Marquis of Grand Xia

In the ancient battlefield, the Emperor Zhong Zhong appeared, worshiping the moon and setting the sky, striking the clock for a moment, frustrated by one move, and stained the sky with blood.

The man in Ling Li's Void, a luxurious silver war suit, a splendid glory, the silver bead curtain mask half-covered the appearance, the powerful power of the whole body overflowed, and the starry sky vibrated.

Emperor Mingtian, who was able to appear for the first time, shook all the esteems, and he was quickly spreading out by the endless oppression.

The moon worship was hurt, and above the void, the power of the fixed-day chess board immediately weakened. All the lords turned their palms and shook the bondage. The figure flashed and they rushed to the East Emperor Bell.

"Forbidden Ming Yin, six sins destroy the road"

The five respects are the same, Emperor Mingtian raises his hands, his eyes glow with purple light, the sun, moon and stars are manifested, a body is surging, and the unspeakable terrorist power is swayed, and at the same time, the power of the five respects is blocked.

After a stalemate, the purple light spread, and the five figures flew out, stepping back several times.

Unexpected variables. Outside the battle, the **** machine looked at the silver-clad man in the void, and the different colors in the eyes kept flashing. This person's strength was stronger than before.

"God machine, don't you shoot?" Above the void, a silver-grey phantom figure walked out and said.

"Isn't the landlord also not shot?" Shen Ji calmly said.

"This thing doesn't belong to me, why do you do it all?" Xiaoyuelou's mouth slightly curved, said.

"The lord of the Eastern Immortal World is dead, and the East Emperor Bell is the unowned thing. Why did the landlord say this?" Shenji said lightly.

"Ming people didn't talk secretly before, could the gods really think that Donghuang Zhong was under everyone's control?" Xiaoyuelou's eyes turned and said.

"Ah"

The Divine Machine smiled indifferently, and said, "Immortals have spirits, and it is naturally impossible to easily recognize people as the dominant person. However, this era has hundreds of thousands of years since the collapse of the Immortal Realm. Even the Immortals have been wiped out by years.

"If the fairy of the East Emperor Bell really disappears so easily, then it is not qualified to be used by the master of the East Immortal Realm, is it?"

The Shenji didn't dispute, looking at the battle ahead, said lightly, "It's useless to argue, just wait and see its changes."

The landlord Xiaoyue did not say anything, the ghost disappeared and disappeared.

The conversation between the two ended, and above the void, the battle situation also entered the most white-hot stage. Emperor Mingtian had one enemy and six enemies, and Tianwei was vast.

"Boom"

The extreme strokes collided, the aftermath oscillated, the Donghuang Bell was affected, and the bells came out one after another. Shifangtiandi was continuously destroyed by the bells, and the mountains collapsed, just like the last days.

Emperor Mingtian and the esteem saw the figure, and the figure retreated sharply. However, it was still half a step late, and the bell was added, and it was instantly hurt.

A little vermilion fell, and Zun Ningyuan pressed down the blood flowing in his body, looking at Donghuang Bell floating in the void, his expression became more dignified.

In the stalemate situation, the strong enemy is ahead, and the fairy clock is difficult to collect, and the public hesitate for a while, and it is difficult to decide.

Seeing the appearance of the respect of the stars, Emperor Mingtian flashed a sneer in the corner of his mouth, and stepped on his foot, before the ancient clock.

Thousands of figures were exploded in front of the altar in front of the altar in the unknown realm. The power of sacrifice came from time and space and poured into the body of the emperor's celestial body to resist the immortal bell.

Just when Emperor Mingtian was about to succeed, suddenly in the mountain range, the breath was stagnant, and the boundless sword intention spread. At the next moment, the dazzling sword light rushed into the forest.

"Fate"

At the same time, the eyes of the young strongmen from the realm were fixed at the same time, looking at the direction of Jianguang, he finally shot.

The sword light glanced over, Emperor Mingtian's expression sank, his palms turned, and he greeted the sword light coming from the sky.

Jiwei collided, the void exploded, the power of destruction spread, and the terrifying aftermath suddenly attracted Xianzhong to self-alarm, the bell oscillated and fell into the air.

Di Mingtian's complexion changed slightly, and his body exploded, resisting Zhong Bo.

"Sword Style, Burial"

At the moment when the fairy clock appeared, in the distance, the red dress appeared, a sword was slashed, and the nine days of rapid changes, the cloud disk fell, and the terrible oppression was pressed.

On both sides, Emperor Mingtian's expression condensed, his palms were transformed, and at the same time blocked the offensive to both sides.

A tremendous shock, Zhong Bo, Jianguang dissipated, Emperor Mingtian snorted slightly in the mouth, a drop of blood quietly dripped, dyed red and silver armor.

"presumptuous"

For the first time, Emperor Mingtian wrath Xuanzhi, raised his hands to condense the Yuan of heaven and earth, suddenly violent thunder and sky fell, the power of the sky and the sea crashed, the ultimate heavenly power, illuminating the sky.

Seeing the red clothes, turning the palm and condensing the element, the situation on the Zhuxian sword changed, the sword light was extremely strong, and a sword cut to the fairy clock.

"shameless"

Emperor Mingtian's face was cold, his figure flashed over, and he was instantly blocked in front of the fairy clock. The thunder's might shot and greeted Jianguang.

Rumble shook, Thunder obliterated the sword light, and couldn't blink, Red Clothes didn't know when it had come to the front, Immortal Sword Linghua, passing by.

Emperor Mingtian raised his hand to block the sword, and the moment the palm of the sword was handed over, the red clothing disappeared again. After coming to the fairy clock, a sword was swung across, and it was cut to the fairy clock again.

