Thunder is shaking, and the breath is monstrous.

As Qingyang Sect confronts the monster army led by the unicorn, the dead ground is suddenly chaotic, and there will be chaos of private killing everywhere. Come to me, the magic breath , One by one, one by one, flying in the sky with blood and debris fragments, a huge boat torn apart the monster battle array, sharp sword light strangled the monsters.

The monster is cruel and terrible, but the disciples of the Qingyang Sect are also advancing.

I don’t know since when, Qingyang Sect has been circulating a saying: "The demon must die!"

This sentence has been shouting for three thousand years, and has already been printed in the hearts of Qingyang disciples.

So whether it was against the Great Tribulation and the Devil before, or after fighting against the Protoss, Qingyang Sect never stepped back.

Before this kind of war, Qingyang Sect was still in full swing.

This group of monsters is scattered. Although there are three or four generations of magic dolls guarding them, the chaos in nature cannot be changed. Therefore, when they first met, their potential was unmatched, but as time passed, these monsters healed. Facing the weak situation, the disciples of Qingyang Sect joined together, cooperating with each other, and all kinds of large groups were displayed. They became more and more stable, and the strength they exerted became stronger and stronger.

Not only did he resist the attack of the monster, but he also pressed forward steadily.

Above the battle array, the fierce momentum of the monster has been suppressed, and in the midair above, the battle between Qingyang Sovereign Lu Qingguan and the unicorn demon is also fierce.

The strength of the unicorn is not weak, especially in this rolling magic breath, it is even more powerful. It was originally intended to meet Lu Qingguan and other monks who have not entered the state of Mahayana. It should not be difficult to win, but Unexpectedly, this unusually low-key Qingyang suzerain, this time actually broke out the power of superhuman imagination, far higher than the outside world!

After some wars, the unicorn has exhausted its means, but it is not cheap at all.

Seeing that in the surrounding battle situation, one's own side has no advantage, and in front of himself, in addition to this Qingyang patriarch, several elders are staring at the eye, clearly waiting for the opportunity to attack, and in fear of heart, they also consciously backward Flinched.

The more they retreat into the depths of the magic land, the stronger the magic breath, the more obvious their advantages.

Now, it is not only Qingyang Sect who has broken into this magic land.

On this time, Xianmeng contacted all the forces of the Immortal Dao and attacked the magic land together. As one of the greatest Taoism in the world, Qingyang Zong chose to attack from the south, while other parties also attacked by the forces of Immortal Dao. With the shrinking of the war circle, they gradually have an intersection. Qingyang Sect disciples can already see some forces that are fighting with the monsters in the near future.

"Wow..."

The disciples of Qingyang Sect, who are fighting with the monsters, suddenly saw a magic cloud in the west.

Turning his head and looking, he saw a bird-like monster with black wings on its back and a body with a length of hundreds of feet. The two magic wings slapped down. Between the world and the sky, the wind gusted up and the earth Everyone was turned up layer by layer. That kind of power, not to mention the person who was greeted by his fierce momentum, even now the disciples of Qingyang Sect who are so far away, not only feel that the scalp is a bit numb , There is fear in my heart.

"That, should it be the Blackwing Demon?"

Someone cried out in a low voice, knowing that this magic is one of the ten most famous.

I really don't know who is resisting it now!

"Dirty beasts, why dare it rampant?"

In a moment of thought, he heard a violent shout, and above the black wing demon waiting for a sudden figure suddenly broke the endless magical breath, and fell from the sky, only to see that the man was wearing white armor, and was born with a thin, pale face Beard, in both hands, each holding a rotten silver spear, crossed the void like a meteor, like a boat pulp drawn a long mark on the water, and his long spear also pulled out two in the void The rule of the film ripples, like two huge wings, but it suppresses the black wing from the midair!

"That's..."

"...White armor and immortal Wei Longjue!"

The disciples of Qingyang Sect were all excited when they saw this scene.

Unexpectedly, they attacked to the west of them. It was actually one of the seven holy places. Eight wilder cities, and I did not expect that in such a close distance, we can see the famous eight wild city masters personally shot, and this fierce The famous Black Wing Demon is waiting to fight!

As one of the seven holy places in the world, Bahuang City has always been full of people.

Especially in the years of fighting against the Great Tribulation and the Devil, and fighting with the Protoss, it has made endless merits. The respect and respect of the Eighth City from the world’s monks is from the heart, and Now when I mention the Eight Wastelands, I have to think of two people. One is Wei Longjue, the current Lord of the Eight Wastelands.

The two of them guarded the devil's side, and one of them fought against the world. They were the representatives of the Eight Wastelands.

In particular, both of them are also among the ten celestial beings of today.

Ten Immortal Dao is the most powerful and highest ten powers in the Immortal Dao today. They are powerful and unmatched. Each of them is an outstanding figure, and the existence of Zhenguquanjin.

Someone once said that today's Devil Land or Protoss, as long as the Xiandao Ten Zun Ken shot together, will not be a problem, but I don't know why. For the past two thousand years, I have rarely seen the Xian Dao Ten Zun The people in here shot, they faced the chaotic situation of Tianyuan, they just stood by idly, wondering what they were thinking.

