This kind of words seemed to have a bloody aura, very ruthless. He once cut off the body of the Dragon Saint, but now he cut off the body of his son.
Father and son are both saints. This is a beautiful story, which is enough to leave a strong color in extraordinary historical books, but the reality is so cold and cruel.
Under the banned sword light, the dragon scales were broken and scattered. Each residual scale was even larger than the planet, carrying shocking blood, surrounded by the light of rules.
Blood, like a galaxy bursting its dam, dyeing the sea of origin red.
The nine-headed dragon raised its head, and its dull roar broke through the quiet world. After most of the body that had been brought down to the sea, the depths of the origin sea turned into bright red, and the waves smacked the sky.
In the sea, boundless continents sank.
The corners of the nine dragons' eyes were about to break, and the blood splashed out from the wound evaporated upward, causing many big stars to sway, crack, and then burst open.
He was in pain and despair. His former enemy had not died and appeared again. He came to block the disaster when he passed through the true saint, but he had no power to fight.
He struggled, his incomplete body swaying. He wanted to drive away the sword light from the wound. On its residual body, all the dragon scales were spread open, bloody, and some of the scales were falling off quickly, making him bloody and bloody.
He looked at the deep sky, the person whose blood was not cold, had feelings in his heart, and was grateful for the past, but was destined to end tragically?
The man came again, blocking his father and destroying Longting. His hands were full of blood, cold, ruthless, cruel, and even more powerful than before.
In his eyes, there were blood-stained broken scenes. His senior brothers and sisters were all dead, and his fiancée was even more fiercely expelled himself, but he could not do anything.
Even if he has passed the tribulation now and is about to become the true saint, he is so powerful, but he is still cut off the dragon's body with one knife.
The evil enemy is right in front of him, but he cannot avenge his grudges and even himself is about to die.
The world disaster in the heavenly disaster is over, but there is still the last kind of heavenly disaster that has not arrived, but he is already weak, not to mention that there is a true saint enemy who is blocking the way, everything is doomed.
The world is unfair. Why can those who kill their masters and brothers stay in the world forever?I don't accept Ah!The nine-headed dragon raised its head, blood dripped in its eyes, full of reluctance, helplessness and despair.
It did have some problems this time, and it failed to suppress Taoist movement and accidentally broke the barrier ahead of schedule. It really couldn't stop the supreme creature who showed up with a knife.
In the depths of the dark universe, the sword light cuts off time and space and flies into the sea of origin!
The nine-headed dragon quickly dodged and fought with all its strength, but its Taoist practice was far behind, and he avoided the fate of the soul being cut off.
But with a puff, his mouth was broken and slashed by the sword light, very bloody, blood splashed into the starry sky, and there were again shattering stars.
The True Saint in the deep sky was definitely intentional. Even if he didn't kill him with one knife, he gave him a bloody lesson, and he felt that his words were disrespectful.
Lu Huang, I am indeed not your opponent at the moment, but even if I, Long Wenming, die, I, will do my best to break down your ultimate path!
The nine-headed dragon soared into the sky, and the broken body was covered in blood and was still cracking, but he didn't care anymore. He turned into a human body, and it was still incomplete. The sword light was immortal in his wound, preventing him from reshaping his body. His Taoist rhyme began to burn.
Now he is considered a true saint. He wants to destroy his own great way and turn his Taoist rhyme into burning flames to burn off a section of the great way of the supreme true saint Lu Huang.
Unfortunately, he was indeed sad and desolate. Even if he decided to fight desperately and wanted to flow all the last drop of true blood, he was powerless to go against the will of heaven and could not even touch his opponent.
Because the moment when the sword light that broke through the eternal light in the deep sky came up, it was already extremely powerful enough, and at the same time, the last disaster also occurred.
Long Wenming's body was broken and blood was flowing. His eyes were completely cracked. His handsome face looked full of pain, helplessness, and desolation. He knew that he had almost reached the end of his life.
Even God didn't give him a chance, and the final disaster was also the most terrible disaster. Without the help of the external saint, few people could survive.
Now, with the evil enemy, for him, his life path is gone and there is no suspense.
