Wei Wuya shook his head and sighed. The attack of the two swords like dragons suddenly accelerated. The sword lights shone brightly. The sharpness and repulsion of the positive and negative poles intertwined between the sword lights, which was magical and unpredictable.
Being in such a mysterious sword light always makes the opponent feel deeply powerless
Gravity repulsion is mixed together, whether it is blocking or attacking, it is always disturbed, and every move is difficult to turn around, and every move is always deviated.
Almost no one can break the two confusing opposite forces. The Lord of Zhengtian Pavilion Tian Yuanzi was defeated and seriously injured under this move, and it is still difficult to heal
Even Lin Fengyu relied on his natural moves to compete with each other. Perhaps even if Wei Wuya himself could not do it.
Except Ning Nan
The bright eyes shine like bright stars. The area of the law under the sword move of the black and white swords is seen in a very detailed manner. The gravity repulsive force is like two black and white silk threads entangled together. Although it is chaotic, there is still a difference.
Ning Nan saw it clearly. A pair of white lotus arms bowed and arrowed on the left and right. The power of the law was used to peel off the silk and peel off the cocoon quickly and incoherently untied the double force of the repel.
Wei Wuya nodded secretly, and his palms were closed and his palms were rotated as the axis. The sword light speed suddenly increased
Ning Nan's eyes widened and speeded up, but Wei Wuya added many changes to speed up. Although she could see clearly, she was not as good as her opponent's old Taoist. When the sword light broke, a color hung on each of her left arm and right shoulder, like flesh, blood flowed like a note.
Always a little bit worse! With the situation dominant, Wei Wuya was a little bit unhappy: Nangong Jianhe was a little bit less, and his daughter was a little bit less, Ning Yatou, so too! Unfortunately, it's a pity
Ning Nan gritted his teeth and used his true energy to seal the wound and said: What's the harm in terms of poor cultivation? None of us would easily admit defeat and even bite a piece of meat! Under the disadvantage, the fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.
Wei Wuya said inexplicably: That's right! It's really amazing that I can dismantle my killer move to this level. It's already better than Tian Yuanzi. Does your sister Zi'er still have hope?
This question is inexplicable, but it seems that you are concerned about the battles that are far more common than you are.
Ning Nan was puzzled, but it didn't hinder her from being confident: This is Blue Sword Villa, she won't lose so easily, she will win!
Very good! Wei Wuya showed a mysterious smile and said: You have to follow closely now!
Ning Nan was secretly careful, but he never thought that Wei Wuya left her and danced her wings and suddenly collided into the melee of the two armies. Wherever he passed, there was a sea of corpses and blood, and there was no one who could join the general.
Facing the great protector of the Demon Sect and the master of the rebellious sect, Ning Nan could not predict his next move at all.
When he came to his senses, more than ten people died under Wei Wuya’s sword!
Many cultivators in China were raided, and they scolded loudly but did not dare to fight, and fled in desperation. Wherever Wei Wuya passed, it seemed like he was shaking waves.
As the demon army clamored, Wei Wuya rushed left and right, and Wu Huai's mouth turned around from time to time to start Ning Nan's attack but did not take up the battle. He only relied on the unparalleled escape technique of Yin and Yang wings while hiding and killing.
If anyone who was most hated by the cultivators in this battle was the most hated by the cultivators in China, Wei Wuya would have to do it. The bloody crimes in his hands were piled up like a mountain, and he wished he could eat his flesh.
Yi Luoluo sacrificed the power of the laws of hell and heaven, just like the sails of hope in the chaos army. In the chaos army, countless cultivators in the Shenzhou tried their best to move closer to her, hoping to unite the army.
Several demon kings and Yi Luoluo have already met. With these great masters guarding each other, she was able to look at the battlefield and issue orders.
The Demon Army also found something strange here, and mobilized the masters to extinguish the light of hope and were firmly guarded by the four demon kings.
The demon army cannot attack, and the gourd begins to gather people's hands accordingly, but no one is as talented as the witch of the Free Heaven, who can control the power of the law with his late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation. The effect is far inferior in the chaos battlefield.
The idea is effective and the more confident it is easier to be more confident. The frequent orders are not to stay in place, and the number of demon soldiers is relatively concentrated.
There are four demon kings who charge first, and the power of the laws of hell and heaven is very powerful. They often break up the small groups that the demon army had just gathered.
As they attacked everywhere, more and more cultivators from Shenzhou were reunited around them. When the two worlds were fighting, the peak Nascent Soul masters were at a disadvantage, and the melee unexpectedly gained the upper hand.
Wei Wuya's rushing forward was at this moment. Yi Luoluo looked at him from afar and rushed towards him like thunder. He was shocked and shocked and mustered up the courage to fight in hell and heaven.
Wei Wuya's figure was paused and he broke through the strange folded space...
More than 10,000 cultivators have gathered around Yi Luoluo, and Wei Wuya is not greedy for merit. He flew back and forth and cut a gap in his wings. More than 2,000 cultivators were cut and lost their formation and cut off contact with the central army.
