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The first God city of Tianguan, which was full of people, suddenly fell into a dead silence. Many people looked at the half kneeling Tibetan king in black, and their expressions were shocked. No one thought that this would happen.

A great venerable who had been awed for thousands of years was killed by the young Daming king town of the contemporary peacock in the western sky. His body shape was slowly weathering into quicksand, which shocked people unprecedentedly and subverted their cognition.

"Black clothes, are you killed by the town first? It seems that I can only go to the era star road by myself and bring back the spirit body of the Lord Hades of the last generation!"

At the moment, the Tibetan king in white slowly opened his arms and allowed the quicksand of those black clothed Tibetan kings to sink into his body, which made his breath soar. Seeing Hongling breaking through the air raid with his sword, he suddenly reversed his sword and threw it.

Boom! Wushuang emperor Zun's body flew back at a faster speed than before. The dark gold dragon blood was suddenly spit out in his mouth. The dark gold dragon scales all over the body were also shaken and most of the thunder on it was extinguished instantly.

"After that, I'll be killed at will, and I'll be killed by the other one!"

The white flower on the other side of the river is rapidly stained with red light. The power interweaved on it makes the flower's divine light become more powerful than ever before, as if life has raised a level of power.

"Hong Ling, be careful. I don't have any extra strength to help you. You can only face the monster in front of you alone!"

Slowly wipe away the blood gushing from the corners of her mouth. The pupil marks of Xiao Qingyao's peacock plume are rapidly fading away, and the divine light in her body is also rapidly declining. Soon, she falls from the state of the great master to the half step grand master, and even the Brahma sword also collapses into a burst of metal streamer.

"Don't worry, elder martial sister. I'll give it to me. You can have a good rest. Don't hurt your foundation any more."

She nodded to Xiao Qingyao, and Hong Ling turned to look at the king of Tibet in white, whose breath was constantly rising all over her body. Her face was extremely dignified, and she obviously felt a terrible threat.

This man's strength is too strong, which is even more terrifying than the previous two separate bodies combined. If there is any reservation this time, Hong Ling believes that he will be killed by this guy. The dizang king, who perfectly integrates the strength of his two bodies, is not a good kind.

He is now far beyond the new great master of matchless emperor Zun. I'm afraid that he is not far away from the power of the supreme emperor. Even if he uses the body of dragon to improve the attack and defense to the extreme, Hongling will not think that he can suppress this person.

"It's too tricky. It's a headache!"

After a little meditation, Hong Ling turned to the sky a little, making the void suddenly a little starlight, lighting up the dark place of silence, and spreading a strong array under its feet.

Twelve sad God swords with different laws are floating up from the array, and a heaven shaking array is arranged in the direction of the clock, which includes the matchless emperor Zun and the king of the earth who holds the sword array for killing immortals, and suddenly bursts out with a huge divine light.

"Sword array? It is also a powerful killing array. It is said that the method of imperial sword of Wushuang emperor is superior to the world. It seems that this is true! "

The last trace of wind and sand is swallowed up. The flowers on the other side of the body in white clothes are changing rapidly. The white flowers are now red and white, dotted with blood stains on the snow-white petals, making these swaying flowers look more miserable.

"It's a pity that although you are a strong sword array, you still lack the accumulation of time. In the eyes of monsters who have survived since ancient times, you are still far from enough to see!"

"King of Tibet, you look good. Since ancient times, heaven and earth have been in rotation, and new generations have replaced old ones. You old monsters have to make way for future generations, don't you?"

He bent down and pressed his hand on the sword array. The Dragon scales around Hong Ling's body were peeling off rapidly at the moment, and they were moving towards the twelve long swords. Each time these bloody scales were attached to the sword body, the swords were in a state of extremely violent sword.

However, in a short period of time, his whole body was dripping with blood, and the whole person was constantly disintegrating and collapsing, which turned the differentiated blood into a Dao Dao blood rainbow and disappeared into the twelve giant swords.

Boom! The vast sword spirit, with the majestic pressure, rolled toward the Tibetan king in white clothes, making many red and white flowers on the other side of the river withered rapidly, which was obviously hit by terror.

"All the eternal things in this world mean that there is no transformation. I don't want eternity, but I want to be stronger, so I'll sacrifice you to the sword."

The great voice sounded in the void, which made the king's face a little ugly. He looked at the twelve huge swords which constantly burst out great killing intention, and then quickly dodged his body shape, avoiding the impact of a streamer.

Without a sound, the void in which this Fengdu strong man lived was suddenly shattered. The sword meaning of killing immortals around his body was also rapidly disintegrating, and could not resist the power of the killing array.

"What a powerful force. Sacrifice yourself to the God of flesh and blood, so that these twelve swords have more powerful power. Your attack technique is really unique!"

