Chapter 633

The powerful Qi machine forms a light column and passes the sword King through his chest. Just looking at these mysterious means makes people feel very incredible. However, since such an incredible thing was created by Ye Sheng, it is not so incredible.

Ye Sheng took back the demon bowl and held it in one hand. Looking at the sword king who had no blood, he said coldly: "I should have died. Xinfen didn't kill you. It's OK to die in my hand."

Who is Ye Sheng? He is the leader of the Taoist sect. He is the leader of the whole sect. Naturally, what he knows is not comparable to that of ordinary sages. He has read the 3000 volumes of dengtian tower and Liang has read them for a hundred years, but Ye Sheng has read them all before he entered the cloud. After reading the 3000 volumes, Ye Sheng's understanding of the whole world is the world. Now, it is very likely that the world will usher again A sword fairy!

If there is another sword immortal, the swordsman may surpass Taoism and become the biggest orthodoxy in the world!

It's not exciting.

Some old swordsmen even began to cry.

They have been waiting too long for this day.

"Mr. changgu, it must be done!"

"Mr. changgu, we need you!"

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There are countless words in Luoyang City, but none of them spread to Li changgu's ears.

Li changgu was sitting in the tower of picking stars, with a volume of poetry on his side. The page he opened was a small poem he had just written.

Just four sentences.

The big fish live in the North Sea, the grass and trees are hidden in the green mountains. When the autumn comes to an end, the wind and snow will come back.

Li changgu looked at the strange image of the horizon, slowly stood up, and then said with a soft smile: "Chao Jian Xian, Li changgu does what you trust."

Words fall, boundless sword like a river of stars, all into the tower, stay here for a moment, and then all gush out, surging into the sky.

There is no difference between the three religious monks in their achievements. However, swordsmen have different swordsmanship and different scenes.

For example, at this moment, when the majestic sword spirit rushes into the clouds, it soon becomes a yellow dragon. The Yellow Dragon roars in the clouds, tears open the sea of clouds, hovers in the clouds, and looks at it with extraordinary momentum.

The bitter day on Li changgu's waist is short and trembling slightly. He is very excited. This sword is closely connected with people. If Li changgu becomes a monk of the sea today, his sword will be glorious!

All these visions of heaven and earth have been seen.

Chao Qingqiu stood under the eaves of the house. After looking at it, he did not change his expression. He just said, "if I had left that sword before, I would have been shocked by his sword spirit, and I would add variables."

Who is Chao Qingqiu and what kind of sword spirit he left behind are naturally beyond the comparison of ordinary people.

"Is it ok now?" the woman asked softly

Chao Qingqiu said, "if it's so simple, how can the world be afraid of swordsmen?"

It's hard for a swordsman to practice and break through the environment. It's even more difficult to become a sea.

It's not just because of its own difficulties, but also because of other difficulties.

Toward the green autumn tilt head, looking at the far end, pointing to say: "you see, this is not coming."

The woman is not a friar and can't see the distant scene.

Just vaguely feel that there is a golden light in the sky.

Golden light is a saint.

In addition to the Buddhist master, there is still one person left who has not been to the small garden city.

What happened today is not him, but who else can it be.

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