Sometimes there is only one chance, and when you suddenly wake up, the opportunity is long gone.

Qin old blame is a late regret, can only watch the cliffs daze, now I understand. People simply don’t come to grab a knife, but they come here and see.

It’s ridiculous, but he’s not tempted to ridicule the shadowless knife king.

After seeing the knifeless sword of the shadowless knife king, Qin Laoqi is convinced orally, and the predecessor can't help but blurt out.

The world of strength and the world, the division of the seniors of the predecessors, there is no obvious boundary. The low-powered seniors are high-powered, and even if they are older than others, there is nothing wrong with them.

"There is no shadow knife king, it is really unfathomable."

Leisurely, Qin old blame looked at the body of the **** demon royal family on the ground, his face changed slightly.

The people of the Gorefiend Temple are here, and there will be people who will be investigated. In this place, he can't continue to live, and he has to hurry.

After the body shape flashed and the bodies of the two apprentices on the ground were rolled up, Qin grotesque jumped and jumped off the cliff.

When people are old, they are really careful.

However, for half a day, the four devils who had escaped, with a young man wearing a blood-colored gold robes, arrived here.

"Wang Tian protects the law, Qin Laoda is so dead, no action is blocked, it is crucified on the ground, no vitality."

The Gorefiend Hall is respected by His Royal Highness. After His Royal Highness, there is also a Guardian who is strong and strong, and is generally served by an old master.

Under the Guardian, there are four major guardianships. The four major law-abiding ceremonies are all the royal children after the defeat of His Royal Highness, and the strengths of one can not be underestimated. In addition to the powerful protector, in the hall of the magic, it can be said that it is second only to the presence of His Royal Highness.

Fortunately, Qin blame ran fast, or else this law-protection came, giving him two lives to be accounted for here.

"There is no shadow knife king, it is him!"

The blood demon temple protects the law, Wang Tian, ​​a flash of murder in his eyes, Shen Sheng said.

In these years, the leader of the Mozu who died in the hands of the Shadowless Knife King is countless. And all the deaths are extremely decisive, the indifference is terrible, and there is no room for negotiation.

The major demon halls have listed this person on the list of murderers, but this person, the dragon is not seen at the end.

The hand does not stick to the knife, the person does not take a picture, never gets off the bus, there is no trace.

There is really too little about his real news. Even if he has the heart to ambush, he can't find anyone.

"Wang Hufa, next month will open the knife tea party, the shadowless knife king should also go, do you want to..."

Wang Tian shook his head and said: "No, the Shadowless Knife is a headache, but it has not taken the initiative to kill the Devil. It is not the biggest trouble. This time we have a few magic halls, together with the layout, can not be because of him. Knife king and disrupt the steps."

"The law-abiding adults, the people of the Water Moon Alliance have come."

I saw a distant ship, a ship with the banner of the Water Moon Alliance, shuttled in the clouds and quickly flew towards the place.

Wang Tian said with a smile: "The action is really fast. Let you wait a few days and let us go."

This law-protection, mysterious and unpredictable, took four demons and left.

In the big era, the winds are raging, and there are undercurrents in every moment. In Tianwu, a conspiracy against the Kunlun community is slowly spreading.

No matter how the bureau came to be clothed, and who made it, the shadowless knife Wang Xiaochen, in this game, temporarily passed by, and hurried away.

After leaving the city of Light Cloud, Xiao Chen went all the way north and slowly descended under a deserted plain in Tianwu.

On the back of the black throne, there are seven stalks of soldiers, and there is a starry sky.

Why the chariot becomes a throne, the reason is simple, but it is a long and complicated process.

In the realm of Xiao Chen, the original dragon warrior must not be able to keep up with his repairs, and must be improved and re-refined.

In the two years of Tianxing Island, Xiao Chen is doing this, and has successively incorporated seven sins and reincarnation into the chariot to form a top treasure.

Refining is extremely difficult.

Fortunately, in the past two years, Xiao Chen’s mood was low. After jumping off the emperor’s road, he had no interest in the martial arts for a long time.

