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Chapter 945

"The Wanjian Pavilion and the Ancient Clan of Stars have existed for thousands of years, and finally fell into the hands of a Maotou, which is really disappointing, and because of this, we can annex the 18 ancient cities and 18 so easily. The dynasty. "The ancestor of Daluo Jinmen's mouth raised a smile and said with emotion.

"When we are in charge of the Eighteen Ancient City and the Eighteen Dynasty, we will be able to gather the amazing luck of the four major domains and break through to the Emperor Wu Realm in one fell swoop. By then, you and I will be able to defeat the Lord of the Nine Cold Palace and complete the unification of the Northern Wasteland. The great cause of the great plan! "The eyes of Zong Zu in the Shenxiao Temple were gleaming, and his voice was powerful.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the look of confidence in each other's eyes, and the smile on their faces grew thicker, but when the two were complacent, without warning, they seemed to feel something, and their bodies shivered fiercely. For a moment.

puff! puff!

At almost the same moment, the two opened their mouths and spit out blood, and the entire face became pale. The breath on their bodies also dissipated at the speed visible to the naked eye, just like clouds and clouds, disappearing between heaven and earth.

What is even more shocking is that in addition to two people, the entire vast palace, the entire huge mountain range, and even the huge pavilion of the Golden Gate and the Shenxiao Temple of Daluo have diffused a breath of emptiness, gradually disappearing into nothingness. Slowly dissipate and become weaker.

However, no one could feel the dissipation of this breath, only the two of them could see clearly, and as a result, his eyes widened, and his face burst into incredible colors.

"What's going on, why the luck on you and me suddenly disappeared, and the luck of the Daluo Golden Gate and Shenxiao Temple is also constantly dissipating!" The ancestor of the Daluo Golden Gate exclaimed, At this moment, he did not have the arrogant posture of being a half-step martial emperor at all.

The ancestor of the Shenxiao Temple was also panicked. What's more, there was a trace of despair on his face. The power of heaven and earth covering the whole body was completely out of control. It was actually twisted and rolled in madness, and directly pressed on him.

"Before this battle, you and I have calculated it many times. In this battle, all the luck is blessed on the Golden Gate and the Hall of Shenxiao. Although there will be a little risk, but as long as you and I take action at the same time, with luck and luck OK, in the end will be a big victory. "

"Now, 3.6 million soldiers are about to break through the Yanxiang Pass, everything is going according to plan, why, why the luck on you and me disappeared, and the luck on the Daluo Golden Gate and Shenxiao Temple is also dissipated, as if by The world has abandoned it! "

The ancestor of the Golden Gate of Da Luo kept exclaiming, and the entire face became distorted. He stared at the ancestor of the Shenxiao Temple, his face puzzled, and more, still despair, deep despair.

The so-called luck comes from the vast world, but the supreme will of the world.

For ordinary practitioners, luck is very misty, invisible, and untouchable, but for martial arts fighters, luck is an important thing for survival.

The Emperor Wuhuang can change the rules of heaven and earth and affect the operation of heaven and earth. To a certain extent, they have already merged into heaven and earth and become part of heaven and earth.

If the world repels them, then their luck will be completely dissipated, without leaving a trace, and they will even be repulsed by this, and they will die and die.

At this moment, the luck of these two people suddenly disappeared, which shows that the world has deprived them of their luck, repulsed their existence, and even annihilated them, so that they can return to the world.

The rumbling sound rang. At this moment, the two men's body ignited a blazing flame. When they touched their skin and flesh and blood, they immediately made them make a very wailing cry.

This flame, showing a milky white color, is the fire of judgment. It originated from the beginning of heaven and earth. No creature or anything can resist it. It can only be allowed to burn wildly and endure endless pain.

The luck of the two ancestors was deprived, and in the face of the fire of judgment, there was no power to fight back at all. They kept wailing, struggling frantically, and dreaming to get a life.

