Chapter 788

On the Bank of the river, there is a lot of blood. Without any sign, Zhuxian goes through the heart of the old monster in Qingyi and destroys his whole life.

"Now, it's up to you. Come on"

Ning Chen waves his hand and kills the immortal. The evil spirit is fierce and fierce.

Su Yi moves, the star soul is as fast as thunder, the sword light is uncertain, the immortal is as heavy as a mountain falling, the heaven is broken, the double swords move together, and the wind and cloud change.

The old monster in purple was shocked. He retreated again and again. After waking up, he felt that death was so close for the first time.

When you fight with the sword, the aftershocks will be great. Not far away, the red light of the trapped sword will be more powerful. With the help of the local atmosphere, you can block the war situation.

More than ten fighting moves, the war situation is more and more fierce. The benefit of killing immortals is unparalleled in the world. It is as strong as the real situation, and dare not be distracted.

"Sword technique, the polar sky"

the polar sky is now, the spirit of killing immortals rises into the air, and the majestic power penetrates the sky and the earth, shaking the world.

Seeing this, the old monster in purple changed his face slightly. He concentrated his energy and dealt with it wholeheartedly.

"Er"

all of a sudden, changes suddenly, red sword light across, straight through the chest of the former.

"No way!"

The old monster in purple clothes faltered at his feet. Before he could recover, he flashed by in plain clothes and killed the immortals with a sword.

"I'm sorry, I said I didn't need to trap the immortal sword, but I lied to you too"

Ning Chen said in a cold voice, the immortal sword pulled out, and suddenly, blood gushed and fell like rain.

Thumping figure on the ground, blood dyed the earth, a hero, die.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Ning Chen's star soul in his hand waves and cuts, rumbles and vibrates, and the earth splits, swallowing all the corpses.

A moment later, the cracks closed, and the river resumed its original state, as if nothing had happened.

As the sun sets, Ning Chen looks at the afterglow in the West. His eyes are getting tired and fast.

In the rear, the immortal sword was lost and disappeared.

Above the tree, the white peach blossoms are in full bloom, beautiful and eye-catching. Around the tree, the atmosphere of years is flowing, and even the space is distorted, which is astonishing.

A moment later, on the riverside, the figure in plain clothes disappeared and returned to the boat again.

In the boat, a small light is beating. Ning Chen puts down his sword and waves his hand. A mottled ancient Qin appears. The God Qin, the king of hell, and the white tiger are the inheriting artifact of the gods. After endless years, the body and strings of the Qin have been damaged.

Before opening the ancient battlefield, the owner of Xiaoyue helped to repair Shenqin. In the first battle of the ancient battlefield, the song of the king of hell was ordered by sanguine, which severely damaged xingzun in all fields.

It's a real killing tool. It's not a last resort.

Ning Chen wipes the body of the piano, and the sharp string cuts his fingers. The blood drips down, and the sound is like Qin.

Outside the boat, the cold wind blows, the lake starts to ripple, and the boat also floats. The trees want to be quiet, but the wind does not stop. I don't know when the storm will stop.

As night falls, the moon shines on Kyushu. On the boat, the piano sounds, peaceful and peaceful.

Suddenly, on the void, dark shadows came down from the sky. Hundreds of them had strong breath and covered the moonlight.

"Here it is"

among the more than 100 shadows, the three breath are extremely powerful, far more striking than others.

When the strong come again, in order to seize the most precious treasure, the opportunity to kill covers the sky and the moon, which makes people palpitating.

In the boat, the sound of the piano changes peacefully. In a moment, the sound of plucking, driving, rowing and pressing, the king of hell plays and the Spring opens.

The mysterious sound swings away and the killing breaks out. The invisible sound wave urges people's mind. The body of the figure in black is exploded one by one, and the blood falls like rain.

"Kill"

among the many figures in black, the three rushed out, curved their swords like the moon, and cut into the boat in the lake.

"Ding"

the king of hell moves, the world is still, and in a moment, the breath of horror of killing is blowing, the river is shaking, and the waves are rolling.

"Er"

the three figures flew out of ten feet together, staggering and red.

"Retreat"

in a short time, the dark shadows all over the sky had disappeared, and the three of them were no longer in love with war, and quickly moved out of the war situation.

"You can't retreat"

in the boat, a calm voice came out, and red light rose over the Mishui River, blocking the war.

The sound of Qin rises again, the heaven and the earth vibrate, the powerful killing force is surging, and the three people block the move. However, the mysterious sound is invisible, and there is no way to stop it.

Thumping drama shock, blood all over the sky, Xuanyin into the body, the three figures burst open, blood and bone flying.

At the end of the war, the music stopped, the lake turned, and the scattered blood and bones were engulfed, and gradually recovered as before.

The moon goes down and the sun rises, the years come back, the river bank is no longer the pure land of no one to disturb, wave after wave of strong people come to peep at the treasure of heaven and earth, but, without exception, they are all buried here.

I don't know when the river turned red in the Mishui river. It was so dazzling that people didn't dare to get close to it.

Rumors about the Mishui River also spread rapidly, spreading one by one, two by two, and three by three.

There is an immortal treasure in the Mishui river. However, this treasure is guarded by monsters. Anyone who comes near it will die.Rumors are always untrustworthy, but anyway, terrible rumors prevent many people who want to fish in troubled waters.