Time is spent on this, the whole person forgets the input, plus the intelligence of Xiao Chen.

It took a whole two years to finally refine the refining and name the reincarnation. There are two forms, one is the form of the chariot, preferring to travel long distances and repairs, hiding the breath.

The shape of the throne is more focused on fighting, not only can increase the momentum, the Diwei, there are many wonderful uses.

As for the two squadrons of the quasi-imperialist level, Xiao Chen has been continually cultivating the dragon soul for two years, and the dragon has washed the gods and the dragon blood has been transformed.

At this moment, the sky is gloomy, and above the ridiculous plain, there is no half-personality.

The black throne is slowly descending, like a real life, and the king is in the world. On the vast land, countless beasts were swayed by a sway of sorrow, and even the running could not.

Xiao Chen waved with his hand, and many of the beasts, such as Meng Dazhen, stunned the boundless dust and dispersed.

When the spirits and beasts are completely absent, the whole piece of wasteland is completely silent, and even the sound of the wind is still, forming a strange scene.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes and fell into meditation. He recalled the bits and pieces of these years, and the scenes with many swordsmen appeared one after another.

Among these people, there are 500-year-old veterans, but there are only a hundred-year-old Wudi, there are men and women, there are ghosts and demon people, and the only common point is the knife.

Hey!

I don't know how long it took, the back of the arrogant blade of Xiao Chen, ejected out, and then a stalk of the squad, one after another.

Xiao Chen, who closed his eyes, took a random stroke and pointed out that the soldiers were displayed. Among the soil, seven figures were taken out, and each of them took the sword and practiced the sword.

Two years ago, Xiao Chen’s Zi Lei has already broken through to the ninth weight, and the mana in the sea has once again improved.

Exercising the magical powers, it is more handy and free to do whatever you want. Refers to the fact that the soldiers have been cultivated, and they can stretch their hands to display and use the air as the realm of the soldiers.

Seven figures, surrounded by the throne, each performing a knife, a knifeless light, mutual care, one after another.

In my mind, there are too many pictures to think about, and the seven figures are obviously not enough.

In the Qiankun ring, a long knife with a handle was taken out, and a stroke was made. The sky jumped seven or seventy-nine times in the air. After catching the long knife, the ground began to practice the knife.

With the picture in Xiao Chen’s mind, the flashing is getting faster and faster, above the ridiculous plain. Holding a long knife warrior, there are ten changes, hundreds of thousands, and thousands.

On the vast expanse of the plains, for a time, the knives and the sky are shining, showing each other a magnificent figure of tens of thousands of people practicing.

On the ground, between the faint, there is a huge yin and yang taiji diagram.

10,000 swordsmen, half unconsciously, stepped into the yin and yang. Five thousand knives are yin, five thousand knives are yang, and the movements are slowly unified.

The yin and yang flow, each of the dragons, the original chaotic and disorderly 10,000 swordsmen, faintly look at the past. It seems to be a person practicing a knife, two dragons soaring up and down, looming.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and the picture was instantly frozen.

Xiao Chen spent two years refining the throne under his body and thinking about his own way. No matter how it changes, Xiandao, Buddhism, Budo, and Magic Road, his path has not changed, it is the supreme way.

By relying on the reincarnation chariot, he can travel thousands of miles a day, and he can cross the Tianwu domain in one day. In the past three years, I walked to the north and north, and traveled through most of Kunlun, visiting many swordsmen.

In front of this, the Taiji two-knife array is the most intuitive harvest. Taiji has two instruments, two instruments and four images, four elephants and eight gossips.

The two instruments are just the first step of the Taiji knife. There are four elephants, gossip and everything behind.

Rub and rub!

The figure of a knifeman turned into a dirt, a long knife with a handle, and broke into the ring. The ridiculous plains returned to calm again, leaving only seven swordsmen, holding seven sins and guarding the seven positions of the throne.

Xiao Chen’s eyes fell on a knife on the throne. Although the seven sins are good, his favorite is still only the moon shadow.