"Boom"

The Emperor Dong shook, the bell wave oscillated, and the mighty power spread, annihilating thousands of miles.

Red dress waved, green tripod appeared, blocking Zhong Bo.

With a bang, Zhong Bo collided with Green Tripod, and Green Tripod vibrated violently. After a while, he recovered as before.

On the other side, Emperor Mingtian turned his palm and blocked the clock wave again, with a loud shock, he withdrew two steps.

In the void, the red clothing stood still, a drop of blood spilled from the corner of the mouth, and the green tripod blocked most of Zhong Wei, still adding a little aftermath, hurting the body.

The difficult battle situation, just a momentary confrontation, has almost replaced life and death. Outside the battle situation, all the princes retreated and retreated, unwilling to be affected by the battle situation at this time.

"The world is only wise and knows the destiny"

Above the peak, in front of the tall red harp, Wu Qingying slowly looked at the figure in the red clothing in the battle.

Undoubtedly, the reason why he has been able to contend with Xiu to be a stronger person than himself since he knows his way into martial arts, his ingenuity has occupied a position that cannot be ignored.

Observation, the means are informal, and all the available power is used. This is the real reason why Zhiming can live to this day.

In the void, within the battle situation, the two strong confrontations, the fate of the red clothes, a pair of cold eyes looked at the people in front of him, the calm face, never changed in half.

Between the two, the fairy clock rises and falls, and the ancient runes on the clock are faintly visible. An inexpressible law of power is circulating. The real fairy is not to be blasphemed by mortals.

Lightly moving under his feet, Emperor Mingtian took advantage of the supremacy of cultivation, and immediately took the lead.

The red clothing stepped forward in a blink of an eye, in the shape of the wind, while avoiding the move, the immortal sword was soaring, and a sword swept to it, urging the soul to kill.

"Forbidden the power of Ming Yin, the world is invincible"

Emperor Mingtian snorted coldly, his palm was full of anger, and the vast power could slam the sword front.

Yihong splashed blood, approaching in front of him, Zhuxian sword turned again, with a bang, cut in the body of Xianzhong.

"Boom"

The fairy bell sounded, the sky was earthquake, the bell wave was majestic and swayed sharply.

"hateful"

Emperor Mingtian turned his palm to block the bell wave, ignoring the tumult of blood, stepped on the footsteps, and then attacked again.

After Luding, the figure in red flicked at an extremely fast speed, and the absolute speed turned the offensive like a storm.

"Not quite right"

Above the earth, the star-falling look of watching the battle for a long time is slightly condensed, Ning Chen's body has returned, and the foundation should not be so.

"It's a Phoenix Body"

Aside, Mu Qianlu said condensedly.

"What about his body, what mystery is still playing at this time" Luo Xingchen said in a deep voice.

"Unclear"

Mu Qianxi shook his head and said, "With the fatal character, he will not do meaningless things. Since he has arranged so, he must have his plan"

"Shall we use our hand?" Luo Xingchen frowned and asked.

"Not necessary for the time being"

Mu Qianshu looked at the battle in the void and said, "With that fairy clock in, the speed threat of the phoenix body will be more obvious. All the stars respect the power of the fairy clock and will not easily interfere, as long as Ning Chen's body If you do n’t shoot, it means that he still has the energy to spare. We do n’t have to rush, so as not to disrupt his plan. ”

While the two were talking, on the other side of the mountain range, the white-haired demon of Xuanyi stood still, staring at the battle, but also did not shoot.

He knew very well that, with the wisdom of knowing his destiny, there must still be arrangements behind this.

On the side of the demon, Luo Fei's eyes flicked across. Among the people from Shenzhou, except for the use of force, Zhiminghou is definitely the most inexplicable person.

Only by calculating step by step, can we survive to the present day, and discuss martial arts. Knowing fate may not be as good as many people.

"Ziyi, to help Zhiminghou get the fairy clock, we should also find our own fairy edge"

After watching for a long time, Luo Fei looked at the people around her and said softly.

Xia Ziyi was silent. After a moment, she nodded.

The road ahead is long and the magic path is unpredictable. He must also improve his strength as soon as possible. In addition to dealing with unknown dangers, he must also find ways to refine the inexplicable power in his body.

"Landlord Xiaoyue, the ninth son of Mo Men, what the **** are you thinking about?"

In front of a mountain, the **** machine looked at the war situation, the color of his eyes flashed, and the landlord Xiaoyue had never shot, this was his most doubtful point.

He has always had a feeling that between Xiaoyue and the ninth son of Momen, there must have been a certain agreement. From the opening of the fairy field to the battle of the fairy clock today, it is revealed that it is unusual, and others may not feel it, but He has known the landlord Xiaoyue for hundreds of years, and he still has some understanding of it.

In the battle situation, the battle between the two powers becomes more and more fierce. With the power of the fairy clock, the Phoenix body fully fights with the Emperor Mingtian, with absolute speed, avoiding the crisis of life and death again and again ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The look of the sky is getting colder and colder, vigorously condensed, and thousands of miles of wind, clouds, and seas are cracked.

"Not finished yet?"

Among the mountains, the silver-grey man looked at the undressed young man in front and said.

"How can the prohibition of the heavens be done so simple"

The young man in plain clothes responded calmly, the mark on his hand kept on, and he continued to do his own thing.

"You can think about the consequences of doing this, this is an enemy to the world"

The silver-grey man reminded.

"If you don't do this, will the Venerable Star Territories be willing to give up? The past experience has always taught me a lot of truths. One is to be forgiving and forgiving, and the other is to take preemption and cut the roots."

The young man in plain clothes said in a cold voice, looking at the far-sighted eyes, the matter of Zhongzhou will never happen a second time, he swore.