The battle between the saint and the gods led to the gathering of the sea of ​​clouds, and the power of nature manifested at this time. The wind and rain came with the thunder and roaring, and the momentum was huge. The gods and saints outside the clouds were not affected, but the soil was

Immortals and ghosts are instantaneously in a positional exchange.

Yue has never suffered such serious injuries. When most of the power of hell does not play much role in the immortals, the ghost magic was naturally restrained. However, the most terrifying thing is that the opponent can only use it from beginning to end.

It's all just swordsmanship.

"Say...sword man!"

At this point, she didn't know which immortal was opposite her. The sword-user could only use the sword-user, and the only one who talked about the sword-user.

The sword is sharp and has no sharpness. Under the wind and rain, the sword energy seems to turn into a sky, wrapping up the wind and rain, and also wrapping up thousands of ghosts and monsters and ghost girls.

Sword energy from all directions!

Every drop of rain, mud, breeze, and sudden wind are all sword energy!

Yue is about to retreat. Although she is reluctant to leave the other person's eyes, and is very angry and dissatisfied with the immortal playing tricks on her, she now understands more clearly that if she does not retreat at this time, then she is the one who is devoted to the world.

The clone will inevitably collapse and will not exist at all.

In the sun, there is almost no way to erase ghosts under the saints. Gods are similar to ghosts, but they are different. However, although they can pose a certain threat to ghosts, if ghosts insist on avoiding, gods will still feel difficult, but immortals will not.

The same is true.

If a ghost falls under the hands of an immortal, it will inevitably lead to a loss of body and soul, and... it will turn into nourishment for the immortal to grow!

The green light was fierce. With a silent sword light, Yue's body was penetrated. She was floating and she could not gather a complete posture as she originally did. She was obviously gradually falling into a desperate situation.

The blessing of wind and rain, the ghosts and gods, who could only be used three times, can be used again immediately. This is because after the wind and rain, the immortal's spirit was replenished, and even gradually rose and the ship rose. In this state, the upper limit increased and the spirit was

The gods are full and rising, so this desperate sword technique can naturally be used more times.

Originally, Cheng Zhiyuan was about to run away, but unexpectedly it suddenly rained in the sky.

"This is timely rain. Today, God probably has a surname of Song."

Cheng Zhiyuan muttered in his heart, and after a blink of an eye, the sword in his hand had already stabbed Yue in front of his face.

In fact, Cheng Zhiyuan has always thought that he should have the skills of sword control. As a classic move in the hands of immortals, he can't use it as a sword immortal with a good root. This is simply a great shame in the sword immortal world. According to the novelist, it should

It is the Qi Refining Stage that I can control swordsmanship, but I can only use my sword to cut, and the ones flying out are just sword energy and sword intent.

But this makes me feel like I have a sword that is so fleshy. In fact, I can’t say anything bad. If the sword flies out and can’t come back, should I still play it?

Thinking of this, Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly felt that there was nothing to learn about the sword technique. He was more at ease with such a deadly weapon in his hand and he would not divide the sword. He threw out this real magic weapon.

I took a purple gold gourd for someone else...

No matter how hard I think about it, the sword in my hand is not slow!

"The sky drum dong dong, the demon-slaying platform appears, the sky lit the hammer, the sound of it is majestic, the rain concubine blows the hammer, the sound of it is erotic..."

Cheng Zhiyuan's voice is getting louder and louder!

"I am the sword man under the throne of the King of Nanhuazhen!"

Press Qingke to shock the ghosts of the mountain!

Swing the sword, raising the momentum and shattering from the sky!

A sword!

The power is unmatched, and the speed is even more terrifying!

This sword was so scared that Yue's pretty face was extremely pale. The second sword, the third sword, the fourth sword... She retreated step by step and gradually collapsed under the suppression of the majestic sword force. Until this time, she

I knew that even if I wanted to escape, I could only use my last gaze to remember Cheng Zhiyuan's appearance and give it back to the body far away in the underworld.

"Blue and white glass-colored eyes..."

The thirty sword!

"This is the best eye in the world..."

The Fifty Sword!

"But there are also the most lie-in-the-mouth mouths in the world..."

The Seventy-Ninth Sword!

"And the most terrifying sword..."

The Ninety Sword!

clang!

The roaring Feng Shui crushed the soil, the cold springs collapsed, the small hell was destroyed, and the moon's "incarnation" also completely collapsed and disappeared in this mountainous country in the southern world.

The tall trees fell down weakly, and the long-standing stones scattered silently into dust. The wind and rain were shrill, but they also hid the joy of victory. When the sword edge of the mountain sword finally embedded deeply in the sand, Cheng Zhiyuan's back

The shoulders kept rising and falling, feeling relieved, and exhaled a long breath.

Gray-red bloodshot appeared in his blue-white eyes.

The drifting ghost energy began to turn into long lines at this time, gathering towards the immortals.

The dragon roar spread like water waves around it, and when it encountered obstacles, it turned into ripples and spread repeatedly, until the vast mountainous areas were heard!

............

Hunxie Wutan escaped from the previous battlefield in a panic. He no longer had the intention to care whether Yue was alive or dead. Instead, when he fled before, he cared about a word that Yue said made him very concerned.

Fairy!

This young demon-slaying young man is not a person in the normal sense, but an immortal.

One person and one mountain are called immortals. Immortals are the migration of immortality.

Born as an immortal, one of the six people in the world, he is in charge of the wind and rain!

Hunxie Utan was able to arrive in the Southern World as an envoy, so he was naturally not the kind of ignorant reckless man. On the contrary, he was very knowledgeable and even planned to go to Jixia Academy for advice, but now it seems that he cannot go to Qi State.

And, in contrast, he even lost the box of Hanquan Hell.

No wonder I couldn't kill that guy before, the body of the immortal, was extremely powerful. As long as I didn't suffer "sufferable injury" in an instant, the immortal's body could recover as soon as possible in a very short period of time.

Thinking of this time when he came to Nanshi, he wanted to take Zhao Qian away, but was disrupted by this young man. The foolproof situation was broken. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the more terrifying he felt. Finally, he was fierce.

The fist hit the ground, and the smoke and dust were everywhere.

"Since I was sent, why did you meet this son? If I don't die today, I will surely save my shame today!"

"Thief! Thief! Thief! Thief! Thief! Thief! I'm so angry!"

Zhao Qian had never stayed. Although he had killed so many people from Zhao when he trapped him before, he also absorbed a lot of luck in Zhao Qian. Similarly, Zhao State had also planted the seeds of weakening to a limited extent.

......

But this kind of seed has been working for too long and has no use at all!

The captured ice corpses could have been taken away, but now... are gone! They are all gone!

"I still have some use! I can't leave, I can't leave Zhao State... Big Locust Tree, I want to find that big locust tree, which is a place to raise spirits. Since I can't take Zhao's energy, I will ruin it.

The root...breaks its root!"

"I want to find it...it should be near the 'Battle of Zuoquan' to the 'Battle of the Land'..."

"I won't leave, I'll be here..."

Hunxie Eudan's breath was breathing violently, but after a long time, his clenched fist slowly relaxed. At this time, a strange full moon mark appeared on the back of his right hand, but it began to become corrupt.

.

In an instant, he felt like he was venting his supreme spirit.

"There's not much time...will I die?"
Chapter completed!