Chapter 1582

ZIWEIXING, darkness comes, ningfan and Yueling break the border at the same time and join the war.

The thunder all over the sky, like a thousand years of surging, shocked the world.

In the void, Ning fan wields his sword to kill the God of pestilence.

A simple sword move is not exquisite. However, the God of pestilence does not dare to be careless in such an ordinary sword move.

At the same time, the spirit of the moon shows its amazing power. It is surrounded by the white light of the moon. It turns all kinds of methods and determines the universe.

Although it was the first time for them to cooperate, they had a tacit understanding, as if they had known each other for thousands of years.

At the beginning, the two men were defeated by the powerful power of the God of plague. However, with the continuation of the war, their fighting power increased rapidly and their cooperation became more and more tacit.

Unexpected variables, the world Tianzun looked at the war in the two, heart surprised.

The strength of these two people is actually stronger and stronger.

"Nine secluded swallows the sky, the dark comes!"

In the stalemate of the war, outside the war, women often drink deeply, and the evil spirit around them is surging, shaking the world.

In the shocked eyes of the public, the woman often rises up in a monstrous flame all over her body. In her hand, a black long gun appears.

In the twinkling of an eye, the girl often flashed by, with a long gun.

Extremely fast speed, even more amazing than thunder, God of plague's face slightly changed, raised his hand hard to block the black spear.

There was a great shock, the sky was heavy and the earth was covered, and the dark breath and evil Qi were pounding violently, shaking the nine stars.

At the same time, outside the war, an arrow came through the air and shot at the God of plague's chest.

Arrow light close, God of plague around the dark breath surging, block the killing.

After a wave of offensive, I saw the scene change between heaven and earth, the spread of landscape and ink painting, the white water sword of Heishan, cutting to the God of pestilence.

"The cooperation is not bad, but you will still be defeated."

The God of pestilence raised his hand to block the light of the sword. His figure moved and the dark air rose. He fought back in an all-round way.

In the war, Ning fan came forward, and his sword was full of energy, sharp and ruthless.

"It's just a sword. I want to hurt you too. It's naive!"

The God of pestilence put his fingers together and clamped the sword. He immediately used his fingers to break the sword.

Aftershock, Ning fan mouth red, even back a few steps.

In the rear, the moon spirit comes forward, and the two figures crisscross. With one palm, Ning fan's figure sweeps out again.

The sword Qi rises again, its sharp edge shines on the eyes, and it stabs the God of plague in the chest.

After a series of attacks, the God of pestilence didn't touch hard, and stepped to avoid one sword after another.

The five sages in the world join hands, and the offensive is continuous. They are as strong as the God of pestilence, and they are hard to get away for a while.

It's hard to divide the war situation. In the war situation, the five heroes in the world are pushing their fighting power to the limit, besieging the source of darkness.

In the capital of Wu Dynasty, Zhu Fu, whose keel was destroyed by Ning fan's sword, lies on the bed, but his eyes open at the moment.

"The Lord is awake."

On one side, the maid who is in charge of taking care of Zhu Ye looks surprised and shouts.

In the mansion, the doctor rushed to see Zhu ye and frowned.

Zhu Hou's body is healing automatically.

On the void, the dark atmosphere diffused from the war situation, flying to every corner of the world.

Zhu Ye's whole body, with the dark breath into the body, the injury of the back keel slowly healed, shocking.

Before long, on the bed, Zhu Ye got up and looked at the sky with her eyes shining.

"Help me out."

Zhu Ye opens his mouth.

"Yes

On one side, the maid came forward, carefully helped Zhu Hou in front of him, and walked out together.

In the sky, the war was fierce. However, under the shelter of the gods, the aftershocks did not spread to the world.

However, the dark atmosphere of ZIWEIXING is becoming more and more intense.

Zhu Ye stood in the courtyard, looking at the sky, eyes slowly.

Good familiar power, good powerful power.

In the void, the God of plague felt something.

This feeling, it's him!

He's not dead yet!

A short absence, in the war, Ning fan's figure flashed by, his two fingers combined, and his sword Qi broke through the darkness.

"Eh!"

The sword Qi enters the body, the God of pestilence hums in his mouth, and steps back.

"Presumptuous!"

The God of pestilence came back to his senses. His face sank and he threw his hand to fight back.

The dark forces are pressing for life. In the rear, the women often come forward and meet them with one hand to block the killing moves.

With a roar, the darkness and evil spirit hit again, and the rumble and vibration resounded all over the world. The female figure often retreated a few steps, and her mouth turned red.

Within a short distance, Ning fan had a deep drink, and the whole body of the sword was urged to penetrate into the body of the God of pestilence.

The sword will impact, and the God of pestilence will step back. There will be a violent concussion of the dark breath in his body.

Together, the source of darkness is the first sign of defeat.At this time, outside the battle situation, the falling stars are full of bows, and a black arrow light appears.

The black arrow light, full of destructive power, constantly devours the aura between heaven and earth. In an instant, the arrow light breaks through the air and roars out.

In front of the God of pestilence, the arrow light bumps into the dark atmosphere, and the two forces collide with each other.

Before the black arrow light was blocked, at the critical moment, in the war situation, the white light of the moon diffused, and the dark power in front of the God of plague was removed.

Suddenly, the black arrow light flew by, straight into the God of plague's chest.

"Eh!"

An arrow penetrates the body, blood sprays all over the sky, the God of pestilence snorts in his mouth, and retreats at his feet.

"Not enough!"

The black arrow light scattered into the body by the God of plague is full of dark breath, which can quickly repair the injury.

Undead and indestructible body, in the body of pestilence, the wound quickly recovered. In a twinkling of an eye, the arrow wound had healed completely.

"No!"

At this time, the God of plague's face suddenly sank. He looked at the healed chest, and his face turned pale.

The arrow is poisonous!

"Have you found out? It takes me a lot of time to break your immortal body." Outside the war situation, the setting star looks at the God of plague in front and says sarcastically.

Words did not fall, only the God of plague chest, wound suddenly appeared again, as if in the chest opened a hole, shocking.

The poison of eroding bones is extremely poisonous. It constantly nibbles at the flesh and blood of the God of plague and strengthens itself.

"A small skill of carving insects!"

The God of pestilence snorted deeply, and the dark breath in his body was winding around, trying to dispel the poison of bone erosion.

However, the human respect will not give it a chance.

In the war situation, a beautiful shadow passed by, the moon was white, and the palm fell on the chest of the God of plague.

The moon is white and bright, and the dark breath of the God of pestilence will disappear.

Without the suppression of the dark forces, the bone corroding poison in the God of pestilence began to spread and grow again.

At the same time, in the back yard of Zhu's house, Zhu's eyes closed and stood still, swallowing the dark atmosphere between heaven and earth bit by bit.

From the day after tomorrow to the congenital, then to the immortal, the world of mortals, and then to the realm of heaven, Zhu Ye's breath soared, fast and unbelievable.

With the rapid rise of Zhu Ye's breath, the dark power of pestilence in the sky and war situation is rapidly weakening, and the consumption is more and more intense.

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