Is this my way back?He was covered in blood and smiled bitterly: I don’t know if I am a good person.Because I have been hiding, practicing, isolated from the world, and have no intersection with more people.But I have never done anything bad.Lu Huang, killing his master and brother, is bloody, not a good person, but can hang high above the world and overlook the extraordinary center.Haha, haha...this world!
He burned the Taoist rhyme and fought against the sword light. He became dim and became extremely weak.
Father, I am ashamed of your expectations. Senior brother and sister, I have no shame to see you. Qinglong, I have let down your friendship.I am a waste and can't avenge. I've failed in my life.I'm going to die soon, go find you.At the end of his speech, his face was covered in tears, and he soared into the sky with the fire of Taoist rhyme.
The endless sword light fell from the depths of the universe, and it was like countless disasters, evaporating the area of the Sea of Origin. It was boundless and too terrifying.
At the same time, at the end of the void, there are 14 wonders above the sky, overlapping, one after another, and it is the last disaster, suppressing Long Wenming together.
Each major realm has a regular 9-level field. If you add 5 limit-breaking areas, a total of 14 scenes will be corresponding.The current disaster is aimed at the flaws and shortcomings of each field, aiming at the foundation of Taoism.
Normally, only half of the ultimate limit breaker can pass this disaster. Apart from this, only the external saints can help overcome this level.
Otherwise, without anyone to shelter, the number of true saints that have appeared in the Supernatural Center will drop sharply!
In the distance, Wang Xuan was moved to see and felt compassion. He looked at the strange thing on his mobile phone silently, but he could not say much. After all, if he intervened now, he had to face the supreme creature.
However, mobile phone wonders have always been low-key and have problems with their own condition. How can he open his mouth and let it fight?
If it was him and had enough strength, he would definitely not hesitate to directly intervene in this disaster.
If I show up and take action, there is no doubt that he will face a more dangerous situation.The strange things on the mobile phone are feeling, and he said truthfully.
Thinking about it carefully, what a terrible mythological cause and effect it bears?!
It spoke calmly: In fact, this is the battle between the higher realms of the extraordinary world. What you care about and love may not last long.Those who hate, bloody, may be eternal.The real extraordinary world is often bloody and does not depend on personal preferences.
Then, its screen glowed faintly, aiming at the end of the deep sky, as if staring, thinking, and saying: Lu... Huang, I have heard of this person, very strong.Even, I suspect that he is a dead man, "smuggled" with a special ritual and "resurrected" in an alternative.In the past, there was a guy with a single name of the word "huang".
Long Wenming's body splattered blood. Although he avoided the main sword light, he was still covered in wounds. In addition, he was suppressed by the 14 wonders, and the broken body was transformed into a broken body, unable to maintain the human body. The dragon scales all over his body fell off, and the dragon bones were also broken, and the dragon horns exploded!
Lu Huang!He was angry, desperate, and his jade was burned. Even if he wanted to crush his bones and his soul was forever silent, he would try to break a corner of the evil enemy's avenue.
Deep in the universe, a mysterious strong man suddenly spoke: Wenming, what are you doing?When you break through the barrier and deal with the 14 wonders, don’t think too much about anything else.The suffering you have experienced is only part of your heart. In the long years of true saints, you have time to hurt, pain, and remembrance. Now is not a time to complain.
In the deep sky, a big hand ignored time and space and was born from nothingness. He grabbed the sea of origin, condensed dragon blood, and picked up half of the shattered body. Then, he wiped away the sword light from Long Wenming's body and helped him continue his body.
With a buzzing sound, at the same time, the mysterious man's hand, carrying a large number of imperial runes, slapped at 14 strange scenes, which made them roar and shake continuously, making them dim.
Then, the mysterious true saint's big hand disappeared.
In the past, I received the kindness of your father, so today I came, but it doesn’t guarantee that you will be able to survive. In the end, it depends on yourself.As for Lu Huang, I will take it for you and will block him!In the deep sky, the voice of the mysterious true saint came.
