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Eight hundred and fiftieth IX Heavenly Change

On the cold night under the moon, the sky shaking and the earth shaking, the dragon gate collapsed, and the constraints on Zhiming also dissipated.

In an instant, within a radius of thousands of miles, spiritual energy gathered rapidly, forming a huge spiritual energy vortex, which sank into Zhiming's body in the center of the vortex.

The flying white is so dazzling, her plain clothes flutter with the wind, she has been practicing martial arts for a hundred years, and now she is trampling on the immortals!

"Start again!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure in the plain clothes disappeared instantly and appeared again, reaching a hundred feet away, slashed down with one sword, and was thunderous.

With a loud bang, Zhu Xian, Sun and Yue Zhao collided with extreme collision, and the terrifying power exploded. Mei Wuhen only felt a huge force coming from the sword, and his body fell straight down.

The shock was shaking violently, and the dust waves filled the dust waves. In the dust waves, Mei Wuhen barely stabilized her figure. Looking at the sky again, she no longer saw the figure in her clothes.

"not good"

Mei Wuhen's face changed and his body subconsciously dodged.

But in the back, Su Yi appeared in an instant, swung her sword, and the sword light destroyed the world. With the rumbling and vibration, the earth ahead separated and spread thousands of miles, and was bottomless.

"Real reality!"

Looking at the plain figure in the vortex of spiritual energy in front of her, Mei Wuhen showed an incredible look on her face. How could it be possible? Once she entered the immortal, she would reach the reality. This is something she had never heard of.

In the scrolling spiritual vortex, Ning Chen looked at the cracks on the ground in front of him, frowned slightly, and turned a little. It seemed that he was still a little uncomfortable with the reshaped body.

He took one step and disappeared again in an instant, shining his eyes and falling into the dead, killing the immortals and killing the sky, and everything fell.

Fast, it was incredibly fast. Mei Wuhen came back to his senses, waved his sword to block the move, and with a loud bang, he stepped back several times, his face showing shock.

Strong, strong, unrivaled, peerless foundation, the only one on the sword, is invincible in the world.

The figure that moved instantly, although the sword moves, Zhuxian sword moves for thousands of pounds, and the moves are unstoppable, and the Star Soul sword moves for the extreme, and the moves are extremely fast and unavoidable.

The only sword at the top, the martial arts that are unprecedented and modern, is shining together today, the rumbling power of the sky resounds throughout the sword pavilion, and the sword that suppresses the sun and the moon.

"Cold Prison, Blood Moon"

Unwilling to be suppressed, Mei Wuhen's expression subsided, and blood and energy surged into the sword. Suddenly, above the void, the moon image changed blood, and the dazzling blood light spread rapidly.

The blood moon was strange, and the heaven and earth began to shake violently. Mei Wuhen stepped forward, and the sun and moon shone brightly, slashing towards the man in plain clothes ahead.

The spiritual energy has come to an end. Ning Chen slashed out again with Zhu Xian in his left hand, shaking the Blood Moon move head-on.

With a sharp shock, the fairy sword broke through the blood moon, and the star soul touched the power of the stars above the nine heavens, and forced the move back.

Mei Wuhen's sword turned to block the starlight, groaned and exited for several steps.

The unbelievable fact is like two completely different people who know the ability of fate and look down on the world.

The dripping blood, the frost dyed red in the eyes, Mei Wuhen's eyes were filled with shock and shock. For the first time in his life, he felt the fear of death.

"I am the lord of Jiange, I cannot defeat"

With a loud voice, the breath around him changed completely. Mei Wuhen danced wildly with a long black head, and the gray frost spread rapidly. Above the artifact, the frost air spreads, and the ultimate move appeared majestic.

"The Heaven of Cold Prison"

The sword edge points to the sky, frost is falling from the sky, and the cold prison is descending from the earth. The entire Jiange space instantly turns into a dark hell, with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of frost falling from the sky.

Seeing this, Ning Chen stepped on his feet, and his two swords took two moves. The Heavenly Book merged into the sword style, the divine sun soared into the sky, and the sword light radiated across the sky.

