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Chapter 1643

Click!

Click!

Click!

The light shield cracked again, and Jiang Xiang, Feng Kun, Mei Yuehua and other three powerful emperors trembled in their hearts: "We can't stop it!"

Semi-divine.

It was as strong as a wave coming back, but in the blink of an eye, there was a shocking roar and a domineering Netherworld sweep.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

Under the wave of netherworld, many strong men on the scene were all shaken up and vomited blood. Even the medical practitioners who were sitting cross-legged were unable to withstand the mighty power and were thrown away one after another.

Everyone flies.

The shadow of the green dragon dimmed for a moment, and continued to dissipate like an afterimage.

The ghostly smoke swallowed up everything on the scene in an instant. From a distance, it looked like a huge mushroom cloud erupting from the ground.

Extraordinarily beautiful.

When the beast king who was rushing towards him saw this, he looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound of the beast's roar shook the mountains and rivers.

immediately.

Regardless of everything, the Beast King rushed out with force. Wherever the Beast King passed, the ground cracked. Behind the Beast King, there were more beasts following him. At this moment, there was only -

rush ahead!

far away!

High on the mountain, the mysterious old man picked up the jug again and drank alone. There seemed to be a touch of drunkenness in his eyes: "The show has begun!"

The murmur fell.

The figure disappears.

Your Excellency Jinxiu, within the battle circle, although Gui Yan defeated several powerful emperors with one person's power, at this time, he was also standing on the ground, and his breathing became rapid.

Tonight's battle will consume so much that it's unimaginable.

Despite this, Gui Yan remained motionless: "Mo Tide!"

"kill!"

With one word of killing order, Mo Chao accepted the order: "Yes!"

The moment the purple light sword rose, under the smoke of the scene, thousands of sword lights gathered together, and Mo Chao shouted: "Kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

One kill!

The God Guards rushed out like bloodthirsty wolves. The weapons in their hands were even more bloodthirsty and cold. They wanted to tear everything in front of them into pieces. Such a scene made Jiang Xiang, Feng Kun, Mei Yuehua, and Bai Sanniang even more nervous.

, Qin Daijun and other powerful emperors were shocked for a moment.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Xiang stood with his sword in hand, but it was difficult for him to fight again: "Is it possible that we will die like this tonight?"

Especially at this time, on the sky, the ever-dimming shadow of the blue dragon made Jiang Xiang feel even more despairing: "Did you fail?"

Bai Sanniang's beautiful eyes were fixed on the wolf smoke behind her: "Pavilion Master!"

The smoke blinded her eyes and she could not see her true appearance. Bai Sanniang was only worried in her heart. At the same time, she held the whip tighter: "Pavilion Master, no matter what, Sanniang will persevere until the last moment!"

Just as he was determined, he heard a low roar from behind him: "Death!"

One death.

Purple light sword light came to kill people, and Bai Sanniang had a death wish on her face: "Old dog, I will pay with my life for the master of the pavilion."

Just about to break out of the moment.

on site!

Make waves again.

Ho ho ho!

Within the sky, the dragon shadow flourished. As the dragon roar erupted, the entire sky was filled with blue light. Within the blue light, there was a huge dragon shadow.

It was actually rolling inside the clouds.

The dragon shadow rises!

Green light falls into the sky!

Boom!

The green light stopped in front of Bai Sanniang for an instant, swept away the smoke, and even shocked the master of the Purple Light Sword. As the smoke dissipated, only a three-foot green peak was visible on the scene, standing tall in the world!

Qing Feng pestles the ground!

Azure Dragon Gentian!

Qin Daijun looked at the dragon pattern Qingxuan in front of her and exclaimed: "Qingxuan Holy Sword!"

The moment the exclamation ended, there was another round of domineering and heroic words on the scene: "If you say nine words and wave your sleeves, the storm will be over, and the country will sink!"

"Follow Yixing, put your hands behind your back and the universe will be settled. The pale yellow color is light!"

Starting from bold words.

A man steps out from the flames of war, striding out with a tall figure, giving people a particularly sense of stability.

The person coming is none other than Holy Lord Lingtian!

Ling Tian comes out!

Everyone at the scene was even more shocked. The domineering wave of energy that rolled over Ling Tian at this time actually had the color of killing gods. Before everyone could recover, Ling Tian stepped in front of the Qingxuan Holy Sword and pressed the Holy Sword in front of him.

Immediately, the green light bloomed on the sword, and the giant dragon roared in the sky.

At this time, Ling Tian holds the holy sword to bring down the power of the gods, displays the dragon pattern on his body to destroy demons, the world has reappeared the traces of the holy master, and the gods must also be afraid!

Holy sword!

Holy Lord!

Holy Lord Qingxuan!
Chapter completed!
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