Chapter 978

Hongluan star field, the end of the collapse of the Western immortal field, huge cracks appear in the space, ten figures breath extremely terrible figure out, just appeared, heaven and earth wailing, the starry sky shaking violently.

In front of the space crack, Emperor Ming, dressed in a silver divine robe, stands still. Looking at the figures coming out in front, his calm look shows the dignity of the superior.

"Your Highness!"

A strong royal salute, respectful way.

"Father, did not you come?"

Emperor Ming Tian looks at a man in purple who is the head of the crowd and says.

"Tell your highness, Wang let us take the first step, and after we have finished dealing with our hands, we will start to come," the man in purple replied respectfully.

"Are those people in Shendu mountain restless again?" Emperor Mingtian frowned.

The man in purple nodded and said, "Shendu mountain has always been at odds with our family. This time, the seal is opened. Wang plans to solve his worries before he starts."

After hearing this, the emperor nodded slightly and said, "it's OK."

"Your Highness, what is the strength of the strong in this realm? Is there a king level The man in purple asked.

Emperor Mingtian shook his head and said, "no, the only fourth realm has been killed before. Therefore, your task is very clear. Before other big ethnic groups react, occupy more territory and resources for our ethnic group as much as possible."

"Yes, sir." The man in purple said respectfully.

At the time of the great changes in hongluan's star realm, a strong man above the level of reality in all the major star realms felt the pressure from the depths of the gods in the distance, and his face was frightened.

The fourth scene, and more than one, how can it be like this!

Crape myrtle, outside the hell, Ning Chen's eyes look at the distance, and also feel the strong and abnormal breath, and his face sinks.

What happened when so many fourth realms appeared at one time?

"Zhiming"

below, a figure of Yan Luo came out and said, "what's the matter?"

"I don't know"

Ning Chen shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid there will be a big disaster."

"It's a wave coming back."

Female often face flashed dignified, so many fourth scene strong breath, exactly from where.

"You stay, I'll go back to the boundary."

Ning Chen Ning voice said a, no more delay, figure flash, toward the direction of the boundary.

At the same time, in the ancient land of the moon worshipers, on the altar, the Phoenix's body looks at the shaking sky, and the dignified color rises in her eyes.

It's really an eventful time, when the evil and the disaster are coming together, and there are more disasters.

"High priest."

Under the altar, one of the moon worshipers was worried. Such a shocking shock had never been seen before. There was no doubt that something big would happen in the world.

"I'll see."

On the altar, the Phoenix calmly said that the Phoenix spread its wings and flew towards the sky.

Within the boundary, the five areas of the earth rise and fall, each located on one side. The vast divine earth nourishes the small world created by the gods.

On this day, the swordsman in white stepped forward, his sword was restrained, and after a hundred years, he came back again.

"Second elder martial brother"

in the deserted city, Jian San, who has been staying behind, looks shocked and loses his voice when he sees someone coming.

"Take a picture"

Jian Er steps forward and looks at the younger martial brother who has changed his breath and appearance in front of him. His face is full of emotion.

Next to the sword pool, two striking tombstones stand. One is the sword of the deserted city, and the other is the most outstanding disciple of the deserted city. Many people still remember the peerless style of the former swordsman.

"Master"

in front of mubai's tomb, Jianer kneels down silently and lives a proud life. At this moment, he can't help but shed tears.

However, the sword is merciless, people have feelings, and the great calamity in China has brought too many disasters and many things, which will be a pity forever.

The cold night is bleak, the autumn wind is bleak, and the white clothes kneel down under the moon, just like the two masters and disciples who shocked the world a hundred years ago. The white clothes are more beautiful than the snow.

At this time, over the five regions, a strong and extreme pressure swept down, without warning, but terrifying.

Among the five realms, a person who was born and strong enough to walk on immortals felt that his body was shaking, his eyes were looking at the sky, and his heart was full of waves.

The old man in gray clothes is extremely strong, surpassing the limits of the world and reaching the fourth realm in legend.

"Sky"

the old man in grey looks at the East in the distance and whispers.

Although it was a long time ago, he could still feel the strong resentment left by the sky before it died. He never thought that one task was to make the sky stay in the netherworld forever.

A flash of gray clothes, without any stay, directly toward the Eastern god land, the speed, beyond imagination.

"Finally, is it my turn?"In the barren City, Jianer felt the terror coming from afar. There was not much change in his expression. A person's life was long and short. As long as he had no regrets, it would be enough.

Master, elder martial brother and Zhiming have done all they can. This time, it's his turn to protect this pure land.

On the land of China, the figure in grey clothes flashed by, the terrible threat cracked the mountain and rocks, the undisguised terror rolled up the heavy dust wave, the house collapsed, the mountain and the ground cracked.

The alien people from other places do not pay any attention to the life and death of human beings in the world. They continue their hatred for thousands of years, which makes this indifference even more killing.