Yi Luoluo was furious and only regretted that he could not handle the cultivation level of his own, and even scolded him repeatedly, fucking all the ancestors of the Black and White Langjun and hated him to the bone.
Fortunately, Ning Nan has caught up with Wei Wuya, and the arrows in his hand are as dense as rain.
Wei Wuya dared not neglect and had no time to distract him. Gu Ningshen took the battle
The two gradually moved away from the melee to avoid accidentally hurting their colleagues
Master Wulu chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and the nine golden wheels behind him shone like the scorching sun, and the golden light shook the three-accented lion's roar.
Although the other battlefields are exciting, if it is intense, this is the only place.
Among the ten guardians of the Demon Sect, the Sky Eagle Saint Tang Jiuling and the Bat King Fu Tianying have both fallen. Wei Wuya and Xiao Yu meet their opponents.
The remaining guardian emperor sword, the sword of the sword, Xiaotian, Yumang, Dragon Captain, Soul Devouring and other six people besieged Shangguan, Duanmu two heads, Master Wulu, Tianjizi, Gu Xu Zhenren and Fang Xuanyi
Twelve peak Nascent Soul masters fight in one place
This time, it is different from the mutual tests of the first battle on the Demon Island. Everyone is in a situation of life and death. All the magic weapons and tricks are used at the bottom of the box. The waves of air just make people unbearable
Fang Xuanyi has not been able to advance to the peak of the Yuanying, and the Demon Sect Emperor Sword and Sword are half better than the rest of the people. The masters of Shenzhou were under the slump.
However, compared to the siege of the two realms of devils in advance, it is many times better than the fact that the enemy is less and more.
Although the Demon Sect has the upper hand, it is still stalemate
Mo Feifan's four hooves and feet are walking on the wind and clouds, this Taiyi Sancai Immortal Locking Formation is his unique skill.
However, only the three sacred beasts and the two peak ghost kings of the Yuanying, the five people trapped tens of thousands of ghost cultivators, among which five were the peak ghost kings of the Yuanying, and even Mo Qilin felt extremely stressed.
Bai Yiting sweated like rain, and the golden characters of the saint in her mouth gradually became darker. Her cultivation level in the late stage of the Nascent Soul was the lowest, and even if she was a sacred beast, she gradually couldn't bear it.
Qianqian, how long will it take? Mo Qilin grinned his teeth and frowned and his pressure gradually increased. His strong muscles were so strong that his grave was bulging. A pair of shrimp's eyes also had bloodshots.
Not enough blood and energy! Can you hold on? Luo Qianqian also struggled to support her sweaty heavy clothes
It's still true, I'm worried that Nangong Manor will not be able to hold on for long, Bu Yefeng will eventually be a big problem!
Mo Feifan was anxious, but he had to endure it hard
Every battlefield is related to the overall situation, and any mistake will break the short-term balance
Bu Yefeng? Master Nantuo opened his eyes when he always lowered his eyebrows and drooped his eyes. Is the Demon Lord Bu Yefeng?
Mo Feifan thought to himself: Is the ghost monk so confused about chanting scriptures?
Thinking about it again makes me feel relieved
It is impossible for the Demon Sect to call out the name directly, and they are all called Demon Reverence.
Besides, Bu Yefeng briefly appeared not long ago and sneaked into Yiyun Mountain. All the affairs of the Demon Sect were left to Wei Wuya, and the two had never met.
Not sure, it's reasonable
That's right! Hehe, that is, the five masters of the Hall of Yangxin, Mo Feifan responded to the truth
Amitabha! If he is in the five directions, who is my monk? Master Nantuo sighed
Uh? Ghost Monk, are you? Mo Feifan was stunned. Could it be that this is the real master of Wufang?
Nantuo was the five-way master of the Yangxin Palace in the past, Bu Yefeng Demonic Art, and planned to unify China after he achieved his success. He wanted to set up a perfect stake. The Yangxin Palace, which did not enter the world, became the best choice.
Master Wufang has been practicing for many years and cannot get close to it. Bu Yefeng came up with a plan and told the tragic events of the past years in China with a letter and told him about his identity.
Master Wufang is a monk with compassion and is particularly willing to meet Bu Yefeng to resolve the knot in his heart.
In case of Bu Ye storm, the Master Wufang died and disappeared. He had only a little bit of his mind to practice and did not want to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation. At the moment of death, he actually used the White Bone Buddhism to be reborn as a ghost cultivation.
Even though Bu Yefeng has extensive knowledge, how can he know everything about him?
Only when Master Wufang is dead, he can rest assured to use his advanced skills as a fellow Buddhist and demon practitioner, Li Dai Tao Zombie
After becoming a ghost in the body of the five directions, the master of the five directions was thrown into the ghost world. The cruelty and violent place here is far better than China and there is no possibility of enlightenment. He made his Buddha's heart confused and he called him the Dharma name Nantuo, which means that the world is difficult and he is trapped in mudtuo.
