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boom!

The purple squiggles in the sky, the shining sky is the same color for thousands of miles, and the sky and the earth are like being flooded by a purple ocean.

The light of the Ba Lie knife flashed and disappeared.

"what!!"

A scream of earth-shaking scream accompanied by blood waves swayed across the sky.

The black-robed old man had a hideous face and a terrifying expression. He stretched out his hands stubbornly, staring at his vainly stretched fingers with unwilling eyes.

I want to grab back the half-length body that had gone away.

But the sound of the scream has not completely fallen, the last color in his eyes has disappeared, falling into the air in the rain and blood.

Fall into the mud.

The blood waves visible to the naked eye rose from the ground, flooding a large area of ​​mountains and forests that were blown by strong winds that looked like ruins.

The tyrannical and solemn air wave filled the earth and sky, swaying everywhere, and extinguishing everything.

Cut the body with a knife, kill the soul!

Slash with one sword, body and soul disappear!

"Yan, old Yan......"

Qi Cang's raised arm fell weakly, and a blood-red color suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Looking at a ruin in the distance:

"It's you……"

Huhu~

The air wave that was emptied by Juli flowed back, accompanied by the undissipated purple meaning, making a sound of ‘woo woo’, as if the wind was greeted.

Under the air slap enough to tear the steel.

The boundless purple meaning turned into a big, extremely long, extremely wide, and extremely fierce sword.

Held by a large white hand with long slender knuckles.

Then, slanted on the shoulders of the incoming person.

"The wind is strong!"

Qi Cang took a deep breath, his heart sank.

The knife is like a purple electricity, and the purple gas is full of sky. Looking at the present, there must be not many people who know him, but in the next eight thousand years in the past life, this person is truly a famous person.

There are legends about him, like Lei Guaner.

The wind known as the "Reincarnation Overlord" is fierce!

According to legend, he was the descendant of the ancient nine great holy emperors'Overlord', and his talents and comprehensions were all superb. What was even more terrifying was his luck.

According to legend, he was born under the aura of the ancient nine emperors and a hundred saints. In the year of his birth, purple qi came from the east, a great demon surrendered, and even a spiritual treasure fell from the sky when he was young.

On the day he was crowned the king, the "Overlord Spear" that had been silent for countless years in the starry sky was born, and he took the initiative to recognize the Lord!

Known as the ‘Reincarnation Overlord’ and the ‘Living Overlord’, he is a true arrogant man.

In the eight thousand years of great luck, they are among the few people who have the most extraordinary.

Have enlightenment!

But what made him more disturbed was not how strong Feng Xinglie was, but how he encountered Feng Xinglie!

He was reborn for thirty years, breaking through all the way from the realm of ten thousand dharmas, cultivating to smash the vacuum, only one step away from Fenghou, plus the means of previous lives.

Except for encountering Emperor Yuanyang, he felt fearless.

But this is not reasonable!

He himself is prosperous, and his fate is not a lone star of the gods, he will not defeat his friends and relatives at all, and he is connected with the fate of the "Emperor of the Sun" Yuan Duxiu, and his luck should have risen greatly.

Should have been killed and become auspicious, how could he overcome the old Yan who shouldn't die at this time? !

Could it be...

"Oh?"

The visitor carried a long knife on his shoulder and tilted his head slightly.

The hair is like grass, the eyes are like purple electricity, with a half-pointed look, a bit surprised, and a touch of indifference:

"Do you recognize me? It does not seem to be a small character."

His voice is sonorous, every byte is like the sound of Jin Ge collision, full of thunder and it seems masculine.

"You and I have no grievances and no grudges, why do you act against my servant?"

Looking at the slender and burly figure in front of him, Qi Cang suppressed his murderous intent, and said coldly, "Shooting is a killer move, don't you think it's too much?"

His expression was cold, and the killing intent in his heart seemed to surge, but he did not move.

Facing a future world, and unlike Yuan Duxiu, who has not yet grown up, this wind is strong and truly extraordinary.

Naturally dare not care.

"Too much?"

Feng Xing Lie smiled dumbly and danced wildly like grass, his expression is arbitrary and fierce:

"Do you think I'm playing with you?!"

Boom!

The sky was surging, thousands of miles were purple, and the air current was violent, like a sea of ​​thunder suddenly descending between the heaven and the earth.

Gangqi!

Strong wind!

Thunderous.

...

There are many visions in the sky, but they still can’t conceal Feng Xinglie’s wild laughter:

"With four eyes long, I can't see that Grandpa is here to kill you?!"

The sound wave is higher than Leiyin.

The ridicule in it flowed into Qi Cang's heart almost like substance.

"Too much deception... the wind is strong!"

Qi Cang's eyes were red, and the killing intent in his heart was like a thousand volcanoes erupting at once:

"Damn you!"

Boom!

Qi Cang was almost blown up with gas.

He had hidden worries in his heart, suspecting that there might be something wrong with his ‘fighting urn’. At this moment, he could no longer bear the words of Feng Xinglie’s contempt.

There seemed to be flames burning above its crown.

Under the naked humiliation and mockery, all worries in Qi Cang's heart were swept away.

At the moment of stepping into the air, two shocking lights burst out of the heavy pupil!

Surprisingly, it is the supreme supernatural power that is inherited from the blood, awakening the self-respecting pupil!

The heavy pupil, originally an ancient vision, symbolizes that the human race has tempered its physique to its peak, and every move of the body is magical.

Later, the ancient sages deduced and summarized from generation to generation, and finally inherited this supernatural power that was originally only available to the strongest.

But the double pupil is not a technique, the only thing that can be passed on is the blood!

Among the supernatural powers of blood inheritance, the method of re-pupil is supreme!

