The world of desert formations was destroyed, and the white mist of the lakeside garden in Jifeng Shengfu was scattered, revealing a pavilion.

The Undead Ten Steps broke through the walls of the Holy Mansion, and stepped on the large holy inscriptions on the ground, surrounding the center of the Witch and Horse.

Each piece of Fuyu, flying at the edge of the holy palace, interweaves a cobweb-like rune pattern, sealing the space.

The manipulator of the rune is the fog brake of the ten brakes.

She was wearing a large black robe, with long, thick black hair, but no body. In the black robe, there was only a mist and blood-red eyes.

Losing the cover of multiple space roll sleeves and matrix formations, the sacred power that erupted in Jifeng Shengfu immediately shocked the entire city of goddesses. Numerous monks who were lower in the realm couldn't help trembling and fell to the ground kneeling.

The Goddess Building is located in the center of the City of Goddess.

It was a bustling and bustling place, but it was silent for a moment.

Whether it is the noble guests who go to the Goddess Building for pleasure, or the women with beautiful faces, they all feel the ten soul-strength death forces emanating from the body of the undead Shicha, like the winter cold, which cools the whole body.

The fifth child of the ghost master, 澪, opened the carved purple wooden window and looked in the direction of Jifeng Shengfu.

I saw that the area was covered with 800 bright and dazzling runes and wrapped into a bowl shape.

My heart was shaking, and I said, "The undead spirit of the Temple of Death was dispatched at the same time, unheard of, unheard of ..."

"Is the dead spirit ten powerful? Is it comparable to Yan Huangtu and Wujiang, or a top powerhouse like Zhang Ruochen?" Next to it, a semi-sacred beauty Ji asked curiously.

There was a hint of irony in Xu's eyes, saying: "Your knowledge is too shallow, you can only see monks on the Tiantian battlefield. But I don't know, they can only be regarded as this millennium, the best representative. The millennium, for Dasheng , Still too short. "

The half-holy Shouyuan of the human race is only two or three hundred years old.

The undead blood and half-holy of the Raksha tribe, Shou Yuan is longer, but it is difficult to exceed 500 years.

Given the age and culture of the half-sage, what you can see and hear is naturally only people within a thousand years. The half-sacred Maggie doesn't even know your identity and cultivation, but only knows that he is a great man.

Chao Chao did not know the obscurity, I do not know the spring and autumn.

"Yan Huangtu and Wujiang in your mouth, if you practice for another 500 years, you may not be qualified to fight against the dead spirit. Zhang Ruochen ... he is the time master, maybe faster!"

Although He's cultivation has reached the limit, when he mentions the ten moments of the dead, his eyes are still very dignified.

The Ten Souls of the Undead was cultivated by the death shrine consuming countless resources and was born only for killing. On the battlefield of merit, it is the fearless existence of the heavenly kingdoms.

Even if it is only one moment, it is difficult to encounter opponents in the realm of God.

It is unimaginable that Shicha shot together.

"Wujima Jiuxing is indeed a representative of the Dark World, the Yuan Society. Unfortunately, if he made a fatal mistake, and the authority of the Temple of Destiny, could he be provocative? If he is not injured, he may still have a chance to escape. But now ... he only has one way to go, break the divine realm, and cross the gods. But in the case of injuries, what is the chance of success? "

摇 She shook her head slightly and sighed for the Wuma horse nine lines.

Wuma Jiuxing is a strong man who dares to declare war on the Temple of Destiny, possesses the courage that no other Supreme Saint has, and challenges the impossible mind.

One sword breaks Henggu, one sword goes to destiny.

He was a man of great will who practiced the sword.

Even if it falls today, he will surely be remembered by many monks. It was only his unshakable spirit and unyielding fate that made him feel ashamed.

...

Bai Qing'er took all the saints who sealed the holy palace, and got away in the first moment, without being trapped inside by the dead spirit.

Shang Yue's face was as white as paper, and she said, "Master, what now? What happened to the Ten Souls of the Dead?

She would like to say if she will destroy the ice goddess building by the way.

However, after speaking, he didn't say anything.

The other great saints who were present also had the same worries, and all their hearts were heavy.

The appearance of the Ten Deads of the Undead is more terrifying than being surrounded by a million holy army.

Although the high priest of the death black robe has a close relationship with the goddess building, but the death priest is not alone. The ten deities that can cause the undead to dispatch together are mostly orders from a certain deity in the death shrine.