Luo Qianqian formed a ghost army to return to Shenzhou to take revenge. He instinctively felt that it was a glimmer of opportunity, so he took the initiative to follow him.
After several encounters with Shenzhou, the senior brother Master Wulu was seen from afar, but now he has turned into a ghost, and the Buddha's heart is shaken, and he dare not recognize each other in shame.
When I was in Shenzhou, my name was Wufangbu Yefeng. So that's it! The magic seal in Master Nantuo's hand changed: Since that's the case, I swear to eliminate all my sins!
One hundred and eight exposed Buddhist beads opened their mouths and spewed out pale fire. Master Nantuo's voice was as thunderous as thunder: I made a great vow, and one day I used this pale bone fire to purify the evil ghost realm! Where do you come from and where do you go back
The White Bone Buddha Fire burned the Ghost Army, and many ghost cultivators showed a liberation expression in the flames and disappeared from nothingness, leaving behind a strong bloody energy.
The blood and energy that Luo Qianqian had collected with great effort suddenly accelerated, and the huge magic array carved under the Ghost Army was full of blood. She whispered: It's almost done! Xiao Mo took action!
Xiao Mo...Okay! Mo Feifan grinned and sniffed: Master is wrong. Could it be that Master will go back to the evil ghost realm? The blue fire in his mouth is so strong that he burns the sky and boils the sea
Master Nantuo smiled slightly: I am from Shenzhou, but since I came back, I would not leave!
The magic circle channel connecting the ghost world and the Shenzhou was thundering, as if a large copper door was opening, and the buzzing sound made the green mountains echo.
Oh! If you read that right, this is a two-world channel? Do you still think that China will lose?
Fu Yuyan opened her mouth and sprayed a stream of pink mist, holding the Demon King Seal's thin waist style in her hand, and she was swaying in. Your foreign players are about to go back to their hometown, and you can't go back to your hometown? The Demon World can't go, and Shenzhou can't make it. Why don't you get out with me?
Compared with Fu Yuyan's endless elusive Taoism, what makes Su Buyan's headache the most is the demon king seal that is not triggered.
To this day, he has completely understood that these people are crazy people whom he cannot understand. They will not bow their knees, surrender, and will not be slaughtered. When necessary, they will definitely choose to trade life for life.
That demon king seal may explode under Fu Yuyan's self-destruction of the Nascent Soul...
Su Buyan was not sure to escape from the demon king's seal, and the morale of the Tianhu clan was low and the army had no fighting spirit, which was even more fatal.
He understood that he had finished it completely. He had neither the determination to take Fu Yuyan nor the courage to fight. Fu Yuyan held the demon king seal and approached him. He subconsciously retreated and hid far away.
The only support he is still standing here, keeping a safe distance, dragging Fu Yuyan to the destruction without running away, but it is just a sense of unwillingness and unwillingness to fail. It is hoped that the Demon Sect's Yuanying Peak can win at the peak of the Demon Sect to win Fu Yuyan to save some face and dignity.
But what afterwards?
As Fu Yuyan said, the world is so big that there is no place to live in my own place
It's a pity that Fu Yuyan took his mind right and still didn't relax her vigilance at all. She always guarded against the killer who caught him off guard.
Su Buyan had a collapsed will and did not even have the courage to try a fatal blow...
The huge shadow of the demon god was cast on the ground, making it seem that the figure who was resurrected is weak and can be bullied.
There were still blood on the corner of Nangong Zixia's mouth, and her body was covered in fragrant sweat and wet on her long hair, just like a new bath just came out.
She was the most powerful hero who would not let the evil hero kill Tang Jiuling himself.
But in front of Ye Feng, he seemed to be just a beautiful woman who was stripped naked and allowed to pick her naked
That's an insurmountable gap like a natural chasm
Taia buzzed sadly, met his old opponent again but was defeated again, unable to avenge his ex-master, which was difficult to accept for this psychic divine weapon.
I have always been a pity for the beauty of the dog. If I hold it, I will never be willing to feed it to Zi'er's mouth.
Bu Yefeng said coldly, his eyes behind the ghost face were gloomy and cold, and an angry face could be seen vaguely.
I heard that the young master Rimu is elegant and elegant. I don’t want to be with a group of perverts in the Demon Sect for a long time and even turned into dirty things. I don’t know how Fairy Luoying, who was under the Nine Springs, felt?
Nangong Zixia raised Taia: If you hadn't used a trick, you were not the opponent of your father at all. If you were defeated in the battle, you would still dare to speak out today? Duan Yue, you have seen it, how about taking another move?
Speaking of his deceased wife Shang Miaoyu, Bu Yefeng's face became even more furious. This move made him suffer a great loss and almost died, so he did not dare to neglect.
The strong wind suddenly rose, the thunder poured, and Nangong Zixia's pretty figure disappeared in the light of lightning
A little cold star flows in the bright white lightning, which is brighter than the lightning falling like a prison. The cold star flows through it and leaves a faint phantom. It is exactly the appearance of the unparalleled sword king Tai'a.