Hum~

He doubled his four eyes, fainting twice.

The void was shattered in an instant, and the sky was full of humming and concussive sounds.

Qi Cang was extremely angry, but his shot was extremely decisive. The moment the double pupil method burst, his figure swept back, and a bit of broken golden long sword was pulled out from the void by him.

The supernatural light on it is a resurrected Fenghou Lingbao!

Rebirth for thirty years, even if most of the time was wasted in the starry sky, it was enough for him to find some opportunities.

The Lunar Shroud is one of them, and this extinct starlight sword is also one of them.

Buzzing~

At this time Jian Guang Sen Han, along with the light of the heavy pupil, any strong person who shatters the vacuum will be discolored for it.

"The light of the heavy pupil? Fenghou Lingbao? Is this your backing?..."

Feng Xinglie has a wild personality, but his tactics have long been accomplished. Seeing two divine lights coming from the sky like a sword, his eyes are condensed.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down.

The operation of all tangible and intangible things in the void seemed to be slowed down a thousand times in an instant, and the surrounding space seemed to have become substance better.

The squeeze tightly bound his figure.

"If you want to kill me, just rely on the heavy pupil, it's not enough!"

But in an instant, Feng Xinglie sneered, his expression becoming more and more cold.

boom!

His masculine blood burst like a thousand thunderstorms, and the storm also seemed to be in a terrifying aura, brazenly tearing the substance into the void.

Stride up to the sky!

The long knife held upside down pulled out a purple knife light thousands of miles long.

Suddenly, he cut to Qi Cang:

"kill!!!"

...

Huhu~

The sky is boundless and vast.

A bronze cauldron flashed through the air, its speed was extremely fast, and it didn't take an instant to pierce through a thousand miles of void.

Yuan Duxiu sat cross-legged on the top of the tripod cover, and the shroud of the lunar dynasty was drooping above the tripod ears.

His look is very strange.

The matter of choosing the Lord of the Heavenly Falling Spirit Treasure has always been something that only exists in the legend, and how do those existences in the legend exist?

He didn't expect that he might encounter such a thing one day.

It was a coincidence that a Feng Wang Lingbao was born in front of him, and it actually fits him incomparably, and he directly recognizes himself!

And even more terrifying than this is...

"The last place of treasure left before the destruction of the Dahijin Palace..."

Yuan Duxiu's eyes flickered as she chewed the words left in the bronze cauldron.

This bronze cauldron was extremely damaged, almost about to be destroyed, but the things recorded in this bronze cauldron were much more precious than this broken king-sealing spirit treasure.

Because that's the place where the treasure is hidden in the "Darijin Palace"!

A once-shouldered holy land, a powerful sect that couldn't breathe, the most elite treasure treasure!

Such an opportunity is a great luck!

Rao Shiyuan Duxiu's mood is also considered calm, and at this time he is also a little surprised.

Overlooking the churning sea of ​​clouds beneath him, Yuan Duxiu communicated with Mu Longcheng in his heart:

"Teacher, have you ever noticed anything weird?"

It's a fate, so be careful.

This point, he once discovered that he didn't understand the true form of the extinction, and the price was too shocking.

At this time, even if it was the treasure of the Dahijin Palace, he would not be overjoyed.

"You haven't noticed, and naturally I haven't found anything."

Mu Longcheng answered neither salty nor light, and his heart was calm as water.

He was also surprised, but not at what Yuan Duxiu got, but at the attacker.

Obviously, he kept secretly watching for a long time, and even caught Yuan Duxiu in one fell swoop. How could he become a treasurer?

"So, I'm relieved."

Yuan Duxiu let go a little, the bronze cauldron's speed suddenly increased a lot, and the wind and waves broke through the clouds and waves.

"You, want to go back to Wanfa Building?"

Mu Longcheng recovered.

"Not bad."

Yuan Duxiu nodded, and a smile could not help appearing on his face: "It is just a coincidence that my younger brother is in Wanfa Tower, and it will happen to be his birthday a few days later. This treasure, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is OK. Give it to him..."

"you……"

Mou Longcheng paused and seemed to be organizing language.

Yuan Duxiu seemed to know what he wanted to say, and just shook his head: "Teacher, that's my only relative..."

"He won't care, but you will miss an opportunity to advance by leaps and bounds."

Mu Longcheng shook his head heartily.

Yuan Duxiu is a man of pure temperament, even though he has changed a lot through several times of guidance, it is difficult to change his nature.

But, how can you have relatives?

That was just the ‘extraterritory demon’ reincarnated through your little brother’s cottage!

But naturally he couldn't say this sentence.

"There will always be a chance."

Yuan Duxiu smiled indifferently.

The practice of any exercise is not overnight. Cultivation is especially a long process. The rapid progress at a certain time is just the accumulation of accumulation after another period of hard practice.

The progress he did before is something that can't be met.

But now that he is only a hundred years old, he can match the cave sky, and he can truly condense into the cave sky with only one opportunity, and he can live up to three thousand!

Why rush it overnight?

On the contrary, it is the little brother, Mu Xiu Yulin, who has made many enemies, even if there is only a little help, he is satisfied.

"The heavens don't take it, but they take the blame; when they don't meet it, they suffer from it! Do you think you have this opportunity if you missed today?"

Mu Longcheng sneered.

"I……"

Yuan Duxiu was about to say something, suddenly her expression changed, her eyes closed and she said nothing.

"Ok?!"

Mu Longcheng also seemed to notice something, his brows suddenly frowned.

Without waiting for him to ask questions.

Amidst the golden blood, Yuan Duxiu was already shocked and opened his eyes strangely:

"Teacher, I seem to be breaking through..."