Chapter 789

On the Bank of the Mishui River, there are six statues to kill. They have white hair and a sword. They are invincible in the world.

Zhuxian and Zuxian come out together. They are blessed with the earth Qi of ten thousand li. They can cut the real world with one sword and dye the night sky with bright red.

Five of them were shocked, and the moment they didn't respond, the light of the sword came again, and the moment one of them lost his mind, his arm was badly damaged.

"Don't be careless"

the first ancestor of hongluan drinks and reminds us.

The other four were immediately absorbed in the battle.

In the war, the figure with white hair in plain clothes, wielding, chopping, stabbing and dragging double swords in one move, does not drag mud and water at all. From the beginning to the end, he does not look startled, and does not see any changes in mood, just like a fighting machine, calm and terrible.

One hundred years, countless times of life and death fighting, created today's Zhiming, absolutely calm, absolutely merciless.

Zhuxian wave cut, sharp unparalleled, sink immortal sink, potential such as the sky.

When the sword comes, the first ancestor of hongluan takes the move. With a dramatic shock, she slips several feet away.

"Sword technique, three lights shine together"

the body shape of plain clothes moves again, the white hair dances in the air, the whole body is divided into three parts, the sword is extremely meaningful, the sword dances in spring and autumn, the heaven and earth shine together.

The surging three sword lights are dazzling. The sword light passes by, and the void is divided into three parts. The whole night sky is illuminated by this amazing sword light, just like the day.

Sword is the only sword in the world.

The three swords are connected. The terrible swords are shining through the body. The blood is shining and flying all over the sky.

"Er"

Qi Qi's stuffy hum rang out, and sanzun stepped back for more than ten steps, and his whole body was dyed red.

The three swords retreated. Not far away, the other one's palm power had arrived, and his palm was beating. He should be in the body of knowing his fate.

The blood drips down and drips down silently. Ning Chen's whole body protection sword will block most of the palm power and protect the whole body.

The battle was white hot and the injuries were exchanged. Wuzun looked very heavy. Although it was expected that the battle would not be easy, no one thought it would be so difficult.

One death, four serious injuries, an unacceptable price for the ninth son of the Mohist family to be injured, such a situation, unexpected.

In the center of the war, the figure in plain clothes stands quietly, with white hair dancing lightly. The same face as a hundred years ago, but more frost.

"The six paths fall together, and the demons rob thousands of people"

after a moment of stillness, in the center of the war, Ning Chen's hands kill the immortals, and the evil spirit permeates the sky, and the trapped immortals get rid of them, and then they circle around the whole body, and the red light soars all over the world.

"The supreme forbidden sword"

one step, the body into the nine days, the sword light soared into the sky, the terrible power, suddenly.

"Stop him!"

The first ancestor of hongluan's face changes. This move is to open the ancient battlefield. It must not be used smoothly.

The other four also heard of it. They swept out quickly and went straight into the sky to stop the former's move.

On the ninth day, Ning Chen looks at the five statues who bully him. He turns his mouth with a sneer. It seems that the sword of the ancient battlefield has left a deep impression on people all over the world.

"Nirvana"

all of a sudden, the sword power in the sky turns, the move ends in a flash, and countless sword lights crisscross and are incomparable.

The sword of Nirvana, like rain, falls into the sky one by one, endless, and breaks the sky and the earth.

It's too late to fight back. Try your best to protect the key and resist the sword light.

"Bang"

a spatter of blood, flying all over the sky, five figures falling on the earth, sword gas boundless dust.

Ningchen figure slowly fall, looking at the five, no more words, step by step to the front.

One of the true realm masters got up. Before he could react, he swept past in his plain clothes, killed the immortals and splashed blood on the water.

Four heads fly up. In front of the first ancestor of hongluan, a beautiful shadow appears and blocks the lethal sword with her body.

Throat an inch ago, Zhuxian stop, Ning Chen looking at the woman in front of him, calm eyes, can't see the slightest waves.

As close as possible, in the eyes of hongluan Wang's daughter, the figure with white hair in front of her body is reflected, so familiar, so strange.

I do not know why, tears drop by drop, is hate, but also heartache.

He is stronger than before. Even Yizu is defeated by him, but his life is coming to an end.

Looking at the tears falling from the woman's eyes, Ning Chen puts down her sword and says calmly, "before I change my mind, go"

hongluan King's daughter presses down her sadness, helps her injured ancestor behind her and turns to leave.

On the void, the twelve strong men who are half stepping into the real world put away the golden chains and left together.

The enemy leaves, on the riverside, rather Chen mouth corner a drop of blood silently drips down, dye red body front plain clothes.

Finally, it's all over.

Zhuxian, Sunxian inserted into the earth, the blood on the sword, gradually dried up in the wind, a hundred years, a long hundred years, tired of walking, tired of killing.

If there is an afterlife, willing to be ordinary.

In the years of prohibition, the sacred tree sways, and the green fruits gradually show their golden light. They are getting closer and closer to maturity.

For the next three years, the figure on the riverside stood silently under the tree, waiting for the fruit to mature.In a hundred years, the golden age has officially arrived, and there are more and more proud children in various fields, constantly entering the real world or even the real world.

In Xiaoyue restaurant, the owner's breath of Xiaoyue restaurant, which hasn't appeared for nearly a hundred years, becomes more and more calm day by day, and gradually becomes completely introverted. However, the real cultivation is more and more terrifying and unpredictable.

On Shenji peak, Shenji always stands at the top of the mountain, looking at the changes of the world situation, and also does not leave half a step.

In the endless white fog of hongluan star field, the river of stars is brilliant. Within the river of stars, a huge black whirlpool is rolling. A hundred years ago, the place where the queen mother of the West was buried with the help of Wang Zan's last power, the breath of terror is more and more clear, which makes people shiver.

Suddenly, in the depths of the star domain, the immortal voice was dim. Three dragon corpses pulled the immortal sedan chair to try, and quickly went away. They didn't know where to come from and where to go.

In the major star regions, shenzang is constantly emerging, and the relics of ancient times gradually manifest in the human world, with frequent fights. In troubled times and big times, it is difficult to be clear again.

When the world is in chaos, the river is still calm and palpitating. Besides the sound of the cold wind, there is no sound.

After the end of the last war, no one came to the Bank of the Mishui river. With two swords in hand, they knew their fate and were blessed with thousands of Li's local Qi, which completely turned the Mishui River into a forbidden area.

One hundred years later, Zhiming Shouyuan has come to an end. His tired eyes are looking at the tree in front of him. He is struggling to support his collapsing body, waiting for the fruit to mature.

Outside the river, spring is coming again. When everything is reviving, under the tree, Zhiming's eyes suddenly brighten up.

But above the tree, the last green color of the immortal peach faded, the golden light was transpiration, the red light was shining, and a powerful vitality that shocked the world broke out, and the two sacred prohibitions around it dissipated in an instant.

The peach ripens, the breath of life spreads, the dead river is purified, the dead trees are in spring, and the lake water fades red and returns to its original state.

Things that change their lives against the heaven, the most precious things of life and death against chaos, appear. Nine days have a feeling that ten thousand thunders are dense, roaring low, and the anger of heaven is roaring down.

"Go away!"

Under the tree, silent countless day and night to know the fate of anger, a drink, a sword waved, open the sky thousands of miles.

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