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Within the cloud world, the entire time and space has been stagnant in the hundreds of miles of the battlefield.

Tens of thousands of celestial dragons stopped their own battles and decided to watch this scene.

First, I dare not believe it. After I have passed, I will barely return to God. It is confirmed that it is not an illusion. That nearly 300,000 people, enough to be equivalent to six or seven priests in the peak of the Holy Land, is really true, under a sword, turned into sand!

The military discipline of the Cangsheng Xuanlongshi is extremely strict, and the people can't talk, so they have to face each other and exchange their eyes.

"A sword, actually only a sword?"

"Is it true that the Seven Swords of the Congsheng have not been combined?"

"The Qingxuan Daojun, and the Confucianism Zhu Sheng, how did you intervene? In the dilemma, is it already winning?"

"Most of the time, otherwise, in the dilemma, where can I have the strength to assist me?"

"Don't you say that at least seven people are in the world, five gods are worth it? Is it so defeated?"

"Three hundred thousand soldiers, the great emperor of the big business, I am afraid that it is necessary to vomit blood three liters -"

"Why is it vomiting blood? I am afraid that it will be shaken by the foundation of the big business. If I am, I am afraid that it will be difficult to rest for a few months."

The endless ecstasy of joy and excitement, and gradually germinated in the hearts of all people.

After the death of one or two interest, it was another bang.

But it was the opposite, and the two-million-dollar monk stood up and broke at this moment. It seems to be a seemingly indestructible dam, and there is no cause for the collapse of the local collapse. It is extremely clean and thorough.

Almost everyone is showing their talents, performing tricks or going to the distance, or fleeing to the void.

As long as a little repair is only a person, I noticed that the only one that shocked the world was the crushing force, which made the 300,000 jīng sharp road soldiers, and there was no room for resistance!

If this sword comes again, even if there are two million monks here, they will work together. The formation of resistance, I am afraid that it can not stop this sword three hits.

What's more, the two million monks gathered here are from the Taoist and the Three Masters of the same bed?

Not only these monks, but the rest of the soldiers who have not died, have also turned their directions and rushed at full speed.

At this time, the second sword of Zong Shou. Also cut out.

This time, I have to be more familiar with the previous ones. Some of the essentials are already realized.

Guided by the refining sword, the will of the heavens and the earth that was brought together easily became a sword force in midair.

And this sword is still outside the realm of the world, within the cloud world!

The vast swords, breaking everything, chasing the millions of three monks in the rout.

This is a tooth for a tooth, blood to blood!

That Qingxuan Daojun, since it was Wei Xu in the robbery, the tens of thousands of disciples of the disciples, forced Xiu Guan and Cang Shengdao to resist.

Then he shoud, he took his own way, and healed his body!

If you don’t yy, the nearly 900,000 Taoist monks will die under the sword, and there will be no choice for the three holy people of that gate! Can only harden this sword!

That is the first time that Qing Xuan seems to be known. Suddenly, the eyes were slightly red, and they had to be hard until they rushed to the crown. The robes are all without wind.

In the eyes of the murderous violent, filled with anger, but now more helpless.

As soon as he earned himself, he took off the **** of the thirty-three days, and then he was thrown out by a Lingbao pagoda, blocking the eternal power of Xiuguan.

Finally, I finally got out of the way, completely left the natural environment, can clear the mouth of Xuan, and also a purple gold blood spit out.

However, he did not dare to delay. One of the flashes went to the cloud world, and the five sides of the flag were displayed.

Suddenly a layer of thick and incomparable, full of imprisoned spiritual barriers, suddenly appeared, stopped in front of the sky and swords, more than two million monks behind. Immediately, it is a squeaky eardrum, and the sound of the placket tearing.

The sword of the day was the collision of the righteousness on the flag array. First, it was a little stalemate, and then it was mad and slammed into it!

Forcibly penetrate the spiritual barrier! Destroy all the forbidden lines!

The five-faced treasure flags were all in the end, and on the bunting, the cracks were looming.

Qing Xuan's whole person is also a gas machine, and his face is almost gray.

The scorpion’s possession of this set of seven swords, the power of the heavens, is almost the same as the monks.

Even if he is, he is also very difficult to deal with.

At this moment, I can even see it faintly. I have stood on the thirty-three-story gold pagoda. I am looking at the cold red light. It is clear that it is not killing, never letting go!

The third sword is already in preparation, and the force is coming soon.

And here, the flag array has been scattered, and the new force is not born. The number behind him is a million disciples, and he is still far from being able to escape.

The corner of the eye, looking at the too yellow Daojun, is holding the face of the ancient mysterious, screaming, like y help him, but a silver sè axe, also followed.

"If today, you can make Qing Xuan fall here in silence, and revenge the brothers of the year. Xiu Guan must invite friends, celebrate the feast, think it is celebrated!

It is the sound of Xiu Guan, the silver axe, like the bones of the bones, so that the yellow is completely distracted.