Fortunately, the flames of judgment on them have become higher and higher, and they have enveloped their entire body, not even the soul.

Buzz!

The fire of judgment burned their souls violently, a ray of annihilation, a light and shadow suddenly appeared in their minds, more and more clear, and finally spread in front of them.

This light and shadow is actually the Yanxiang City after the slaughter. There, the city walls collapsed and became ruins everywhere. On the broken rock and gravel, a cold body was tiled, or the clothes were ragged, or the corpse was incomplete, miserable It's scary.

In the ruins, a middle-aged woman stumbled forward. She held a 12-year-old child in her hands. Their faces were full of fear and despair, and two lines of tears on their cheeks dazzled.

桀桀 …… 桀桀 ……

A fierce laughter sounded from the rear and reached the middle-aged woman's ears like a devil's voice. Her pupils shrank suddenly and she ran forward like crazy.

However, she had not yet taken a few steps, and a cold blade of light glanced from the rear, tearing the sky and falling on the child without error.

Qiang!

In the sonorous sound, the long knife instantly pierced the child's chest from the back, nailed him to an ancient tree beside the road, and the hot blood spewed out.

Looking at the corpse of the child who was nailed to the tree and twitched a few times and then slumped, the woman was completely stupid and her eyes became extremely hollow.

Poof ...

Losing his soul, the middle-aged woman knelt down on the ground, looking up at the dark sky: "God! You open your eyes, open your eyes!"

"God opened his eyes?"

Hearing the voice of the middle-aged woman, Da Luo Jingbing laughed loudly behind him, pulled out the long knife nailed the child ’s body, and flung the blood from the knife, and said with a smile: "Stupid pig, God Where's the eye! "

The language fell, the knife awn reappeared.

The head of a middle-aged woman tossed up, and the blood rolled like arrows, rising into the sky like rain, staining the ground red, and gradually seeping into the ground.

Click ...

The woman broke her head and fell to the ground. Those eyes that had lost their luster were still angry, looking at the dim sky, still seeming to be accusing and asking.

Haw ...

Thousands of miles away, the two ancestors in the depths of the hall burst into two bright sparks and indescribable pain, which caused the two to utter an unspeakable howl.

In Yanxiang City, the tragedy continues ...

A young woman with a tattered clothes fell to the ground, and a soldier in the Shenxiao Temple gasped, pressing her body tightly, tearing her clothes with a strange laugh.

The miraculous woman was struggling frantically, screaming harshly, completely ignoring the scream, tearing her vocal cords fiercely, and suddenly, her expression became untidy, and said sternly: "I don't believe it! There is no retribution for death! Even if I die, I will turn into a ghost, and I will never let you go forever! "

The words fell, and the expression of the miserable woman's face was stern, her mouth opened, without breaking the tongue base without hesitation, and the hot blood spewed onto the elite soldier's body. Every drop was so bright red.

…………

Looking at this scene, the souls of the two ancestors twitched violently in the fire.

At this moment, the doubts deep in their minds became clear.

But what they don't understand is, who the **** is, so desperately gave the order of the city! Do they really think-God has no eyes! Do they really think that there is no retribution for death!

"There are gods who raise their heads three feet, and good and evil are reported in the end!"

This voice is full of penetrating power, passing through heavy mountains and echoing in the vast sky, but even so, the fire of judgment on the two people is still, even burning more violently.

Light and shadow are suspended in the void, and there are three hours. Every scene of the **** slaughter city is printed deep into the minds of the two. And the fire of judgment has also burned for three hours, howling and frightening, Enduring.

When the light and shadow gradually dissipated, the bodies of the two patriarchs began to float up, and the fire of judgment also became floating up.

Scream!

A fresh breeze slowly blew past, extinguished the fire of the trial, where the two ancestors disappeared, leaving only two white jade skeletons.

The Mountain Palace has restored its ever-changing silence ...