In any case, at this time, I suddenly saw the current strong in the ten statues of Immortal Dao.

"Wow..."

The white armor and the immortal Wei Long absolutely two silver guns fell from the air, hitting firmly on the two wings of the black-wing demon waiting for the sky, and the huge force fell from the sky, as if the entire world was suppressed. It is the cultivation of the Black Wings, and it is already the top leader in the tenth place of the magic land. At this time, it roared loudly and fell down from the mid-air. The magic breath in the mid-air seemed to have His life generally floated upwards, seeming to catch him, but he still fell to the ground by him through the magic breath.

The tremor trembles, and traces of cracks spread to the distance.

The Black Wing Demon waited for this heavy blow, and groaned continuously, then suddenly lifted up the huge debris and climbed up.

This is also due to the fact that it is in the magic land, and the surrounding is full of magic breath, just like another world, the Mahayana monk is in this magic breath, the strength is weakened, and these monsters are in this magic breath, Strength has been blessed to some extent.

Otherwise, just this blow, I am afraid that you can take the life of the Blackwing Demon.

"I waited for Immortal Dao to be so overbearing. Was it necessary to kill my reincarnated family?"

At the time of the Eight Wasteland Lord Wei Long striding to catch up, it seemed that he was about to kill the black-wing demon when he suddenly heard someone roaring in the distance, and then in the depths of the magic land, there were countless tall bronzes out of thin air. The door, with black smoke billowing inside, several powerful black shadows emerged from it, all of them were born with strange shapes, magical billowing, and Yuxia was a large army of forest monsters, like the tide like the sea Then, it seems that the demons and monsters in the whole magic field are pouring out from the depths at this time.

Even in these three thousand miles, Tianyuan rarely had such a large-scale war.

The endless monsters were lined up far away, thick like a sea, the number of which could be millions.

On top of this army, black smoke condenses, and six or seven demons appear, leading three and four generations of dolls one by one. Above this demonic ground, there are gods and demons, high above. Looking down at the monks on earth, his eyes are hard to hide.

The disciples of Qingyang Sect who had been charging forward and the soldiers of Bahuang City hurriedly closed their feet.

Looking at this form, I am afraid that I stabbed the horse honeycomb, and all the monsters in the whole magic field poured out.

The number of them is like the sky of the other side, I am afraid that they rushed up, and immediately it was an engulfed ending!

I was thinking about whether to retreat temporarily, and to avoid it, suddenly behind them, the sound of war drums sounded, shook the world, its tone was simple, but it was heavy, and every time it seemed to hit the heart, It makes people bloody...

"Demons and humans, one side is dead and the other is life, of course, it must be extinct!"

In the billowing black smoke in the distance, there was a sound resoundingly, from far and near.

"Wow..."

Suddenly a sword light came from a distance, and the demon breath shattered nearby, revealing a passage, and then only thousands of robes were dressed in black and white, and the monks with negative swords behind came over, every one was angry The sharpness of the machine is as if it were a sword itself. Countless sword qi condensed together. Even if the Qi machine does not move, the sword qi is also dumped, dividing the world into pieces.

"The man who washes the sword pool is here..."

The disciples of Qingyang Sect were all delighted, and they turned their heads to look, and their eyes fell on the first person.

The man was ugly in appearance, with endless scars, and even one eye turned grayish white, but his figure appeared thin and tall, a gray fox fur around his neck, his hands behind his back, there was a handle The black sword hung beside him.

"The head of the White Fox Sword actually came in person..."

Looking at the man, there were endless ripples in the Qingyang Sect disciples.

They also know the legendary sword-head of the sword-washing pool very well. It is really a wonderful experience for this person.

According to legend, he was originally a white robe swordsman in the Xijianchi, and he was in the true biography and respected. However, he once made three outs and three returns in the Xijianchi, three times he rebelled from the swordway of the Xijianchi, and returned to the swordway of the Xijianchi three times. It is said that because he had a mental disorder, he believed that the swordsmanship of the sword wash pool was not strong enough or satisfactory, so he tried his best to make up the swordsmanship of the sword wash pool and pursued it.

On the third defection, he was captured by the elders of the sword sword pool and thrown into the sword pool. Since then, his face has been ruined and his temperament has changed greatly, but he has survived. After a hundred years of dormancy, he returned to washing the sword again. Chi, this time, he has advanced into swordsmanship, one person and one sword, and slaughtered his fellows who did not respect his swordsmanship, and used a nearly cold-blooded method to firmly hold the sword washing pool in his hand.

By this time, many people have called it Xie Jianxiu.

But this evil sword repair, once in the battle with the demons and the Protoss, one sword one guarded the porch, and slaughtered one hundred thousand demon army. With this merit, he could make the world use his "evil sword repair" The word "evil" inside was erased.

"Uh..."

After the head of the White Fox sword appeared, he didn't say much, but swept away with cold eyes.

The situation between the courts came down to his eyes, and then he stepped out directly, and the black sword flew into the air.

A stream of light flashed, showing an endless black sword shadow, like a waterfall.

