Chapter 619

Six hundred years later, it reappeared in the world, and many figures came into it.

The vast and extraordinary fairyland, in the eye, is desolate and vast, and the breath of years is coming, which makes people feel deeply.

Strong people from different big stars show up and immediately avoid each other by tacit understanding. When there is no direct conflict of interest for the time being, no one wants to make enemies with each other.

The four men of Qi and Huan also came. As soon as the four men of Mohism appeared, they attracted a lot of people's attention. With the power of Mohism master and many well-known people, Mohism naturally became the object of attention of many strong people.

"Search separately, there is a secret law warning" among the four, the man in yellow said.

"Yes"

Qi Huan and the other two nodded.

The four separate, each in one direction.

"Four Mozi, interesting"

the old man in hemp clothes with the little boy appeared and looked at the four people walking separately. There was a smile on his old face that was hard to understand.

In a short time, far away Luan driving rumble, the sun covered by the sun, powerful pressure, came to the immortal domain.

In the eyes of the five women with extraordinary temperament, each of them has more than perfect accomplishments, and two of them have even entered the stage of immortality.

The amazing scene immediately attracted everyone's eyes and shocked their faces.

"This is not the inheritance of hongluan star field"

strange breath, strange face, never seen before, never heard of, people forced the shock in their hearts, the pace of looking for the fairy destiny, a few points faster.

Even the inheritors of other regions have sent people to come. I'm afraid that the opening of the Western fairyland will cause a terrible bloodbath.

Half a day later, the void rolled, and Ling Luozhen and Ning Chen appeared, which attracted many people's attention again. It was a rare case that the six Mohist scholars appeared together.

"It seems that the master of the ink star is determined to win the immortal sword." a man in the supreme realm looked at the two people in the distance and said.

"It's not so easy. Let's not say whether the immortal sword can be found. Even if it can be found, there are so many strong men on the top. It's not a simple thing for mohmen to want to capture the immortal sword," another human supreme replied.

"At least, Mohist is the most promising inheritance. The eighth, third and fifth of Mohist are all strong people in fairyland, and the other three are almost unstoppable," the former speaker continued.

"Just watch the change, I have a feeling that this battle of immortal sword will be more fierce than ever"

boom!

While they were talking, heaven and earth were rumbling and shaking in the distance, and the sound of war came, and the aftershocks were shaking, and the void was collapsing and spreading.

Xianyuan!

Hard to hide the aura fluctuations, so rich, the nearest group of people face shocked, immediately rushed to the past.

Ning Chen Mou son that is about to leave toward the opposite direction coagulates, stop a pace.

Without hesitation, Ning Chen leads yin'er and quickly moves towards the place where Xianyuan is born.

"Ninth younger martial brother"

Ling Luo was surprised and called.

The galloping black clothes did not stop. The figure flashed by. The speed was so fast that it surpassed all the people and swept to the center of the war.

In the war, a woman in Xiayi and an old woman fight fiercely. The old woman's breath has reached a perfect state, while the woman in Xiayi is also not weak. Her body dance is like a flying fairy, and her charming face is even more noticeable.

Not far away from them, the ups and downs of the stone array rotate. Among them, the mountain like immortal source exudes amazing aura, with thousands of pieces. Vaguely, the power of the law vibrates and drives people crazy.

Outside the stone array, the dispute over the source of immortals is becoming more and more intense. As the aftereffect comes, the space constantly collapses and disappears.

Surprised to see this moment, black clothes, a sword to break the stone array, turn the palm back to Xianyuan.

"Presumptuous!"

The old woman and the woman in Xia's clothes all changed their looks. They took charge of Haoyuan and stopped the former.

However, the black dress is like a fantasy, the strange step steps turn, flash two people attack, wave to receive all the fairy source.

Suddenly, the old woman and the woman in Xiayi were angry. Without saying a word, they attacked the young man in black.

Keng ran drama shock, Jian Feng block double strong, figure take advantage of the situation to withdraw a few feet, not love war, step back.

All of a sudden, a powerful hand came from behind and blocked the way.

Ning Chen looks back and shakes his hand with a sword. He looks at the woman in green who appears in the war. His deep eyes don't change at all.

"Return to Xianyuan, and you will never die," the woman in Green said coldly.

"Come"

surrounded by three people, Ning Chen took the sword in front of him and said faintly, "the source of immortals is in my hands. If I have the ability, I will seize it"

the rampant words are cold and arrogant. In this fairyland of the jungle, only the winner is the king, there are no rules, and the devil does not need to hide his nature.

Yin'er holds the former's left hand in both hands, retreats half a step, hides behind him, cleverly does not say a word.

In the face of provocation, the three were more angry and stepped forward to attack together.

Three people move to, Ning Chen hands too beginning to swing, first of all, the sun Zhenjing martial arts, in an instant, the power of the extreme Yang extreme turn to stimulate, mighty Yang force, Yun sword out.All of a sudden, three people retreat together, the extreme Yang enters the body, and Qi and blood surge.

"Too weak"

the devil, who is still like a mountain, does not hide his satire in his eyes, and his sword is cold, proclaiming the madness of the devil.

During the short-term confrontation, a strong man rushed to watch the war.

