In the Immortal Palace, in the killing realm, the phoenix body fights the original, the king of hell roars, purple light rises, illuminating the night. Copy the website to visit

The illusory moon hung high in the sky and the killing realm where laws gathered. The battle between the two bodies has lasted for hundreds of rounds.

Phoenix fights with unparalleled foundations at its fast speed, and competes with strong force with all its strength.

The same body, the emotionless eyes, the plain clothes swung the sword, the sword condensed with water, fire, wind and thunder, the original aura was stimulating, and the power was endlessly sublimated.

The terrifying original aura rose into the clouds under the moon sky, and the most powerful sword made people tremble all over.

Seeing this, Ning Chen, the King of Hell, Hui Fengyuan, was filled with flames, and the sword intent exploded and circled out.

"Chuyang Dongzhao"

The sword style brings together the martial arts of the Heavenly Book, and a divine sun appears on earth. Where the morning light arrives, the sword will follow.

The sword collided, and the rising sun shook water, fire, wind and thunder. With a shocking sound, the phoenix retreated again, took advantage of the momentum to jump into the sky, and slashed with a sword, and the magnificent sword light, and the nine heavens changed.

"Nirvana"

The sword of Nirvana, the sword at its peak, turned into a stern sword flowing across the void and leaped towards Suyi.

The strongest sword came to his body, and the simple-clothed hand waved, and the thoughts appeared. The strongest sword and sword gathered four volumes of power, and the cycle of reincarnation and turned, with the strongest move, facing the sword.

With a sudden shock, the simple-clothed step back, a wisp of blood overflowed from her shoulders, and the sword entering her body was a slight difference.

On the other hand, the phoenix body retreated several feet, and blood flowed down his arms, dyeing the Divine Straight of the King of Hell red.

The vermilion red sprinkled with dust, and knew his life was staggering for several steps, but he was defeated with great force, and his injuries became worse and worse.

The sword intent of the same view and the different foundations make the balance of the battle more tilted.

"Come again"

Ning Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the Huangquan God Forbidden entered his body, blocked his injuries, and maintained his peak combat power.

The next moment, the shadow that was about to step out again, and the two swords were intertwined again, one sword was fast and one sword was strong, and the unparalleled sword was extremely meaningful, writing the most beautiful prologue of life and death.

The body in the mirror, the shadow in front of the body, and the same face, cannot coexist with two people. Two swords fight until the sky turns into chaos.

The blood that fell was dyed red with red clothes. Although the plain clothes were strong, they could not block the sword edge of the red clothes. The injuries were exchanged, but they could not be stopped.

Fast or fast, the foundation is insufficient, and you can only make up for your destiny by quick means. The sword is like a stunning wilderness, which is difficult to identify.

In the endless red shadows, the plain clothes remained as a mountain, with life as a supplement, three volumes of martial arts rotation, powerful power, and extremely fast than the Phoenix.

However, Hongyi, who was getting faster and faster, regardless of her injuries, reached the extreme of the world and surpassed the peak in an instant.

"The true meaning of the sword is fast, accurate, concentrated, and simply pursuing moves will only go further and further."

At the end of the world in the past, Mu Bai taught the sword, and one sword opened the sky thousands of feet long. It was simple and unpretentious. The sword was endless at the extreme, but only the only one at the beginning.

"sword……"

Thinking about it, in order to break the fate of suppression, the red-clothed body scattered, and the only one in life appeared above the peak. The sword passed and returned to the truth.

A sword that has never been seen before, in the magnificent and brilliant colors, the heaven and earth are reflected, and a sword cuts through time and space, and a sword shocks the gods.

The slight crisp sound made the King of Hell unable to bear the only sword, and the response was broken.

At a glance, the broken sword entered the body, the plain clothes dissipated, the battle stopped, the wind stopped in an instant, and a touch of vermilion fell silently.

Quiet or quiet, quiet makes people feel palpitations. Suddenly, blood spurted like rain all over the red clothes. After surpassing the peak, the body was unable to bear it and gradually collapsed.

Watching the sword, enlightening the sword, walking the sword, forcibly casting the unfinished only sword, and eventually retaliating against oneself.

The killing realm dissipated, and the dark fairy palace was covered with blood, and the King of Hell flew to the side. The red clothes on the kneeling ground were covered in blood, but they had not risen for a long time.

A violent cough sounded, and blood overflowed from his fingers. The life-substitute talisman shone brightly. After a moment, it was pressed down again.

It's not time yet, at least...

The broken sword supported the severely wounded body and staggered to the broken sword. A trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.

The phoenix appeared and swallowed the broken sword into two pieces into its belly. The Divine Sword of the King of Hell has since disappeared.

I practiced swords throughout my life, and walked together with my swords, and worked together for more than ten years. Although due to my merits and physical reasons, the King of Hell's Divine Sword never recognized this master, but it was no longer repulsed as it was at the beginning.

