There is no daylight, and the world seems to be caught in an endless wave of rules.
The rain from the underworld fell down, washing the blood-red world like raindrops like corpse water.
Moon Sword Scar and many other guardians retreated thousands of miles away with their swords in hand, raising their eyes to look at the five rules wheels in the sky and a green shirt ferrying through the torrent of rules.
Thousands of feet of Huangquan is vast and majestic, and the roar of heaven and earth rises along with the surging Huangquan.
Qianchuan Ya and Yu Chen held swords in the underworld, their swords were like rainbows, but they could not break through the suppression of the second generation original body.
Seven stone statues stood in the sky, Mo Che held the piano, and the melodious magic sounds turned into sound swords.
However, the second-generation origin body also blocked Mo Che's way. In addition, although the second-generation origin body of the blood sea was trapped by the fourth-generation Qilin and others, it has never been broken.
The shadows of nine heavenly dragons hovered, and the prince galloped through the sky with his broken sword.
The middle-aged man followed closely behind, and every sword move made the world tremble. However, due to the prince's careful layout, the middle-aged man was at a disadvantage and could be defeated at any time.
"As expected of the former young master Fusu, he saw through every move I made!"
The middle-aged man was still frightened, but his intention was just to hold the prince back, not to defeat him.
Hundreds of regular giant swords crisscrossed each other, forming a budding sword lotus.
An illusory figure stands on the sword lotus, the illusory origin body of the second generation.
The surrounding thousands of feet of heaven and earth stood still, without any waves.
Some guardians wanted to get close to the sword lotus. The terrifying oppression shocked their hearts and minds. They could not take more than half a step, "Fifth Generation!"
This battle seems to be a stalemate, or when one of the battles is decided, it is enough to decide the overall situation.
Jiaozi and the others looked at each other in tacit understanding, and almost at the same time, dozens of giant swords with a thickness of a hundred feet roared out.
The flowers were raining and the water was ruthless. Wen Ran looked at the bright torrent of rules in the sky and the shadow in a blue shirt, and murmured: "Is it her?"
"Although it's a bit more pure, it lacks the charm of a woman. Anyway, I'm still slightly better!"
Wen Ran chuckled, turned around, and dozens of giant swords with rules came crashing down, "Giggle. Little Fatty and Little Qilin will do such sneak attacks!"
"Tsk, tsk, my sister is ashamed of you and ashamed of the fifth generation!" Lan Hua pointed lightly, and the two original bodies behind Wen Ran stepped out of the air and took in the dozens of terrifying sword pillars.
"If you lose hope, it will be like a walking zombie. But will the real ending be what you hope for?"
Wen Ran withdrew his gaze, his beautiful eyes were a little sad, and with his bare feet, he took lotus steps. Following the rules of the splashing rain, he walked towards Jiaozi and others.
Kill! Kill! Kill! The rain of hell falls, and a fight begins again.
Bang bang! The roar of heaven and earth echoed, and the world was filled with endless killing intent. However, everyone ignored a figure.
"Ahem!" His face showed a sickly white color. He stood under the rain of pear blossoms, and the oppression from all sides fell on him like towering mountains.
"Well, when a chess game reaches a stalemate, the best way is to break the rules of the game. The fifth generation understands this, and so does the prince!"
Rizhao slowly raised his right hand, and a terrifying aura filled his sleeves, as if there was a ferocious beast hidden in his sleeves. It was about to open its bloody teeth at any time.
"And now, I am the one who breaks the rules of the game!" Rizhao raised his eyes slightly. Looking at the shadow standing on the sword lotus with deep meaning, he turned his right hand and a bright sword light appeared through the air.
, all the falling petals were broken into pieces.
Phew! The direction in which the sword light shot out was not the sword lotus, but the crystal coffin behind the second generation in the sky.
The second generation who stepped on the lonely boat frowned in vain, and a chill locked the crystal coffin on his body.
"Seeking death!" A monstrous storm of murderous intent rolled out. The illusory original body standing on the sword lotus took a step in vain, and the vast rules suddenly disappeared with the sword light.
"This is the time!" Ribo's eyes changed slightly, and a majestic will burst out in his body.