When he opened his mouth, he breathed out a turbid breath of blood, and his head suddenly turned around. After birth, his brain replaced the previous face. His vertical pupil gazed at a sad sword, and a burst of glass fire appeared in his pupil.With a bang, the dark golden sword suddenly burst into pieces. It was unable to resist the gaze of the pupils. It was smashed by the eyes that gushed out, making a dull hum in the void.

"Hong Ling, you can't fail!"

Xiao Qingyao stood in the air at the moment, watching the war from a distance, hoping that Hongling could win, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

At the next moment, the fragments of the long sword that had been smashed suddenly went back to the scene. The huge sword was rebuilt like wind and snow, which made the array run again.

Seeing this scene, Li Tong, the king of Tibet, obviously didn't expect the sword array to have such strange power. However, he was only surprised and would not be afraid of it.

Suddenly, he stepped into the air and swept away the sword towards the array eyes. The flowers on the other side of the body of the king of Tibet were spreading rapidly in the void. From the stamens, the sharp sword tips of Zhuxian sword pierced through the void.

Ignoring many flowers on the other side who were strangled by the sword array, the king of Tibet suddenly reversed the sword and stabbed it hard at the eye of the array. His majestic light made the marks on the sword flow along with it and smashed the dark gold sword array with a bang.

An indescribable shock wave surged around, and the scores on the array were disintegrating. Even the twelve giant swords were breaking rapidly, which was obviously unimaginable damage.

"It's too strong. This sword array was enough to kill me. It's so weak in front of the Tibetan king's attack. Can Hong Ling really suppress this man?"

The peacock Daming King clenched his fist and wanted to kill the Tibetan king with Hong Ling. However, in her current state, she would be kind enough to help. She could only look at the war in a daze.

With a bang, the whole sword array broke into pieces in an instant, and the dark gold metal flakes quickly condensed into the matchless emperor's statue in white, which made the vertical pupil of dizang King freeze and make the figure freeze in the air.

Puff, the sharp point of Zhuxian sword, which quickly broke through the sky, penetrated Hong Ling's chest. It not only penetrated the scales on his chest, but also peeped out from behind his spine. There were scarlet blood drops on the tip of the sword.

"You are still too weak under the emperor Wushuang. It's ridiculous to want to replace the old with a new generation!"

Suddenly he pulled out the sword. The king of Tibet looked at Hong Ling, who was still indifferent. His wrist was slightly gentle. He again handed the sword to the man's heart. He wanted to kill him completely.

Keng! A bright spark suddenly appeared, but it was a hand full of scales. Now, it quietly grasped the body of Zhuxian sword, and let the sharp blade cut it into two blood mouths.

"Ridiculous, but I don't think so. Only you, the king of Tibet, will be so persistent in the glory and rules of the past. Unlike you, I will focus on the future."

Suddenly, he grabs his free left hand forward. Hongling Longhua's paws burst through the body protecting God Xi of the dizang king with a hissing sound, allowing many other flowers to eat his own flesh and blood, but the sharp Fingerbone stabbed the vertical pupil flashing on the back of the man's head with a bang.

"Ah..."

The king of Tibet cried out miserably, but he didn't expect that Hong Ling's attack would be so strong. He was clearly pierced by himself. How could he still burst out far beyond his own strength?

"Surprised? This claw of mine is a fatal blow only when it gathers the strength of the whole sword array. I think it is enough to make you suffer a little bit! "

Suddenly, she pulled her hand back. Hongling grasped a broken pupil between her bones and claws. There was a huge divine light in her palm, which quickly condensed into a mysterious mantra, and sealed the vertical pupil, which made the scream of dizang King more and more shrill.

He did not expect that Hongling only destroyed half of the vertical pupil, neither destroyed it nor allowed it to heal itself. Instead, he sealed it with a powerful mantra, which made the Fengdu strongman lose his square inch instantly.

Most of his strength comes from the vertical pupil at the back of his head. Now that he has been gouged out, he not only has a deep pain in his heart, but also has lost most of his strength. He will soon be unable to maintain the state of great respect.

"Wushuang emperor respects Hongling. Don't go too far. Let go of my pupils. We can have a good talk. Otherwise, I will be reborn in another year, and I will surely take your life!"

Knowing that the defeat had been decided, the king of Tibet was suddenly afraid. He did not dare to continue to fight. He could only turn his head around again and coldly looked at the emperor in white in front of him.

"At this point, are you threatening me?"

As soon as she raised her eyebrows, Hong Ling suddenly opened her eyes and swallowed her mouth, which made zizang King's face stiff. She looked at him in disbelief, and seemed to have not responded.

"Well, it tastes good, but the king of Tibet, your blood is a little old. It's not delicious!"

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