Before the end of the world came, the earth was tampered with. The ancient seal was forcibly unveiled, the magic power of another world poured in crazily, the earth's patterns woke up, and the territory began to expand, attracting the attention of the five major invading planes.

Now, this long-silent planet has finally gradually entered a world of fierce competition.

The human race on Earth, which has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years, has various strange and magnificent bloodlines, like a gushing tide, slowly awakened under the deliberate guidance of the super god host. At an astonishing speed, a group of shocking monsters quickly emerged, and even many god emperors couldn't help but fight for these prides of heaven.

This is a big explosion of overdrafted talents with uncertain futures.

If the planets also have their own will. The Earth, which has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years, may be making its own desperate struggle in a way that "spends everything".

If successful, it will undoubtedly become an "immortal planet" with highly developed magic civilization. But if it fails, the noble blood hidden on this planet will be exhausted in this catastrophe. Perhaps it will only remain silent forever for millions of years in the future, and there will be no more glory.

Xia Wushuang, this guy may be an alternative and is not considered. But as the top powerhouse in the new generation of human race, Song Zihan must have inherited some amazing ancient bloodline like Hong San, and was successfully guided by the Super God Host.

Therefore, he is completely qualified to be proud, because he is born an abnormal number and is loved by fate.

"Be loved by fate? The darling of the earth? Haha. It's really unlucky, there's a difference between closeness and distantness. My Master Xia is the biological son of the goddess of luck!" No. 7 looked at the Song Zihan, who was hanging in the sky, looking like he was the only one dancing in the sky. He wished he could directly sacrifice Bai Liyu to make the other person look arrogant.

What? I dare to say something and let my Master Xia kneel in front of his brother's grave to repent. I'm so tired of living.

This was an accident that no one expected. The strong men from Zhongzhou's "Four Capitals" and even "Five Capitals" thought that the "King of the Imperial Capital" in North China would initiate the first round of "King vs. Kings" in Zhongzhou. However, they did not expect that it was the kings of Jinling and Qindu, who were the first to meet, which made people sigh that the plan could not keep up with the changes. At the same time, they were also looking forward to it.

"When did Xia Wushuang in the south of the city become the king of Jinling? Could it be that the Storm Spirit is a vegetarian?" The powerful Jinling who retreated far away from both sides of the ark muttered silently, but did not dare to speak too loudly. As if he was afraid that someone would hear it, he would inevitably arouse hatred from a large number of "creators" in Jinling City.

Xia Wushuang stood with his sword in his right hand. His flowing black battle suit was clattering under the impact of Song Zihan's bitter sword energy.

This guy always looks too young. The young man of twenty-six or seven years old is like a young man in his early twenties. No wonder Hongsan likes him so much, and sometimes treats him as his own brother and sticks to him. This handsome and handsome boy, like the moon and the song, is really too deceptive.

But now, although Xia Wushuang still looks young, he is heroic, like the handsome and brilliant Huangshan in Zhongzhou, with a unique independent temperament and a peerless temperament. He gives people the first impression that he is not the kind of person who died prematurely when he is unlucky and falls into trouble.

clang! clang! clang! clang!

Three magic swords hanging in the air suddenly made a harsh sound of swords. As the magic power surged, a series of rushing sky-sky air pillars as big as mountains rose to the clouds, shattering the lead clouds in the sky. Under the sky, there was the peerless pressure of these three magic weapons.

This is not the sword energy that is artificially stimulated, nor is it the sword light that is chopped out by the sword holder. It is the terrifying energy that naturally flows out after the artifact awakens. Just when activated, it has endless power.

Song Zi looked at Xia Wushuang with cold eyes. Although he could not see the other party's reality, he was full of confidence in defeat.

He has three divine swords in his hand, which belongs to a complete soul suit. Once the six divine swords gather together, he can exert the power beyond the divine weapon! And now, even if there are only three, it is enough to crush the saints of the same level. It is an invincible killing weapon. His confidence lies.