This will broke through the oppression between heaven and earth. The body of the sun was like a rainbow, and it went straight to the sword lotus and broke through it. "As long as this sword lotus is broken, the restriction that restrained the five generations will disappear!"
Bang bang! A sharp will condensed on Rizhao's body, and he held a delicate knife in his left and right hands at the same time.
Phew! The illusory body spanned thousands of feet, the surging rules drowned the previous sword light, and the delicate knife turned into ashes.
After doing all this, the illusory body suddenly retreated, and its figure appeared strangely on the sword lotus.
"How is this possible?" Rizhao's raised hands suddenly froze, and the distance of thousands of feet was reached in an instant. What kind of magical power is this?
Illusory rules are both true and false, and the truth and falsehood exist in an instant.
The arrow was on the string and had to be fired! Whoosh! Two dazzling sword lights appeared through the air, and thousands of troops galloped straight towards the sword lotus.
Boom! Thousands of sword leaves swept out the moment the sword lotus appeared.
Bang bang! The power contained in the sword light was buffered by the sword leaves, dimmed, and fell on the sword of rules, clang clang!
Two explosions sounded like gold and iron clashing, and the knife was inserted into the giant sword of rules. The sword was covered with cracks, but the sword of rules never broke.
Seeing this, Rizhao's eyes narrowed in vain, and the sword he had prepared for a long time did not break the giant sword of rules. He still underestimated the power of the giant sword of rules.
Buzz! The crisp sound of the knife sounded, and Rizhao once again held a delicate knife in his right hand, "If you can't break this huge sword of rules with one knife, then two or three!"
The sword intent filled the air, and Ribo faced the majestic pressure and stepped forward in vain!
However, at this moment, the illusory original body standing on the sword lotus took a step forward in vain, and just like before, the body disappeared strangely on the sword lotus.
Bang! A terrifying oppression came in vain. Ribao's heart sank, and he immediately threw out the knife in his hand.
Bang! An illusory figure appeared in front, and it was the original body of illusory.
Although the body of this origin is exactly the same as the second generation, its expression is more indifferent than the second generation. The sword finger clamps the blade and stares at the sun with emotionless eyes.
Bang bang! The surrounding oppression increased sharply in vain. Countless sword leaves appeared around Rizhao. Looking from a distance, Rīhao seemed to be a lonely boat in the ocean of sword leaves, which could be submerged by the sword leaves at any time.
Phew! The knife in the hand of the illusory origin body turned in vain, turned into a stream of light, and went straight towards the sun.
At the same time, the sword leaves all around swept out in unison, pointing directly at the vital points of Rizhao's body.
The sharp sound of breaking wind became louder and louder in his ears. Rizhao turned his right hand and a sword flashed out!
Clang! The two sword lights collided with each other, and sparks flew everywhere.
Bang! Rizhao was about to retreat, but the body of the illusory origin moved again. He raised his big hand, and the majestic illusory rules turned into a huge palm shadow and swung down towards Riyao.
The Japanese felt like they were in a swamp, struggling to move.
Looking at the silhouette of the palm that came suddenly, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of Rizhuo's mouth, and he was about to draw his sword, but at this moment, a roar suddenly sounded, boom!
I saw hundreds of regular giant swords crisscrossing each other, and the transformed sword lotus was covered with cracks several feet long at this moment, densely packed, like cracked porcelain, crack!
The huge sword lotus shattered suddenly, setting off a huge wave of rules.
The shadow of the huge sword of rules dispersed. Under the undulating rules, the world where the sword lotus was located was a little dim, and the vision was a little blurry.
Amidst the loud roaring of heaven and earth, a plain voice came out: "Broken!"
Broken! It was just an extremely simple word, but the thousands of sword leaves that swept over were in vain, still in mid-air. Finally, under Ri'er's astonished eyes, these thousands of sword leaves actually collapsed.
Kaka! The sound echoed between heaven and earth. Ribo looked up and saw a figure coming out of the undulating regular waves, becoming increasingly clear.
Dressed in blood, wherever it touches, the rules are dead.
Seeing this blood-clothed figure, ecstatic exclamations sounded in vain all around: "Fifth Generation!" (To be continued...)
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