The sword light is strong and the sword intent is rushing. This is the unique skill of the Nangong family of the Sword Sect in the World. The last move of the Thunder Swallowing Sword Technique is also the last blow of Nangong Zixia. One blow determines the victory or defeat.
The golden sword king Taia suddenly shone with colorful light. In the vast darkness of the Fartian Demonic God Array, Nangong Zixia's figure suddenly appeared. She stepped on Taia, and was flying in purple clothes, as if she was stepping on the colorful rainbow bridge.
The starlight stopped at the tip of Taia's sword, and everything around it seemed to have lost its light. There was only this little starlight between heaven and earth, and there was only this little starlight between heaven and earth guiding the way forward, and it was invincible.
The Demon Lord Step Ye Feng is the only person in the world to face Duan Yue twice
In a trance, Nangong Zixia seemed as tall and upright as Nangong Jianhe, and she could not be regarded as sharp.
Izumo Mountain roared in unison, and the sword intent accumulated in the sword sect over the past thousand years seemed to be gathered in the beautiful figure in the air.
The ancestors of the Blue Sword Villa are above, Dad is in the sky, please protect Zi'er and eliminate demons! His aura has reached its peak, and the thunder and fire are intertwined and purple aura is rising. Nangong Zixia's foot stepping on the Gang Dou slowly moves forward
Bu Yefeng raised his sword eyebrows, held the Demon Heavenly Demon Flag and leaped on the Demon God's shoulder.
Nangong Zixia gradually speeded up. She wanted to increase her speed to the fastest moment she approached Bu Yefeng, and use the supreme sword king's power and forward momentum to completely defeat the Demon Heavenly Evil Formation in one fell swoop
Bu Yefeng's eyes were all waiting for the battle to fall on a cold star at the tip of Taia's sword. A black vortex could be seen in the bright white starlight, which was a place where explosive power gathered like a storm in the void.
It was also a terrifying memory that Bu Yefeng couldn't bear to look back on. In the battle of Izumo Mountain, the starlight almost swallowed him, leaving him with indelible sword energy wounds.
Nangong Zixia fell like a flying bird and a proud female eagle. Bu Yefeng's gaze was also noticed in the starry eyes that were clearly visible.
The tip of Taia's sword trembled, and ten sword energy squirted out clearly in layers. The tenth sword light hit the ninth sword light and the eighth sword light... Paiyun sword
Bu Yefeng was caught off guard by Duan Yue. In panic, the demon god roared and punched it as if it was blowing the air. He had to use the demon god's indestructible body to crack it.
The Demon God fought hard to defeat the Yunjian. When the old power had exhausted its new power, Taia sword light arrived accurately.
Broken Moon! Nangong Zixia shouted angrily, and the full sword energy surged out like a flood breaking through the dam
The demon's arms turned into powder as the sword energy trembled, and Taia rushed straight to Bu Yefeng's side.
A line of life and death, Nangong Zixia's clear eyes reflected Bu Yefeng's panicked eyes suddenly smiled
The demon god with broken arms blew like a thunderous thunder, and the fangs in his bloody mouth were as thrilling as steel knife. Its black body disappeared, and all the demonic energy condensed on the head, and he opened his mouth and bit Tai'a tightly.
Duan Yue is incompetent, and a large piece of black gas leaks out from the demon god's only remaining head, but Nangong Zixia's advance ends abruptly!
Bu Yefeng sighed: Zi'er, you are really disappointed! The Demonic Heavenly God Flag hit the ten successful forces to attack. Nangong Zixia, whose empty door was wide open, knocked the beauty out of the beautiful person.
In the past, my father-in-law moved forward without any tricks to get rid of his husband Zi'er, but this is not the case. What's the use of tricks? He lost from the first step of stepping on the turbulent fight.
Bu Yefeng looked back at the battlefield and felt that China was only in his palms: Zi'er still had fear in her heart, otherwise it wouldn't be so. If she only used the momentum of breaking the moon with one hand, she might not be able to win.
Nangong Zixia fell to the ground and was speechless, listening to Bu Yefeng: But it is good to be afraid. Extreme pain will make people extremely afraid, and extreme fear will make people collapse. For husbands, they don’t like Zi'er’s aggressiveness now, so they have to completely destroy your will and reshape it into what they want.
A black flame condensed from Bu Yefeng's hand: It is for Zi'er to hurt Zi'er for her husband. There are also a hundred ways to make people turn around when they are dying. It's even more difficult to recover due to damage to their face. Zi'er should not worry about this! Now it is the first one.
The black magic fire bounced out, and his true energy was exhausted. Nangong Zixia, who was severely injured, looked dull and let the flames go to her body, and was instantly swallowed by the black fire.
However, what Bu Yefeng did not expect was that there was no heart-wrenching scream in the black fire that could even burn out of the soul. Instead, a little oval bloody fire rose from the black fire, and the bears became more and more fierce to swallow the black fire.
Nangong Zixia's delicate body was surrounded by blood and fire. It was vaguely visible that the beauty chuckled and said: Doing so many things is just to determine one thing, you have finished talking nonsense? Now it's my turn to tell you why there is no top-level sword in the Nangong family that is blue, and it is called Blue Sword Villa.
