Even if the three saints join hands, they can't suppress the taboo sky.

Although these three saints are just projected to come, they avoid heaven and are only Yuanshen bodies.

His own strength may be less than one tenth of his heyday.

But even if it is less than one tenth of the strength, it is still enough to resist the projection of the three saints.

What a terrible strength.

After another half an hour, the magic sword devoured God and finally completely condensed the blood and flesh demon embryo into a flesh body.

This body is symmetrical and slender, containing unparalleled terrorist power.

After all, it is a pure demon body that has absorbed endless flesh and blood essence for countless years.

"Ha ha, the flesh is finally condensed. This seat will reproduce the world and bring down the blood of all sentient beings!"

Avoid the sky, look up to the sky and smile, you will escape into the flesh of the pure demon body.

At the same time, in a mortal city of the Shengyuan Dynasty.

A middle-aged man in coarse cloth walked among the crowd with his hands down.

His face is very ordinary, belonging to the kind that can't be found in the crowd.

But what was shocking was that everyone around him seemed unable to see him.

Obviously, this ordinary middle-aged man walked in the most conspicuous middle of the crowd, but no one around noticed his existence.

The man with the most ordinary face is looking at the direction of the wilderness plain with a faint light in his eyes.

If the little fat man were here, he would scream in horror.

Because this middle-aged man is his master, Xing Tianyi.

"It's almost time, disciple. Your destiny is coming."

"This world has decayed, and the doom rises again. We need to change the world and a new face."

The middle-aged man Xing Tianyi slowly rose to the sky, but no one around noticed him.

High above the sky, Xing Tianyi raised his hand and pinched an Indian formula.

"The demon sword emperor is jealous of heaven. Do you think the sword clan has a pulse, and there is really no means against you?" Xing Tianyi muttered to himself.

Just as he was holding the printing formula in his hand.

On the wilderness plain, the little fat man's face suddenly coagulated.

When the magic sword devoured God was born just now, the little fat man stood still, as if he had lost his soul.

At this moment, from his body, an infinite dark sword spirit suddenly gushed out, and a terrible sword idea of swallowing the eight wastelands spread from his body.

This sudden scene surprised everyone!

"This..." ye guchen, who collapsed in a pool of blood and was about to die, also looked up and looked at the little fat man whose breath had suddenly changed.

"I... I..." the little fat man was stunned.

After the seal in his body was untied, countless memories poured in.

In an instant, he knew everything.

"So... So I was..."

The little fat man muttered to himself as if he couldn't believe it.

From outside his body surface, there emerged a huge illusory and fierce animal virtual shadow, holding the sky and standing like an ancient demon mountain, releasing a terrible and oppressive atmosphere.

"This is..." ye guchen's pupil shrinks.

"Hmm?" the projection of Ji Tian and the three saints, who are struggling in the sky, also sensed this terrible breath.

"How could..." Ji Tian's completely dark eyes showed an unexpected color.

Not only them, but also the elder Xinggu, Dongfang Aoyang, and the remaining hundreds of thousands of martial arts were shocked by the virtual shadow of the giant fierce beast.

"That's... Ancient fierce beast gluttonous!" a warrior exclaimed.

Everyone looked at the little fat man with extreme shock.

How can this little fat man who has been following ye guchen manifest his gluttonous virtual shadow.

If you insist, there is only one possibility.

The little fat man was distracted and picked up the sword hanging around his waist.

I really like the name of the sword. His master Xing Tianyi gave him the sword.

The little fat man once took this as a joke to tease others. As a result

"I'm really a sword... Ha ha... I'm really a fucking sword!"

The little fat man shouted at the sky and scolded his mother to the sky!