at the same time.
The four great gods in the passage spoke together, their voices sounding like thunder, with the power to shake the avenue!
boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As they spoke, the third eye between the gods' eyebrows glowed red, and suddenly a line of blood shot out, with an endless meaning of destruction, and it suddenly fell down!
So many gods.
So many gods.
Together, they were powerful and domineering, far more than ten times more powerful than the divine king who was beheaded by Mu Xinghe before!
The red clouds are vast.
The sky and the silence all turned into blood!
The situation is extremely tense!
The war is about to break out!
"Brother Gu."
Mu Xinghe said faintly, "The four third-step ones will be handed over to me, and the rest will be allocated among you... eh?"
The words are not finished yet.
Suddenly I realized something was wrong and looked up suddenly!
In silence.
A drop of rain fell quietly and landed on his face.
"rain?"
"Where did the rain come from?"
The words just fell.
A drizzle comes quietly, like silk, like wadding, like fog or smoke. Although it is inconspicuous, there is a trace of majestic life hidden in the drizzle!
Where the drizzle falls.
The vegetation in the Xuantian realm grows wildly, and inspiration gathers, making it full of vitality and a completely new look.
In a corner somewhere.
He is getting old. He is closing his eyes to rest his mind.
Ming slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of cloudy eyes.
"came back?"
"well……"
A low sigh sounded, hiding endless sadness and helplessness.
The drizzle is falling.
I don’t know where I came from, but I fell into the world.
The haze was swept away, the sky was cleared, and the red clouds transformed by divine power were wiped out, revealing the original color of the sky.
Under the gathering silk mist.
It turned into an endless sea of ​​clouds and scattered all over the sky. With just one glance, everyone's stress disappeared!
Inside the divine realm passage.
The gods are like enemies!
"Sword Intent!"
As the third step of the Origin Realm, Mu Xinghe immediately discovered something strange, "This rain is transformed by the sword's will! This is... the immortal sword's will!"
An idea flashed in my mind.
He suddenly remembered someone.
"Brother Gu, could it be that..."
"good."
There was sadness in Gu Han's expression. He looked into the distance and said softly, "It's seniors and the others who are back."
The voice fell.
A bright moon rose from the end of the sky, as big as a jade plate, but in just a moment, it was already hanging high above everyone's heads.
"This is the moon of our clan!"
In the divine realm passage, the faces of the four great gods suddenly turned ugly!
They still remember it.
Back then, a mysterious swordsman entered the Divine Realm, beheaded the Satsuma Lord, and along the way, also took away the Moon of the Divine Realm!
now.
The real murderer has been found!
No one was interested in listening to what they were saying. They just looked at the bright moon with a dazed expression.
The moonlight is dim.
Two figures appeared in everyone's sight, wrapped in moonlight, leaning against each other, and slowly returned.
"The bright moon sets in the sky, among the vast sea of ​​clouds."
"The sword is born in the red dust cloud, and the old friend returns in the rain."
Mu Xinghe sighed in a low voice, with emotion, disappointment, and envy in his tone... but more importantly, he was filled with admiration!
"What a mortal sword!"
"What a great Yun Jiansheng!"
Chapter completed!