Thank you...sen!Long Wenming almost burst into tears, full of gratitude and emotion. At this moment, there is a timely help from the True Saint to protect his life. This is really a great kindness.
If the other party does not stand up and does not say that he has received the favor of the Dragon Saint in the past, who knows and who can blame him?
Today, he cannot overcome this hurdle and cannot live to become a true saint.Outside the sky, another true saint came and spoke.
Moreover, at this time, a large bow appeared, as if it was about to completely cover the entire sea of origin. The hazy and huge figure began to bend the bow and aim at this place.
An arrow light penetrated through the starry sky of the universe, carrying the power of endless years, and was about to shoot Long Wenming.
He is the true saint of time!
It was not my business at first, and Lu Huang had no cause and effect.But if you Shi Guangtian takes action, then I will get one shot!At this time, a vague figure appeared and a palm knife slashed towards the arrow of time.
The arrow feathers that came from outside the world, illuminating the starry sea of the universe exploded with a bang, and were slashed by the blurry palm sword.
Wujie Mountain is difficult to protect itself and is destined to sink. You dare to meddle in other people's business!The True Saint of Time said coldly, bent his bow and arrow again.
……
In the mother universe, the umbrella of eternal silence is falling, and this phenomenon will continue to expand and will eventually be everywhere.
Obviously, different decadent universes, different remote places, darkest moments and rhythms are all different.
Wang Zesheng and Jiang Yun walked in the fog, silently experiencing something, they were all glowing hazy, fearless of eternal silence, their bones were flawless, and their souls were like the storm of the sun.
In the last century, rumors came that Dalang kidnapped the old demon's daughter, which was really not worry-free. Why did he mess with his family?If it goes in the future, you have to... bring a large dowry.
Wang Zesheng opened his mouth, and then looked at a certain place in the old land through the fog.
At this moment, the treasure pool of life in the mother universe was suddenly awakened, and felt a chill. Then it went back and moved and saw the two people.
Is it appropriate to send it out as a helmet?Back then, Dalang wanted to wear it on his head and cross the sea.Wang Zesheng was thinking about it and discussed with Jiang Yun.
?The life pool had just recovered, but after hearing this, he looked confused.
Father and son are both saints. This is a beautiful story, which is enough to leave a strong color in extraordinary historical books, but the reality is so cold and cruel.
Under the banned sword light, the dragon scales were broken and scattered. Each residual scale was even larger than the planet, carrying shocking blood, surrounded by the light of rules.
Blood, like a galaxy bursting its dam, dyeing the sea of origin red.
The nine-headed dragon raised its head, and its dull roar broke through the quiet world. After most of the body that had been brought down to the sea, the depths of the origin sea turned into bright red, and the waves smacked the sky.
In the sea, boundless continents sank.
The corners of the nine dragons' eyes were about to break, and the blood splashed out from the wound evaporated upward, causing many big stars to sway, crack, and then burst open.
He was in pain and despair. His former enemy had not died and appeared again. He came to block the disaster when he passed through the true saint, but he had no power to fight.
He struggled, his incomplete body swaying. He wanted to drive away the sword light from the wound. On its residual body, all the dragon scales were spread open, bloody, and some of the scales were falling off quickly, making him bloody and bloody.
He looked at the deep sky, the person whose blood was not cold, had feelings in his heart, and was grateful for the past, but was destined to end tragically?
The man came again, blocking his father and destroying Longting. His hands were full of blood, cold, ruthless, cruel, and even more powerful than before.
In his eyes, there were blood-stained broken scenes. His senior brothers and sisters were all dead, and his fiancée was even more fiercely expelled himself, but he could not do anything.
Even if he has passed the tribulation now and is about to become the true saint, he is so powerful, but he is still cut off the dragon's body with one knife.
The evil enemy is right in front of him, but he cannot avenge his grudges and even himself is about to die.
The world disaster in the heavenly disaster is over, but there is still the last kind of heavenly disaster that has not arrived, but he is already weak, not to mention that there is a true saint enemy who is blocking the way, everything is doomed.
The world is unfair. Why can those who kill their masters and brothers stay in the world forever?I don't accept Ah!The nine-headed dragon raised its head, blood dripped in its eyes, full of reluctance, helplessness and despair.
