Chapter 1838: Repression of 10,000 years

The sword is like the wind, like the rain, like a waterfall, like a flood.
偌大白帝城, Jianqi is full of energy!
Lian Lin Xun has to admit that the field of Tao Daowen realized by Jin Tianxuan is astounding, magnificent, and extraordinary.
Change to the general peers, afraid that it is simply unable to resist, and finally fell into a 10,000-sword to wear, violent and dead.
However, Lin Xun seems to turn a blind eye to all this. He walks along the clean and tidy streets and heads toward the city.
Leisurely manners.
In all directions, the squeaky squeak of the squeaky eardrum screamed through the void, and the sensation of the sensation was like a tidal wave.
However, without waiting for Lin Xun, it will melt away at an inch.
Tens of swords, but at the moment it looks like snow, silently melting and dispelling, reflecting Lin Xun as if the law does not invade.
He walked forward like this, and the sword rain was like a curtain, and it piled up and piled up.
No matter how you attack, you can't shake Lin's land!
Almost blinking, Lin Xun is close to the one tower.
Looking up, the sacred shadow of the stalwart sits on top of the town tower, and it is like a legendary kendo god.
This is the Taikoo White Emperor?
A legendary figure with a sword to build a godless environment?
Immediately, Lin Xun regained his gaze, and there was some regret in his heart.
This illusion is just an imposing manner, capable of deterring the minds of the monks, but it does not belong to the real power of a realm.
In short, this is an image, nothing more than possessing the momentum of belonging to a great emperor.
Even so, it is a wonderful way to integrate the power of a great Taisei into the field of his own path.
Jin Tian Xuanyue moved for the first time, and the beauty contracted, and the mind was circling.
She can't imagine that there will be people in this world who can walk in her "White Emperor City"...
Does this mean that the other party’s control over the power of the field is far above her?
How is this possible?
Jin Tianxuanyue has always been extremely conceited and has absolute confidence in his own strength. From small to large, he has never suffered such setbacks.
For a time, her mood has been turbulent!
Seeing Lin Xun is close to the one tower, Jin Tianxuan suddenly took a deep breath and used his strongest killer.
"I am like a city, indestructible!"
"My city is like a world, and the sword is divided into life and death!"
Hey!
On the upper floor of the city, there is a white emperor sword hanging from it. The mule is turned into a sword. It is two feet three inches long and four fingers wide. It is white and clear.
Rumble!
In all directions, countless swords and rains converge, all of them are integrated into this sword, so that if this sword is a big day, the light will become more dazzling and the power will become more and more forceful.
The entire White Emperor City was covered by its horrible sword.
Lin searched for a stop, and finally showed a touch of dignified color.
This sword made him feel a kind of oppression.
"cut!"
Above the tower, the sword is like taking all the power of the White Emperor, and slowly descending with a slow, ubiquitous power.
A sword, across the heavens and the earth, covering the entire White Emperor City, no escape!
"This sword is worth a full blow."
Lin Xun took a deep breath and the body of the body was shining, and the prototype of the field of the party emerged.
It is like a furnace and a furnace.
晦涩 Deep, no name!
boom--
In this moment, Lin Xun’s figure is like a black hole. The nearby buildings, streets, the earth under the feet and the starry sky above the head are all dragged by terrorist forces, and they are cracked and shattered.
When the sword fell, the Great White Emperor City was turned into a deep abyss.
How horrible is this sword, how dazzling?
But at this time, but silently fell into the abyss, was swallowed and disappeared...
Baidi City, so far burst into blast.
Above the Yingke Mountain, the gods are bursting, roaring like thunder, turbulent and chaotic.
The graceful and graceful show, the golden heaven and the moon of the fairy bones, the pretty face is white, the blood in the lips is a red blood stain, and the body is slightly shivering.
She is incredible in the beauty of her, and she is there.
After 30 years of enlightenment, the "White Emperor City" that has been condensed in the present is actually broken like this...
The audience was silent and silent.
Welcome to the mountain up and down, all tremble.
Jin Tian Xuanyue, the fairy-like singular existence, the first hand "White Emperor City" is so wonderful, but it can not sleep that 禹 玄!
This is too unexpected!
The old man was rarely slightly disappointed, and his heart was secret. This child can't be a nameless person, or he doesn't know which way he is from.
The Maiden boy opened his mouth and immediately sucked in the cool air. He was also shocked, and his heart was amazing.
At the foot of the mountain, when the old scorpion is crossing the open, the gods are surging. This heresy is completely different than when it was at the Kunlun Market.
On the mountainside, the old man in the robes is silent and his brow is locked.
Jin Tian Xuanyue, the pride of the younger generation of Jin Tianshi, and his optimism, thought that her realm breakthrough, condensed "White Emperor City", when it is easy to suppress opponents.
Who ever thought, but it was such a result!
In front of the courtyard, Lin seeks to stand on the sidelines, the dust is not stained, the transcendental is superb, and the whole body is flowing with the blue light.