With limited qualifications, I can't feel the sword breath. However, after being with me for more than ten years, every sound of the sword movement was extremely familiar.

This is the sword of the King of Hell, and it is also the sword of the ghost girl. He knows his destiny and inherits the sword. He follows the sword all the way, and goes through every journey of resurrecting the ghost girl.

Today, the sword is broken, and from now on, people walk alone.

Inside the phoenix shadow, above the demon sword, the light gradually faded, and the two soldiers who lived in symbiosis were all damaged. The moment the sword was broken, the spirituality on the sword also dissipated.

Bang, with a sharp shock, the sound of the murderous realm was broken, and the white-clothed figure appeared, and the dress was dyed with vermilion, which was obviously also seriously injured.

"Are you out? Let's go?"

Ning Chen calmed down, glanced at the woman, and said tiredly.

Jiang Li looked at the former and frowned unconsciously. There seemed to be something wrong, but he couldn't say it.

"Ahem"

After several steps, a violent cough sounded. Ning Chen stopped and covered his right hand, blood kept spilling out, dyeing his red clothes again.

A glimmer of light burst out from Jiang Li's eyes, and his wounds were so severe.

"Do you want to do it? There is another chance for you. If you fail again, I will not save your life."

Ning Chen wiped off the blood from his mouth and said.

"snort"

Jiang Li snorted coldly and walked forward without choosing to take action. He acted rashly towards this madman who didn't even care about his own life, not a wise move.

In this fairy palace, every step is unknown, and she doesn't need to fight to the death with her.

In the dark fairy palace, the two of them walked forward, and they didn't know where to go. The road that no one had set foot on for countless years, even the white bones turned into ashes.

After walking for a long time, a strange hall appeared in front of the two of them. The only huge sky pool that caught their eyes was, but the water in the pool had already dried up and not a drop was left.

"Crazy Pond"

When Jiang Li saw the shape of the Tianchi ahead, he looked shocked and said in a lost voice.

Ning Chen turned his eyes and said, "Is the immortal transformation pool that Miss Jiang mentioned looks like this?"

"kindness"

Jiang Li came back to his senses and replied in a deep voice, "Except for some differences in size, the others are basically the same."

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes when he heard this. It seemed that a long time ago, someone from the sky had come to the Immortal Palace.

"Let's go, go somewhere else"

After watching for a while, Ning Chen turned around and left the hall and walked towards the other side. There was nothing special about this place, and it was useless to leave it for more.

Jiang Li followed and continued to move forward together.

The two of them walked for more than an hour, and as they were confused, the road ahead became darker and darker.

"Blood"

Suddenly, Ning Chen paused his feet and looked at the blood stained with bluestone in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, something was wrong.

Someone in the Immortal Palace, or someone has been here!

Jiang Li also discovered something wrong and felt a little sank in his heart. Judging from the years of the Immortal Palace, even the bones had already turned into ashes, and these blood stains were obviously not left for long.

Where blood is left is the only way ahead. The two of them have no choice but to continue moving forward, with caution and caution.

Just as the two reached the fourth hour, a fork appeared on the road ahead, and two identical roads led to an unknown dark world.

"Which one is going?" Jiang left the mouth.

"left"

Ning Chen chose one at will and continued to move forward.

Jiang Li didn't say much and followed. It was their first time to come here. No one could know what they would encounter on these two roads, so there was no difference between which road they chose.

Tick, water droplets fell from above the fairy palace, and in this quiet darkness, it seemed so clear that the road became more and more humid, making people feel uneasy.

Ning Chen took a few steps, suddenly staggered, vomiting blood, dyeing the bluestone in front of him red.

"Ahem"

Amidst the violent coughs, red light evaporated. Ning Chen was strongly motivated Fengyuan and wanted to suppress his injuries, but he saw blood gushing out like fog, and the meridians that were cracked in the cubic crack exploded, and blood was instantly blowing.

Seeing this, Jiang Li's eyes shrank, and he was not seriously injured, but was about to finish.

But why, if this person can do it, how could he be so seriously injured in the killing realm? He should be able to survive it.

Jiang Li didn't know that the three transformations of one's life and the mirror body killing realm were several times more difficult than her.

After having no choice but to use the unfinished move, Ji Ran fell.

An old saying goes, "I can die in the morning and night." I know my destiny and I can see the only sword. My meridians in my body have been shattered by the backlash. I live for one day and end my life.

"It's so sad. Your mechanism is planning, but you didn't expect that you would end up like this," Jiang Li sneered.

Ning Chen ignored it, covered the blood that kept oozing out of his mouth with one hand, and held the wall of the Immortal Palace with the other hand, and walked forward exhausted.
To be continued...