All the monks were a little scared and angry. The Qin capital Song Zihan clearly showed that the carriage and horses were trying to suppress people with power and weapons, and they were rampant without any worries, which made people feel a little disgusted.

"It seems that I'm going to fight. But that's right. It's your brother who died. If anyone else was, there's a reason to be so domineering. Let's define this fight for no reason, there's no right or wrong, or a good or evil."

Xia Wushuang's extremely fair words immediately reminded the powerful people who were led by the atmosphere. He is not a kind cat bullied. His tit-for-tat confrontation with Song Zihan was entirely due to personal grudges, and there was no distinction between right and wrong.

However, while his words dispelled everyone's anger, they also established his image of being open and upright.

"I said it very well. Just for this sentence, I will leave your entire body and let you die decently." Song Zihan was born proud and I was the only one. He disdained any explanation. The man in front of him killed his younger brother. He only had a blood debt and blood-paying battle, which was so simple.

Facing Song Zihan's 'alent', Xia Wushuang still just smiled. Then he said, "Then go to space. The earth is about to be reborn, and it is not good to go around the evil demons and cause unnecessary changes."

The strong men at the dusk level can only fight by relying on the void to defend the air. However, the saints at the sunset level can barely fight in the vacuum, and their strength will not be greatly affected.

But the news released by Xia Wushuang surprised Song Zihan a little. He opened his eyes and stared at Xia Wushuang: "Are you also a saint?"

"The realm is the same. If you really want to fight for life and death, you may not be able to beat me." Xia Wushuang was still as plain as ever, making her clear attitude and not afraid of a fight.

"Wouldn't that be right? If I could compete with the saints from other regions before the 'King of the Imperial Capital' came to Qindu, my pace of winning over Zhongzhou would have accelerated." Song Zi smiled coldly, fearless.

Four or five magical artifacts on him are in the soul box and the four major combat power elements of the magician. Just the spiritual equipment, there are few awakened people who originate from the earth who can surpass him.

Under the impact of infinite sword energy, the sea surface was still calm. Xia Wushuang's unique aura suppressed all things in the throbbing and calmed them down.

"You really dare to say it."

The land of Zhongzhou is already vast, and after the earth's patterns awaken, it will become even more vast. In such a wide area, even the monster Xia Wushuang, who created the supreme meditation technique, never thought of dominating the entire Zhongzhou. He said that Song Zihan thought too much, but he really thought too much.

"Stop talking nonsense, see you in space!" Song Zihan was full of arrogance and despised mortals. He did not drag on the slightest mud, and grabbed the sword of the three artifacts and flew out of the lead cloud with the power of the supreme saint.

A group of saint-level powerful men on the sea dropped the memory crystal in their hands and cursed. The earth was so good that they had to go to outer space. How could they watch this? How did they record videos? Do they still want to be friends?

"That Xia Wushuang has a very poor character and quality!"

Xia Wushuang's words originally out of kindness immediately attracted a lot of complaints from strong people. The good impressions left before were completely destroyed and they were instantly hacked.

"If you say something else, you'll say to me, I won't beat you to death!" The five-member group of Jinling stared at him, and it seemed that he had really become Xia Wushuang's loyal fan.

"Your leader is so proud! Song Zihan stole the 'Xia Yu', 'Zhanlu', 'Chixiao' from the tomb of the Qin Emperor. The three divine swords passed down from ancient times are so powerful that they have killed the giant insect saints, which may cause your leader to suffer a lot." The awakened man from Qindu suddenly stood up and said this.

Several other powerful Qindu people also followed suit. The story of Song Zihan carrying three swords on that day, crossing most of the Qinling Mountains, and stabbing a saint-level giant insect corpse witch under the sword, was slowly described in an epic and mythical way of expression. It immediately caused a sigh of relief from everyone.

Hong San General drank only a few items in the cup, and reluctantly poured them into Xiao Liuli's cup. He clapped his hands and suddenly stood up.
Chapter completed!