The original party only counted the sword. This blue-shirted man first took out the sword and continued to have dozens of swords. It seems that the pressure of the sect is not moving. It can only resist passively and takes up some ō.ńéτ

At this time, as long as it is a person with a clear eye, it can be seen that the real loss. It is this person, not Zong Shou.

The sword in the hand is also gradually decaying.

The gas of dying is not only for the soul, but also for all things.

Zong Shou faintly looked at this Promise and the Taoist, and the two men finally couldn’t help but come forward.

The sword is the soul of the soul, but it is more like a cháo, a thousand miles.

"The Promise of the Road, this is really a long time! Just that good play, the two have been comfortable?"

The killing is like a blade, the cold and cold is filled, and it lingers between this promise neck.

The nameless sword in the hand is even more ‘嗡’, which seems to echo the owner.

The blue-shirter seems to be angry, but it seems that at this time, he is not a defender. To act arbitrarily, it will only lead to unpredictable results, but only to be patient.

As for cultivation, nature is his victory. If you talk about swordsmanship, Zong Shou is beyond him.

That king of martial arts is even more taboo.

If you try your best, this squad can kill him and die.

The promise of the look is a little embarrassing: "The Promise has seen Jun!"

A long way to go, no matter how infinitely, in an incredible tone: "This is only a dozen or so rì, not to the monk's cultivation, actually has to enter the country. It is not a thousand miles, it is not too much. Estimated again It takes only a year and a half to attack the spirits, and the Promise here is a good wish in advance-"

I remember that when I was in the deep lake, the assassination of Zongshou’s response to the spiritual elite was quite difficult and almost degraded.

However, at this time, it is already a good deal.

Zong Shou heard the words and kissed the lips, and then laughed at evil: "Are you threatening to be alone?"

His obstacles to the heavens and the humans, in the cloud world, fear that it is already known to everyone.

I don't know how many people there are. Waiting for him to break through the hurdles.

Speaking of it, the ambassadors of the ruins of the previous rì were similar.

"How dare?"

There is a bit of a heart, but there is some bitterness in my mouth.

If the words are soft, and the face of the Taoist dilemma is broken, Bi Ding will attract the same door to blame.

But if this is too tough, it must be irritating the demon king.

Can be stunned by the cold, I am afraid of the Tao Ling dilemma. Not in this person's eyes. It is impossible. He is also killed here. A small leak will sink a great ship--

After a moment of indulging, the Promise came out of the air: "I don't know if I am a fellow initiate. Where did I offend the monarch? To the point where I want to move the sword?"

"I don't want to be pleasing to the eye!"

In a word. I said a few people in front of me. Zong Shou then laughed again. This sentence is of course just a joke.

"The enemy is currently, lonely and unwilling to be enemies. This is the three continents of Huizhou. That is, it can not be used for orphans, then it must be bloody!"

This mysterious, spiritual, Luotian three ancestors, deep roots in the Huizhou tree. Numerous disciples are here, and they are intertwined in the folk.

If he had any dissatisfaction when he was fully committed to the enemy, it would be like waiting for a knife in his heart.

To fight the night demon, you also need to integrate the power of Huizhou. As a result, this mysterious three. This is the biggest obstacle.

If you can't give a hostage to his army, you can only remove it first.

"It turns out that! I don't want to fight against the night magic, but I don't want to be an enemy of the dry Tianshan."

- At least in the dry Tianshan, before the loss of the night magic, is not going to fight against this crazy man.

One sentence shows the attitude of Dao Ling's dilemma. The Promise then smiles: "How is this? The three sects of Xuan Tong will definitely be within seven ri. Exit Huizhou. So can you reassure the prince?"

See Zong Shou's eyelids are slightly stunned. Wuji knew that the opposite was not satisfied, so he went on and said: "In ten years, my Taoist dilemma and mysterious three, never intervene in Huizhou! Promise will be in the three rì. Please me Lord of the land, send a letter!"

Zong Shou only smiled. He is waiting for this sentence!

With this promise, you can truly feel at ease and fight against the night demon.

He also looked at the cold capital of the Yuan Soul. Zong Shou was a smile of ‘嘿’, and he took a trick and took the gas of death from the soul of the cold. Swinging his sleeves and indicating these people, you can roll.

At this time, the battle on the main island of the cloud has almost settled.

Several large arrows were destroyed. The blood cloud ride has already entered, and Ling Xuan also led the 20th Army Town and boarded the floating island. It is the concentration of troops that will force the enemy forces on the island one by one.

Those soldiers from the cities of Huizhou are okay, and they are already used to the rì son of the city’s head. As soon as several city owners have died, there is no more resistance. In addition to those who are guilty, they are still outside the defense. The rest of the people simply put down their weapons.

