The green sword body has not opened its front.

The breath is extremely frightening.

The sword light just now did not cut people apart, but smashed them into pieces.

A young man, slowly out of the chamber, appeared in front of the public.

It is Ning Chen.

He finally made the sword.

In the future, with the integration of various materials and swallowing various forces, it will continue to grow and become stronger and stronger.

Just now,

If Ning Chen had something to do in the cultivation chamber, he would directly give out the sword and try the power of the sword embryo.

The results are very satisfactory.

Although it is only a sword embryo, it has not opened the front, but its power is amazing.

"From then on, you are called dust sword!"

"From the mortal world, it will be supreme."

At this time, ningchen has come to Xiaoqin.

He stroked the sword embryo gently, like a lover whispering.

At this point,

Ning Chen finally had a sword of his own.

This sword has its own name.

He reached out his hand and grasped the handle of the sword, and there was a sense of resonance.

The sword child is happy, as if to Ning Chen's name, extremely satisfied.

The sword is in hand,

Ning Chen looks at the visitor.

"She was right. You've missed the chance to leave alive."

Ningchen light tunnel.

In addition to receiving sacrifices, these people also wanted him to kneel and lick. These people thought he was the master of the spiritual cultivation house, so easy to bully.

"Boy, you are too arrogant."

"Do you know that not only will you die, but also a group of spiritual and ghost monks will be buried with you."

"This bloody scene in the ancient city of wasteland is due to your resistance."

Demons and the strong of the upper world, coldly speaking.

The rest of the ghost monks and spiritual practitioners, hearing these words, turned pale.

Although they were shocked by Ning Chen's means, they could not be rivals of the devil's house and the upper boundary palace.

In the end, it is inevitable that he will die.

Many ghost practitioners and spiritual practitioners don't want to be buried with ningchen.

"Young man, you are too selfish to do so."

"You are not afraid of death yourself. You want to die. You can, but please don't take us to the funeral?"

"Now you kneel down and apologize, and beg the demons and the adults in the upper world to open up in vain."

"We don't want to be implicated in you. You can pity us, OK?"

A group of ghost practitioners and spiritual practitioners opened their mouths to Ning Chen Dao.

They are really going to kneel and lick the demons and the people in the upper world.

Ningchen has no obligation to live for such people.

Whether they live or die, what does it have to do with themselves?

At first,

Ning Chen was going to give them a hand.

As a result, they were ungrateful and even came to blame him.

"Boy, do you hear me? "

" this is the will of your own people. If you don't kneel down for me and hand over the sacrifice, you will die to thank you! "

The demons and the strong men of the upper world yelled again.

They had a mocking look on their faces.

Because now these ghost and spiritual monks are on their side.

This young man can't turn the sky in the ancient city.

Poof!

But Ning Chen was too lazy to say a word more and directly urged the sword fetus.

All the demons and the strong men in the upper world all died.

"Come on, let's get out of town."

The sword body has been refined. The goal of coming here has been achieved. There is no need to stay.

What's more.

These spiritual monks and ghost monks don't welcome them!

"After killing the demons and the people in the upper world, do you still want to go?"

"Boy, what do you think this is?"

However, Ning Chen just walked in the spiritual cultivation house, and his figures flew into the sky and fell around.

It's the elite from the devil's house and the upper realm palace.

There are thousands.

Surround all around, cut off ningchen any retreat.

"Are you sure you want to stop me?"

Ning Chen asked indifferently.

"Not to stop you, but to kill you."

The strong man of the devil's house and the upper bound Palace said coldly.

According to the words,

someone has already killed Xiang ningchen.

These people are not weak, many of them have reached the little magic saint and the small holy land.

If it had been,

before, Ning Chen would have needed to use the Spirit Storm skill to have the power of World War I.

But now they are dust ants in

holy land.

Ning Chen hands the dust sword, gently sweep.

Those who do it will be destroyed.Ning Chen's action is more than one, take the initiative to attack.

He took nine steps against the spirit.

The figure twinkled in the surrounding void.

Poof, poof, poof!

Then,

people saw a scene of horror.

They saw that Ning Chen used his sword body as an iron stick.

Suddenly appeared in the devil and the upper world strong side, a sword shot.

Whether it's the devil or the strong in the upper world, they all explode and explode into a piece of blood mist.

From their spirits,

the ghost swallowing banners covered in the void were swallowed up.

Ningchen's sword foetus,

is even more magical. After breaking up these demons and strong men in the upper world into blood mist, they were absorbed directly.

There is no change in a short period of time.

But if enough blood mist is absorbed in the future, it will change.

You know.

Before the blood mist dissipates, it is the essence and cultivation of a person.

Now, it's all absorbed by the dust sword.

Just 30 interest.

The demons and the strong men in the upper world were all beaten into blood mist by Ning dust, and none of them could be spared.

"Since you must stop me."

"Today, I will follow the way and destroy the evil house and the upper boundary palace of the ancient city."

Ning Chen spoke lightly.

His voice echoed in the ancient city.

I wanted to go straight away. It's all over.

But these demons and the people of the upper world refused to give up, so ningchen would do nothing and wash away the two forces.

Also try the real power of dust sword.

Although the sword has been put out just now,

in fact, Ning Chenyuan did not use all his strength.

I met him before, but I didn't have a qualification to let him play the sword with all his strength.

Kill the devil's house and the upper Kingdom palace, there should be an opponent who can let him fight with all his strength?

Ning dust with such expectations, soon fell in front of the devil's house.

All the people, hearing Ning Chen's words, thought he was joking?

It is not so simple to destroy the devil's house and the upper boundary palace.

The details of the devil's house and the upper boundary Palace are boundless and terrifying.

Ningchen door, must be looking for death.

Boom!

But ningchen was very direct and rough explosion,

as soon as it appeared in front of the devil's house, it fell with one hand.

Palace after palace collapsed.

Then,

a series of figures rose in confusion.

The first is the Seven Magic saints.

They looked at Ning Chen and cried angrily, "boy, look for death!"

While speaking, he has been furious.

Besides, thousands of demons are killed at the same time.

The scene was spectacular.

Ning Chen is alone and helpless.

However, after a column of incense,

ningchen was surrounded by empty people.

Under his feet, there is also a demon saint.

"You, you devil, you have destroyed my mansion. Our boss will never let you go."

The intermediate devil saint who was trampled under his feet cried out in a trembling voice.

Poof!

However, as soon as his voice fell,

Ning Chen had trampled on his head.

At this point,

the whole demon house has been slaughtered.

"Still weak, disappointed!"

"I hope the upper boundary palace will not let me down too much."

Ningchen light tunnel.

While speaking, he has stepped forward to the upper boundary palace.

Next,

is it to be destroyed!

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