In the eventful autumn, China suffered another catastrophe, and the devil fire burned all over the earth, causing countless deaths and injuries.

At this time, in the desolate city, a sharp sword light broke out of the air. It was so powerful that it shocked the whole China.

"Oh?"

Seeing this, the old man in Grey's eyes flashed with different colors. There are still such masters in the field. Although the cultivation is not satisfactory, the sword is really good.

After a short time, the sky and the earth are full of swords. The light of endless swords soars into the sky and spreads into a path. On ten thousand swords, the figure in white rises up with the sword. Hunting in white is like a sword immortal coming to the world, which makes people dare not look directly at him.

"Swordsman, are you challenging me?"

The old man in grey looked at the young man in white in front of him and said faintly.

"Why not?"

Sword two right hand empty grip, a broken sword from the barren City fly out, into the hands, in an instant, all directions cloud move, a sword light gallop forward, cut to come from the alien old man.

"Young people who don't know the greatness of heaven and earth."

The old man in grey raised his hand, and the huge evil spirit surged out. It was so terrible that the light of swords burst to pieces, and it was hard to cross the barrier of heaven.

"One sword"

with two strokes of the sword, one body of the sword will soar, and the sword on the sword will bloom.

"Wanjie"

once upon a time, the sword reached the peak and reappeared its peerless style. The light of the sword broke through the air and cut off the magic fire in the sky, bringing a faint light to the world.

The two moves are pounding, but the second hand of the sword is broken, the sword reappears cracks, a waterfall of blood splashes, the swordsman retreats several steps, the white clothes are dyed red, and one move is injured.

"Your sword can't stop defeat."

In the fierce evil spirit, the old man in grey looked at the sword man in front of him and sneered.

"Sword style"

in the void, there is no change in the two faces of the sword. The Yuan Dynasty protects the sword, and the sword is invisible. In a moment, on the land of China, the meaning of the sword spreads endlessly. Where the sword comes, it becomes the world of the sword.

"Wanjian emperor"

in the world of sword meaning, the light of swords soars to the sky, and wanjian circles the sky, turning into a storm of sword clouds, covering the cold moon for nine days.

In a flash, thousands of swords broke through the air, shocking the world and the whole China.

It's like the battle in which the sword of the barren City challenged the gods in the past. Looking from both eyes, we can see that the heaven and the earth are all swords, and the sword's meaning is infinite, and the sword's spirit is infinite.

What is the limit of sword, what is the peak of Tao? In the war of war, each can show his ability on the top.

Although the old man in grey has the absolute advantage in blocking the continuous sword light, he does not dare to be careless in the face of the swordsman's life and death attack.

"Sword style"

"killing immortals"

it is the only one on the sword. The two swords point to the sword at the same time. The whole body is full of blood and Qi. In the dim light and the void, an ancient stone sword appears. The ancient myth of killing immortals comes to the world again.

Seeing this, the old man in grey clothes looks slightly solidified. He raises his hand to condense his Qi. He is full of demons, and the image of a powerful and incomparable giant devil appears. He slams down with a heavy fist to meet the sword of killing immortals.

When thunder strikes, heaven and earth move.

"Er"

a spatter of blood dyed the night red. The retreating swordsman, all dressed in white, dyed vermilion. The irreversible gap of cultivation makes this fight against immortals more and more fierce.

"Yila"

suddenly, there was a slight tearing sound of clothes and silk, and the old man in gray clothes was injured for the first time with his clothes cracked and a waterfall of blood splashing on his chest.

"You are very good."

The old man in grey looked at the wound on his chest that was cut by the sword Qi. A touch of appreciation flashed on his cold face. He said calmly, "surrender, I will spare your life."

In the void, Jian Er didn't answer. He looked down at the desolate city with an imperceptible smile on his face. Master and elder martial brother, this sword is for your instruction.

"A sword"

the final sword is not drawn, and the meaning of the sword has spread rapidly. In an instant, the heaven and earth sink, the whole land of China shake violently, and the mountains and rocks fly up, which is invisible in the sky.

The old man in grey has a feeling. He has a slight look and doesn't dare to hesitate any more. His figure flashed by. He takes hold of Ning yuan and roars to the former's heart.

All of a sudden, his body was full of scarlet. However, the body of the swordsman was still, with the intention of a sword, climbing to the peak of his life.

"No regrets"It's close at hand, and the final move is magnificent. The dazzling golden sword light cuts down, cutting away all the evil. In the hand of the swordsman, the broken sword can't inherit the magnificent sword meaning, and quickly fade.

The old man in Grey's face changed. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

In the cold night, it is like the sun shining on the world, breaking through the darkness and bringing infinite light to the world.

"Sword two!"

At this time, in the distance, a figure in plain clothes came quickly. When he saw the shocking scene in front of him, his eyes suddenly shrank.

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