Twenty years later, the Mishui river has become a dead place. No living creature can survive in the bloody River, and no one dares to approach it.

In 20 years, I don't know how many strong people are buried here. No matter how many people come here, they will never survive.

The floating boat in the lake is as calm as it used to be. The figure in plain clothes in the boat, with almost all black hair turned white, has only a hundred years of life.

The stillness of the Mishui River, whether in the night or in the day, is extremely cold. The power of innumerable warriors' spirits is winding around, causing the wind to howl and constantly destroying the surrounding vegetation.

After 20 years of killing, it's hard to be calm for several years. It seems that the old monsters in hongluan star field have forgotten the great power of life and never come back.

On the Bank of the Mishui River, on the immortal peach tree, the snow-white peach blossoms have already fallen. In the middle of the tree, a green fruit is born, and the majestic life force is looming. Even if the time and the yellow spring are blocked, you can feel the unparalleled strong vitality.

Ten years later, the fruit of the sacred tree became more and more vigorous. On the riverside, the figure in plain clothes appeared, standing under the sacred tree, silent, with white hair and no trace of black, fluttering gently in the cold wind.

One hundred years is coming, the fruit of the undead flat peach tree is also approaching maturity. Ning Chen's eyes don't see the slightest fear of death. On the contrary, it has a tired relief.

"The ninth son of the Mohist family, it is you"

just then, on the void, the brilliance gathered, and all the figures came out. Everyone had at least half a step of cultivation in the true realm, and the first six were all above the true realm.

The astonishing lineup, the astonishing prestige swept all over the country, nine days storm changed suddenly, the bright moon faded.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time"

in front of the tree, Ning Chen looked at the sky and said faintly.

"Be ashamed"

the first ancestor of hongluan stepped forward, looked at the figure in plain clothes below, and said in a cold voice.

In the rear of hongluan's first ancestor, a beautiful woman came out, dressed in cold clothes, with hatred in her eyes hard to hide.

Once upon a time, it is hard to say who is right and who is wrong. Deception begins and ends with deception. Everything is false.

But, moved the sentiment, the bitter fruit tasted by oneself.

"Red Luan, you step aside"

the first ancestor of red Luan calmly asked, and immediately fell to the earth.

The rest of the five statues also fell, each standing on one side, and the breath of the whole body was gradually raised.

In the void, the golden chains of the twelve strong men, who are half stepping into the real world, spread and become a net to block the void.

"To solve you, it should be over"

Ning Chen looked at the ripening fruit on the tree. With a wave of his right hand, a bloody sword flew out of the boat in the middle of the lake. In a moment, the stars swayed all over the sky and the stars fell down on the earth.

In this world, the spirit of the star comes out, and the evil spirit fills the whole war.

"Dear Sirs, know your destiny and learn from it"

now, the battle is on, and seven figures move at the same time. The sword's hand and halberd shake, and the earth shakes.

It's a big bang. The waves are huge. There's a war between the world and the strong. It's six to one. The aftershocks of terror are surging and shaking.

True situation, extreme martial arts, beyond the boundaries of martial arts, regardless of victory or defeat, only divided into life and death.

He has white clothes and white hair. He has two swords in his hand. He has abandoned martial arts for nearly a hundred years. However, the meaning of his sword is better than that of the past. His moves are simple and shocking.

There are six strong men in the true realm, two in the middle of the true realm and four in the early of the true realm. Looking at the whole world, there is no one to rival, but in the light of the sword, it is difficult to cross the sky.

Six Zun's heart was shocked by the instant battle. This son's strength was so terrible.

In the void, hongluan Wang Nu looks at the battle below. The fierce battle increases her hatred.

"Be careful, everyone, this son still has a sword that hasn't been moved"

after a long time of fierce fighting, the first ancestor of hongluan looks more and more dignified and can't get rid of immortals, which means that this son still has some spare power and can't be careless.

"Sword technique, no"

the star soul sword turns, and at the beginning of Ming and Ming Dynasties, the star light engulfs the palm strength of the close body, and the figure in plain clothes disappears, killing the immortals, and the aurora shines.

"Sword technique, Sky Sword"

Sky Sword is now a sword in the sea, a sword opens the sky, in a moment, there is only one sword in heaven and earth, amazing the world.

Three block moves, the breath is surging, hard block the sword to open the sky.

With a sudden explosion, the heaven and the earth are vast, the sword of heaven is broken, the three zuns step back together, and the blood gas in the body surges violently.

In the afterwave, Su Yi walked out with a red glare, the earth rumbled, and all the Qi of the earth was included in the former's left hand sword.

Trapped in the immortal world, the war situation tends to peak again.

"You have come all the way, how can you not let you see the power of the immortal sword"

words fall, the body moves in plain clothes, the figure is like a fantasy, three swords, three swords, the first time in the world.

Red, black and white, the moving man and sword are as fast as thunder and heavy as a mountain.As soon as the six statues were in a state of calm, they took the move with all their strength. They shook the fast sword with their hands, and the halberd blocked all the forces.

With a dramatic shock, the dust waves from the three sides, the aftershocks, the earth Qi blessing of ten thousand li, the immortal's sharp edge and power, the halberd breaking with one sword, the sword's power falling, and the real situation cutting with one sword.

The gushing blood can reach several feet high. It can melt into the blood red lake water and make the cold lake add another three points of blood color.

Zhiming's right hand is a tiger's mouth. Blood spills over, and the sword is red.

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