Bai Qinger said: "You don't have to stare here, grab Zhang Ruochen, it's the business. Shang Xia, you immediately go to the Goddess Building, and let all the array mages and spiritual masters all dispatch, and the arrays in the city , Great Holy Inscriptions and Divine Patterns are activated, no monks are allowed to leave the city. "

"The rest of the monks, the whole city pursued Zhang Ruochen."

"Yes!"

The monks echoed.

...

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Jifeng Shengfu.

Wuma Jiuxing holds a bronze sword, man and sword, knife and sky, sky and earth, and earth and man.

People, knives, heaven, and earth are all in one.

At this moment, as if he was not injured, the momentum climbed to the apex, and the sun, moon, and stars were revolving around him. He was like a god, turning into the heart of stars and the heart of heaven and earth.

"Good to come, just use your blood and soul to reopen the edge of the sky." Wu Ma Jiujian momentum increased again.

Yingtian is the name of the knife in his hand.

Meet the sky, break the sun and the moon, cut off Henggu.

The knife way is not the way of Henggu, but from the perspective of Wuma and Jiuxing, everyone who practises the sword should have the determination and confidence to cut Henggu.

Everlasting ancient is not broken, why the new regulations?

"Gate of Destiny!"

"Gate of Destiny!"

"Gate of Destiny!"

...

Every sound sounded, and Shicha shot at the same time.

The ten sides of the Wuma Horse's nine lines, one after another, the gates of destiny emerged, blooming dazzling brilliance.

The ten gates of fate, each light, are the rules of fate.

I don't know how many billion rules of destiny broke into the realm of Wuma Nine Lines' absolute rules, and the rules of knife path were overwhelmed to destroy his knife path.

Thousand feet, nine hundred feet, eight hundred feet ...

...

Two hundred feet, one hundred feet ...

The realm of the absolute rules of the thousands of witch horses is constantly being disintegrated, and the light of destiny will shine on him and burst into his body.

"Accept the judgment of destiny. Under the light of destiny, all rebellions will be punished." The twelve wings of Yucha unfolded, and the divine feathers became whiter under the reflection of the gate of destiny behind.

Such as silver, such as washed by light.

Wuma Jiuxing laughed from the sky: "Judge me? Can I do anything wrong? How many heavenly saints have I killed on the battlefield of merit? You kill me, but you just want to save the face of the temple of destiny. , I confess. But don't blame me for nothing, it's annoying me, I dare to kill anyone. "

The bronze sword blasted out a scorching green awn, and the rust on the blade fell off instantly.

The ten gates of destiny of the undead ten moments are shining, and they have become other sacred gods. They have become no different from mortals, and there is no way to resist them.

However, Wu Ma Jiu Xing was furious and screamed, "Kill! Fate is what cuts."

The sword in his hand was lifted, the blue knife light broke the light of destiny, and cut to the feather brake.

Yucha put his hands together, mobilizing half of the divine power in his body, and a white sea of ​​bright divine power flowed under his feet.

At the same time, behind the star spirit of God, a huge shadow of God condensed, just like the birth of the true god, welcoming the unparalleled sword of Wuma and Nine Elements.

"Oh!"

Wuma Jiuxing's sword is omnipotent, splitting the shadow of the gods, breaking the sea of ​​divine power, and landing on the head of Yucha.

Yucha's physical body was once conceived by a pseudo-god using divine power for tens of thousands of years. I don't know how tough it is.

However, the knife light fell and split into two in an instant.

The corpse was torn.

Even the star spirit of Yucha was cut off with one stroke.

"Divine prestige, it is the gods who are coming to the city of goddess!"

"Oh my God! I saw the true body of the deity, a twelve-winged angel."

...

The monks in the city of the goddess all saw the shadow formed by the star spirit of the Yucha God, felt the majestic power, thought that the gods came to the knees, and worshiped.

However, "God" only appeared for a moment and was killed with one stroke.

The feather brake fell, shocking all forces, the higher the monk, the more shocked.

A gate of fate becomes dim!

It's not that Yucha is not strong enough. In fact, his practice can run across the universe, the gods can't show it, and few monks can kill him. It is a pity that he met the first Wuma Horse Nine Elements in the world.

The whistling of Wuma's nine lines resounded again: "Kill! What is cut is fate."

A knife light rose into the sky, and the whole city of the goddess was shaking.

Daoguang smashed the Fuyu of the suppressor's seal in the space of the Holy Mansion, broke through the sky, penetrated the ice planet's atmosphere, and flew into the universe.

The second gate of fate dim!