Unlike before, when I look at him again, everyone's eyes and minds are completely different.
Such a peerless role, really from the Teijin?
"Not as good, are you going together?"
Lin found out the sound, broke the silence in the field, and looked at Jin Tian Xuanyue and Wu Ming. His look was not sad or happy.
Wu Ming is in a state of war.
Jin Tianxuan Yue took a deep breath and looked cold and cold: "If you lose, you will lose. I will not join in to win with others."
She is proud of her own!
Lin found a smile, did not force.
In this battle, there is no need to fight at all. The old monsters are also destined to be unable to watch themselves kill Wu Ming, or Jin Tianxuan.
It seems to fulfill the speculation of Lin Xun. The next moment, a gentle voice sounded in the field: "Xuanyue, you performed very well, the real strong, not unbeaten, but after the failure, can you stand up again? ""
Accompanied by the sound, the figure of the old man in the robes emerged out of thin air.
"I have seen my ancestors."
Jin Tian Xuanyue's eyes are complicated.
She knew that when the ancestors appeared, all of this would end, and the man who broke his "Bai Di City"...
It is destined to pay for it.
As Jin Tianqi said, the face of Jin Tianshi can't be lost!
The audience was silent.
Numerous powerful people who pay attention to all of this are feeling suffocated at this moment, and all their perceptions are cut off, and they can no longer see the scene in the field.
But they know that it is the "Fufeng Sword Emperor" is about to be shot!
"After tonight, I am afraid I will never see this mysterious..."
I don't know how many people sigh in the heart, it is a pity for Lin.
A peerless figure who can defeat Jintian Xuanyue has not yet been able to climb the road of the emperor, but will die here. It is undoubtedly a pity.
The young Maiden was nervous and couldn’t help but look at the old man around him.
The old man also sighed in his heart, but he still shook his head.
In this storm, they are just passing passengers, and they can't be blended!
"Perhaps, after this, the younger master can also know that the enchanting glamour in this world, and the genius of the heavens, are also doomed to be dead and fallen..."
The old man muttered in his heart.
The Maiden boy slammed his fists sharply, his face calmed terrible, and he said one word: "Mother, this thing... makes my heart very unhappy!"
He did not ask the old man to shoot.
His heart is really not very happy, such as blocking the chest.
"If you hit a small one, you will know that it will be like this."
In the calm and oppressive atmosphere, Lin searched for a touch of color, without any panic.
Liangchuan, who was in the distance, existed in a quasi-emperor. After the appearance of the old man in the robes, his body was stiff and his heart was scared.
But he never imagined that Lin wanted to find a sacred king, but dared to say this in the face of a great emperor at this time!
For a time, he couldn’t help but think of it, maybe... it’s really old.
"The starry sky is always cruel, let your talent be higher, but in the face of absolute power, but also a cockroach ant."
The old man in the robes said quietly, "This seat does not kill you, but it is impossible to escape the crime, and suppress you for 10,000 years to punish."
Repressed for 10,000 years!
This is more cruel than killing Lin.
The road to seek, one step wrong, step by step wrong, perhaps missed time, in fact, is the opportunity to climb the road again and again!
Just like in the past, if Lin Xun was suppressed, he might have the opportunity to go to the absolute domain. How could he have the opportunity to go to the nine-field battlefield?
Where else can I go to Kunlun Market?
If you don’t go to the absolute domain, you can’t prove the way.
If you don't enter the nine-field battlefield, you can't prove the sacred environment.
If you don't enter Kunlun Market, how can you get the inheritance of the inheritance of the owner of Fang Congshan?
It can be imagined that if it is suppressed for 10,000 years, Lin Xun will miss out many similar opportunities!
The punishment of the old man in the robes is too ruthless!
Lin couldn't help but anger, looking at the old man in the robes. "It seems that my weight is still not enough. I have a group of beasts in a big compassion, but in exchange for such revenge."
Speaking of this, he laughed at himself, his voice was low, and his voice was terrible: "I also blame me for being lucky... I knew that I should kill it..."
The old man in the robes frowned, but he could not wait for the opening. A skinny old man appeared out of thin air. It was the crossing of the Tibetan and Tibetan circles.
"Daoyou, it is better to give this child to my Tibetan territory, and he will repay his day."
The sound of the air was hoarse.
Another emperor!
And it is also for this mysterious!
Liang Chuan was squatting, his feet were soft, and his body was soaked in cold sweat.
The atmosphere in the field is also suppressed to the extreme at this moment.
Jin Tianxuanyue, Wu Ming and others are silent and stand up. Regardless of the outcome, Lin Xun is already in danger in their hearts.
In the courtyard, the Maiden boy licked his lips, and the blind man stared at the scene. Today, he saw an incomparable impact on his state of mind, and his chest was suffocating.
He even thought that if there is no mother-in-law around, if he encounters such a situation, is there only a dead end?
The old man saw this, and he couldn’t bear it and hesitated.