The first thousand two hundred and twelve chapters sword
Zheng Pu Guan's brows frowned deeply.
The space in front of him also appeared with a lot of crystal folds with his brows.
At the same time, between the pieces of the small balls surrounded by the eight heavenly keys, a small light electric scarf flowed out, and a human body formed countless lightning -like lightning in front of him.
Then these lightning quietly solidified.
A bronze -color, the surface seems to be a copper -casting human body.
The appearance of this person is the same as the appearance of Zheng Pu Guan, just like the bronze man cast by Zheng Pukuan at this moment.
For Zheng Pu Guan, Beimingzhou is not an area that he can easily test, because before that, even if Wang Li did not enter Beimingzhou, the entire Beimingzhou gave him a very dangerous feeling.
In the past 20,000 years, neither the surviving creation or the Light Party dare not make such an attempt, even close to Beimingzhou, it seems to lead to the disaster.
No one knows what the former Tiandao network was arranged in Beimingzhou, but it is certain that in the first hundreds of years after the end of the battle of the world, the surviving creators have used the most powerful
It is equivalent to a strong mountain guardian formation of a powerful gate, which does not touch the heritage at all.
After Wang Li and Lu Shenliang entered Beimingzhou, Beimingzhou was even more dangerous in his perception. This kind of dangerous feeling is like a powerful particle weapon.
Before a breath, even if he had made amazing progress in the research of this black ball of the Kamiya Temple family, he only dared to try to kill the heavily created Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Saint, but did not dare to attack Beimingzhou directly.
Then, then
But now he has changed his mind.
The air machine from Beimingzhou made him feel creepy. He felt that he had to try it and could not let Wang Li continue to continue in Beimingzhou without hindrance.
He glanced at the bronze -colored Zheng Puguan in front of him.
It is reasonable that he will not have any hesitation and tangled emotions, but the danger of Beimingzhou is like the accumulation of tens of thousands of years suddenly emerged in his heart. In his body, he was still unspeakable.
The bronze -colored Zheng Pukuan poured out countless lightning.
These lightning is not blooming outward, but a sharp contraction in its body.
At the moment, the bronze -colored Zheng Pukuan disappeared.
boom!
The above of Beimingzhou suddenly appeared a bronze -colored lightning.
At the moment when this lightning appeared, in the green valley, the bald monk and the Holy Holy Holy Holy looked north at the same time.
"I didn't want to attack us here? Instead, I went to Beimingzhou?" The voice of the female Xiu Zero sounded at this time.
The little monk laughed bitterly, and said, "I didn't think of it, but at least it could be determined that Wang Li gave him the pressure."
The bronze -colored lightning pending.
All monks from Beimingzhou stared at this lightning.
Even the monks in the gas refining period and the foundation period were not afraid.
It's just that everyone knows that this lightning is not the same.
Because in the past tens of thousands of years, in the records of Beimingzhou, there has never been a lightning in the Yonglochi Sea area.
This is the first time for tens of thousands of years, the first airspace that can break through the forefront of Yonglozhong, and enter the lightning in the forever frozen sea area.
Two huge shadows stand up like two mountains.
Heaven Saint Lord and his unknown master have been staring at this lightning at this time. As the strongest of the world of Beimingzhou practitioners, they must naturally face the invaders as soon as possible.
It's just that these two huge black shadows swept the sky, but it just slowed down this bronze lightning.
The Holy Lord's Pupils became black, and countless laws flowed in his pupils, but he did not take a shot immediately.
The opponent's weird vitality attribute made him feel that the shot at this time may be used by the opponent.
But at this moment, a sword light lit up.
The one who shot was Lu Shenliang.
What Lu Shenliang didn't care about what kind of vitality rules, no matter what she was, she was a sword.
She was very confident at any time when she came out of the sword, and in Beimingzhou, in the forever frozen sea that had been thaw, her confidence was unprecedented.
At this moment when the sword came out, she felt absolutely different.
Alas!
The sword qi breaks out.
All practitioners feel the difference between the entire Beimingzhou.
The whole Beimingzhou seemed to suddenly become light.
"That's it ..."
The black sky saint slightly stunned.
He understood what happened, but it has always been a little incredible based on the cognition of the real world.
Many practitioners have their own destiny.
Some treasures with perfect resonance with their own Taoism, especially those with amazing power or magic weapon, can often have wonderful resonance with the spirit of the practitioner and become the destiny of the practitioner.
In history, there have been some examples of monuments or caves in the ancestral gate or a cave. A perfect resonance of a certain law array has a perfect resonance, but that is just a long practice of the monks in the Gate.
Follow the best results produced.
There has never been a practitioner in history that the entire mountain gate can be used as the existence of cost -effectiveness.
But now, the entire Beimingzhou is like becoming Lu Shenliang's destiny.
In other words, the entire Beimingzhou has long been Lu Shenliang's destiny, but it broke and linked in a certain period of time. At this time, both sides completely woke up.
The entire Beimingzhou looks strange light spirit, that is just because countless vitality echoes with Lu Shenliang's sword.
Numerous vitality naturally rose from the sword and remitted into this sword.
Oh!
This sword easily torn the bronze -colored lightning, but a sword split the bronze lightning out of the original shape.
In the sword, the bronze -colored Zheng Pukuan appeared in everyone's sight.
Jian Yan directly cut his body.
It's just a sword.
Among everyone's imagination, this sword will take this bronze Zheng Pu Guan a sword.
However, what the practitioners of all Beimingzhou did not expect was that after a sword, countless pieces flew up.
Just like there are countless swords, the body of the bronze -colored Zheng Pukuan is flat.
An excitement that could not be restrained.
There is no blood or no vitality.
Each thin piece is like a copper piece, and occasionally a slight lightning flashes on the surface.
Before Chang Shengguan, Zheng Pu Guan cough gently.
The corner of his lips was a drop of crystal blood beads, which was extremely bright.