In the middle of the sky, the dark clouds skyrocketed, and the sword shadows were arranged closely, and they were cut from the middle of the sky. What is surprising is that the sword shadows look like real, and each sword The swordsmanship used is different. It seems that the changes in swordsmanship are exhausted. Although it is only a sword cut, it can give people an all-encompassing, exhaustive meaning of the world’s swordsmanship.

"Chi" "chi" "chi"

A sword was cut, enough to reach thousands of horses.

The surging endless monster, under this sword, I do not know how much it was crushed.

Even though the army has run over, it is not always so clean!

"Slaughter my group, are you not afraid of being condemned?"

Outside the black gate in front, two figures of Morrison suddenly intertwined. One of them is a bone-clad general wearing black armor, holding a spear with a bone-shaped bone, and the other is a scorpion tail born with a human body. Looking at the man with a rancid cloak, if you look closely, you can see that above the cloak, it is stitched one after another. The most important thing is that those skins seem to be still Alive, with a very painful expression on his face, he kept silently shouting.

This awe-inspiring is another two major magic, at this time joined forces to head towards the White Fox sword.

"If it is destroyed by the condemnation, then the sword is not a real sword!"

The white fox sword head didn't like to say much, but listening to the words of these two demons, he said unexpectedly.

Then he raised his hand and grabbed it into the air, grabbed the black sword in his hand, and gently crossed it in front of him. Between the world and the sky, it seemed to close a door. The world was divided into two, two The magical power of the Great Demon is blocked outside...

"The Devil's Destruction is today!"

In the void, there was another soft whistle.

In the distance, I saw a group of immortal clouds rapidly coming from the south. A female general appeared in the cloud, all wearing gold armor, heroic, and standing in the front, wearing a black robe, Graceful and magnificent, between the eyebrows and the pretty old lady, she held a whisk in her hand, and the endless dust fluttered in the sky. When the fairy cloud had not arrived, the dust was already surging forward like a silver waterfall. A demon who was waiting for an opportunity to attack from behind the white fox's sword head lightly and calmly...

"Forgotten Island..."

"Forgotten Island is here..."

"That one, is Wu Fei's ancestor who forgot the love island?"

The disciples in the field were very excited, and seeing the Holy Land appear one after another was a matter of great confidence for anyone.

Especially when the demons and monsters are now being exhausted and crushed.

"Wow la la..."

Before the sound of their surprise fell, a black cloud broke apart in the distance of the East, revealing a large army with distinctive armor.

In front of each army, stood a digital air machine mad veteran, surrounded by huge battle flags, some were "king", some were "land", some were "Qin", either side The courage is not lost to the dynasty, but there can be so many forces coming together to lead the army, then it is not difficult to guess the origin of these forces, it is the Zhongzhou ancestors who led the troops.

The relationship between Qingyang Sect and Zhongzhou ancestors has always been awkward, not good or bad. Now that all Qingyang disciples have seen the Zhongzhou ancestors coming, they have a little understanding in their hearts. Some disappointment...

The families of Zhongzhou have always been headed by Donghuang Mountain.

They saw the ancestors of Zhongzhou coming, but did not see the host of Donghuangshan appeared.

Unfortunately, in this final battle, I still can't see the big saint ranked first among the ten statues of Immortal Dao.

"This time, did Xian Dao really want to fight a fish dead net broken?"

Seeing the side of the Immortal Dao, there are more and more powerful forces coming. There are countless people roaring in the Devil's Army. One of them has three births, each with one side, either happy or angry or sad, and now three heads At the same time, he roared, sitting on a white bone chariot, succumbing, and rushed forward, six arms on his body, each holding a black magic treasure, and at the same time was falling into a war with the unicorn. The Qing Qing sect master Lu Qingguan was behind him, actually wanted to take this opportunity to remove a strong enemy first.

"More than a fairy road..."

But when almost all of his six magic treasures were to be cut on Lu Qingguan at the same time, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Uh!"

Almost at the same time, a flash of blood crossed.

The three heads on the necks of the three magical monsters flew at the same time.

And in the void behind the three magic waiting ~lightnovelpub.net~ there is a burly man, he does not seem to know how many Shou Yuan, the whole person is ten feet tall, with a black sword in his right hand In his left hand, he held a vase in his arms. His muscles were cast like cast iron. When the figure moved slightly, there was an endless red lotus fire, looming in the void.

"Is it..."

When the disciples of Qingyang Zong saw this person, they all remembered a legend, and they felt a little excited.

But before they can say it, a black army has slowly appeared in the Western void. It is a magically entangled army. There are not many, about a hundred people, but these more than a hundred soldiers, But each one is silent like pig iron, holding all kinds of weird magic treasures in his hands, giving people a sense of horror, just standing there and walking forward slowly, they can vaguely see them Above the head, there is endless blood and magic, intertwined and intertwined, like a constantly changing Warcraft.

In front of the army, there was a thin old man, holding a cigarette bag, and took a smile.

Slowly spit out the smoke ring, revealing a mouth with only two or three teeth left, laughing: "The fish will die, but the net will not break..."