Clear situation, three to one, without guessing, you can understand the different positions.

When the war started again, a beautiful shadow in white came in the distance. After a few steps, she came to the war and saw two of her classmates. She said calmly, "what's the matter"

"elder martial sister, Xianyuan has been taken away by him." the beautiful face of Xia Yi woman was very angry.

The white woman's Willow eyebrows wrinkled slightly. She looked at the young man in black in front of her. Without saying a word, her figure flashed by. She changed her hand to Tianluo and buckled her lute bone.

"People of lingxu Xingyu, you have crossed the boundary"

at this moment, silver hair flutters and appears in the war situation. The Taiyin shakes Tianluo and slams her hand to stop the woman in white.

"The eighth son of the Mohist family, worthy of the name," the woman in white retreated and said faintly.

"Praise" Ling Luo really calm way.

"Caining, Baguio, let's go." the woman in White asked and turned to leave.

Two women smell speech, unwilling to look at the front of the young man in black, immediately followed up.

Not far away, when the onlookers saw Ayatollah again, they all sighed. Although they didn't want to, they could only leave.

A strong man who stepped on the later stage of the fairyland was almost invincible in the fairyland. It was not worth the loss to offend such a strong man for a few immortal sources.

"Younger martial brother, let's go too," Ling Luo Zhen said.

Ning Chen nodded, waved away the sword, and led the little girl to follow.

"Ning Chen, that elder sister just now, can you fight now?" On the way, yin'er shakes his hand and whispers.

"Beat but" rather Chen honest way.

"That Ling Luo elder sister doesn't have time to move how to do, your identity, can't be known by others" sound son some small angry, way.

"Run"

Ning Chen took it for granted.

“……”

After listening to Yiner, he didn't choke. After thinking about it, he broke away from his big hand and ran to the front. He took the silver haired woman and said in a delicate voice, "sister Ling Luo, the people here are so fierce. Ning Chen's cultivation is too low to beat them. Can you protect us?"

Ling Luo really look Zheng for a while, some not used to, however, or gently nodded, should under.

Sound son see, exhibition Yan a smile, beautiful small face, more lovely.

Seeing the innocent smile of the little girl, Ayana's face was a little chilly and relaxed.

Accompanied the woman to walk a distance, the sound son quietly ran to the back, once again led the big hand.

"This time, I'm not afraid of it." Yin Er looks up, smiles and whispers.

Ning Chen rubs the little girl's hair, looks calm, and says nothing.

This girl, the more she learns, the more she is.

Just when they were looking for the trace of the immortal sword, in the opposite direction, the two figures walked side by side. The woman in Guanghan skirt and the man in red looked so talented and beautiful.

All of a sudden, the earth in front of them heaved, and arrows rushed out of the ground and swept towards them.

With a wave of his right hand, the man in red has a black sword, a sword, and a thousand arrows.

The light of the arrow was broken, and the earth was still uplifting. In a flash, thousands of light of the arrow burst out of the air, forcing the soul to take life.

At the moment of crisis, the man in red took the woman around him, quickly withdrew, avoided the light of the sword, and immediately entered the ground with a sword. The sword flowed freely, and the earth collapsed.

In the dust wave, a rusty old chariot appears. The huge metal body exudes a chill, which makes people feel cool behind.

The chariot is very tall, several feet long and wide. Its whole body is green and rusty. There are countless runes engraved on the body of the chariot like a hill. It is faint and bright, and constantly absorbs the power of the surrounding world.

"Bronze chariot" red Luan King girl eyes squint, slowly road.

"Ha ha, it's good, my old man wants it"

at this moment, in the void, the old man's laughter rang out, and an old man in linen with a little boy went out and reached for the Qinglong chariot.

"Canhong"

with a whisper, the red clothes move quickly, the sword is very fast, the shadow is very fast, and the sword is dyed red.

A stab, clothing and silk split, the old man stretched out his arm, blood gushing out, spilled on the earth.

"Oh? I look down on you "

the old man in hemp clothes looks down, his figure moves, and his withered palm slams out with his powerful hand.

The sword in red, with a bang, shook the palm of ten thousand.

When the two swords collide, each step back. The sword in red's hand turns again. After that, the Phoenix appears, the sword moves, and the situation is turbulent.

The Phoenix is extremely fast, shadowless and traceless, and the sword is life-threatening.

The old man in hemp clothes blocked a sword and hit it. His hand was as heavy as a mountain. He was patted down again.

However, Hongyi withdraws the sword and avoids the palm force."Tough boy"

seeing his opponent is extraordinary, the old man in hemp clothes gives a cold smile, suddenly turns his hand and pats the woman not far away.

The woman was in danger, but the man in red didn't look at all flustered. The sarcasm at the corner of his mouth was clearly visible.

"Ghost slave, after escaping from hongluan Kingdom, don't you remember the master's appearance?"

Palm force is near body, red Luan King female light said a, raise a hand to fix the wind and cloud, immediately clap to the old man's chest, reflect full of blood.

"Hongluan royal family"

the old man in linen snorted. His eyes were full of horror, and he did not dare to stay any longer. He took the little boy around him and quickly retreated.

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