Chapter 1715

"Help me block it, and share half of the things with you." Tu Yixian was at the critical moment.

He is accepting all the things of his previous life, the will of the Immortal King, the particles of time and space.

The white bone trembled in the air, and all the immortal will and space-time particles in the body turned to Tu Yixian.

Tu Yixian's breath became stronger and stronger, more and more like Xianjun.

"Ouyang sword." Ding Yi gives a loud drink, reaches out his hand and stops Ouyang's famous sword with one blow.

He deliberately conceals himself and uses ordinary boxing skills. He doesn't even use a billion particles. Bang bang, he fights with Ouyang's famous sword. At the same time, Ouyang's wife also blocks Su Tian's painting.

"Wu Tian, who are you going to help? You are under the command of Zhongzhou Zhiyuan Xianjun. You are here to kill an immortal." Ouyang's famous sword is furious.

"Ouyang Tang wanted to kill me first, and you supported him. Didn't you see that they shot at me just now?"

"The enmity between you and Ouyang Tang is the enmity of your own people. Go out and kill Tu Yixian first. Don't let him become immortal king." Ouyang's famous sword is impatient and angry. He thinks Ding Yi is good at pinching and softening persimmons. Unexpectedly, he can't push Ding Yi back after several moves.

Turning to see, Mrs. Ouyang also blocked Su Tian's painting and yelled.

"Traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor

Ouyang famous sword banbu Xianjun's strength is roaring: "sword bone from heart, fate reincarnation --- chop --"

A sword like destiny rises out of the air, just like the river of destiny, flowing eastward. Suddenly, Ding Yi's eyes are full of flowers, and many past events come to mind.

All kinds of life, different destiny, the past are wandering in the heart.

Ouyang's famous sword is a sword made of bones. This sword is a holy artifact. I don't know what kind of bones it is. The breath of fate is flowing on it.

"Immortal King's bone." Oh, my God.

It's a magic weapon made of Xianjun bone.

Ouyang's famous sword has a magic weapon made of immortal's bone.

This is the once famous Immortal King of destiny.

I don't know if this immortal king of destiny was the Immortal King before the Immortal Emperor of several generations.

It may be the Immortal King in the time when Fangcha was the Immortal Emperor. It's not old like that.

In the present fairyland, perhaps only chaos immortal can compete with him.

This kind of ancient Immortal King, also don't know how to find his body by Ouyang famous sword, and then make bones into magic weapon.

As soon as the sword was cut out, it immediately carried the power of fate.

"You are destined to die." Ouyang's famous sword can cut the fate of others.

He drank loudly and poured into his immortal power of destiny. The light on the sword wrapped Ding Yi like a river of destiny.

Ding Yi suddenly felt a tremor in his body and heart. It seemed that he was destined to die today.

"What kind of life?" Ding Yi's face changed suddenly and strode forward: "my life is up to me, not up to heaven."

"Boom" the blood in his body is surging, the particles are exploding, and a billion stars are dancing with the sky: "you think you are the reincarnation of the Immortal King of destiny, and you want to control my destiny. Have you ever seen what your own destiny will be like?"

Ding Yi punches in the roar.

"Immortal fist"

My heart will last forever.

Who can cut off my life? My destiny is to live forever.

"It's - what kind of boxing it is." Ouyang sword in the eyes, the dead out of the body.

He never imagined that one day he would see such terrible boxing.

Ding Yi's fists are together. In the torrent of fate, it seems that there is a road to longevity.

Ding Yi is not submerged by the torrent at all. He stands on the road of Changsheng. No matter how turbulent the torrent of fate around him is, he is as steady as a mountain and moves towards Changsheng step by step.

From the perspective of Chinese mythology, Ding Yi has jumped out of the three realms and is no longer in the five elements.

"How can it be, how can it be, there is no such unparalleled boxing in fairyland heaven."

Ding Yi's immortal fist is shocking. What's more shocking is that he fights banbu Xianjun empty handed.

Not only Ouyang's famous sword was shocked, but also Mrs. Ouyang, who was fighting Su Tian's painting.

He's just in the middle of Shengxian. He's fighting banbu Xianjun empty handed.

When he's promoted to Shengxian, can he get it? Isn't it possible to fight Xianjun?

It's impossible.

