Bloody eyes and golden pupils are clear and clear.
"One cut."
Ghost claws are calm.
call--
There is no fancy sword.
There is no sword light vision.
However, seeing that the two -hundred times of the two -hundred times in the heart of the two people could not afford the three -rhyme world, suddenly it seemed to meet the dimensional collapse.
All mountains and rivers, forests and plants, seem to be shocked by an invisible force to twists and turns, pull out narrow drag marks, and crushed to the direction of Qinghuan !!
!!!
Seeing this scene, poisonous teeth, disaster, Chong Xiaozi, Leigu all stood up!
Especially the owner of the Sanyun Moyang Realm, Chong Xiaozi, is even more spiritual.
The whole of the gods and mysteries.
Except for the original God of God, and Mu Tian's dark side, none of them brought such pressure to the endless three rhymes!
It feels like the sword Guizong is so unplugged, and the sword that is not pulled out is not the idea of the sword, but the three rhyme ink Yang realm itself!
The head of the sword dragon, Bu Qinghuan watched the flickering and powerful sword meaning.
Endless emotions and relief in the stagnation eyes.
"You really are the one you."
"Supreme Master, Kendo Wizard."
"On the way to Kendo, I have never disappointed."
"I will not pass on what the world will pass on to Zong He Shengqing."
"On the contrary, it is the biggest luck to be able to be in the same era with your guy."
"In this case, how can I disappoint you, even if you lose, you have to lose gorgeous."
Big!
The dark light of the sword dragon's eyes flashed.
Then Long's eyebrows are glory.
A treacherous sword with a dark and wrapped in the shadow of the whole body is suspended to the front of the Qinghuan.
And when he held the sword.
The day of the three rhyme ink to the night to the night.
The dark sky that spans hundreds of thousands of feet across the three rounds opened in the air.
Its size is not inferior to the three -handed swords of the sword to return to Zong!
"That's ...!"
Poisonous teeth condensed and watched.
"That guy's destiny sword soldiers, big dark days."
Disaster squinting.
Chong Xiaozi said slowly: "Three eyes opened. It turned out that he had practiced more than 300,000 swordsmanship in the past 80,000 years.
"
"The pupil of Tianyou."
"Heart Sword -Cut!"
boom--!
The black sword twisted, and the eyes flashed.
The three rounds of the sky in the sky suddenly broke out!
At the same time, 300,000 sword shadows evolved from the body and released!
Click ————!
Cracky at night!
The sword shadow roar!
The speed of distorted and crushing of Sanyun Moyang Realm suddenly slows more than 50 %!
It's a pity that Rao is so!
The trend of crushing is still a trend of crushing.
There is only a gap between the half -way.
The result is like the difference between the reality of Ningyang and the peak of extinguishing.
Looking at the hard -regrets of the three rhymes of Mo Yang, I also approached the three realms and the destruction of the three hundred thousand heart swords.
Bu Qinghuan sighed helplessly, "I wanted to make you shock, but I did not expect that it was myself, but I lost."
When he was out, he turned behind his sword, turned blandly, and his face was aimed at the disaster, poisonous teeth, Chongxiaozi, Leigu and others.
That chic movement and Ling Lilong's figure deeply engraved into the pupils of four people.
Leigu paid close attention to the handsome figure of the rumor to compete for the Lord of the Swordsman's life. I don't know why, and it shows a strong touch.
finally!
Finally, a predecessor who can be called a normal person!
Take a look at his dress! Look at his temperament! Then look at his light, light, light, and domineering talk!
This is the image of the perfect peak giant in his heart!
What is like these "old -fashioned" old monsters around you!
Without mentioning strength, that is, the rogues of the gods of the gods everywhere!
Um--!
Be sure to have a good relationship with Bu Qinghuan!
must!
As everyone knows, it was when Leigu set up countless layers of filters for Buqing.
The handsome and handsome Bu Qinghuan suddenly had a fierce expression, pointed at the closer to himself, and yelled: "You are your mouth! A few old people are still there and look at it! Look at a feathers!
Is the fourth realm of swords going to the old man?! Isn't it soon to save it !! Are you waiting for the old man to die early? !! I knocked your hips! "
Poisonous teeth, disaster, Chong Xiaozi smiled, and at the same time sacrificed Ningyang's reality.
Joint force to break the sword to return to the gods.
I thought it was a casual block.
I never wanted to be messy.
Because the 300,000 heart sword of Bu Qinghuan and the three -way swords of the three -way sword after the Three Rhyme Mo Yang Realm.
Can still shock to their palms and heart hurt!
But after messy, more surprises!
Have this strength!
At that time, only the sword Guizong will need two divine realms to resist.
They are not only promoted to Ningyang's reality, but they also have more people.
At that time, God Xuan will be afraid at all!
"Mom a chicken! You are not ashamed! Do you almost understand, do you understand?! Do you understand?! Do you understand?!"