Being in such a mysterious sword light always makes the opponent feel deeply powerless
Gravity repulsion is mixed together, whether it is blocking or attacking, it is always disturbed, and every move is difficult to turn around, and every move is always deviated.
Almost no one can break the two confusing opposite forces. The Lord of Zhengtian Pavilion Tian Yuanzi was defeated and seriously injured under this move, and it is still difficult to heal
Even Lin Fengyu relied on his natural moves to compete with each other. Perhaps even if Wei Wuya himself could not do it.
Except Ning Nan
The bright eyes shine like bright stars. The area of the law under the sword move of the black and white swords is seen in a very detailed manner. The gravity repulsive force is like two black and white silk threads entangled together. Although it is chaotic, there is still a difference.
Ning Nan saw it clearly. A pair of white lotus arms bowed and arrowed on the left and right. The power of the law was used to peel off the silk and peel off the cocoon quickly and incoherently untied the double force of the repel.
Wei Wuya nodded secretly, and his palms were closed and his palms were rotated as the axis. The sword light speed suddenly increased
Ning Nan's eyes widened and speeded up, but Wei Wuya added many changes to speed up. Although she could see clearly, she was not as good as her opponent's old Taoist. When the sword light broke, a color hung on each of her left arm and right shoulder, like flesh, blood flowed like a note.
Always a little bit worse! With the situation dominant, Wei Wuya was a little bit unhappy: Nangong Jianhe was a little bit less, and his daughter was a little bit less, Ning Yatou, so too! Unfortunately, it's a pity
Ning Nan gritted his teeth and used his true energy to seal the wound and said: What's the harm in terms of poor cultivation? None of us would easily admit defeat and even bite a piece of meat! Under the disadvantage, the fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.
Wei Wuya said inexplicably: That's right! It's really amazing that I can dismantle my killer move to this level. It's already better than Tian Yuanzi. Does your sister Zi'er still have hope?
This question is inexplicable, but it seems that you are concerned about the battles that are far more common than you are.
Ning Nan was puzzled, but it didn't hinder her from being confident: This is Blue Sword Villa, she won't lose so easily, she will win!
Very good! Wei Wuya showed a mysterious smile and said: You have to follow closely now!
Ning Nan was secretly careful, but he never thought that Wei Wuya left her and danced her wings and suddenly collided into the melee of the two armies. Wherever he passed, there was a sea of corpses and blood, and there was no one who could join the general.
Facing the great protector of the Demon Sect and the master of the rebellious sect, Ning Nan could not predict his next move at all.
When he came to his senses, more than ten people died under Wei Wuya’s sword!
Many cultivators in China were raided, and they scolded loudly but did not dare to fight, and fled in desperation. Wherever Wei Wuya passed, it seemed like he was shaking waves.
As the demon army clamored, Wei Wuya rushed left and right, and Wu Huai's mouth turned around from time to time to start Ning Nan's attack but did not take up the battle. He only relied on the unparalleled escape technique of Yin and Yang wings while hiding and killing.
If anyone who was most hated by the cultivators in this battle was the most hated by the cultivators in China, Wei Wuya would have to do it. The bloody crimes in his hands were piled up like a mountain, and he wished he could eat his flesh.
Yi Luoluo sacrificed the power of the laws of hell and heaven, just like the sails of hope in the chaos army. In the chaos army, countless cultivators in the Shenzhou tried their best to move closer to her, hoping to unite the army.
Several demon kings and Yi Luoluo have already met. With these great masters guarding each other, she was able to look at the battlefield and issue orders.
The Demon Army also found something strange here, and mobilized the masters to extinguish the light of hope and were firmly guarded by the four demon kings.
The demon army cannot attack, and the gourd begins to gather people's hands accordingly, but no one is as talented as the witch of the Free Heaven, who can control the power of the law with his late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation. The effect is far inferior in the chaos battlefield.
The idea is effective and the more confident it is easier to be more confident. The frequent orders are not to stay in place, and the number of demon soldiers is relatively concentrated.
There are four demon kings who charge first, and the power of the laws of hell and heaven is very powerful. They often break up the small groups that the demon army had just gathered.
As they attacked everywhere, more and more cultivators from Shenzhou were reunited around them. When the two worlds were fighting, the peak Nascent Soul masters were at a disadvantage, and the melee unexpectedly gained the upper hand.
Wei Wuya's rushing forward was at this moment. Yi Luoluo looked at him from afar and rushed towards him like thunder. He was shocked and shocked and mustered up the courage to fight in hell and heaven.
Wei Wuya's figure was paused and he broke through the strange folded space...
More than 10,000 cultivators have gathered around Yi Luoluo, and Wei Wuya is not greedy for merit. He flew back and forth and cut a gap in his wings. More than 2,000 cultivators were cut and lost their formation and cut off contact with the central army.
Yi Luoluo was furious and only regretted that he could not handle the cultivation level of his own, and even scolded him repeatedly, fucking all the ancestors of the Black and White Langjun and hated him to the bone.