Only those Wei Hai, the nearly 600,000 big step ride, a little trouble. It takes a little effort to get it down.

Fortunately, at this time, the victory has already been achieved, and it is not necessary for Zong Shou to care too much.

A faint look at the surrounding, Zong Shou will be the power of the sorrow of the week, all scattered.

Two million yīn souls, also whistling away from him. It’s just that it’s not far away, but it’s lingering over the main island of the cloud.

Behind him, it seems as if a screaming sound is ringing, as if a door is closing.

The code was somewhat disappointing. I looked at the top and finally sighed and regained my gaze.

It seems that I have to ask a few Buddha sorghums to come over here, to do a ritual here, and to surpass these yīn souls.

The heart sighs, and he can do it for those who have died. There are only so many.

At this time, I have a mood and look at myself. This time, the performance of the Sword of the Dead River, I am afraid that this life Yuan, but also a lot of damage.

And the green liquid that dripped into the soul of the sea, and the fire of the green burning in his soul, are extremely doubtful.

The internal vision was thought for a moment, and then it was a slight glimpse. The damage to his vitality in this time was unexpectedly small.

Life is broken, less than half a month. And after the application of this set of swordsmanship, the mind did not appear in the past, the feelings of indifference, unresponsiveness -

Look at the soul of the sea, Zong Shouxian is a loose heart. Although this green fire is like a flame, it does not coincide with the blood of Lu. Then another surprise, this green fire, still burning, filled the square.

Unexpectedly, it is his own soul. At this point, it seems that jīng is pure.

These green fires are also providing him with a huge soul.

In today's rì battle, the consumption in the soul sea is simply negligible!

What is going on here?

Zong Shou suddenly fell into deep thought, knowing himself, or should retreat again and study it carefully.

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After the number rì, within a big account. Zong Shou is just like a singer, looking at the front.

The nameless sword, at this time, the sword was lying across and hovering in front of him.

Zong Shou itself is still in deep thought.

The function of this sword, in his few rì, is about clear,

This sword can be used to turn the soul into a soul. It is not his swallowing of the Yuan Dynasty, it is directly swallowed.

It is used to wash the sword and provide ‘fuel’ for its own master.

The so-called fuel refers to the green liquid that drops into the sea of ​​souls.

And the green flame is burning with it as the source. Not only can help people to forge the soul of the soul, but also provide him with a huge soul.

Zong Shou looked in front of his eyes and saw an iron cage, which was carried by several soldiers and sent to his tent.

Inside the iron cage, there is a seven-order jīng beast that is firmly trapped.

It was Zongyuan’s personal hand, and people sent it here. And like this iron cage, there are more than ten accounts. However, most of the jīng beasts inside have already died.

"Is this one a red flame rat?"

Together with the mind, the unnamed sword in front of Zongshou has already flown into the cage. A sword is nailed in the head of this jīng, and then the aura shines. After a while, I turned back and went to the hands of Zong Shou.

Holding the hilt, immediately a trace of force, following the veins, broke into his gods.

After a while, it was a drop of green liquid, dripping into his soul.

But before a few rì, the thousands of demons were made, and they were much smaller, and sè was also slightly lighter.

The burning flame of the green is far less than that of the rì.

Zong Shou did not care, just waiting for the green flame, filled the soul between the souls. A trace of pure power, overflowing out. This is a genius, a red sè flame, now in his hands.

This is the flame of burning, but at this time, the flame is even more hot.

Even the sect of this fire. At this time, I only felt that my palm was burning.

Zong Shou did not care, still sitting in the same place, quietly perceive this group of red sè flames, even if there is a slight change, not let go.

Until the soul of the sea, the green flame is completely extinguished. This is the time to come back and stop thinking.

"Sure enough! What kind of spiritual gods ~lightnovelpub.net~ can be used to enhance what kind of spiritual method. Red flame rat is a fire jīng beast, good at fire, naturally also makes me burn this inflammation, Power is increasing."

"The more green the green, the stronger the increase! This sword, what is the way?"

Zong Shou only feels a burst of gloom. Who is this kind of strange treasure?

Most of the general magic weapons contain one or two rules, which can only enhance the power of a series of spiritual laws, or have a magical power. Even the top-ranking magic-level spirits, with a number of laws, can not have a half-divided conflict.

But he tried these few rì, this unnamed sword, no matter what kind of spiritual method, can increase!

What kind of spiritual method can be enhanced by absorbing what kind of soul is xìng. If the four or five systems are swallowed at the same time, then it does not matter, but can be enhanced at the same time.

Nature can't be without limits. The magical power of this nameless sword can only be produced after it has been swallowed up to the soul of the soul. When the green flame is exhausted, it will resume immediately.

It is only by these abilities that it is already amazing. To be continued