It did have some problems this time, and it failed to suppress Taoist movement and accidentally broke the barrier ahead of schedule. It really couldn't stop the supreme creature who showed up with a knife.
In the depths of the dark universe, the sword light cuts off time and space and flies into the sea of origin!
The nine-headed dragon quickly dodged and fought with all its strength, but its Taoist practice was far behind, and he avoided the fate of the soul being cut off.
But with a puff, his mouth was broken and slashed by the sword light, very bloody, blood splashed into the starry sky, and there were again shattering stars.
The True Saint in the deep sky was definitely intentional. Even if he didn't kill him with one knife, he gave him a bloody lesson, and he felt that his words were disrespectful.
Lu Huang, I am indeed not your opponent at the moment, but even if I, Long Wenming, die, I, will do my best to break down your ultimate path!
The nine-headed dragon soared into the sky, and the broken body was covered in blood and was still cracking, but he didn't care anymore. He turned into a human body, and it was still incomplete. The sword light was immortal in his wound, preventing him from reshaping his body. His Taoist rhyme began to burn.
Now he is considered a true saint. He wants to destroy his own great way and turn his Taoist rhyme into burning flames to burn off a section of the great way of the supreme true saint Lu Huang.
Unfortunately, he was indeed sad and desolate. Even if he decided to fight desperately and wanted to flow all the last drop of true blood, he was powerless to go against the will of heaven and could not even touch his opponent.
Because the moment when the sword light that broke through the eternal light in the deep sky came up, it was already extremely powerful enough, and at the same time, the last disaster also occurred.
Long Wenming's body was broken and blood was flowing. His eyes were completely cracked. His handsome face looked full of pain, helplessness, and desolation. He knew that he had almost reached the end of his life.
Even God didn't give him a chance, and the final disaster was also the most terrible disaster. Without the help of the external saint, few people could survive.
Now, with the evil enemy, for him, his life path is gone and there is no suspense.
Is this my way back?He was covered in blood and smiled bitterly: I don’t know if I am a good person.Because I have been hiding, practicing, isolated from the world, and have no intersection with more people.But I have never done anything bad.Lu Huang, killing his master and brother, is bloody, not a good person, but can hang high above the world and overlook the extraordinary center.Haha, haha...this world!
He burned the Taoist rhyme and fought against the sword light. He became dim and became extremely weak.
Father, I am ashamed of your expectations. Senior brother and sister, I have no shame to see you. Qinglong, I have let down your friendship.I am a waste and can't avenge. I've failed in my life.I'm going to die soon, go find you.At the end of his speech, his face was covered in tears, and he soared into the sky with the fire of Taoist rhyme.
The endless sword light fell from the depths of the universe, and it was like countless disasters, evaporating the area of the Sea of Origin. It was boundless and too terrifying.
At the same time, at the end of the void, there are 14 wonders above the sky, overlapping, one after another, and it is the last disaster, suppressing Long Wenming together.
Each major realm has a regular 9-level field. If you add 5 limit-breaking areas, a total of 14 scenes will be corresponding.The current disaster is aimed at the flaws and shortcomings of each field, aiming at the foundation of Taoism.
Normally, only half of the ultimate limit breaker can pass this disaster. Apart from this, only the external saints can help overcome this level.
Otherwise, without anyone to shelter, the number of true saints that have appeared in the Supernatural Center will drop sharply!
In the distance, Wang Xuan was moved to see and felt compassion. He looked at the strange thing on his mobile phone silently, but he could not say much. After all, if he intervened now, he had to face the supreme creature.
However, mobile phone wonders have always been low-key and have problems with their own condition. How can he open his mouth and let it fight?
If it was him and had enough strength, he would definitely not hesitate to directly intervene in this disaster.
If I show up and take action, there is no doubt that he will face a more dangerous situation.The strange things on the mobile phone are feeling, and he said truthfully.
Thinking about it carefully, what a terrible mythological cause and effect it bears?!
