"Yan Dong, do you really have to fight again?"

When the King of Zhenbei heard this, he was not angry but laughed.

He spoke slowly—

"I only used one success power to this gun."

Xie Qixing's expression suddenly became a little frozen.

As the King of Zhenbei spoke, the spear swung again.

This time the swing was not as fast as before, but it was extremely slow and had a heavy shadow on the gun blade...

The spear has not stopped yet, and the space has broken like glass.

"Look at my mortal's full-strength attack, can you, the immortal?"

The powerful and majestic voice of the King of Zhenbei seemed to come from all directions.

His attack made the world lose its color and the great way was gone...

The entire Forbidden Mountain top seemed to be in endless darkness and silence at this moment.

Only the moon in the sky and the two stars of the sun are particularly dazzling at this moment, with a shimmering light as if piercing the sky.

One shot was completely swung.

Like a dragon roar.

The golden gun instantly swept over like a sky-high sky.

Wherever the gun passes, even the space is shattered and shattered. Then, golden energy brushes by, and the space recovers.

Several times broken and several times restored.

Repeat.

Xie Qixing's face was solemn and hard to see.

He instinctively wanted to hide, but found that he had no choice.

The golden gun was like a city wall that was as high as a barricade, attacking towards him at a speed that seemed extremely slow but was actually extremely rapid.

At this moment, even the emperors and princes on Lutai, the masters of the world on the mountainside, and the merchants in the entire Jinling City stopped at it.

This is a terrifying gun they have never seen before...

It's like a divine punishment of heavenly tribulation.

It's like everything is united.

Xie Qixing's spiritual power suddenly emerged like a substance.

He suddenly hung up in the air, and the Ninth-level Dao Dharma Immortal Lord used all his strength, causing various powerful and strange magic array patterns to appear in the space around him.

"Purple Spirit True God Altar·Block!"

The mantra is recited.

Countless magic arrays that had changed before appeared at the same time, turning into an extremely huge purple lotus altar.

He went straight to the overbearing golden gun.

After one blow.

In an instant, everything was silent.

Xie Qixing landed slowly.

A trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth...

Behind him, the original continuous mountains were affected by the aftermath of the gun force and exploded in an instant, disappearing without a trace as if they were wiped out by the supreme divine power.

"Yan Dong, you are very strong."

"...No wonder the senior sister would like you."

Xie Qixing wiped off the blood from his mouth.

He straightened his body and said with a low smile—

"...If you were born in my era, when the original energy of your origin was inexhaustible and use it, you would have long been the supreme martial god in the world."

"...It's a pity that you were born in this era, an era that has been messed up by the guy Ji Hua Immortal Lord."

Xie Qixing said, his expression gradually distorted wildly.

"Yan Dong, do you know, why is the Ninth-level Dao Dharma Immortal Lord definitely stronger than the Ninth-level Warrior?"

King Zhenbei ignored Xie Qixing's question.

He looked at the other party coldly, and his spiritual sense sensed how much effective damage he had caused to the other party with the attack.

He thought about his next blow, and was sure to take his life directly.

Xie Qixing continued to ask and answer: "Because, we are immortals! The most powerful immortals... are magic weapons!"

As he spoke, a ray of light appeared from the void.

Xie Qixing held his right hand in front of him, as if he had grabbed the ray of light...

The light is gradually taking shape. First release update @

A very gorgeous long sword like light appeared in Xie Qixing's hands.

When the King of Zhenbei saw the long sword, his originally calm eyes suddenly seemed to be burning with a blazing fire.

He clearly remembered the appearance of this long sword...

He exhausted.

Keep calm.

"Your sword is Meng Yun's sword back then."

Xie Qixing smiled when he heard the sound and did not deny it.

He instead explained-

"This long sword is the leader of the world's magical artifact - [Ningguang Sword]!"

"...This is also the magic weapon of Immortal Jihua. He left it to the senior sister, the chief disciple who is the guardian of Kunlun Temple, that is, your wife Liu Mengyun."

"...But now, this sword is my magic weapon."

Xie Qixing said, his cleverness of taking domineering is beyond words.

"Sister Sister had no intention of practicing, but she occupied such high-quality talents and artifacts for no reason. I just... let these things play their due value."

"It was you who took away Meng Yun's talent and cultivation and portable magic weapon. It was you who killed Liu Meng Yun!" The voice of Zhenbei King was very quiet and cold, but with a hint of persecution.

“Yes, so what?”

Xie Qixing didn't care at all. Updated @ without error

When the King of Zhenbei heard this, he slowly raised the tip of the blade in his hand.

He suddenly raised his head, his face was ferocious and terrifying, his eyes flashed with a splendor, and he said ruthlessly—

"You are dead, Xie Qixing!"

...

Purple gold mountainside.

The Sword Saint King Walk and the Iron Cart are fighting together.

The fist blades are constantly rising, and the sword energy is everywhere.

For a time, I hit the mountainside from the main peak to the peaks...

The iron car is the most powerful among the seven people.

His hands were covered by fist armor made by a layer of meteorite, and he fought fiercely with the Blue Sea Sword Saint Lord for dozens of rounds without falling into a disadvantage.

The battlefield between the two is also intentionally separated from others.

Their strength is far beyond the rest of the people. If it is affected, it will be doomed.

On Cao Xi's side, he naturally knew that it was impossible to really let the old man Saint Saint use one to three.

If the old man really dies, the battle here will be very unfavorable.

He and the Saint Saint are working together to deal with the other four iron-faced men.

The situation is quite tense.

The old man Saint of Knife has not taken action for more than 20 years, and now he suddenly faces a fierce battle, and is quite excited...

His rusty sword began to become sharper after breaking through the enemy's defense every time.

Every time the enemy is injured, the rusty knife seems to be smoother and brighter.

At this moment, the long sword in the sword saint's hand finally became like a sharp sword, with a faint reflection...
To be continued...