The white eagle opened a mouthful of blood, and the blood was mixed with many transparent grains, like gems.
These are his most pure real crystals, but some of them are separated from nature and blood. Following the flow of some heaven and earth, they naturally fall on the body of the square curtain and disappear.
Most of these pictures are invisible, but the three armies and other practitioners in the vast wilderness have perceived it.
These people are astonished, coupled with the performance of the previous battles in the Soviet Union, this means of "swallowing" the real elements of others is no different from the legendary monsters.
However, the atmosphere of the novel on the side of the screen is natural and pure, and even the sacred taste is even in the sword light.
Therefore, these people, even the White Eagle, have a new kind of sentiment, and they associate some things that are not recorded in the classics.
These experiences and sentiments cannot directly translate the things, but they are like some seeds that fall in the hearts of these practitioners.
In the vast wilderness between the three armies of Menghoufu and the thousand dusty mountains, there are naturally other masters. However, even the three eagle join hands have not been able to block the embroidered curtains, and even do not seem to let the square embroidered What hurts, this makes people feel infinitely shocked and even desperate.
From the beginning of the war in the former Mausoleum of the Japanese yen, the world of the practitioners was relatively calm. However, after the Lushan Federation, there was an amazing flash in the world of the practitioners.
Donghu Laojiao’s killing of the Imperial Palace, to the end of today’s Su embroidery screen, the three eagle is broken. If you enter the unmanned world, the practitioners of the world will once again clearly realize that even the seven sects still have a huge gap.
Now the desperate practitioners in these wilderness know that the shots can't change anything, and they can't stop the movement of the square curtains. However, the battles that you see with your own eyes, the seeds that fall in your heart, will definitely cause a lot of future practitioners. Big change.
No one is blocking again, and thousands of dusty mountains are in front of you.
Feeling the swordsmanship in these thousands of dusty mountains, the square embroidered eyes gave great respect, and then he did not hesitate to invest in it.
There are some uncontrollable xins in the wilderness that like to scream.
These people are friends of the Bashan sword field, or the enemies of Yuanwu and Zheng sleeves, but they are either blocked by opponents or have no warfare to approach the dust mountain. In their view, the arrival of the square embroidery screen has been able to Decide on the final outcome of this battle.
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The square embroidered curtain enters the dust mountain circle, and the air machine on his body naturally draws the vitality among the thousands of dusty mountains, causing a strange rhythm in the thousand dusty mountains.
"The square embroidery curtain is here."
Ding Ning immediately perceive such a wonderful rhythm, and said to the long-term Sun Xue and Wutai Guanjian.
At the same time, the enemies in this circle of law also know the arrival of the square embroidery curtain.
It is a mysterious and violent sword that greets the embroidered curtain.
This sword is like a fierce giant, tearing the sky in the world of hysteria.
The square embroidery screen didn't even see the scenery in front of him. The corner of the dusty mountain in front was already broken. This mysterious and violent sword has already sealed all his ways and retreats like a dusty storm. .
Anger itself is a terrible force. It is the soul of this sword. However, when it enters the battlefield, it encounters such a terrible sword. The embroidered curtain has no slight tension. Because of his broken territory, he himself rises with anger.
A stone Buddha-like practitioner is either not angry, angry, and there is little anger.
Therefore, the square embroidery screen is a natural return to a sword.
His sword will be thrown out of the fury of the most respected brother.
With his sword, the air even burned a golden flame, a loud bang, the sword in front of it could not match, like the cloth was torn apart by the sharp tear.
In an incredible scream, the practitioner who issued the sword appeared at the bottom of the pit not far from the square.
The huge pit came from the collision of this sword.
This practitioner is Meng Fangying. His lips and teeth are full of blood. Although he still stands like a cast iron, there is a sound of shock in the body.
Even Meng Jianying, who was hit hard, seems to have reached the limit. However, without any stop, he once again made a scream.
Accompanied by this scream, the sword in front of him was released, and the body gave birth to a new and ruined taste. The power of this sword light is even stronger than the previous one.
This sword is the first of the seven swords of Menghoufu.
This sword not only breaks through the limitations of many of its meridians, but also stimulates stronger forces after being traumatized. The most important thing is that there is still some law of breaking the vitality in the sword, which hinders the strength of the opponent's vitality. .
With the formation of his fierce and Jianguang, a fierce remnant appeared in the dusty mountain on the left side of the square embroidery screen.
This is the old monster in Jiaodong County who was smashed by Ding Ning.
When the surviving real element of her body spurts out, it is impossible for her to suppress the physical injury. The endless blood and even some broken organs have splashed out of her body. .
The last force that was ejected from her body involved the vitality of the Fa, and finally turned into a red-red glow.
This glow is full of a corrupt taste, like the decay of years.
The square embroidery curtain took a deep breath.
He is out of the sword.
There are countless thunders in the dusty mountains.
The thunder did not spread outwards, but instead came to his body.
In front of him, a sword light with a sacred light is illuminated, and then split into two.
A stunned shock.
The remains of the old monster of Jiaodong County shattered into countless pieces, just like many bright petals fluttering in the dust.
The square embroidery curtain fell in a pit hundreds of feet away.
There are countless blood lines on his body, and the red-red glow glows through his skin, giving his body a decadent taste.
Meng Fangying sat down at the bottom of the pit. He looked at the hard-working square embroidery screen. It was all ridiculous except for the shock.
At this moment, he could not understand why the square embroidery screen dared to pick up such a joint attack with him and Zheng Zheng.
Then he began to vomit blood, vomiting blood in a big mouth.
A small, his uncontrollable sword gas hit his heart in the moment, cutting off one of his main blood.
He could not control the spewing of blood in his body.
He only has to vomit blood and is not controlled, just as he has to vomit all the blood in his body.
The blood of the scarlet is full of bitterness in the mouth.
Now he understands.
In the face of the assassination of Fang Cai, the square embroidery screen completed the assassination of him.