Fortunately, Ning Nan has caught up with Wei Wuya, and the arrows in his hand are as dense as rain.
Wei Wuya dared not neglect and had no time to distract him. Gu Ningshen took the battle
The two gradually moved away from the melee to avoid accidentally hurting their colleagues
Master Wulu chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and the nine golden wheels behind him shone like the scorching sun, and the golden light shook the three-accented lion's roar.
Although the other battlefields are exciting, if it is intense, this is the only place.
Among the ten guardians of the Demon Sect, the Sky Eagle Saint Tang Jiuling and the Bat King Fu Tianying have both fallen. Wei Wuya and Xiao Yu meet their opponents.
The remaining guardian emperor sword, the sword of the sword, Xiaotian, Yumang, Dragon Captain, Soul Devouring and other six people besieged Shangguan, Duanmu two heads, Master Wulu, Tianjizi, Gu Xu Zhenren and Fang Xuanyi
Twelve peak Nascent Soul masters fight in one place
This time, it is different from the mutual tests of the first battle on the Demon Island. Everyone is in a situation of life and death. All the magic weapons and tricks are used at the bottom of the box. The waves of air just make people unbearable
Fang Xuanyi has not been able to advance to the peak of the Yuanying, and the Demon Sect Emperor Sword and Sword are half better than the rest of the people. The masters of Shenzhou were under the slump.
However, compared to the siege of the two realms of devils in advance, it is many times better than the fact that the enemy is less and more.
Although the Demon Sect has the upper hand, it is still stalemate
Mo Feifan's four hooves and feet are walking on the wind and clouds, this Taiyi Sancai Immortal Locking Formation is his unique skill.
However, only the three sacred beasts and the two peak ghost kings of the Yuanying, the five people trapped tens of thousands of ghost cultivators, among which five were the peak ghost kings of the Yuanying, and even Mo Qilin felt extremely stressed.
Bai Yiting sweated like rain, and the golden characters of the saint in her mouth gradually became darker. Her cultivation level in the late stage of the Nascent Soul was the lowest, and even if she was a sacred beast, she gradually couldn't bear it.
Qianqian, how long will it take? Mo Qilin grinned his teeth and frowned and his pressure gradually increased. His strong muscles were so strong that his grave was bulging. A pair of shrimp's eyes also had bloodshots.
Not enough blood and energy! Can you hold on? Luo Qianqian also struggled to support her sweaty heavy clothes
It's still true, I'm worried that Nangong Manor will not be able to hold on for long, Bu Yefeng will eventually be a big problem!
Mo Feifan was anxious, but he had to endure it hard
Every battlefield is related to the overall situation, and any mistake will break the short-term balance
Bu Yefeng? Master Nantuo opened his eyes when he always lowered his eyebrows and drooped his eyes. Is the Demon Lord Bu Yefeng?
Mo Feifan thought to himself: Is the ghost monk so confused about chanting scriptures?
Thinking about it again makes me feel relieved
It is impossible for the Demon Sect to call out the name directly, and they are all called Demon Reverence.
Besides, Bu Yefeng briefly appeared not long ago and sneaked into Yiyun Mountain. All the affairs of the Demon Sect were left to Wei Wuya, and the two had never met.
Not sure, it's reasonable
That's right! Hehe, that is, the five masters of the Hall of Yangxin, Mo Feifan responded to the truth
Amitabha! If he is in the five directions, who is my monk? Master Nantuo sighed
Uh? Ghost Monk, are you? Mo Feifan was stunned. Could it be that this is the real master of Wufang?
Nantuo was the five-way master of the Yangxin Palace in the past, Bu Yefeng Demonic Art, and planned to unify China after he achieved his success. He wanted to set up a perfect stake. The Yangxin Palace, which did not enter the world, became the best choice.
Master Wufang has been practicing for many years and cannot get close to it. Bu Yefeng came up with a plan and told the tragic events of the past years in China with a letter and told him about his identity.
Master Wufang is a monk with compassion and is particularly willing to meet Bu Yefeng to resolve the knot in his heart.
In case of Bu Ye storm, the Master Wufang died and disappeared. He had only a little bit of his mind to practice and did not want to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation. At the moment of death, he actually used the White Bone Buddhism to be reborn as a ghost cultivation.
Even though Bu Yefeng has extensive knowledge, how can he know everything about him?
Only when Master Wufang is dead, he can rest assured to use his advanced skills as a fellow Buddhist and demon practitioner, Li Dai Tao Zombie
After becoming a ghost in the body of the five directions, the master of the five directions was thrown into the ghost world. The cruelty and violent place here is far better than China and there is no possibility of enlightenment. He made his Buddha's heart confused and he called him the Dharma name Nantuo, which means that the world is difficult and he is trapped in mudtuo.
Luo Qianqian formed a ghost army to return to Shenzhou to take revenge. He instinctively felt that it was a glimmer of opportunity, so he took the initiative to follow him.
