Xiang Wei fell from the sky, and the turbid current swallowed him. Cheng Zhiyuan's side, whether it was the flood or the wave, took the initiative to retreat. At this moment, the blue and white dragon's eyes showed, facing the sky, looking at the falling Xiang Wei demon god!

"Qingqiu Ji...yaozi!"

Xiang Wei's heart was pierced, but he did not die. The demon had many weaknesses, but few fatal points, especially ancient demon gods like him.

Although his strength has declined and he has shrunk significantly, the height that his body once reached is here. For example, other low-level demons have basically not died after being hit by this sword. The abundant energy and spirit are enough to drive the entire heart.

His chest evaporated into a hole, but he was still able to roar, but his body was temporarily paralyzed!

At this moment, Cheng Zhiyuan, whom he saw in his eyes, transformed into Long Zi Yazi. He was also smashed from the sky by Yazi in Longyuan. The jackal-like dragon son let out a playful roar, that kind of humiliation.

I will never forget myself forever!

Cheng Zhiyuan was holding Qingqiuji in his mouth!

This is also remembered in your eyes!

"Tushan clan, Tushan clan! He was also a Tushan clan back then!"

He remembered the death of his ancestors. Xiangliu disobeyed Dayu back then because of Qingqiu Ji of Tushan clan. In addition, Dayu himself had the ability to control floods. Under the double suppression, Xiangliu was almost crushed.

It was overturned.

However, the water of the country is difficult to deal with, and Qingqiuji must be planted on a large scale, but this will shake the Tushan family's national origin, so later it was replaced by the Five Emperors Tower, and Qingqiuji was inserted into it to suppress Xiangliu.

After such a long time, even the demon god was wiped out, so even if the altar was found, there was no Qingqiuji on it, and there would be no Xiangliu below it.

However, Xiang Wei, as the descendant of Xiang Liu, is an extension of his essence and blood. The situation he saw at this time is very similar to the scenery of that era!

Tushan clan, Qingqiu Mountain, has the Su Kingdom!

They are the enemy of all demons!

Ji, who is in charge of one of the eight grains in the world!

Ji means the country!

"Wooah Tushan!"

The turbid waves were pressed down by the roar of overwhelming seas. Cheng Zhiyuan fell down by the wind and rain, and the water surface was empty. After the sword edge passed, whether it was the clear water flow or the turbid evil waves, they all became extremely boiling in an instant!

The third level of Common People’s Sword Realm has not been put down yet, and is still in use!

"Clang!"

The first level is to interpret killing, the second level is to express the power of evil, and the third level is to represent unstoppable intentions, which attack each other, cut the neck and neck, kill the liver and lungs, kill people and die, and move forward!

"For the envoy to cleanse me, the wind and miasma are storms and the frost is dawn..."

"Shuilongyin!"

Cheng Zhiyuan's heavy sword tip suddenly stabbed forward!

With the sound of the drums, I know everything in the world is knocked with a sword!

The sea is bustling, and the earth is swims and dragons!

The earth veins were pulled up, and the two waves were stained with clear and turbid waves turned into eight huge water dragons, roaring, rolling in the sky waves and clouds, thunder sounded like roars, and lightning became armor, and roared in a daze, rolling back in an instant, everything was

The filthy demon atmosphere was washed away under this "blue rain"!

Dong!

The Qingjue Sword tore the turbid waves apart, Xiang Wei looked ferocious, and rushed out of it!

The sound of war drums is endless!

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!

Jackals are in the city and dragons are in the wild!

The sword in Cheng Zhiyuan's hand was not a blood-washing or a hustle weapon. At this time, he naturally cast the third sword. However, in the wind and rain, the other two were not idle. They came in the air and whistled away.

It is born with magic and evolves into the power of flying clouds, dragons and snakes!

Boom!

Its mountain sword faces the Qingjue Sword, which cleans blood and turns into blood rain, and the hustle and bustle storm roams, and the red wind and rain linger. Its mountain stone sword faces the Qingjue Scale Armor, which makes sparks splash!

The hustle and bustle of the world is worse than not coming!

clang!

Xiang Wei's sword skills are not bad, and they are even very clever. He slashed the sword in his hand. After being dodged by Cheng Zhiyuan, he immediately stretched out. This time he was unable to defend himself. Cheng Zhiyuan's lower abdomen was rubbed, and a huge piece of flesh and blood flew out directly!

"ha!"

Xiang Wei's expression was surprised and distorted. The Qingjue sword was full of barbs and the scales were scattered. Although the large piece had been beaten to pieces, the sword edge was still not damaged and was still fierce!

"So what about the immortal? After being hit by Qing Jue's sword, his spirit and spirit were killed by a quarter!"

Xiang Wei danced with all his strength, swung the sword, and threw it forward heavily. Cheng Zhiyuan turned over and jumped. The hilt of its mountain sword smashed Xiang Wei's head to sank!

The latter leaned on the ground, drew his sword and rotated, rolling up the long sound boom that tore through the air, but the stone sword did not dodge or avoid it, and a blunt light was smashed down on the head!

The roar was still resounding, and the thunder and lightning were shining in the sky. The Qingjue Sword and the mountain sword were killed together, and there was a victory or defeat. The mud on the ground and the mountains were getting dry and cracking. The energy and spirit burning in the battle between the two sides, the boiling smoke and clouds

Qi and blood are extremely hot even in the wind and rain!

Under such fierce fighting, Cheng Zhiyuan smashed half of Xiang Xiang's face with a sword, and then the blood-washing device was inserted into his lower abdomen! The buzzing sounds and chants! The word "Sword"!

With two clangs, the scales were broken and they retreated. However, Cheng Zhiyuan's shoulder was also cut by Qing Jue and another sword!

"The spirit, energy, the second one is gone! It's bleeding! Hahaha!"

For Xiang Yu, this kind of fighting style is worth it. No matter how serious the injury Cheng Zhiyuan caused to him, it is impossible to kill him immediately. However, as long as he kills Cheng Zhiyuan's four swords, the latter will definitely die on the spot!

Xiang Qi was inserted into two swords and flew out. Even so, he didn't forget to mock Cheng Zhiyuan. The consequences of the latter being slashed by Qing Jue were revealed. His strength disappeared rapidly, and his qi and blood were suddenly reduced by more than half!

The smoke and clouds spewed farther, as if they changed from the natural boiling of the spirit and spirit to burning qi and blood.

Cheng Zhiyuan is very familiar with this feeling. He saw blood oozing from his arms, but it was just a moment.

The red that oozed out of the body's surface began to turn golden.

"Huangdi Cypress..."

Cheng Zhiyuan had eaten the branches and leaves of Huangdi Cypress, so his blood also became partly golden, not just a change in breath. The inspiration that the Sword Prophet Boy got in Huanglizhiyuan, if he could stay under the Huangdi Cypress for a hundred days,

You will get incredible changes and breakthroughs.

But in fact, from ancient times to the present, no one seems to have been under that tree for a hundred days.

Death here? You can stop me from continuing to move forward?

It's wrong!

Cheng Zhiyuan ran away with great strides and disappeared into the depths of the storm!

Xiang Wei was just smiling, and suddenly he was hit by another sword in front of him!

The Heavenly Li Sword! The speed of his sword made him unable to react at all. He was powerful and powerful, and his assassination was powerful and sharp!

This sword bent Xiang Wei's neck directly, twisting it into a state that humans could never survive! Under the storm of wind and rain, between the white water and the black shadows of the young man danced a long sword, and all he could do was a angrily shout.

:
Chapter completed!