"Hahaha, after all, you still can't trap me. Now, I'll show you the real strength of the powerful one!" Mieqianhen laughs wildly.

Without the suppression of the seal of Jiulong, Mie Qianchen's momentum is rising rapidly, and a foot high Shenwu servant spirit also appears behind him.

"Go Luo Shui Yi a big drink, then want to explode essence blood spirit.

"Grandmother!" Mu Hanfeng shouts, and his eyes are blurred by tears.

"Eight wasteland, God falls!" At this time, a slender figure came flying like lightning, with a long sword in hand and a combination of man and sword, cutting down in the air with endless anger.

"To die!" Mie qianhen roared and split out with a sword.

After he was seriously injured, he was trapped in the fog source of Beiyuan for nearly a million years. Finally, he was almost recovered. He was trapped in the void by Luoshui Yi, and finally defeated Luoshui Yi. However, he was once again shackled by the Dragon Rising jiuxiao, which was bathed in cold maple. In the void, he had a strong cultivation, but he was always suppressed and couldn't exert his real strength. Today, it's time for me to break away from all the restrictions. How can I pay attention to Mu Hanyan? He's just a low-level practitioner. Can he be better than his powerful one.

Soon, he knew that he was wrong. He was very wrong.

The two swords collided in the air and burst out ten thousand stars.

Bathed in the cold smoke, the figure came suddenly, and then flew back tens of feet to stabilize the body.

Mie Qianchen was trembling all over, and even retreated for several feet.

"The mighty one!" Mie Qianchen's face changed. He looked at the spirit behind mu Hanyan, and there was no slighting on his face.

Although he has been trapped in the fog source of Beiyuan most of the time for so many years, he is not ignorant of the things outside. As far as he knows, due to the incomplete laws, there has been no powerful God for nearly a million years.

Who would have thought that when he got out of the shackles, he met one.

What shocked him even more was still behind him. Just as he stopped and did not fully stabilize his figure, there were two old drinks in his ears:

"holy power, God is coming!"

"God rises, God dies!"

At the same time, the God and the Holy Lord put out their hand, and the two spirits appeared behind them at the same time.

Whether it's conspiracy or despicability, the efforts of the Holy Lord are not in vain after all. With the blood refined from the guardians of the gods, he has even cultivated himself into the realm of divine martial arts.

Mieqianchen didn't expect that three powerful men suddenly appeared in the holy land. Under the attack of the two gods, they didn't even have the chance to escape, so they had to chop again.

However, after being banned for so many years and just getting out of trouble, his strength has not fully recovered. How can he resist the full attack of the two masters of holy land.

Mieqian trace, if struck by lightning, was shocked to fly up, his face became pale.

Before he could breathe, there was another burst of drinking in his ears.

"Heaven and earth, seal the devil!" "Huntian, sword formation!" "Thunder, sword swing!" "Demon sword, heart kill!" "Separation, disillusionment!" "Fury, devil chop!" "Tianlei, QIPO!" "Tianxing, sword dance!" "Xuantian, the sword is broken!" "Tianlin, Shenyu!"

With Feng Qingyu as the leader, Hua Yue and his descendants, who are the guardians of the gods, also take action at the same time.

This time, everyone's sword power, sword potential, are gathered together to form a broken sky sword.

If you know that the strength of one person is no less than that of the two gods, you can imagine how powerful the sword array is.

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