In the chest of Qing Xuan, it is cold. This day, the sword of the road, he can easily escape, but the more than 90,000 disciples, but no luck.

If it is hard, it must be a heavy blow. After the heavy losses, it will be the show, the endless pursuit! The ending is also his Qing Xuan, and finally annihilated!

Is it true that today, ‘death’ is here?

Although it is not long after, you can reunite the soul, but it is too variable and too much trouble. More worried about yourself, like a scorpion was sealed.

For a moment, his eyes flashed and hesitated.

Zong Shou has no thoughts and no thoughts. He knows the one outside the border and has no choice at all.

That is more than 900,000, not only the jīng English disciples of the Taoist temples, but also the foundation. Some of them are in charge of thousands of Taoist temples in Chengyun.

If this foundation is scattered, then the two gods who support it will not fall for a few years.

If you want to recover, you don't know how much you need to consume.

Cangsheng Road succumbs to this, at least 30% is the cause of yù保保太乙青华帝君,

And the consequences of God's disappointment, the Taoist also can not afford!

Therefore, even if the Qingxuan finally avoided, and did not want to pick up, Cangsheng Road also did not lose!

Together with the mind, the sword of the sky, once again whistling and breaking open the void, the mighty into the cloud. Desperate and arrogant, it is also magnificent. The silver-white sè's sword light, with a little bit of streamer, looks like a star river falling, beautiful.

The mysterious pupil of the Qing Xuan shrinks, and then sighs, the face is even more gray.

But at this time, a figure suddenly broke into and forced to stop in front of him.

"The power of this sword array can not be used, please ask the master to leave!"

“琨铭?”

Qing Xuan Daojun clearly stunned, looking at it, it is Yu Ming. I don't know what the price was. I actually got out of the sky and forced me to stop in front of him.

And the sword of the day was also at this time.

In front of Yan Ming, a group of bombs began to blow up, trying to block. It can also resist at the beginning, but then there is nothing to do. Those auras, pieces of the explosion, silence!

In the end, the sword of the sky, like a dragon, crashed into the body of Yu Ming.

Qing Xuanzang was even more angry, almost witnessing y cracking, almost blinking at the body of Yu Ming, under the impact of this peerless sword of heaven, broken and piece of film collapse.

Knowing this warfare, the silence is here, it is settled.

I didn’t dare to delay, and when I was in a flash, I went to the millions of monks. The robe sleeves were another volume, and almost all the disciples were forced to gather together, and he was all caged into the sleeves.

The monks who are in the world have the power to make their own world. In the sleeves, you can get it. These more than 90 disciples, as long as they reach his sleeve, can have a chance.

Just a few moments of confrontation, like electric light and flint. At this time, in the dilemma, Xiu Guan slightly frowned. After a while, I sighed, full of regrets and smiles.

"This Qing Xuan, it really took a good guy!"

Wrong is not a Ming, this is a must-kill. Even if you can't annihilate Qing Xuan, you can make this person's reputation in the gates fall to the bottom.

At this moment, I can only watch the people and flee. Only killed the three weakest sages in the Daomen.

"Ok?"

The eye movements, the face of Yu Ming, once again showed a bit of surprise.

"Self-breaking soul? This is a good force-"

It was the eternal sorrow, and before the annihilation of the seven swords, the first soul blew the soul.

Although this is a heavy cost, almost everything is destroyed. However, it has also avoided the danger of being attacked by the heavens and the earth.

The seven swords of the sacred, can be smashed into the country, not just a joke -

The power of the heavens and the earth gathered by the sword array is rare in the world, and it can cause damage to the soul of the soul.

Some of the weaker, first-time monks who have entered the country, are more likely to be degraded on the spot.

And Yu Ming’s move at least reduced his time to reunite the Yuan Soul from 13,000 to 7 thousand years.

But this time, it is also earned. Not only earned, but it is also said that the door is painful!

Daomen has this sorrow, they are sacred, but there are also Wei Xu, there are sects -

Outside the visual dilemma ~lightnovelpub.net~ That too Huangdaojun has already allocated some spare power, and began to collect the soul of the remnant of the Ming Dynasty.

Cold smile, Xiu Guan did not pay attention to, turned to look at dúlì in the Da Luotianjing above the Zong Shou.

Curious in my heart, who is this teacher, who will point to the next sword?

I saw Zong Shou at the moment, but it was like a long whale swallowing water, and it was madly gathering thirty-three powers.

After the breath, it seems that the power is over. Then the eyes narrowed and slammed open.

It is as strong as a show, and you can't help but see it in your chest.

It’s bloody!

In the blink of an eye, an invisible fire burns wildly in the dilemma. Spreading up, all the barriers of time and space are burning with the flames of paleness.

At this moment, Dong Xiushu and Xing Xie, who are still entangled in the Xiuguan Longying, are still in the future! (To be continued.