"Eleventh, Burning the Sky"

The Nine Yangs burn the world, the Eleventh Open Heaven Pass, and in the dark ice prison, the Nine Yangs rise in the sky, the phoenix fire spreads, burning the heaven and earth.

At the same time, on the Zhuxian Sword, the sword flow gushed like a tide, pouring into the Nine Yangs. The shocking sword power spread out in the ice prison.

The next moment, the nine swords fell into the world, and the ice and fire collided with extreme collision, the rumbling and vibration sounded, the Nine Yang collapsed, and the Cold Prison melted.

"Well"

The sword energy penetrated the body and retreated several steps. Mei Wuhen's sword in his hand clanged and leaned on the ground, stopping the retreating figure.

The blood flowing in Bobo dyed the earth in front of him red. Mei Wuhen snorted in pain, and the sword energy gushed in front of his chest, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood.

Unwilling to lose, so heartbroken, Mei Wuhen couldn't help laughing loudly as he looked at the blood flowing on the sword, so crazy and so desolate.

"Peace Master"

In the other side's battle situation, the four great Tiangu felt the defeat of the distant Pavilion Master, and a sudden look flashed across his face. The sword moves violently as heavy rain, eager to escape from the battle situation.

Faced with the desperate attack of the four guards, Lin Yuzhen felt the pressure on her body doubled, and her expression calmed down and she responded with all her heart.

"I cannot be defeated, I cannot be defeated!"

Under the cold moonlit night, Mei Wuhen kept murmuring, his breath was extremely messy, and his sword intent was erratic, marking the surrounding earth with bottomless cracks.

"drink"

With a shrill long shout, Mei Wuhen stepped on his feet, his figure entered the air, and then rushed towards the battle situation on the other side.

Ning Chen frowned slightly, and when he looked back, his face changed slightly, it was not good!

But at this moment, in the distant battle situation, Mei Wuhen arrived, Ri Yuezhao slashed and shook his sword and shook the Qi King ahead with a sword.

"The Blood Sacrifice of the Dead Heaven"

Mei Wuhen blew long, and his terrifying aura exploded. In the frightened eyes of the four guards, gray ice crystals fell all over the sky, sealing the body of the guards.

As soon as he raised his hand, the blood and bones exploded. Mei Wuhen bathed in the bloody rain, and his body of true energy continued to devour the power of the four heavenly protectors and scattered scenes, which made people see the ugliness of human nature.

"madman"

On the earth, Ning Chen's face darkened, and the murderous intent in his eyes was hard to suppress. His figure flew out and rushed towards the battle situation ahead.

"Cold Prison, Blood God"

In the bloody rain, Mei Wuhen's eyes opened, and an extremely terrifying true energy soared into the sky, and her black hair instantly turned into a dazzling red blood color.

Blood fell into ice, blood flowers were brilliant all over the sky, plum Wuhen walked forward step by step, and bloody ice flowers bloomed all over the body, beautiful and terrifying.

"Your Highness, Feng Mingjian should be returned"

Mei Wuhen said softly, and a moment later, the figure arrived instantly, the sun and the moon opened the sky, and the majestic sword power slashed down with a bang.

Lin Yuzhen's eyes shrank slightly, Feng Ming greeted him, and with a loud bang, he took several steps in a row, and the hand holding the sword was filled with blood.

The unmeasurable cultivation level has surpassed the fourth level half a step further and reached a new field.

At this moment, Ning Chen's figure arrived behind him, and in a flash, he came to King Qi.

"Your Highness, you can retreat aside first, and you can hand this person over to me."

Ning Chen glanced at the injured King Qi and spoke.

"Can you do it alone?"

Lin Yuzhen endured the severe injury of her arm and said worriedly.

"I'm enough for her!"

Ning Chen looked at the crazy woman ahead and responded calmly.

"Be careful"

Knowing that staying behind was also a burden, Lin Yuzhen did not hesitate any more, and stepped on her feet and retreated from the battle.

"Young Master Ning is really a person who cherishes the fragrance and beauty."

Mei Wuhen showed a gentle smile on his face and said softly, "It's a pity that neither you nor her can leave alive today!"

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