It spoke calmly: In fact, this is the battle between the higher realms of the extraordinary world. What you care about and love may not last long.Those who hate, bloody, may be eternal.The real extraordinary world is often bloody and does not depend on personal preferences.
Then, its screen glowed faintly, aiming at the end of the deep sky, as if staring, thinking, and saying: Lu... Huang, I have heard of this person, very strong.Even, I suspect that he is a dead man, "smuggled" with a special ritual and "resurrected" in an alternative.In the past, there was a guy with a single name of the word "huang".
Long Wenming's body splattered blood. Although he avoided the main sword light, he was still covered in wounds. In addition, he was suppressed by the 14 wonders, and the broken body was transformed into a broken body, unable to maintain the human body. The dragon scales all over his body fell off, and the dragon bones were also broken, and the dragon horns exploded!
Lu Huang!He was angry, desperate, and his jade was burned. Even if he wanted to crush his bones and his soul was forever silent, he would try to break a corner of the evil enemy's avenue.
Deep in the universe, a mysterious strong man suddenly spoke: Wenming, what are you doing?When you break through the barrier and deal with the 14 wonders, don’t think too much about anything else.The suffering you have experienced is only part of your heart. In the long years of true saints, you have time to hurt, pain, and remembrance. Now is not a time to complain.
In the deep sky, a big hand ignored time and space and was born from nothingness. He grabbed the sea of origin, condensed dragon blood, and picked up half of the shattered body. Then, he wiped away the sword light from Long Wenming's body and helped him continue his body.
With a buzzing sound, at the same time, the mysterious man's hand, carrying a large number of imperial runes, slapped at 14 strange scenes, which made them roar and shake continuously, making them dim.
Then, the mysterious true saint's big hand disappeared.
In the past, I received the kindness of your father, so today I came, but it doesn’t guarantee that you will be able to survive. In the end, it depends on yourself.As for Lu Huang, I will take it for you and will block him!In the deep sky, the voice of the mysterious true saint came.
Thank you...sen!Long Wenming almost burst into tears, full of gratitude and emotion. At this moment, there is a timely help from the True Saint to protect his life. This is really a great kindness.
If the other party does not stand up and does not say that he has received the favor of the Dragon Saint in the past, who knows and who can blame him?
Today, he cannot overcome this hurdle and cannot live to become a true saint.Outside the sky, another true saint came and spoke.
Moreover, at this time, a large bow appeared, as if it was about to completely cover the entire sea of origin. The hazy and huge figure began to bend the bow and aim at this place.
An arrow light penetrated through the starry sky of the universe, carrying the power of endless years, and was about to shoot Long Wenming.
He is the true saint of time!
It was not my business at first, and Lu Huang had no cause and effect.But if you Shi Guangtian takes action, then I will get one shot!At this time, a vague figure appeared and a palm knife slashed towards the arrow of time.
The arrow feathers that came from outside the world, illuminating the starry sea of the universe exploded with a bang, and were slashed by the blurry palm sword.
Wujie Mountain is difficult to protect itself and is destined to sink. You dare to meddle in other people's business!The True Saint of Time said coldly, bent his bow and arrow again.
……
In the mother universe, the umbrella of eternal silence is falling, and this phenomenon will continue to expand and will eventually be everywhere.
Obviously, different decadent universes, different remote places, darkest moments and rhythms are all different.
Wang Zesheng and Jiang Yun walked in the fog, silently experiencing something, they were all glowing hazy, fearless of eternal silence, their bones were flawless, and their souls were like the storm of the sun.
In the last century, rumors came that Dalang kidnapped the old demon's daughter, which was really not worry-free. Why did he mess with his family?If it goes in the future, you have to... bring a large dowry.
Wang Zesheng opened his mouth, and then looked at a certain place in the old land through the fog.
At this moment, the treasure pool of life in the mother universe was suddenly awakened, and felt a chill. Then it went back and moved and saw the two people.
Is it appropriate to send it out as a helmet?Back then, Dalang wanted to wear it on his head and cross the sea.Wang Zesheng was thinking about it and discussed with Jiang Yun.
?The life pool had just recovered, but after hearing this, he looked confused.
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