After several encounters with Shenzhou, the senior brother Master Wulu was seen from afar, but now he has turned into a ghost, and the Buddha's heart is shaken, and he dare not recognize each other in shame.
When I was in Shenzhou, my name was Wufangbu Yefeng. So that's it! The magic seal in Master Nantuo's hand changed: Since that's the case, I swear to eliminate all my sins!
One hundred and eight exposed Buddhist beads opened their mouths and spewed out pale fire. Master Nantuo's voice was as thunderous as thunder: I made a great vow, and one day I used this pale bone fire to purify the evil ghost realm! Where do you come from and where do you go back
The White Bone Buddha Fire burned the Ghost Army, and many ghost cultivators showed a liberation expression in the flames and disappeared from nothingness, leaving behind a strong bloody energy.
The blood and energy that Luo Qianqian had collected with great effort suddenly accelerated, and the huge magic array carved under the Ghost Army was full of blood. She whispered: It's almost done! Xiao Mo took action!
Xiao Mo...Okay! Mo Feifan grinned and sniffed: Master is wrong. Could it be that Master will go back to the evil ghost realm? The blue fire in his mouth is so strong that he burns the sky and boils the sea
Master Nantuo smiled slightly: I am from Shenzhou, but since I came back, I would not leave!
The magic circle channel connecting the ghost world and the Shenzhou was thundering, as if a large copper door was opening, and the buzzing sound made the green mountains echo.
Oh! If you read that right, this is a two-world channel? Do you still think that China will lose?
Fu Yuyan opened her mouth and sprayed a stream of pink mist, holding the Demon King Seal's thin waist style in her hand, and she was swaying in. Your foreign players are about to go back to their hometown, and you can't go back to your hometown? The Demon World can't go, and Shenzhou can't make it. Why don't you get out with me?
Compared with Fu Yuyan's endless elusive Taoism, what makes Su Buyan's headache the most is the demon king seal that is not triggered.
To this day, he has completely understood that these people are crazy people whom he cannot understand. They will not bow their knees, surrender, and will not be slaughtered. When necessary, they will definitely choose to trade life for life.
That demon king seal may explode under Fu Yuyan's self-destruction of the Nascent Soul...
Su Buyan was not sure to escape from the demon king's seal, and the morale of the Tianhu clan was low and the army had no fighting spirit, which was even more fatal.
He understood that he had finished it completely. He had neither the determination to take Fu Yuyan nor the courage to fight. Fu Yuyan held the demon king seal and approached him. He subconsciously retreated and hid far away.
The only support he is still standing here, keeping a safe distance, dragging Fu Yuyan to the destruction without running away, but it is just a sense of unwillingness and unwillingness to fail. It is hoped that the Demon Sect's Yuanying Peak can win at the peak of the Demon Sect to win Fu Yuyan to save some face and dignity.
But what afterwards?
As Fu Yuyan said, the world is so big that there is no place to live in my own place
It's a pity that Fu Yuyan took his mind right and still didn't relax her vigilance at all. She always guarded against the killer who caught him off guard.
Su Buyan had a collapsed will and did not even have the courage to try a fatal blow...
The huge shadow of the demon god was cast on the ground, making it seem that the figure who was resurrected is weak and can be bullied.
There were still blood on the corner of Nangong Zixia's mouth, and her body was covered in fragrant sweat and wet on her long hair, just like a new bath just came out.
She was the most powerful hero who would not let the evil hero kill Tang Jiuling himself.
But in front of Ye Feng, he seemed to be just a beautiful woman who was stripped naked and allowed to pick her naked
That's an insurmountable gap like a natural chasm
Taia buzzed sadly, met his old opponent again but was defeated again, unable to avenge his ex-master, which was difficult to accept for this psychic divine weapon.
I have always been a pity for the beauty of the dog. If I hold it, I will never be willing to feed it to Zi'er's mouth.
Bu Yefeng said coldly, his eyes behind the ghost face were gloomy and cold, and an angry face could be seen vaguely.
I heard that the young master Rimu is elegant and elegant. I don’t want to be with a group of perverts in the Demon Sect for a long time and even turned into dirty things. I don’t know how Fairy Luoying, who was under the Nine Springs, felt?
Nangong Zixia raised Taia: If you hadn't used a trick, you were not the opponent of your father at all. If you were defeated in the battle, you would still dare to speak out today? Duan Yue, you have seen it, how about taking another move?
Speaking of his deceased wife Shang Miaoyu, Bu Yefeng's face became even more furious. This move made him suffer a great loss and almost died, so he did not dare to neglect.
The strong wind suddenly rose, the thunder poured, and Nangong Zixia's pretty figure disappeared in the light of lightning
A little cold star flows in the bright white lightning, which is brighter than the lightning falling like a prison. The cold star flows through it and leaves a faint phantom. It is exactly the appearance of the unparalleled sword king Tai'a.
The sword light is strong and the sword intent is rushing. This is the unique skill of the Nangong family of the Sword Sect in the World. The last move of the Thunder Swallowing Sword Technique is also the last blow of Nangong Zixia. One blow determines the victory or defeat.
