Chapter 1545

On the immortal realm, swords and swords join hands to fight against the darkness. Aman and huazhongdie do their best to fight against the first king of darkness.

The strongest swordsman in the dark world holds a long black sword. Every sword has the power to destroy heaven and earth.

The war is fierce, the sword tacit understanding of the joint, no flaws, two people play out all the strength, want to kill the dark.

However, the strength of the most powerful king of darkness has far exceeded expectations.

In the face of swords and swords, the sky is still at its feet. Its powerful fighting power is shocking.

In the immortal realm, a reclusive heaven in the world has reached a critical moment of cultivation and lacks skills.

In the world of green coffin, Zhiming dreams back to the ancient times, looking for the origin of Zhuxian four swords, but he doesn't know about the outside world.

No one knows the crisis, quietly came.

On the battlefield, the sword is shining, cutting through the darkness and cutting open the light.

In the fierce battle, both of them were dyed red. The sword of the original intention was in advance, and the sword of the magic butterfly was unpredictable. However, the sky was too strong to be shaken!

The sword that anticipates the enemy first suppresses 30% of the opponent's strength. However, even though the sword of darkness is 70% powerful, it is still unmatched.

In the war, the dark sword light passed through the body, and the two women's clothes were dyed red at the same time.

"Is that all?"

Zhongtian looks at the two human women in front of him and says calmly. He turns his palms and leans to the yuan, and the darkness rushes to the sky.

Through the dark light column of heaven and earth, up to heaven, down to Jiuyou.

Xianyu, affected by the dark light column, is rumbling.

Knowing the opponent's strength, Zhongtian didn't want to fight for a long time. He was full of darkness and scared.

In front of him, aman and the butterfly in the flower all look down.

The power of darkness is as heavy as a mountain and oppressive. They stand in the dark, just like duckweed in the rain, and will disappear with the wind at any time.

"Ah man, let's go!" The butterfly in the flower opens its mouth, and the way.

Ah man's face was stunned. After a moment, he recovered and said, "let's go together!"

"I won't go!"

The butterfly in the flower stepped forward and stood in front of him. Looking at the dark king in front of him, he said calmly, "in the world, only you are not affected by the dark forces. In the future, Ning Chen will need your help. Let's go. Don't let my sacrifice be in vain."

Demon butterfly's will to die is unshakable. Aman looks shocked and doesn't want to leave.

"Remember, live!"

The butterfly in the flower wields a knife, and the knife moves across aman and into the immortal realm.

At the next moment, black butterflies are flying all over the sky, covering the sky.

Among the black butterflies in the sky, the evil spirit of the butterfly in the flower is constantly surging. Behind it, the huge black wings open, just like the curtain of heaven, shocking the world.

The shocking scene, in order to stop the dark step, the Magic Butterfly burst out full strength, a blood red long hair dancing with the wind, dazzling.

"Sister butterfly!"

In the immortal realm, tears lingered in aman's eyes. He wanted to help, but he was tied by the Dao Qi and was hard to move.

"Aman, you can see my moves clearly. Ning Chen once learned Dao from me, but his talent is worse. Although diligence can make up for his clumsiness, it can't make up for the deficiency of Tao. However, you are different."

Words sound, in the flower butterfly hand, buries the flower the tear splendor to be more and more glorious, the black knife, the white knife, pours the Yan but dances.

Deep in the immortal realm, the world of the green coffin is dreaming back to the ancient times. Ning Chen's heart suddenly palpitates and his face shows a startled color.

This kind of palpitation feeling, is it!

Above the immortal realm, the Magic Butterfly moves and makes the last dance amazing.

The dancing Magic Butterfly and the dancing double swords are like dreams and changes.

It's amazing to see the extreme meaning on the Dao that we've never seen before. The light of the Dao is coming, and the flame of life is burning all over the starry sky.

The most powerful God of swords, the world was shocked when he danced.

"Knife."

The sky looked at the woman in front, eyes congealed.

What a powerful knife!

The sky waved his sword to block the light of the sword.

The rumble of vibration, resounding through the purple Osmunda star field, spread all over the starry sky.

Close at hand, the sky looked at the woman in front of her eyes, looking more dignified.

It's time to change the way!

With the dancing of the city, the God of the sword startles the world, the butterfly in the flower shines all over the body, and the devil shines brightly, and the body shape becomes more and more illusory.

With a bang, the butterfly in the flower's hand holding the knife urged another 30% of the force to shake back the dark one in front of him.

Three steps away, Zhongtian stopped and retreated for the first time since the war.

According to the eyes, the butterfly in the flower moves again and moves forward. Black and white double knives cut through the dark barrier and force her to come again.

Zhongtian turns back to avoid the light of the sword. At the same time, the long black sword passes by and makes a strong return move.

The butterfly figure in the flower moves over, at the same time, burying the flower turns around and attacks the opponent.

In the world shaking World War I, butterfly in flower shows its amazing fighting power. It is the beginning of Tao and the endless sublimation of cultivation.

At this moment, the butterfly's eyes are as bright as stars, seeing through heaven and earth, just like a monarch, dominating one side.With the help of the power of the Tao, the butterfly in the flower set foot in the realm that the practitioners could not seek, the realm of the monarch, and touched the legendary realm of creation.

In the war, the battle between sword and sword is becoming more and more intense.

Strong, strong to be out of reach, the two monarch realm of the strong war, fight the bright world all lose color.

"It's over!"

The war was fierce, but the sky felt the gradual weakening of human women's power, and a touch of regret flashed in her eyes.

Such an opponent is a pity.

When the black sword is cut down, it can shake the sky. Then the tears of burying flowers will come up, and the sword will fight again.

Boom!

I do not know how many times the collision, Xianyu over the impact of rough waves, a spatter of blood splashed out.

The butterfly in the flower holds the knife's hands, blood spills, so dazzling.

"Eh!"

The butterfly in the flower is in a trance, and its body is not clear. At the end of the Tao, it will finally disappear.

Goodbye!

The butterfly in the flower looks back and looks at the world for the last time. A touch of nostalgia flashed in her eyes.

Elder martial sister is gone. Take care!

The dissipated Magic Butterfly returns to heaven and earth like a star. The flower burying double swords fall from the sky and fall into the immortal realm.

Deep in the immortal realm, in the world of green coffin, Ning Chen's heart is in great pain, and he can't breathe.

Elder martial sister!

In the sky above the immortal realm, the Magic Butterfly disappeared. The sky just moved, and the stars turned into black butterflies, which engulfed the war endlessly.

The last will, the butterfly in the flower scattered everything, the will into every drop of blood, thousands of black butterflies, block the way of the first day of darkness.

Among the black butterflies in the sky, the sky frowns and waves a sword to cut off the road ahead.

In the light of the sword, the black butterfly dissipates for half. However, the dissipated black butterfly is reborn quickly, and the magic is endless. The black butterfly lives forever.

The sky holds the hand of the sword, and the blood drips down. The black butterfly is like the sharpest blade, invincible.

"Even if you die, will you stop me?"

The sky didn't care about the right hand hurt by the black butterfly. His eyes looked at the thousands of black butterflies flying all over his body and said faintly.

The will of human beings is not as unbearable as imagined. This human woman is amazing.

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