"Kill! Fate is what cuts."

The howling sounded again, and the momentum was like rainbow.

This roar is to increase one's momentum, but also to strengthen one's mind.

Destiny is irreversible.

The third gate of destiny was dim and fell for a second.

The eight hundred runes controlled by the fog brake were all broken and turned into dust.

Jifeng Shengfu is dilapidated and full of chaotic forces, of which the knife path is the most powerful.

Fortunately, the array masters and spiritual masters of the Goddess Building were all dispatched, activating the road locks, formations, and inscriptions in the city, and the aftermath of the battle was controlled within a certain range.

"Kill! Fate is what cuts."

The whistling of Wuma's nine lines shook the buildings near Jifeng Shengfu, and they were wiped out.

The sword slashed out, breaking the 108,000 Buddhist scriptures of the golden brake and cutting his body into two pieces.

The rule of the sword path destroyed all his souls.

Two sections of the Buddha's body became dead and cold, like an iron block.

Four swords in a row, four brakes in a row.

The big holy man who can see the fighting in the holy palace is horrified, his heart seems to be frightened and broken.

"Under God's Land, in addition to Zhuo Yunong, are there any monks who can take the Wuma Nine Strokes without dying?" There was Dasheng, who asked this question in a trembling voice.

"When Wu Ma Jiu Xing and Zhuo Yu Nong did not use war soldiers, Zhuo Yu Nong used the supreme sacred weapon. If that was the case, Wu Ma Jiu Xing used a sword. Is he seven swords? "

"This knife of Wuma Ma Jiu Xing is said to not be easy to use. Once used, don't stop drinking blood and soul."

"What if you do n’t have enough blood and soul?"

"It will eat his own blood and soul! It is said that Wu Majiu's behavior was not controlled by this knife, and it hasn't been a long time since he abandoned the knife."

"The Nine Horses can't control it. They can only abandon it instead of using it. This knife is really terrible, comparable to the Asura sword!"

...

The Fate of Fate fainted as the controversy of the great saints continued.

Yan Yu and Fuxiang Girls are two of the most powerful saints under the Yanluo divine realm. They are at the forefront of the "God's Book" of the Temple of Destiny and the "Red Dust Peerless List" of Heaven.

At this moment, they were standing on the ramparts of the City of Goddess.

Yan Yu held the dark umbrella, with his one hand behind his back, his eyes were somber and deep, saying: "The dark world has a remarkable character, Wuma Ma Jiu Xing is stronger than I thought. He. Now it's our turn! "

"Why should we step in? Let the Temple of Destiny and Wuma Nine Fights both defeat each other, I think it's good." Fu Xiangnv wearing a blue crystal veil, white as jade hands, holding a long crystal bow ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Yan Yu said: "The Temple of Destiny has its reason. It is precisely because of it that the ten **** tribes can live together peacefully, so that civil strife will not erupt and be taken advantage of by heaven and all realms."

"Now that the world of Yuhuang is open and the gods have all left, it is at a time when the situation is delicate that the uncertain factor of Wuma Jiuxing suddenly appears, which seems too weird."

"Do you suspect it is a conspiracy in heaven?" The eyes under the veil of Fuxiang's veil revealed a different color.

Yan Yu said: "It's not that I doubt it. It's the gods in the clan. I didn't have the qualifications to become the representative of the Yuan Society. After disappearing for more than 200 years, I have the strength to represent the Yuan Society. Something weird. "

"So, he is a chess piece on the bright side, used to attract everyone's attention?" Fuxiang women's road.

Yan Yu nodded and said: "Can't say, it must be. But there are already gods and they smell an unusual breath, and there seems to be something big in the **** world. Since the rain is coming, then all the unstable factors Anyway, before the gods return from the jade world, the **** world must not be chaotic, and the authority of the temple of destiny cannot be shaken. "

"Even if Wuma Jiuxing is not a chess piece in heaven, you must kill him first. That's what it means, right?"

"Yes! No matter how good a person is, it can be sacrificed in the face of the big picture. At other times, I would really like to have a fair and just fight with a strong man like Wuma Ma Jiuxing." Yan Yuqing Shake your head slightly, the mood does not fluctuate much.

Fuxiang woman lifted the crystal bow, her long and soft fingers, and slowly opened the bow string.

"Well."

The rules of heaven and earth are like lines, converging on her bowstrings, condensing into a translucent arrow.

As soon as the arrow of the rule pointed at Wuma's nine lines, he immediately sensed.