This war has attracted worldwide attention.
Because a hundred soldiers have already appeared!
The cloud and rain sword is very famous, and the area of cloud and rain is known to all.
In the previous battles, Saint Lun obviously had reservation and never used the land of clouds and rain, but even so, it still suppressed the powerful mountain pass and blue solitary dream.
This time, Saint Laurent directly used the cloud and rain field, and in many people's eyes, the battle was coming to an end.
In the city, many of them had previously denounced Saint Lun's existence, but now they have begun to celebrate in advance. Those who can win and make a lot of money are certainly not stingy with their praise.
Many old people are also talking about the history and past of cloud and rain sword to their younger generation.
However, at this time, a purple light broke through the clouds and rain and rose into the sky, like a purple gold Optimus standing between the heaven and the earth.
Shengbing mountain is still shaking, and countless holy soul soldiers submit to it.
Seeing the purple and golden light and shadow, many people's faces have changed.
Mirror spirit's eyes, there is a ray of light, the corner of the mouth emerged a shallow smile, "it's really you."
The master of the four mountains was also slightly stunned, and then he felt thoughtful.
There was an uproar in the city. I don't know what happened.
After a long time, an old voice sounded, "it is said that hundreds of years ago, there was a mysterious weapon that came to challenge the cloud and rain sword, but it did not succeed. And that weapon, the light that blooms out, seems to be the light of purple and gold. "
As soon as the news came out, there was an uproar. Did the original weapon come back?
On purple Chen's body?
In the field of cloud and rain, Zichen looked at the black stick in his hand and was stunned. At the previous moment, it seemed that it contained countless anger, and nearly two-thirds of the lines on the body surface had been lit up, making the long black stick completely turned into purple gold, and broke through the cloud and rain field at one stroke.
But the price is not small, consumed the great strength of Zichen.
At present, the light of purple gold can not be extinguished for a long time.
Zichen looked up at the sky, and looked around, countless clouds and rain gathered, but did not dare to move forward.
And, at the moment, from the long stick, the emotion is very excited.
Like Zichen on Saint Lun, this is the enemy of life.
Zichen, who was slightly stunned, failed to seize the opportunity to leave. He saw the purple gold stick shadow above his head, which was rapidly converging, and was finally covered by the cloud and rain.
Around the dense fog gathered again, the light rain appeared, with a heavy feeling.
But Zichen did not have the slightest annoyance, after knowing the extraordinary long stick in his hand, he had the confidence to defeat Saint Lun here.
Clouds rolling, raindrops such as arrow rain, roaring toward Zichen.
In front of Zichen, the spirit shield reappears.
He raised his shield to the sky, countless lights bloomed, and there was a real curtain of light falling down, protecting Zichen in the middle.
The arrival of the arrow rain has caused countless ripples in defense.
Zichen stands in the light curtain, the eye is staring at the front, the spirit incomparably concentrates.
At present, the cloud belongs to a special power, which separates Zichen's sight line and his soul power perception.
This is also why the long stick used force to tear open this space. This is a sign to Zichen to put the battlefield outside, because in this cloud and rain region, Zichen and it are the party that suffers losses.
But Zichen didn't care.
In other words, after knowing the extraordinary long stick, he decided to defeat each other here.
The long stick is shaking slightly, and the lines on it are also illusory and vanishing, which seems to convey a certain message.
Zichen said in a low voice: "I don't know what kind of gratitude and resentment you have with that sword. What I want to say is that you are extraordinary. We don't need to be afraid at all. If we want to win, we will win squarely. We are here, in this land of clouds and rain, to defeat them thoroughly
It seems to understand the words of Zichen, the long stick no longer trembles, the light on its surface becomes brighter.
At this time, a sword light broke through the cloud and appeared from behind Zichen.
Zichen did not move, let this sword approach.
The cloud was shaken open, and the sword was blocked by the spirit shield.
The light on the surface of the shield is changing, and the protection is also distorted.
The cloud and rain sword disappeared.
It's like a snake in the dark. It doesn't give anyone time to fight back.
At the moment in the city, to see that the purple gold stick shadow disappeared, the cloud and rain area healed again, all the people who bet on Saint Lun, this was a sigh of relief.
As long as the area of cloud and rain still exists, the cloud and rain sword is the strongest.
Because it itself is the soul soldier from the holy soldier mountain. Now fighting in the holy soldier mountain, it naturally occupies the absolute home advantage.
"It should be the weapon that was defeated in those years. Unexpectedly, it came back again. No wonder we didn't see the baptism of one or two floors before. It seems that at that time, Zichen's vision in Shengbing mountain may not be caused by the accompanying spirit shield. Maybe it's because the spirit soldiers sensed the return of the challengers in those years, which caused the visionOutside the gambling house, an old man who did not know his age shook his head and sighed, "but it is too impatient to challenge the cloud and rain sword when it comes. In recent years, it failed and disappeared, but the cloud and rain sword has been kept warm in the holy mountain, until now it has recognized the Lord again. It is clear at a glance which is stronger or weaker. "
The audience around him nodded in agreement.
The shadow of the purple gold stick was like a flash in the pan. At present, clouds and rain once again dominate everything. Of course, they believe Saint Lun will be the final winner.
This time, it's a foregone conclusion to make a lot of money!
Although she shan's younger brother was a little worried this time, she didn't say anything more, because there were too many turning points. Before the last moment, any result might appear.
People can't see what happened on the battlefield. They can only wait by their own guess.
At this time, the battle was extremely dangerous.
The light of the spirit shield held up by Zichen has been attacked several times. Even if it is of extraordinary quality, it has been about to persist.
Zichen holds the stick in his right hand, and still has no hand.
Because he didn't know where Saint Lauren was.
However, he had begun to accumulate strength. The lines on the long stick in his hands were lit up one by one, and in the light of the light, in addition to the thunder, sometimes there were purple and gold lights.
Sword light comes again, carrying the power of clouds and fog in this area, which is extremely strong and terrible.
With a crack, the defense of the shield was broken, and the light on the shield was dimmed.
Lingdun was hurt a lot, Zichen put it away.
If you use it again, you will lose more than you gain.
This time, his whole body was unprotected and exposed to the clouds and rain.
Looking at this scene secretly, Saint Lun launched a new attack without hesitation.
Feeling the change of airflow and dense fog around, Zichen closed her eyes.
The sword light appears on the side of the body, like a poisonous snake attacking, and instantly approaching.
At the same time, Zichen turned around and faced the sword spirit with the force of shock.
With a puff, before the sword light arrived, the sword spirit had pierced Zichen's chest.
Blood gushed.
Zichen opened his eyes, his eyes cold and merciless, full of strong killing.
The sword light retreated quickly and disappeared in the clouds again.
In this field of cloud and rain, Saint Lun occupies the advantage of the Bureau, and naturally does not want to fight with Zichen.
At this time, open the eyes of the purple Chen hand.
More than two-thirds of the lines on the black stick in his hands were bright, and the whole stick turned purple and gold.
The stick began to tremble.
He went forward with one stick.
Stick up, stick down!
There is a clear purple gold stick shadow between heaven and earth, just like a blade that opens the sky, and directly divides the whole space into two.
One stick breaks the field.
At the end of the space, it's where Saint Lauren is.
He retreated, wide eyes, watching the stick shadow approaching, head and fall.
There was a huge bang.
On the earth, there is a crack thousands of feet long.
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