Marquis of Grand Xia

(ps: Leisurely Xiaowen Gejia for the new ally)

The moon is empty, the battle situation is overflowing, the endless war spreads, and no one dares to take a step closer.

In the battle situation, the two did not fear the immortality of the immortal clock, and they were utterly and vigorously collided.

"With you, you can stop me for a while!"

Immortal Sword came, Emperor Mingtian raised his hand and shook back the former offensive.

Thunder is approaching, and the red dress passes by, and Zhu Xian moves with it. The majestic sword prestige cuts through the heavy thunder, and the sword swings to the prestige.

"Boom"

The fairy bell sounded, Zhong Bo passed by, Thunder and Jianguang dissipated instantly, and the two retreated.

Vermilion dripped, stained the red sword edge, on both sides of the fairy clock, the eyes that looked at each other were also cold, and the murderous opportunity was revealed.

Xianzhong Yuwei was rippling from circle to circle, and the space around the two people was constantly collapsing. To the extreme fairy, the world could not bear the majesty.

The situation gradually became clear from the battle to a hundred strokes. Although the fairy bells helped each other, the gap between the foundation and the cultivation base gradually tilted the battle situation.

The blood-stained fairy sword whispered softly, and the sword spread vigorously, and the ruthless eyes never wavered.

"Attention, I need to be a little serious"

Emperor Mingtian said indifferently, making a tremendous mention, and suddenly, the nine days were dark, and the infinite qi condensed into a cloud. Thousands of miles, the thunder bursts, resounded through the world.

"Xianzhong, it's yours"

After the great power came into being, the red dress retreated without a fight, and the footsteps drove away.

"Ok?"

Emperor Mingtian saw this, his face sank, but he didn't chase it anymore. The figure flashed over and came to Donghuang Bell.

The fairy clock will be lost, and the faces of all the respects will change at the same time. They can't help but say that they stepped forward again and took over the battle.

At the same time, among the mountains, many strong men who could not hide out have chosen to shoot, figure out, and compete for immortality.

Seeing this, the eyes of Venerable Moon flashed through the gaze, Lian Bu stepped around, and also wanted to step forward to compete.

"Worship the moon, and be slow"

At the moment of the move, the magic machine uttered sounds, stopping the moon worship that was about to come forward.

The Lord Moon worshiper heard the words, and the figure subconsciously fluttered, his eyes suddenly shrunk fiercely.

But within a hundred miles of the Fairy Bell, a pillar of blood rose up into the sky, straight into the starry sky, and instantly annihilated all the strong men who were close to Donghuang Bell.

Before the beam of light, the red figure stepped out and looked at the dignity in the dilemma, the murderous cold biting in his eyes.

"this is"

Before the mountain, the **** machine looked at the **** beam of light that trapped all the respects, and his face was shocked, and Huang Quan was forbidden.

"Senior machine gods and worshipers of the moon, next comes personal grudges, and hopes to retreat a bit"

In the void, red clothes turned back and said quietly, said.

Venerable Moon worshiper has returned to God from the shock, and his face is full of fear, before she reminds her that she is trapped in this beam of light.

What should I do now?

"Momen ninth son, what do you want to do!" Venerable Moon said in a deep voice.

"Clean up the filth," Red said lightly.

"Do you know what you mean by this move?" Venerable Moon looked more and more cold.

"Enemies with the world, why, is it serious?" Red clothes said flatly.

"madman"

Venerable Moon said coldly.

"If the Venerable wants to stop it, it may be too late now, but now, it is to fight against the destiny, and against the destiny, the destiny will no longer care about the gentleman's way." Red clothes said indifferently.

The "fantastic" Lord Moon worshiper was angry, just about to shoot, and was stopped again.

"Wait for the moon, don't be impulsive, now you can't stop him," the mountain said before the mountain.

"Do you want to see all the gods fall here, so that the whole world will be in chaos"

Shen Yue, the worshiper of the moon, replied that she doesn't care whether the esteem is dead or alive, but she can't ignore the battle caused by the death of the esteem.

"The pattern will always change, and besides, the respect is not an easy generation, you don't have to intervene," Shenji persuaded.

Struggling flashed through the eyes of Venerable Moon, at this moment, another voice came again, making the former look shocked again.

"Worship the moon, don't interfere in this matter, there is no possibility for the survivors to survive. If you intervene, the ninth son of Momen will never be merciful and retreat."

Next to the body of the god, the illusory silver-grey cloak appeared again and said.

Venerable Moon worshiper has heard it, pressed down the waves in his heart, struggling and stepping back.

Seeing the moon retreat, the sky, beside the red clothes, a figure of plain clothes walked out, the two bodies merged, and step by step into the beam of light.

"Sorry, let everyone wait for a long time"

Ning Chen spoke, looking at the Venerables trapped in Huang Quan's forbidden, calmly said.

"Momen Ninth Son, what are you going to do!"

Ziwei and Jinyao all looked awkwardly and asked coldly.

"Send you on the road"

In the voice, Ning Chen waved an ancient mottled Xianqin in front of him. The unmistakable killing breath spread, and the chill was chilling, and he could clearly perceive them thousands of miles apart.

"Yama"

Seeing the Guqin appearing in front of the former, among the venerables, the face of Yingying Qiu changed drastically. Isn't this piano lost long ago? How could it appear in the ninth son of Momen.

"What's wrong, what's wrong" Shen Ying asked, looking at Ying Qiong's complexion.

"That is the inheritance artifact of the White Tigers of all dynasties, the Lord is killing, everyone should be careful," Venerable Ying Qiu pressed down in shock and reminded.

"The piano art is the worst thing in the next study, and everyone contains it"

The words fell, the king of the first ringing, the void moment fell into silence, the night was darker, and a gloomy night came without a glory.

At the next moment, great terror appeared, with the king as the center, and the **** waves spread out, terrifying power, and instantly destroying everything.

Seeing this, the esteemed people immediately evaded themselves, however, after a while, his face changed.

But seeing Qinbo spread, unbiased, and hit the fairy clock, suddenly, a more terrifying bell sounded, King Yan ordered, Huang Quan opened the way.

"boom"

One could not escape, the arm was swept by Zhong Bo, the blood was exploded, and the sky was red.

"Impossible, how could Mormon's ninth son have such a terrible attainment on the piano"

Outside of the battle, the divine machine's face is full of dignity, and Tao, the attainment of this sub-sword is already amazing, but with his qualifications ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ there can be no energy to learn the piano.

After a moment, the Shenji seemed to think of something, and looked at the illusory figure aside, sinking in a voice, "It's you"

"The temperament is for the landlord, but it is nothing more than a leisure time. It is not a big deal to give away. The important thing is that the price is affordable," Xiaoyue landlord said lightly.

"No wonder the landlord hasn't shot and forced others to build the foundation, even the landlord should cultivate for a while"

The **** machine said coldly, I really didn't expect that the landlord Xiaoyue was willing to make such a large amount of money on this child, which really exceeded his expectations.

"The more you pay, the more reward you will get. Moreover, there is no need for high risk, there will be things with high returns. Apart from this, there is no second thing in the world," said Xiaoyue, the landlord.

"Do not hesitate to give up part of the foundation, but also to help this child, the landlord, I am very curious, what is your so-called return, what will it be?" Shen Ji sneered.

"Opportunity of the Fourth Realm"

Xiaoyue landlord's eyes slightly condensed, slowly said.