In the history of fairyland, it took a lot of days to kill the enemy when they were under the Immortal King.

However, once you get to Xianjun, you will never have the concept of leaping over the level to kill the enemy.

It is impossible for people below Xianjun to kill Xianjun.

Even if Xianjun is defeated, he can escape easily.

However, in Ding Yi, Mrs. Ouyang has already seen the supreme momentum that can kill Xianjun.

It's overwhelming, it's destructive, it's unparalleled.

For a moment, Mrs. Ouyang's unswerving determination to chaos immortal suddenly wavered.

"Animal, what kind of elixir did you eat?" Ouyang's famous sword also thinks that Ding Yi has eaten some elixir. In the wild cry, bang, their fists and swords intersect, and the sky falls apart.

Ouyang sword saw his destiny broken, separated and turned into numerous tributaries.

"Collapse" his magic weapon "fate sword bone" collapsed in the air, and cracks appeared on it.

Ouyang's famous sword couldn't be grasped at all. The sharp sword broke through the air and hit the left wall with a clank.

But his half step Xianjun's strength is stronger than xuanbuhou's. boom, Ding Yi also flies back, plops, and heavily bumps into the wall on the other side.

The two men are equal in this move.

However, Ding Yi is empty handed and Ouyang's famous sword is sword. Generally speaking, Ding Yi is better.

This famous Ouyang sword is more powerful than xuanbuhou, but unfortunately, it's not my opponent.

Ding Yi stands up wobbly from the ground. His breath is exactly the same as just now. 100000 particles are blooming in the starry sky, and infinite energy is gathering in his body.

"Sword." Ouyang's famous sword waved in the air, and the fate bone sword on the wall flew back to his hands.

He took the sword, majestic, standing in the wind, suddenly, pounced, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the sword.

It turns out that he has been injured by Ding Yi.

But the blood spurted up, and the fate bone sword began to flow like a river.

Destiny fairy King's will seems to come to him from the dark.

"I was forced to sacrifice my fate with blood, Wu Tian. Even if you die under my sword, it's a glorious thing for your whole life." Ouyang's famous sword is playing the sword. It seems that he is releasing all sorts of secrets in the sword, so that he can see a trace of Ding Yi's destiny in the secrets.

"Enough, stop fighting." Just as Ouyang's famous sword was ready to offer another killing move, Tu Yixian in the distance finally spoke.

Everybody turn around and look.

I see the bones of the Immortal King who once fell from heaven. With a bang, they suddenly turn into ashes.

At the same time, Tu Yixian's figure suddenly became tall, like a meteor falling from heaven and earth, with the power to destroy everything.

The whole fairy house is in turmoil, excitement and singing.

Xianjun returns.

Come back from the sky.

Immortal King, back.

"Ha ha ha ha ha." Tu Yixian's breath was surging and furious at this time. He had been promoted directly from banbu Xianjun to invincible Xianjun.

As long as you let him go out and suffer a natural disaster, he is the real immortal Lord.

After that, like other immortal kings, they can delimit the land as a state and create a great country.

"Ouyang famous sword, you want to kill me. You don't know how to kill me. I'll settle with you when I take over the immortal house completely." Tu Yixian roared and stretched out his hands at the same time.

Clang, clang, clang, hundreds of holy immortal wares on the walls of the immortal mansion flew up one after another to his palm.

The third-order and fourth-order spirit pulse hovering in the hall also flew like a giant dragon, throwing into his body one after another.

They couldn't stop him. Su Tianhua wanted to grab a spiritual vein, but he couldn't catch it at all.

The spirit pulse and live the same, collapse, shake open his palm, finally whoosh all into Tu Yixian's body.

"No, he took the fairy house. Go back." Ouyang's famous sword sees that Tu Yixian has become a fallen immortal. He is in full control of his own immortal house. If he doesn't go out now, it will be difficult to go out later.

"No, I'll let you out." The Immortal King has no time to kill them now. Let them out first.

His mind was moving and roaring. All around him, the sky was falling apart. Everyone felt that the immortal mansion was shaking violently. After a few seconds, the golden light in the immortal mansion was shining everywhere, and everyone's eyes could hardly open.

When we have a close look, we can see the appearance around us.

Bang, bang, bang, everybody's on the ground.

They came out and went back to the island.