The golden sword king Taia suddenly shone with colorful light. In the vast darkness of the Fartian Demonic God Array, Nangong Zixia's figure suddenly appeared. She stepped on Taia, and was flying in purple clothes, as if she was stepping on the colorful rainbow bridge.
The starlight stopped at the tip of Taia's sword, and everything around it seemed to have lost its light. There was only this little starlight between heaven and earth, and there was only this little starlight between heaven and earth guiding the way forward, and it was invincible.
The Demon Lord Step Ye Feng is the only person in the world to face Duan Yue twice
In a trance, Nangong Zixia seemed as tall and upright as Nangong Jianhe, and she could not be regarded as sharp.
Izumo Mountain roared in unison, and the sword intent accumulated in the sword sect over the past thousand years seemed to be gathered in the beautiful figure in the air.
The ancestors of the Blue Sword Villa are above, Dad is in the sky, please protect Zi'er and eliminate demons! His aura has reached its peak, and the thunder and fire are intertwined and purple aura is rising. Nangong Zixia's foot stepping on the Gang Dou slowly moves forward
Bu Yefeng raised his sword eyebrows, held the Demon Heavenly Demon Flag and leaped on the Demon God's shoulder.
Nangong Zixia gradually speeded up. She wanted to increase her speed to the fastest moment she approached Bu Yefeng, and use the supreme sword king's power and forward momentum to completely defeat the Demon Heavenly Evil Formation in one fell swoop
Bu Yefeng's eyes were all waiting for the battle to fall on a cold star at the tip of Taia's sword. A black vortex could be seen in the bright white starlight, which was a place where explosive power gathered like a storm in the void.
It was also a terrifying memory that Bu Yefeng couldn't bear to look back on. In the battle of Izumo Mountain, the starlight almost swallowed him, leaving him with indelible sword energy wounds.
Nangong Zixia fell like a flying bird and a proud female eagle. Bu Yefeng's gaze was also noticed in the starry eyes that were clearly visible.
The tip of Taia's sword trembled, and ten sword energy squirted out clearly in layers. The tenth sword light hit the ninth sword light and the eighth sword light... Paiyun sword
Bu Yefeng was caught off guard by Duan Yue. In panic, the demon god roared and punched it as if it was blowing the air. He had to use the demon god's indestructible body to crack it.
The Demon God fought hard to defeat the Yunjian. When the old power had exhausted its new power, Taia sword light arrived accurately.
Broken Moon! Nangong Zixia shouted angrily, and the full sword energy surged out like a flood breaking through the dam
The demon's arms turned into powder as the sword energy trembled, and Taia rushed straight to Bu Yefeng's side.
A line of life and death, Nangong Zixia's clear eyes reflected Bu Yefeng's panicked eyes suddenly smiled
The demon god with broken arms blew like a thunderous thunder, and the fangs in his bloody mouth were as thrilling as steel knife. Its black body disappeared, and all the demonic energy condensed on the head, and he opened his mouth and bit Tai'a tightly.
Duan Yue is incompetent, and a large piece of black gas leaks out from the demon god's only remaining head, but Nangong Zixia's advance ends abruptly!
Bu Yefeng sighed: Zi'er, you are really disappointed! The Demonic Heavenly God Flag hit the ten successful forces to attack. Nangong Zixia, whose empty door was wide open, knocked the beauty out of the beautiful person.
In the past, my father-in-law moved forward without any tricks to get rid of his husband Zi'er, but this is not the case. What's the use of tricks? He lost from the first step of stepping on the turbulent fight.
Bu Yefeng looked back at the battlefield and felt that China was only in his palms: Zi'er still had fear in her heart, otherwise it wouldn't be so. If she only used the momentum of breaking the moon with one hand, she might not be able to win.
Nangong Zixia fell to the ground and was speechless, listening to Bu Yefeng: But it is good to be afraid. Extreme pain will make people extremely afraid, and extreme fear will make people collapse. For husbands, they don’t like Zi'er’s aggressiveness now, so they have to completely destroy your will and reshape it into what they want.
A black flame condensed from Bu Yefeng's hand: It is for Zi'er to hurt Zi'er for her husband. There are also a hundred ways to make people turn around when they are dying. It's even more difficult to recover due to damage to their face. Zi'er should not worry about this! Now it is the first one.
The black magic fire bounced out, and his true energy was exhausted. Nangong Zixia, who was severely injured, looked dull and let the flames go to her body, and was instantly swallowed by the black fire.
However, what Bu Yefeng did not expect was that there was no heart-wrenching scream in the black fire that could even burn out of the soul. Instead, a little oval bloody fire rose from the black fire, and the bears became more and more fierce to swallow the black fire.
Nangong Zixia's delicate body was surrounded by blood and fire. It was vaguely visible that the beauty chuckled and said: Doing so many things is just to determine one thing, you have finished talking nonsense? Now it's my turn to tell you why there is no top-level sword in the Nangong family that is blue, and it is called Blue Sword Villa.
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